when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
22 Piedmont
Jiang Mo stood a little sleepily under the air-conditioning vent in front of the shelf of the convenience store. While yawning, he raised his hand to rake the hair that he had just washed in a hurry at home and had not had time to dry it completely. He squinted his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he finally picked up a bottle of coffee and handed it to the cashier at the door. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Li Fubei's cell phone that he had left on the counter and forgot to lock the screen. He knocked it in his hand after paying the bill. Tea eggs, scrawled off the eggshells, stuffed them into the mouth.

"Are you giving Shao Jie a message?"

Jiang Mo's words were muffled and wrapped in a choking egg. Li Fubei didn't hear clearly at first. He followed Jiang Mo's instructions and lowered his head. Then he saw that he had handed the cell phone under the nose of the police comrade almost grandly. Embarrassed, he helped Jiang Mo pull the plastic bag filled with egg shells into the trash can: "Brother Jie and the others have to go to Shenning today for tomorrow's game. Before you come back, the bus to the airport has just left - eh Jiang Officer, Brother Jie asked you if you will return to the city bureau later?"

"Not necessarily. I'm not busy in the field. I might have a meeting in the afternoon -"

Early this morning, Jiang Mo was kicked out of the detachment office by Gu Xing and Geng Zhi, who were grabbing her and talking about police appearance and conduct, and ordered her to go home quickly and tidy up her flower-like face. With a look like shit, she was prepared to follow her master like a dog to the high bureau and the leaders who were guiding the investigation work in the afternoon, and give a formal report on matters related to the merger and investigation of the heart-breaking case.

Jiang Mo was not interested in this kind of "god-given opportunity" to show his face conspicuously, but he couldn't stand it. Most of the criminal policemen who participated in co-handling the case three years ago ended up being dismissed on the spot like Chen Rui. He pointed at her, who was prone to calf pain just standing at the door of the high-level bureau office. The junior brother who had recovered from his tendon was not very realistic. In the end, he could only put down the backup copy of the file that he had packed in his hand. He reluctantly walked out of the city bureau gate and came back to wash his hair and change his clothes to show his respect and respect.

"I actually saw the car from their unit driving past at the intersection in front of me." Jiang Mo picked up a coffee drink and stuffed it into his pocket. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two park staff with signs hanging around them, who seemed to be unfamiliar with the road conditions for the first time. When he arrived at the door of the convenience store, he waved his arm to the microphone behind the counter, "Let's go, you go about your business, I'll tell him on WeChat."

Jiang Mo first held up his cell phone and muttered to Shao Jie "Come on for the game" in an old-fashioned way, and then looked at the extremely easy-to-cool child on the other side of the dialog box who excitedly popped up a series of love emoticons, funny He frowned.She held her voice and briefly reported on the subsequent investigation work that was likely to lead to no trace of this person. She finished the topic and was about to open the door and get in the car. Half of her body was already hanging on the car door, but when she looked out, she saw the big Uncle Feng, who was in the security room of the hospital, was carrying two buckets of cold water and stumbled towards the direction opposite the breakfast pavilion next to the bus stop.

She paused for a moment, glanced at the ample time in the car, turned around and locked the door. She took a few steps forward and reached out to fish out one of the buckets. "Uncle Feng, we need to clean up the breakfast pavilion." ?Aunt Wang is back? Haven’t you seen her yet?"

Feng Qingxiang thanked him with a "hey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh or being or beings seining me?" A joking expression froze on his face.

"Your Aunt Wang's daughter passed away abroad. I haven't been in contact with her before. I just saw her here and planned to pack up and open the stall tomorrow. But I got a call and said that there seemed to be something wrong with the cemetery reserved for her daughter. I was worried. She just left..." Feng Qingxiang squatted down and rubbed the rag in his hand, "I've already taken over anyway, so if there's nothing else to do, I'll help her clean it up. I'll be able to use it when I open the stall tomorrow. If I don't open it, I'll do it in a few days. It saves you a lot of work just to clean it up.”

Jiang Mo was startled as if struck by thunder. The smiling face that had accompanied Wang Dongyuan in the breakfast pavilion during the Chinese New Year flashed past his eyes. His eyebrows suddenly knitted together: "Why...died?" "Isn't she a girl?" Are you studying while working... I heard that there was a car accident while driving on a business trip. The specifics... I can't ask too many questions."

Feng Qingxiang sighed and turned his head to see Jiang Mo holding the cell phone that suddenly vibrated in his palm. He raised his hand to support her arm as a sign that he didn't have to worry.Jiang Mo didn't speak at first, and he really didn't know what to say to express the pain of the accident. In the end, he just looked at the word "Master" on the caller ID, swallowed, and left the sentence "Can I help you?" You can contact me." He turned around and ran quickly back to the car: "...Master, you are on your way back, what's wrong?"

"...This place seems to be quite close to your home." Gu Xing got straight to the point and coughed in a hoarse voice. He quietly instructed Zhu Silai, the passenger next to him, to send the address to Jiang Mo, and answered the phone in a concise manner. Doubts on the other end: "Let Lao Gao do his work on the report. Hurry up. Another corpse was found in the toilet of Shanqian Bar."

The site of the Shanqian Bar was renovated from a lathe manufacturing factory in the 80s and [-]s. In the early years, the factory was difficult to maintain until the completion of the cultural industrial park five years ago. It was renovated and built in an industrial minimalist style. The specialty restaurant block was later expanded to include a small square in front of the factory, separated by a wide eight-lane intersection, and located diagonally across from the main entrance of the Cultural Industry Park.

Jiang Mo drove the jeep for 5 minutes and parked the jeep on the outside of the blockade. He stretched his neck and looked around to see if the restaurants and shops in the block were still open for business. He immediately saw the work signs of the day before. Deputy Director Zou, who had interacted with him, dug into his pockets to find his police officer ID card, and quickly crossed the outer blockade that had been established in advance to greet him.

"It's really not a good thing for us two to meet each other all the time..." Deputy Zou Ti and Jiang Mo walked quickly to the winding and quite hidden entrance of the Shanqian Bar. He raised his feet and squatted in the corner of the door, trying to contact the person in charge of the bar. The little policeman moved aside and said, "The people who reported the crime were the security guard who was on duty at the bar all night and the cleaning lady who came to clean up this morning. Our office's Lao Hu took people to the staff lounge to understand the situation. The first batch of technicians arrived on the scene. , taking photos for inspection, Lao Hu said he called your master, it will take a few minutes for the forensic doctor to arrive at the scene. The conditions for investigation and evidence collection in the institute are limited, and the identity of the deceased is currently unknown. "

"My master should have followed Uncle Zhu and their car here. I just happened to go back home and was in a hurry." Jiang Mo slowed down a little, took a closer look at the evidence collection situation at the door of the toilet, and said hello. With a sound, he stepped aside to make way for the inspection technicians, carefully avoiding the delineation marks that were to be photographed. He put on his gloves and pressed them against the tiled corner of the bathroom. He took a breath and raised his eyes to look solemnly into the blood-soaked cubicle.

"...I seem to know the identity of the deceased."

Due to work and physical reasons, the next day is temporarily closed.
Remember history and pray for peace.