when the moon whispers

Chapter 399 Accomplice - Place of Origin (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Sixty-five Birthplace (Part 1)
The process of identifying relevant suspects in the "10" (the time when the first case occurred four years ago) series of murders and mutilations in Sheng'an City and submitting applications for joint investigation by public security organs in other provinces and cities was a bit slow. The freshly stamped red-headed document was just taken back to the Criminal Investigation Department by Gu Xing, who was blocking the leader's door with a box of spicy beef noodles in the middle of the night. At around four in the morning, Lin Yu braved the pitch-black sky and dragged the drowsy Huang Xingjun straight to the train station. They sat in Jiang Mo's car and rushed to the green train that was less than six o'clock, and rushed to Jinbai County where Song Wanwan's hometown was.

Jiang Mo leaned on the steering wheel and looked up at the foggy sky outside the car window. He slowly put the car in the station entrance and exit, which was still empty and empty, and turned on the lights. He signaled Xiaomilu, who had just come out from the snack bar in the east square with a bag of breakfast, to take a few steps forward.

Xiaomi Lu quickly ran into the car and fastened her seat belt, straightened her elegant little glasses, hung the newly-launched meat buns and the cup of millet porridge on the cup holder within Jiang Mo's reach, and glanced at the guard box at the parking lot. The intelligent recognition of the parking time was only one second away from the start of billing. He held up the frame and blinked: "Save three dollars - don't you have a bite to eat on the roadside first, Officer Jiang? Go directly to the nursing home?"

"Eat your food, we'll take advantage of the traffic light later." Jiang Mo glanced at the time on his watch, turned to look at the street sign above the road, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally turned the car to the train. Next to the station stood the old Hongqiao who was much older than Jiang Mo. "Take a detour and go to the intersection of the job market."

Xiao Milu held the bun and bit into half of it. The corner of his mouth was burnt red by the fresh steam. He took out a packet of paper towels from his pocket and dipped it in carefully. He raised his eyebrows to test: "That little security guard? I said before..." After he left the Shanqian bar, he took the suburban train and worked in the small square of the job market to recuperate. "Do you think he is lying?"

"Someone is staring at him. He can't tell any big lies, but he is always thinking about him... Let's make sure."

Jiang Mo glanced at the porridge on the cup holder with one hand, rubbed a straw with one hand and poked it on it: "He and Xue Yilian had an encounter at the Shanqian bar. They were bullied and had a criminal record. I always feel a little uneasy... …It just so happens that it’s still early. The sanatorium on the outskirts of the city is still privately owned and only opens at 8:30 every day. If you go there too early, there won’t be many people.”

"...But Xue Yilian's hometown in late Song Dynasty is Jinbai County. Isn't Song Yike's hometown in the same region as theirs?"

Mi Lu hissed, taking a few puffs of the bun, and shook the water vapor that floated out of the bun and hot porridge and stuck to the lenses, "Gu Dui seemed to have been thinking about this before, but he just couldn't find it. What clues can directly or indirectly prove the connection between them..."

"That's why Master hurriedly asked Lin Zuhuang to go to Jinbai County in person...the social relations and traces of these people's movements in Sheng'an City were basically ruined - Xue Yilian was okay, after all, he was next to his roommate His identity was closely related to that of the suspect, and he disappeared without a trace after his identity was exposed. But judging from the time of the recent cases, at least... when Chen Zuoyi confirmed his death, Xue Yilian did have sufficient dissatisfaction. Proof of presence - she was our key investigator at that time, and even if she only appeared near the scene, there would not be any clues that were not discovered. But she kept it secret, so she was probably not just an insider - "

Jiang Mo took a sip of the millet porridge, burned his upper teeth and trembled violently. He half-squinted one eye and looked at the bicycles piled up with signs at the intersection of the talent market in the distance. He lifted the accelerator slightly, Slowly sliding the car across the intersection of the small square, "If you fail to protect yourself, you are shielding your accomplices..."

The suburban commuter bus was parked on the side of the road with its manual sliding door open. There are a few trains on the fixed line every day, and the people coming and going are all acquaintances. The driver squatted on the door step holding a large portion of potato shredded tofu skin burrito, and held a bag next to him in a serious manner. The bricklayer who was doing his job learned it in a systematic way, and his voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly through the car doors and windows.

"...I ran back from the bus at night and found out that I was blind and didn't even look. I just picked up those people on that bus. They all looked familiar. What else could I do? Someone accidentally grabbed me. I'm going to ask someone to compensate me after I've found them one by one? It's not easy for everyone to do this every day. Besides, my car is too old to make a mistake, brother--" The driver turned slightly and said, He propped up his arms and gestured for repairs, and then successfully upgraded them to semi-automatic and semi-manual sliding doors. "It's pretty good now. As long as it's not scrapped, I'll just make do with it... It's just not very strict. I think the man who repaired the bicycle Are there any scrap tires there? It would be just right to put them on -"

Xiaomi Lu was probably not too distracted to listen to these trivial gossips on the street. His mind was only focused on looking for Xiao Song's security guard. He stretched his neck and scanned the street with concentration, and finally choked while chewing the bun. After a moment, he opened his eyes and knocked on his chest, muttered in a crooked voice, turned his head and reached out to pat Jiang Mo, who was looking distractedly in the direction of the bus.

Jiang Mo chewed thoughtfully on the unwashed and gritty pebbles in the rice porridge. He rolled down the window and turned his head to take a sip. Then he slowly withdrew his gaze and followed the direction pointed by Xiaomi Lu with his raised finger. He frowned.

Song Yike is sitting on the sculpture base in the small square holding a backpack. He was sullen and only focused on picking his hands. He probably had reached a tacit understanding with the elder brother who was working next to him, and worked next to him. The eldest brother didn't say much. He sat there sideways with his legs crossed. After a long while, as if he were treating his own child, he quietly broke off half a piece of his own homemade steamed buns for Song Yike.

Xiao Milu slurped the hot porridge down his throat for a long time, "...he is really here. Then...when Chai Qing's accident happened, the passenger who was going to the suburbs should have returned...or should I say -"

"Over there at the police station, I saw Tian'er squatting at the intersection and staring. There can be no mistake in this itinerary and route -" Jiang Mo frowned and turned the car to the side of the road. He quickly finished the still hot breakfast at hand and raised his hand. With a slight signal from his chin, he jumped off the pedal next to the car. He moved his hands to avoid the voice from the left to the right, "Boss, there is still work on the construction site for decoration." He walked directly in front of Song Yike and took the man who just got off the car. Two unopened bottles of mineral water were handed to Song Yike and the elder brother beside him.

Song Yike also just choked on the dried buns and choked her neck. He looked up at Jiang Mo in the direction of the water bottle, a little dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time before reaching out to take it. He awkwardly held the bun and unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip. Then he handed it over to his elder brother who was eager to start working next to him. With an inquiring gaze, he introduced in a low voice.

"Brother Hong, this is a police officer from the Municipal Bureau of Criminal Investigation, his surname is Jiang."

Jiang Mo nodded and shook his hand.

"Jiang Mo."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
“When I take a pillow in the breeze and dream of pothos, Nanke is everywhere in the world.”