when the moon whispers

Chapter 160 Thief-Fried Rice

The fourth thief
Twelve Fried Rice

It was half past midnight, and the last whip had just crackled in the courtyard of the cultural troupe community.

Jiang Mo parked the car and took advantage of the colorful halo of decorative light strings hanging on the trees outside the community to rub the dark stains on his sleeves. He pursed his lips and took a deep breath. He kicked and stepped slowly. A thin layer of snow sprinkled with non-slip sand was swaying on the edge of the road. Then he stood far away, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said hello to Feng Qingxiang, who was working the night shift at the security booth at the entrance of the compound, and wished him a happy new year.

"Happy New Year, Uncle Feng. Are you on duty again tonight?"

"Hey, Xiao Jiang'er is back. Happy New Year. Happy New Year~ I just said that your car is not here. You policemen don't have any free time at the end of the New Year... Like my family, there is always a little time during the New Year. My son has nothing to do anyway. He can turn on the electric heater as he likes when he is on duty in the security room, and the property management company will give him processing money."

Feng Qingxiang was holding the remote control and tapping the big head of a set-top box that had been eliminated by someone in the compound. He laughed and started talking to each other before he had time to turn his head and look at Jiang Mo who was smiling through his reading glasses. His eyes paused for a moment on the dark red mark on the side of her cheek, then he reached out and pulled open the plastic-steel window with a slit in it, leaned over and dug out a handful of candy cubes from the pocket piled on the table leg. Apple stretched out her arms and handed it to Jiang Mo: "Please give me a favor and keep you safe."

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment. The incandescent light from the security booth shone on her slightly pale profile. The tense expression she managed to maintain softened a little, and she was finally able to raise her lips sincerely: "Okay, I'll keep it. Thank you Uncle Feng——"

Jiang Mo was mid-sentence, and his relaxed mood was startled by the black cat sergeant who suddenly howled in his pocket.She smiled apologetically, waved in response to Feng Qingxiang's signal for her to get busy, and pulled up the large open window of the security booth. She turned around and shuffled into the community gate before glancing at the caller ID and sliding to connect. She ran over in a dark shape. The dim yellow halo under the street lamp tiredly penetrated into the silent and cold midnight.

"Is something wrong? Tell me."

Wen Chen was not surprised by Jiang Mo's extremely presumptuous and concise tone. He probably laughed out loud while holding his cigarette in his mouth: "...I can't see you if I have nothing to do? Happy New Year."

Jiang Mo ignored his funny remark and changed the subject in a not-so-tactful manner: "Isn't the anti-narcotics check-in the past few days?"

"Tsk..." The occasionally unfamiliar greetings at the beginning of the long-awaited reunion were completely kicked away by Jiang Mo. Wen Chen clicked his tongue regretfully and did not continue to be displeased. He put away the cigarette butt from his mouth and started to speak. The wind outside the window rumbled into the speeding car, and the call voice also hissed: "My master received a letter, saying that today you caught thieves and came across a second-hand store that recycles and resells jewelry and gold—— We are also watching this place. Master said that the police station has been asking questions, so he asked me to go over and take a look at the situation. Then we will see how to avoid alerting the snake, and first cooperate with you and the police station to recover the stolen goods. But Jiang Mo, how can I I heard from my brother that you caught a thief and got caught in a drag race? Did the thief die? Are you okay?"

"Hopefully, brother. The evil wind is blowing pretty fast... It's okay." Jiang Mo didn't rush upstairs, lingering lingering opposite the unit door, stepping on the flowers in the flower bed. Snow Drift unconsciously looked up at the wall of the residential building, "What's going on with that second-hand repair shop?"

"...You remember the last time you swallowed powder packets and sent yourself to the hospital to rescue that kid, right?" Wen Chen rolled up the car window, and his voice was finally able to hit the microphone firmly. He asked and suddenly remembered: "Oh yes... ...You probably didn’t see it, but you were also injured and hospitalized at that time. Anyway, he is just such a person, and the goods stocked by the grandson are usually distributed in a few small grocery stores that don’t look very eye-catching. This time you met The second-hand repair shop I arrived at happens to be one of the retail outlets. But... I was recently arrested for going online. These bulk stores are a bit rough. They are out of stock at the top, and the regular customers below are pressing hard. The guy mentioned earlier that these local snakes There are other purchase channels, so we are keeping a close eye on it, and we haven’t figured out the specific situation yet.”

