when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case

Thirty-Seven Moons (Part 2)

The gray rain clouds that had been raining intermittently for nearly two days were finally completely dispersed by the raging spring breeze that had been blowing for half a night.

Jiang Mo, with his head full of chaos and dark circles hanging down to his feet, had just stood out from the competition in the guessing game and was kicked out of the market by Gu Xing and Geng Zhi along with Xiao Letian. He walked to the bureau building and sent Xiao Letian back to the intersection of their community square. He wiped the steering wheel and stopped at a gas station to replenish his supplies. He held a pocket of invoices and slips, waiting to risk his life tomorrow. Ask Deputy Geng to trick people and see how much reimbursement they can get.

The aftermath of the poisoning incident has just passed, and the murder case has caused panic again. The police station in the industrial park area has also been following the criminal investigation. If you go around half a month, you can find a person by following the route. The patrol car nestled in the corner has been wandering around the streets and alleys in the middle of the night for the past few days. Auxiliary police officer Xiao Qi, who was leaning on the window frame of the passenger seat and blowing air to refresh himself, saw Jiang Mo parking the car in the community of the old art troupe from a distance. At the door, to say hello, half of the body almost leaned out of the car window.

Jiang Mo chased the old police car from the police station for a few steps. He threw the big apple that the two deputy Geng's family members had given him when they came to the team to express condolences in his pocket through the large open window of the passenger car, and turned back. I opened the door beside the car and forgot to lock it in a blink of an eye. I looked up and saw the moon, which had been dim and dim for several nights, now hanging brightly in the sky like water.

Jiang Mo glanced at the building at the back entrance of the park. The training rooms on other floors of the DRG base are fully lit, but the room facing the terrace is dark and covered with light-blocking and dust-proof curtains. Following the direction of the room, the windows of Shao Jie's dormitory were also darkened. Only a moon-like solar night light seemed to be placed in the corner of the window sill, with a light glow flowing softly. Spend.

Jiang Mo leaned against the car door, quietly staring at the clear and clear night sky. Without thinking, he took a picture of the unattractive or even blurry moonlight with his mobile phone, and threw it to the very promising person on the other side of the dialog box. Eighty-nine were still training late-night workers, then turned around and shivered, hunched their necks, hurried back home, packed up, got into bed, fell asleep on the floor with pillows, and slept for a few hours. I glanced at the phone first, which was just before half past five o'clock in the morning, and checked the unread messages one by one. I didn't find any significant evidence and clues in the half-night scene, and then I found out among the messages that were of little use. She looked through the window and saw the moonscape appreciation reply sent to her by Shao Jie at 3:45 in the morning. Afterwards, the young contestant was wondering about something and holding it in for a few minutes. Then at four o'clock in the morning, I retracted and sent again and added a sentence that was still embarrassing.

"Then...Officer Jiang, I miss you too."

Jiang Mo rolled up the quilt and sat up. He leaned on the bedside and rubbed his eyes, laughing silently. He raked his head and suddenly felt a little carried away. He turned over and got out of bed with his mobile phone and fell a few times. Stepping forward, he pulled open the bedroom door and kicked it into the corner with a "dong" sound. He hugged his feet and skipped to the living room with a silent wail. He just heard the rustling in the kitchen and frowned. When he raised his eyes, he saw Jiang He rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. A box of milk poked its head out from under the countertop of the cupboard. There was also a freshly unpacked and unused breakfast machine tucked under his arm. He grinned and said sheepishly, "Did I disturb you?"

"I have to pack up and go out later... I just took half a night's rest." Jiang Mo was still a little dazed at first. He turned his head and saw the suitcase casually left by Teacher Jiang in the entrance hall. Then he blinked and woke up completely. He put down his legs and feet. Limping to the door of the kitchen, looking at the instant milk bread thrown everywhere, he took a half step away and leaned on the corner of the dining table: "The day before yesterday or yesterday... didn't you send a message saying that there was an extra performance? Why is this happening? Is your son back?"

Jiang He laughed when he heard this, glanced at Jiang Mo with a sneer, raised his eyebrows and turned around: "You just looked at the extra show and didn't look at the time, right? Tsk~ It was supposed to be a flight at around 11 o'clock today, and it happened to be with me in the afternoon. Your Uncle Zhou's flight back from a business trip landed on the ground, but I saw the news, the police report and so on. I guess you will have to be busy for another ten days and a half without seeing anyone... I just wanted to prepare something for you as soon as possible. The food will be sent over - I bought it all from Shenning."

"Ah..." Jiang Mo really didn't pay much attention to Jiang He's arrangements during this period, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Then... just leave it here, I will just carry it into the car later. Red Eyes It’s a long flight, so let’s get some sleep.”

