when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
seventeen sullen
Jiang Mo leaned against the steering wheel and helped Xiao Letian, who was drowsy by the warm wind, to brace himself up and straighten his body. He glanced at the suspected "habitual offenders" who were crossing the road casually on both sides of the car door and were at great risk of getting involved, and reluctantly squeezed in. After passing the second gate of Huabin Middle Road, the old man Le's vegetable cart that picked up the little kids from school had already occupied most of the narrow section of the road early. He stepped on the accelerator and plunged into the Shengbei Cultural Tourism Pilot District. In the jam-packed lane at any time of the day, I couldn't help but glance at the not-so-bright blue and white wall of the Nanyang Road Police Station at the end of the traffic flow, and slowly hurried forward.

Nanyang Road Police Station has stood like a nail at No. 7 Ninghe Street for the past twenty years. In the early years, it was quite a Western-style independent house. Now it is like a wrinkled and rolled plaster on the forefront of modern cultural tourism creativity in Shengbei District. Outside the block, the unique charm of the times stands still at the intersection of this new urban reform landmark, waiting for the leaders to suddenly have an idea and allocate funds for relocation.

When Jiang Mo turned the car around and drove towards the Nanyang Road Police Station, Zhou You was hunching his neck and leaning on the small window sill of the reception room, waiting at the door of the courtyard, which was only large enough for two bicycles to enter and exit.She was far away and waved in the direction of the oncoming car. She gathered her strength and pushed the semi-manual retractable door that was actuated by a remote control. Then she stepped back a few steps to give directions and greeted Jiang. Mo turned the car in front of the white wall being painted on the west side of the courtyard.

The small courtyard to the west of the police station office building is close to the graffiti wall in the cultural and creative district. The walls, which are as high as one person, can't stop the unlucky kids who are bursting with creative ideas every now and then in the middle of the night. They are not very fair anymore. Two emoticon versions of Teletubbies were just spray-painted on the wall of Tian's office building last night. The two culprits who had "escaped" for a half-night had not completely sobered up. They saw Jiang Mo and Xiao Letian following Zhou You. He looked behind him and turned his head. He immediately narrowed his eyes and held up the paint roller. He took off his paper-folding paint hat in a ceremonial manner and bowed and nodded towards the two unfamiliar police comrades.

"Go and do your business! After you finish your work, write the inspection! I have to share the stew in the cafeteria with you until dinner time——"

"These two children have grown up with their grandparents in our home. As for the art academy in this city, every time they finish their homework, they come back and drink like crazy. When they wake up, they admit their mistakes. We publish posters on blackboards It's all helped by them." Zhou You was obviously very familiar with these two Jiu Mengzi, so he pretended to kick them on their calves, explained a few words smoothly, and then turned around. He glanced at the street outside the courtyard that was once again filled with cars, and frowned slightly.

"The gate to the west can be opened. When you go out later, you can walk around the block. If you don't have to take the courier back to the station today, I will let you park your car in the old neighborhood on Nanyang Road. Inside. It is difficult to park cars and drive around our station - the cultural and creative district next to it has a lot of people. Although there is a separate police station under its jurisdiction, we can't stand it. The police cars in our station usually arrive early. Sa goes out on patrol and doesn't come back until late at night, and he rides his bicycle when he's on duty as a police officer."

Zhou You's words were as crisp and sharp as ever. His eyes, which were observing the traffic order outside the police station, fell on Jiang Mo's face. Then he slowed down with a little uncertainty and stared at Jiang Mo's bleeding and dry lips. He asked seriously and curiously: "...Officer Jiang, you were fine yesterday. What's wrong with your mouth? Are you angry?"

Xiao Letian took a sip of the coffee drink she had just bought at the convenience store outside the DRG club campus. Before she could swallow it to refresh herself, she was provoked by Zhou You's harsh question and almost sprayed it on her face. Take it to your head.

Zhou You hid in disgust, raised his eyelids and watched Jiang Mo expressionlessly slap Xiao Letian on the back, who seemed to know a thing or two, then awkwardly licked the corner of his mouth and said vaguely, "Hmm". Taking two quick steps towards the door of the police reception hall of the office building, I was met with the sound of several rapid high-heeled shoes hitting Tianling Gaier. When I raised my eyes, I was almost hit by the wild beauty of the big wave passing by quickly. The smell of perfume turned me off.

Xiao Letian squeezed his coffee drink, and for no apparent reason received a look of disdain from the guy who was passing by. He put his shoulder on the shoulder of his senior sister who suddenly stopped, and looked at him with a slightly curious gaze as if he was following that person. A big wave of students running out of the mediation room dressed up collided with each other.

Xiao Letian blinked and immediately frowned.

"Yang Tangtang? Why are you here?" The female college student who was called by her last name was startled for a moment. Before she could catch up and beg the big wave lady for help, tears immediately filled her eyes and she said with a smile: "Officer Xiao, can you help Han Lu and help me?"

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Zhou You held up the door glass of the mediation room and waved her hand to her colleague who was pulling his hair out in worry. He turned around and handed the cause and effect of the report record to Xiao Letian's hand. Then he looked at Jiang Mo's eyes and nodded to indicate that he would not get too involved. He briefly and concisely explained the ins and outs of this conflict.

"The cause and effect of the incident are actually not controversial. They were two couples visiting an art exhibition in the park. The one named Chen Zuoyi was provocative with his language, and then your friend, Han Lu, went up and gave him a black eye... Then the two of them grabbed their collars and fought for a long time. They thought the police station in the neighborhood was too far away, so they ran to our station to report the crime."

Zhou You pinched his watch and glanced at the time. Looking at Jiang Mo and Xiao Letian who were dragged over to administer justice, he sighed helplessly: "I've been sitting here for almost three hours. The surveillance has been adjusted, and the scene has been visited to collect evidence. , both parties are considered at fault, but they refuse to coordinate no matter how much they are persuaded... No, we just lost one of our female companions."

"Is he verbally provocative? He is harassing!" Han Lu, who was sitting angrily at the mediation table, slapped his hand on the table and jumped up, almost hitting the person opposite him with his fingertips. On his forehead, Yang Guangdang hugged him by the waist and pulled him hard before he reluctantly sat back in his seat: "What do you mean, what is the price of a night of drinking with you at the bar that day? What do you mean, does this young master need to sleep with you today? He even stuffed his fucking business cards into candy bags! I—"

Chen Zuoyi, whose eyes were swollen after being hit by a fist, held up an ice pack and snorted coldly. He didn't reply at first, but just looked around the room, then landed meaningfully on Yang Cantang, and then looked at her. There was a fleeting look of avoidance and embarrassment on his face, and he raised his eyebrows annoyingly.

"Regardless of whether I admitted the wrong person... Who do you think you are that beats people when you come up? Several police officers have seen it. They have been sitting in this mediation room for a long time, and they still want to shake their fists with me. What - let me shake hands with such a violent person? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on alternate days~
"Go out with a smile, and the flowers will fall in the wind."

The flu has been severe recently, I wish you peace and good health~