when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
Forty-Two Ex-Wives (Part 2)
Jiang Mo carried his cell phone and walked straight to the clothes rack in the entrance. He hung up the phone and picked up his coat without thinking. He put his arms into the sleeves and suddenly realized that there was a child waiting pitifully at home. She turned around in a hurry and walked to the dining table in three steps. She apologetically held the little piece of Shao Jie's face that was written on her face, "I knew you almost left me behind in the blink of an eye." "Awkward: "I'm sorry, I have to go out."

"...Can you come back later?" Shao Jie wiped his hands with his maid's apron and ignored Jiang Mo's concern about being "snubbed due to work." "If you can come back, I will wait for you. .”

Jiang Mo obeyed Shao Jie's instructions and quickly checked the handcuff equipment he had with him. He groped for the car keys that she had thrown away in his pocket: "I'll go back to the team later. The progress of the case investigation has been delayed enough." Yes, there must be clues——"

"Then I'll go back to the base dormitory after cleaning up." Shao Jie sighed softly, looked at Jiang Mo's busy actions, turned around and took two steps towards the coffee table, picked up the car keys and threw them over. : "It just fell to the ground. I put it on the coffee table... drive slowly and pay attention to safety."

Jiang Mo laughed first, shook the key in his hand, and saluted seriously to Shao Jie who slowly walked to the door. He leaned half of his body out of the door while holding on to the security door handle. Then he suddenly paused, stepped back and grabbed hold of it. Shao Jie's collar was wrinkled by the maid's apron, and he kissed the corner of his mouth that was pursed into a line in panic and surprise. Then he looked at Shao Jie's instantly cooked face from the corner of his eye and waved his hand. He exited the door and said something with a smile.

"Let's go, I have something to report."

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Feng Qingxiang, who had just been staring at the security booth at the main entrance of the community compound, was now pacing in front of the booth with a vat of hot tea. From a distance, he saw Jiang Mo hunching his shoulders. Emerging from the cold wind in the middle of the night, I opened the gate to the community early and watched as the busy police girl quickly ran into the car, then stepped on the accelerator and got into the stagnant mist of the night.

Jiang Mo was too full, so he closed the car window to let in the wind to wake him up. He yawned twice while waiting for the red light to turn on, picked it up and threw it on the center console, playing a series of "ding ding dong dong" She checked the identity information about Chen Zuohui’s ex-wife that Gu Xing synchronized with her one by one. She memorized ten lines at a glance for a few seconds. Before exiting the lock screen, she caught a glimpse of the former wife who was sliding around before eating. He sat there and watched the Weibo page where the fans were making noise for no apparent reason. He thought for a moment and quickly dialed the phone before the signal turned green.

Xiao Letian was most likely called to stand by by Gu Xingyi. He yawned as soon as he spoke: "Senior sister... Wow... what's wrong?"

Jiang Mo rolled up the window of the car that was letting in the cool breeze: "Have you answered Master's call? Are you going to return to the team tomorrow morning or will you go back to the bureau later?"

Xiao Letian didn't wake up at all, and his words became more and more vague as he spoke: "Taking a taxi is on the way back to the team. You have to pick up that ex-wife, right? Master said he will meet you at the airport, so you don't need me to follow..."

Jiang Mo nodded slightly against the steering wheel: "That's just right. Xiaomi Lu has previously assigned accounts for various software under Qian An's real name, as well as related chat records. Do you still remember?"

"Remember." Xiao Letian became a little more energetic when he heard this, "Isn't the fact that my idol and the others were almost poisoned come from this?"

"There are still some accounts that Mi Lu compiled at that time that have not been logged in for a long time, or Qian An's phone has no software downloaded at all. See if you can log in and go through them one by one."

Jiang Mo wiped the steering wheel, turned onto the elevated ramp leading directly to the terminal, and slightly released the accelerator. "Qian An's social relationships in daily life are not complicated, but they are not so quiet online. We adjusted it before." When reading the records, the focus was on finding clues related to the heart-rending case three years ago, and other parts that were passed by were carefully read. There might be something missing."——————

When the long-distance flight that was delayed due to weather conditions landed, the sky was already struggling to see some light. There were only a few people who stayed up all night to pick up the plane. They leaned on the fence outside the airport exit with no energy and looked around at the ground staff who had not yet arrived at work.

Gu Xing spent most of the night squatting in the cold wind in the smoking area and sucked half a pack of cigarettes. The cold air wrapped around his body was stifling. Finally, there was a staff member at the exit. Jiang Mo handed him a cup of hot coffee from a 24-hour convenience store. He turned around and saw a woman with exquisite makeup dragging her suitcase and A girl of about seven or eight years old stood eagerly and hesitantly in front of the automatic door at the exit, staring at the police officer's ID card dangling in the air to confirm it several times. She just stepped on her stiletto-heeled lambskin shoes. He walked to Jiang Mo and Gu Xing with a click, threw his suitcase to Jiang Mo, who looked relatively junior, and stretched out his hand in front of Captain Gu as a token of approval.

Chen Zuohui's ex-wife Song Jing had lived abroad for a long time before Boss Chen was disemboweled and died. She had a rough idea of ​​his dirty "mandarin duck debts", but it was just a business marriage for each of them to get what they needed, and she was too lazy to intervene. Occasionally, when Chen Zuohui goes abroad to discuss business, he plays the role of a harmonious couple who only lived together for a few days, and then parted ways to find new loves the moment they said goodbye at the airport. There are many connections involved, but in the final analysis, it is just the family's great business in Fu'an Xingcheng's early years. The big ones.

"That was why he went to my place before he died."

Song Jing slowly took a sip of the tasteless coffee that was reserved for guests of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, frowned slightly, and pushed the temporarily washed mug away from her with disdain, "Where's my daughter? ?”

"She just said she was hungry, and our female police officer in the back office took her to the cafeteria for breakfast."

Jiang Mo turned his head and glanced at Gu Xing, then nodded in approval before standing up and stepping forward. He took away the cup of coffee that he disliked, squeezed a bottle of mineral water and placed it on the coffee table in front of her, "Our conditions are relatively average, but definitely We can guarantee that she won’t eat badly, and there will be police everywhere, so don’t worry.”

"I'm sorry, I don't drink this brand of water. It's just about everyone getting what they need, so there's no need to bother. I'll take my daughter away after I finish talking."

Song Jing still maintained her condescending attitude, as if she never intended to show any disrespect to the police officers present, and made her words clear and clear: "Excuse me, the two of you who picked me up are just worried that Fu'an Xingcheng is in chaos. Chen Zuohui started his career and got dividends." There are quite a few brothers who have unclean hands, and wandering around here is just to worry about their useless tricks and to make them restrain themselves a little."

"I understand, then let's be honest." Gu Xing looked at Song Jing for a while, then sighed and laughed, "Looking at this attitude, Ms. Song felt that Chen Zuohui's death was not an indiscriminate treatment from the beginning. Harmful? Then why didn’t you contact the police three years ago to explain?”

"Because I just hope Fu'an Xingcheng's surname is Chen. I actually don't care that much whether Chen Zuohui lives or dies." Song Jing shrugged her shoulders calmly and smiled.

"Besides...because Chen Zuohui came to me to discuss changing the equity in his brother's hands before his death, I have really always thought in the past three years that his death was most likely related to his brother Chen Zuoyi."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"Only smell the fragrance of flowers, don't talk about joys and sorrows. Drink tea and sing books, don't compete for the day and night."