"I'm so tired that I didn't even hear the door lock when I got home. How can I let you come back with an empty stomach and leave with an empty stomach? You don't know how to bring all kinds of messy things to the plate. I can make a hot breakfast for you and me, but it's more than enough." Jiang He said. He waved his arms, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands first, then picked up the newly opened breakfast machine and shook it off for a long time, "When did you buy this? Is there no manual? I haven't seen your stepfather use it..."

"It was during the Chinese New Year... Shao Jie bought it online. You dug it out somewhere - if you want to make breakfast, just heat up the milk. There is bread there, so I can just have a bite." Jiang Mo told the kitchen The pots and pans inside were not very familiar. He shook his head and prepared to wash up. He took two steps and turned back against the dining table. "By the way, Uncle Zhou came back from a business trip today, right? Wasn't he talking about potential cooperation with Shengcheng International?" What's going on? Do you have any clues?"

"What else can there be? Zhou Nan almost had an accident - anyway, it was that time. That Liang Ji looked vain. Zhou Huaiyu is not stupid. He has a clear conscience. Don't worry." Jiang He raised his eyebrows. , gave Jiang Mo reassurance: "Oh, by the way, he is going to sign the contract for the domestic branch office in the afternoon. The rented house there is similar. It will be more convenient for me to go to the dance troupe in the past few days. You can almost move there. Don’t be afraid when you come back one day and there’s no one at home... As for this old house, I’ll leave it for you and Xiao Shao to use for regular dates. Why don’t you find some time before you finish this case? Can you change the name on the real estate certificate?"

"Xiao Shao is in the park opposite. It can be used as a wedding room after renovation, but won't it be a bit small? If it's just the two of you, it's okay, but if you have a baby...it won't be enough, and Xiao Shao is old. It seems a little small, maybe I thought a little too early—" Jiang He held up the rice shovel for frying eggs and spoke more and more vigorously. He waved his arms and turned back excitedly, only to see that the figure who was leaning against the edge of the table just now was already there. He quickly slipped into the bathroom, closed the door, and put his hand under the faucet to stir it vigorously. It was really rare to see Jiang Mo being shy like this. Jiang He rushed to the bathroom door with a spatula in his hands. His daughter glanced at the knife with an incomprehensible look on her head and then withdrew back to the kitchen, baring her teeth and claws. Remove the black smoke from the quick-frozen fire in the pan.

"But I haven't had time to ask before. Have you and Uncle Zhou really thought about it?"

Jiang Mo quickly cleaned up and got dressed. He sat at the dining table with his still wet hair. He pinched the two pieces of fire that were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. He banged them on the dining table a few times, and then resignedly drank a glass. The milk that was boiling in the microwave was biting hard: "My theater performance career in France is steadily improving. After returning to China, it will be like starting all over again... And what about Eden's studies in France?"

"What do you care about him? He has no other skills in France, and he just flirts with little girls. If he hadn't been rejected by the little girl when he confessed last time, and I heard that people like people who study well, do you think he can be so good, do arithmetic and copy copybooks every day? When he came back from a kindergarten-level exam with an F, he was trembling, and his father’s IQ was wasted on him..."

Jiang He put his hands on his hips and looked at the mess in the kitchen. He turned away without seeing or bothering. He sat opposite Jiang Mo and stretched out his hand to wipe the sesame cake dregs from her mouth: "Momo, my Whether it’s family or life, you are the most important one, and I don’t want you to always feel that you are the one who can be left behind.”

"...I never thought it was wrong to marry Fu Xi and give birth to you. I have always regretted it because I couldn't bear the pain and chose to escape. I left you here alone, so that when you were only a few years old, To bear the hardship and oppression that even an adult cannot bear..."

Jiang He raised his eyes tenderly and regretfully, slowly brushed Jiang Mo's wet hair behind her ears, looked at her somewhat heavy expression and said softly: "I know you are not used to me having sex with your Uncle Zhou now. God is taking over your life, but I hope you can slowly understand that his kindness to you is never forced... I know what kind of pressure you face every day as a police officer, but even if you are early If you can stand alone, you always need someone to stand behind you... Although Shao Jie can barely be counted as one, but he is young, so I still have to wait and see, in case there really is a fight one day - "

Jiang Mo was just silent about those old things that had been forgotten. She never said a word. When she heard this, she relaxed her brows slightly, took a sip of the milk that was not so hot, and shook her head with a smile: "He should ...Don’t dare.”

"I just know that he doesn't dare-" Jiang He sneered and knocked Jiang Mo's forehead: "I have to hold you back, don't really beat the child silly..."

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows.

"...I'm leaving for work. Remember to clean up the kitchen."

"Last year everything went as planned, and this year everything will go as expected."