when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
  Twenty-three previous relationships (Part [-])
  "Chen Zuo-Yi?"

Gu Xing paused in handing out the examination box, and raised his eyes suddenly. He looked at Zhu Silai for a moment, who was quickly preparing for the autopsy and evidence collection, and then he leaned against the tiles in the corner and looked at the dead body in the compartment. Looking at the extremely abstract corpse, staring at the face that was almost covered with blood and having no clear outline, with a dead and ferocious expression, an indescribable burning nausea suddenly surged in the throat.

"He and Chen Zuohui -" Gu Xing swallowed with difficulty, waved his hand, and temporarily put aside this little speculation that only added to troubles and confusion: "Wait a minute, you just said that it should be called Chen Zuoyi. ——That means the identity information has not been determined yet? Do you know this person? "

"We don't really know each other. Yesterday, Lotte'er and I went to the Nanyang Road Police Station after handling the poisoning incident. We got into a fight and cursed each other there, and we met while helping Zhou You mediate." Jiang Mo pursed his lips. He paused his lips for a moment, weighing what he had witnessed in yesterday's stalemate in the mediation room. He turned around and leaned against the sink. He stood amidst the bloody rags for more than a minute before he could no longer hold back and rushed out of the corridor to vomit. Xiao Letian, who took a few sips of sour water, did not take the topic too far.

"...However, the preliminary inspection did not find a valid ID document on the deceased, not even a mobile phone. There was no relevant vehicle record in the parking lot of the block, and the surveillance at the two entrances at the front and back is still checking. The customer list of the Shanqian Bar How to retrieve the records? Neither of the two reporters present knew how to do it. Deputy Zou just said that they had contacted the bar owner and manager, and they were on their way over to help confirm whether the deceased was the same person as yesterday. Customers who have consumption records in the venue tonight will provide some clues to confirm their identity. It is expected to be five to ten minutes."

Jiang Mo took off the watch in his cuffs and looked at the time. He followed Gu Xing, moved out of the toilet space that was crowded with on-site inspections and forensic doctors, and turned sideways to the man who had been questioned after reporting the case. The little security guard stood beside the bar in a daze, not daring to move.

"I also communicated with the two reporters about the identity of the deceased - Qin Guiling, the housekeeper who just entered the employee lounge for questioning. She does not follow bar nightclubs. She usually arrives after [-]:[-] in the morning to clean up and gets off work before [-] in the afternoon. He didn't know anything about the customers. The nightclub security guard Song Yike, who was holding the box and not letting go, felt that the dead man looked a bit like the boss Chen he met last night. His clothes looked similar, but he couldn't see his face clearly. He said he had just arrived. I have been working in this bar for more than a month, and I am not very familiar with the customers. I remember that the boss’s surname is Chen. He was picked on by a man who drank too much last night when he was on duty. Boss Chen did a favor and was on duty. The manager introduced me and asked him to be smarter in the future and bring more smiles to the big customers who open the store."

Gu Xing followed Jiang Mo's line of sight and glanced towards the bar. He looked at the cute face with low eyebrows and eyes that looked familiar inexplicably. His eyes fell for a moment, and he winked again and was about to be pinched nervously by the little security guard. The rotten cardboard box, hissing and frowning: "A security guard on duty at a bar, someone died in the toilet at some point, and he didn't notice at all?"

"He said he was feeling unwell, and since there are usually two people on duty, he has been staying in the staff lounge. The other guy on duty got off work early because he kept an eye on him for a while last night. I called him to give him a brief explanation. I asked, and after listening to his stunned words, I probably didn't see anything after spending the whole night. Deputy Zou asked Officer Hu to come look for someone, and the house he rented seemed not too far away from here. The bar The surveillance team is already sorting out the certificates. I just listened to the security guard Xiao Song explain the situation and actually went to check it out——"

Jiang Mo lowered the corner of his mouth, obviously feeling that such an ignorant statement was like hiding something deliberately. However, before he finished speaking, Xiao Letian ran away a little to calm down the shaking in his throat. He walked into the bar with the dog-looking bar owner and manager, waved his hand and said "Master, Senior Sister", passed by the hurried and dignified police officers beside him, and took the two people to Gu Gu in a hurry. In front of Xing and Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo was first dazzled by the scattered peacock decorations on the bar owner who was holding up his arms and raising his hands to actively greet him. When Gu Xing remained calm, he put aside his blind smile and took half a step back to take a look. Looking at this face that was too bright in the dark place, he immediately turned his eyes to the side and looked steadily at the inconspicuous business license on the wall behind the bar. He looked at the name of the legal person on the copy, and he was vaguely aroused. .

Bar owner Luo Yan, when he was assisting the anti-narcotics economic investigation to thoroughly investigate Liang Ming's assets due to Zhang Yibai's car accident case, Jiang Mo once accompanied Wen Chen and met this arrogant and waiting person in the coffee shop on the first floor of Shengcheng International Building. After the police interrogation and evidence collection was over, Liang Ming was kindly invited to have a drink with several slumped-faced police comrades to meet the second generation ancestor.

"Hey, Captain Gu, it's not a bad thing that the security guard on duty at our venue didn't see anything."

The cynicism in Luo Xin's body seemed to be deep in his bones. His greetings and compliments were quite surface-level. He answered all questions but was full of trivial matters. He stared at the photo of the corpse while helping to confirm his identity. His face lasted for three seconds. After five minutes of paleness and gloom, he was still leaning quite comfortably on the back of the sofa in the booth, and all he needed was to write four big words on his forehead: It has nothing to do with me.

"Security in our neighborhood and the cultural industrial park diagonally opposite has always been very good. It is said that long ago, it was either a lathe factory or a cultural troupe. The surrounding residential areas are full of cultural people, and there is nothing that requires their security guards to keep a close eye on them. A chance to stay overnight. Besides, my bar is a well-behaved place where I sell wine and sing to make money. Apart from the few bottles of wine and the two paintings in the office of me and the nightclub manager, there is really nothing worth worrying about. Object, if it weren’t for our police station’s requirement for registration and coordination of business premises, I wouldn’t bother to turn on the surveillance after closing the door.”

"In addition, the bar has been open for many years, and all the equipment of all sizes has been undergoing maintenance and replacement recently. After the business closes, there will be one surveillance camera in the venue, one at the front entrance and one at the back door. I can't keep an eye on anyone but my booth. The leather sofa will be... Being on duty at night is tiring in itself, and I don’t need them wandering around. The monitoring room will be closed until [-] o’clock, so you think the camera on the back door will be used as a basketball by some drunken brother. The frame was crooked and I didn't notice it for a while. You can't blame it all on me as an employee - you think so, Officer Jiang?" Luo Yan was holding a glass of mineral water and quickly shook the sparkling crystal glass out of the whiskey. He looked up casually and raised his glass high to Jiang Mo, who had a solemn face.

"I'm not wrong, right? We met before at Shengcheng International. When Officer Wen rushed over to pluck my collar, Officer Jiang saved my life... You haven't forgotten, right, policewoman sister? You have forgotten. I’m going to be sad.”

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on alternate days~
  "After all, a few people really have a deer, but they don't know how to dream of being a fish all day long."

May you be awake and be firm~
  Cool down, keep warm, and pay attention to protection~