when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case

Thirty-five Shanty Houses (Part 1)

Luo Xin, swinging his car keys in a windy manner, walked into the front door of his "winding alley" bar. As soon as he was pushed and moved away, most of the infield floor was "clanged". He smashed off a section of the iron sheet of the ventilation duct, disassembled the rough interface accessories and pocketed them in several plastic bags. Team leader Huang, who was greeted and asked from left to right, tilted his head awkwardly and raised his shoulders to hold his mobile phone. He cursed and held the fan that had just been removed from the kitchen, and kicked it hard with his feet. The little policeman's buttocks were stained with gray smoke and blood when he rubbed against a gate valve. He gritted his teeth and drank a few words.

"Why don't you squeeze yourself into the pipe and rub yourself clean before you come out? You are so big that you can't stand upright when doing a job - just stand there and don't move. Where can you run with stinky blood all over your body... Fatty! He's like this The evidence that needs to be extracted needs to be marked. You take a look - and then Hu Xu's hand just got a cut by Tiepi. After you finish your work, see who can help deal with it. If it can't be done, let him take off his clothes and get out. Go to the hospital and get a tetanus shot..."

Luo Xian didn't understand the situation very well at first. He just glanced at the place that was torn to pieces as if it had been hit by a disaster. He was stunned for three to five seconds, and then he slammed the tin trash can in the corner of the passage with a "ding" sound. He kicked him, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush into the pile of black and blue uniforms that no one paid any attention to, rolling around and asking questions. Unexpectedly, before his head could get in, his feet instinctively The brakes hit the ground, and Tian Ling Gai'er seemed to be violently thrown away by the stinking smell that seemed to be real. He opened his mouth slightly and before he could speak, his stomach and chest felt as if he was being hit hard by someone. He turned around and rushed back to where he had just yelled. Next to the trash can that he kicked in anger, he vomited until he was in a daze.

Jiang Mo held an air duct access blind and moved it from the back kitchen passage to the small dance floor in the front. He carefully covered a small piece of plastic that was hot and melted on the blade and was covered with dirty blood and had not been completely burned. The cloth was slowly handed over to Fat Tuo's hands, and then he had time to raise his head and look out at the sparse crowd of people who had already shed tears and slumped over with weak legs. He pulled off his gloves and greeted the little Wang Chao who was just carrying him. Xiao Letian, who found the backup drawings of the bar's ventilation system pipes after asking around, tilted his head and gestured, leaned on the back of the armchair, turned over and jumped to the passage, then held Boss Luo's armpits left and right, and looked up with his head. He glanced at the electronic clock hanging on the wall.

"Although it's not quite on time, we can still see it tonight."

Jiang Mo bent down to pick up the car keys that had slipped from Luo Xin's hands, wiped off the floating dust on them, and returned them to his coat pocket, dragging them hard and beating them to death, unwilling to disseminate them from each section. Luo Xin went up to the second floor as he walked past the stench of flesh and blood pipes. Then he looked at Boss Luo who finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the sofa. He took out the cigar box and was about to take a sip to calm him down. He tapped him with his finger. The bulletproof glass behind the desk.

"Team Huang will talk to you later about the plastic sheet used to destroy evidence stuffed in the ventilation duct. Let's talk about this first -" Jiang Mo raised his chin and clicked on the pile of missing pages Xiao Letian rolled up in his hand. Shaopian's employee registration form, "Boss Luo does one thing in front of others and the other behind his back. How long have you been in the pimp business?"

"……hiss--"

Luo Tan raised his hand and rubbed the sticky flesh and blood that lingered in front of his eyes. He put down his cigar cutter and leaned on the sofa to breathe out slowly. He suppressed the disgusting taste that was still rising up and down in his throat and breathed out from his pocket. He took out the key to the custom-made safe and threw it in Jiang Mo's direction, slowly regaining his self-righteous calmness.

"...What you said is a bit too much, Officer Jiang. My bar is a serious business, not a red light district run by pimps. They are all adults. It's a consensual thing. I don't charge any favors, right? What if you guys If you don’t believe me, there are every employee information and contact information in this cabinet. You can call them and ask them as you like. If someone reports to you that I lured you and introduced them, I’ll admit it’s bad luck and arrest them at will.”