"The regular customers can't get the goods, which means there is no spare money in the store, or... Ma Xuhong's receipt is not money at all -" Jiang Mo stared at the soft halo in her kitchen window. , was stunned for a few seconds, knocked the sticky snow on the soles of his shoes, lowered his voice and got into the building door: "That's why Ma Xuhong, who never leaves evidence of stolen goods, will leave a receipt this time... But Ma Xuhong never kept one after entering the palace. The foundation of addiction, how can I touch..."

"Lack of addiction does not mean no contact. It makes no sense to double the profit of this thing once it is sold. If a little thief wanders around a few times, either he is an addict himself, or that buddy -" Wen Chen paused for a moment as he pondered. , smacking his teeth with a bad feeling: "It's just a bunch of money... Didn't you find anything suspicious in his house?"

"Just the receipt for the time being. Nothing happened. The subsequent evidence collection will have to be postponed until tomorrow." Jiang Mo stopped in front of the house meekly, tapped the corner of the house with the toe of his shoe, and frowned: "Do you doubt Ma Xuhong? More than just a habitual theft offender?" "It would be fine if he sat in the police station or criminal investigation interrogation room with all the name of theft -" Wen Chen bit another cigarette and clicked the location After a long while: "But I can't help it, this man died a little suddenly. As a professional habit, it's better to be cautious than to be careless. By the way, Jiang Mo, do the people at the police station have any objections to you and your junior brother? I hear that What's your name, Officer Zhang? There's something wrong with your voice. Do you want me to help you?"

Jiang Mo held up her cell phone and vaguely heard a rustling sound inside the security door for a long time. She didn't knock on the door, but only looked at the cat's eyes and saw a flash of light, and the door panel that had been locked clicked. Opening it, a stream of moist hot air came out.

"After all, there was a suspect who escaped from a car accident right under our noses. My master stayed up until midnight before reluctantly helping us two brothers to argue the warning and punishment into a report and inspection. You can save yourself the trouble."

Jiang Mo deliberately rubbed the space between his brows, drooping his eyes and saw Shao Jie stepping on the threshold with his bare feet, tilting his head to look into the corridor that was filled with cold air in the middle of the night.She didn't wait for him to speak later, she reached out and held the child's shoulders and led him into the house. When the door was locked, she raised her eyelids and looked at Shao Jie, sniffing, feeling a little sour inexplicably.

There seemed to be some soup simmering on the kitchen stove, and the salty aroma penetrated straight into my nose.

Shao Jie's fluffy hair stood against the soft light above the entrance. The home clothes that the child had specially packed and brought to be ready for rubbing on the sofa were loosely slanted under the collarbone. His clear and gentle eyes fell on Jiang Mo to remind him to be quiet and put up his stickers. The fingertips on her lips, then her eyes turned slightly to notice the cell phone she was talking on, and she blinked obediently.

He never interrupted, just stared into Jiang Mo's eyes, and pointed his index finger in the direction of the master bedroom, signaling Officer Jiang to lower his voice as well. The little ancestor inside had just fallen asleep after being noisy until midnight.

Then Shao Jie quietly swayed on the spot for a few moments. When Jiang Mo finally hung up the phone in depression, he jumped up from the chest of drawers where he was leaning and asked her softly: "Officer Jiang, are you hungry?"

Jiang Mo didn't answer, and stared blankly into Shao Jie's eyes, as if he had no emotion, and seemed like the waves in an ancient well surged and then fell.

She tugged at her coat covered in blood and dust and took a half step back. She took out the apple that she had just put in her pocket to warm, and placed it in the palm of Shao Jie's open palm as he took her coat. "Hungry!" Yes. Do you have food?"

Shao Jie was surprised for two seconds. The moment he realized that Jiang Mo had no intention of showing off his strength, he choked and laughed.

"Yes, can I have egg fried rice?"

　Happy New Year to everyone!May the whole family be healthy!Smooth sailing!All the best!

　　Much wealth and blessing~^^
　　(I need to recuperate during the Spring Festival. I’ll see you around the sixth and seventh day of the lunar month~Red envelopes will be given out in these days~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)