when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
Eighteen revoked

Now that someone has come forward to act as a peacemaker, disputes that have not caused any negative impact will naturally be settled by everyone taking a step back, reluctantly shaking hands, signing, and turning their heads to say goodbye.

The two brothers who were painting the walls sobered up after finishing their work. Carrying paint buckets and rollers, they greeted Jiang Mo, who had become acquainted with her, cheerfully. Then they took a look at the courier next to her who seemed to see each other often. They looked at each other and pursed their lips without asking any more questions, then walked into the small cafeteria of the police station.

Jiang Mo nodded slightly in response, and subconsciously followed the direction in which the two little painters were walking arm in arm. He first caught Xiao Letian, who was busy explaining something to Han Lu and Yang Guangdang, and waved to wait a moment. His eyes were slightly wrong, and he deliberately looked past the three frizzy heads crowded together, looking deeply at the figure in a suit with a straight coat hanging down, and was keenly captured by that person. He raised his eyebrows vaguely from time to time, nodded in greeting, turned around and raised his hand to catch the courier who slipped away and knocked his head against the door frame when he got into the back seat. He raised his hand and threw the car keys to Xiao, who was late. Lotte comes forward.

The interrogation process presided over by Chen Rui was reasonable and clear. The fact that the courier was greedy and greedy for money and did not know the details was not controversial. In addition, when he was sending the car out of the small west gate of the Nanyang Road Police Station, Zhou You asked him to tactfully mention that the courier mentioned in his plea that the child from his hometown was still being treated for illness and was hospitalized. It was recommended that the follow-up treatment be handled as appropriate. If he couldn't bear the bad impact, he should try to hide it from his hometown and not disturb him. The bodies of old people and children.

"...If you have difficulties and take the wrong path for a while, you have the opportunity to correct it and solve it. Whoever wants to run out for a long time, the matter of 'poisoning' has been mentioned on the local hot search by several breaking accounts. Uncle Song also said just now Well, our quick processing work is basically in vain. Their express delivery station is really annoying. Just to clear up the relationship, they dumped all this buddy's personal information to those who engage in self-media. The Internet media is in trouble. Come on, there seems to be a series of columns criticizing the industry. The courier himself cannot be contacted, and all harassing phone calls are made directly to his mother's house——"

"Master said that we have contacted the police stations where those self-media IPs are located. Some of them are not even in Sheng'an. The whole thing is really messed up." Xiao Letian picked up two boxes of braised noodles, raised the toes of his shoes and said goodbye slowly. Opening the door of the small conference room, he grabbed a chair and sat next to Jiang Mo. With his head drooped and his brows furrowed, he rummaged around in the smoky air of the mobile phone notification bar. He rubbed his head in frustration and leaned back on the chair for a long time. She sighed, "...just for such a short time while driving back, moths were fluttering all over the sky... Zhou You just messaged me back, saying that her master had dragged the person in charge of the courier station to the school to criticize and educate him. But... how to put it... the substantive evidence is not clear, and those self-media really have good people to rely on. The processing time and cost of arguing with them are not low, especially the courier guy is probably trying to escape. Go into a detention center and spend some time.”

"Did Master Noodles give it to you?" Jiang Mo finally raised his head from the computer with a pile of files, pushed the paper documents at hand forward, took them from Xiao Letian and opened them with a click. He rummaged through the packing box at hand and found two pairs of chopsticks on the table. He suddenly turned around and asked, "I just answered the phone. You didn't tell him about the death of your child back home two days ago, right?"

"On the day we collected the money for delivery and remittance, the child died due to organ failure - I really can't say this... I'm waiting to see when his daughter-in-law from his hometown can come over."

Xiao Leqing swallowed the bitterness in his throat, shook his head and glanced at Jiang Mo's file computer. He took out two seasoning packets from his pocket and abruptly broke away from the topic: "Are you jealous, Senior Sister?" ——This stewed noodles was originally ordered by Xiao Luo, the forensic doctor, for Master and Director Zhu, but they were still studying the comparison of murder weapons and the submission of merged investigation reports on old cases. For a while, the director couldn't take any time off. Let me take it back and start a small stove. They will cook instant noodles when they are hungry... and they will also check the social relations of the deceased? "

"Although it is impossible to confirm the connection between the vendetta and the old case three years ago or Qian An -" Jiang Mo held the vinegar bag and tore it open for a long time to no avail. He pulled his upper teeth and sucked his mouth full of soreness, his face wrinkled and trembling. He shuddered, "...hiss - but since it is clear that she is related to the case three years ago, it means that there are likely to be easily ignored or covered up clues in her social relationships that need to be discovered - It can be seen from the fact that she made her own decision...or it may have something to do with someone's instructions, and she dared to help the idol poison her to retaliate and make money."

"You behave like a little sheep outside, who would have thought you were a keyboard warrior..." Xiao Letian took a sip of noodles, raised his eyelids and glanced at the chat history on the screen, "Has the WeChat account on her phone been restored?"

"I just copied it from Xiaomilu and haven't sorted it out yet. I'll just go through it from the beginning - less than a quarter of it?" Jiang Mo lowered his gaze and looked at the file that took up a considerable amount of storage space, holding his hands behind his back. He took out the mobile phone that had been vibrating silently for a long time from the coat pocket hanging on the back of the chair. He glanced at the caller ID and finished speaking calmly before raising the mobile phone to his ear: "...Messages on other software All are reserved, but all the WeChat records have been cleared. It is obvious that there is something hidden and waiting for us to dig out - Dong Zhibo? Didn't you say that Yuan Lanyin has gone home? What's wrong? "

The little comrade who was the spy on the other end of the phone was probably still immersed in the role of spying, and the sound of his words was stuck in his throat: "Officer Jiang, why are you giving me the red envelope?"

Jiang Mo smiled softly: "It's so cold, and I've been hanging out for so long. Treat me to a warm meal. If you have any leftovers, you don't have to leave. If you don't have enough, come back to me... And you don't have to keep an eye on her. You should go home at night." Go home and save yourself from having to pay for your medical bills if you catch a cold."

"You are so kind to me... then I can repay you with every drop of kindness. Originally... I just wanted to wait for confirmation before telling you -" Dong Zhibo chuckled, and he didn't know who was sitting down. He set up a plastic shed to keep him warm on the roadside. He lowered his voice to the sound of the plastic sheet being blown by the wind: "Didn't I follow her to where she works today? In the afternoon, I took advantage of her to put the computer on When I went to the bathroom in the coffee shop, I secretly unlocked her lock screen and saw an email she had hesitated to send for a long time. The content was probably... Who do you want to contact? I have been looking for it for three years. The former whistleblower who provided details of the serial heart poaching case - and then she found a person on WeChat with a note called 'The lost dog with a revoked license', who told her that the murders in the past two days were probably the same as those three years ago. I asked her if she is still interested in the old case of digging people's hearts. If she still wants to do this, find time to come and have an interview."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on alternate days~
"What's the point of asking about the floating clouds in the world? It's better to lie down high and eat more."

Wish you good health!Best wishes for good health!