"Things that violate red lines are called bad luck. The word 'unlucky'...Boss Luo really flatters himself." Jiang Mo unscrewed the lock of the safe and took out the pile of small and weighty employees. The registration form frowned, and after briefly flipping through it, he pinned the page where security guard Song Yike was with his fingers and handed it to Xiao Letian. He whispered: "He was not included in the post-event supervision personnel because of his good performance. The police station There are no records for the time being, so first check whether the phone number and registered address are fake or borrowed names. If there is any deliberate concealment, tell the master and contact the police station for assistance."

Luo Yan had no intention of competing with Jiang Mo, a little security guard who guarded justice and light. He saluted her in an inconspicuous manner, then leaned on the armrest of the sofa and looked at the serious and a bit ominous expression on this beautiful face. , sighing regretfully, and dusted off the cigar ashes: "...You asked Xiao Song to find out the situation...is it because he helped drive Chen Zuoyi home?"

Jiang Mo turned to look at him and raised his eyebrows a little deliberately: "Boss Luo cut off the backdoor surveillance camera in pieces and sent them to the city bureau, wasn't it because he suspected security guard Xiao Song?" "It wasn't after he returned to the bar. Did the murderer drag Boss Chen to the back door of the bar? The child was tortured into that state by Chen Zuoyi... Furthermore, the monitoring is not the point, the point is - anyway... I gave you that monitoring just to tell you The murderer came from outside, and he wanted to get meritorious service, and see if he could help the police comrades to free up this bar for me as soon as possible. I also have to do business - but it turned out that it is good now, Chen Zuoyi will not stop even after he is dead. , those few parts are all wrapped up in my ventilation duct... After you investigate and collect evidence and dismantle them, just replace them with new ones, so as to avoid any discomfort."

Luo Xian paused and swallowed without clarifying his words. He snorted without concealing his disdain for Chen Zuoyi and said, "Oh, there are so many people, and they are more than worthy of being killed."

Jiang Mo was a little surprised: "Chen Zuoyi's reputation here is quite average, so why did you introduce Xue Yilian and Song Yike back and forth?"

"It's still the same thing. When I open my business, I can just open a bottle of wine worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. I have to protect the customer relationship. Moreover, the building of our company is owned by Boss Chen. This is called Normal human relations - although I have never understood it, Xue Yilian had so many choices to choose to get the upper hand, why did he choose a bastard like Chen Zuoyi." Luo Yan shrugged, "...Actually, Xiao Song's registration form was not originally Put it here, I don’t know what thread Chen Zuoyi’s brain is on for no reason... I then discussed with Xiao Song whether we should gradually go out of favor with this boss. Xiao Song probably also took care of himself He has a bit of a criminal record, and has many connections and paths, right? Who would have thought that Chen Zuoyi, the grandson of Chen Zuoyi, would be strong? If it weren’t for the fact that he was already like that... If Xiao Song wants to call the police and file a case, I will definitely help, and there is no problem in being a witness. ——”

"Senior sister, we've contacted you -" Xiao Letian half-stretched himself and got stuck on the threshold of Luo Yan's office. He first held up the phone and inserted it horizontally, then turned to look at Boss Luo and puffed out a puff of smoke before he paused. For a moment, he looked down and saw Jiang Mo nodding.

"The mobile phone number is registered by me, and the address is also real. However, in the shanty town in the suburban county that is to be demolished, there is only a general address in the area. I also found out about it from the local village committee because it is about to be demolished. The updated registration is also relatively detailed. There is indeed a boy named Song Yike renting nearby, but it is a bit late now. They are not at the village committee. I asked if they need someone to follow him..."

"Let's go over first." Jiang Mo nodded and stood up, raising his hand and throwing the key to the safe back to Luo Xin, "Boss Luo, it's best to close this business as soon as it's good. The anti-pornography team has been short of performance recently, and Boss Luo probably doesn't want to How exciting is it to go to the interrogation room of the anti-pornography team?"

"Hey, Officer Jiang - that bouquet... is fine..." Luo Xian was stunned by the key to the safe, then watched the two policemen quickly walk out the door. He was about to speak without giving up, and raised his eyelids. But when he met Jiang Mo's raised eyebrows and cold eyes, he cleared his throat awkwardly and waved his hands with a playful smile.

"...walk slowly, don't send me away."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~

"Don't limit yourself to a limited life, and you will have endless sorrows for a long time."