when the moon whispers

Chapter 500 Rose-Oil Painting (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Twelve Oil Paintings (Part 2)

There are two primary schools at the end of Shanbei Street. The tutoring institutions and small classes extend from the shops facing the street to the residential buildings. The whole road is not congested, but there are still cars flowing after 9 o'clock in the evening.

Xiao Letian hung up the phone, opened the car door, stepped on the curb and looked out casually. He saw Wen Chen across the lane, squatting next to the trash can with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked up to meet his gaze as if he sensed something, then raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up not very obviously.

"...Master just told us to go back to our own homes. Hong Xinyu's situation is related to the investigation and control of the drug enforcement department. We can ask questions, but it's best not to act rashly...As for that big brother who is very close to Tang Jia, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Xiao Letian was still a little intimidated by Wen Chen. He nodded slightly at him from across the roofs of the cars waiting for the traffic light and quickly retracted his neck back into the car. "Didn't the guy who went to buy cold medicine show up? Officer Wen and the others haven't left yet?"

"I think two brothers followed him... Hong Xinyu's place is a transit station for passing messages and notes. The guy who bought the cold medicine must have got some information about the location from him, and then went to the designated place to pick up the goods. The downstream is easy to deal with, but it's hard to say where Hong Xinyu got the information from. Wen Chen and the others can't get away for a while."

Jiang Mo held the phone in his hand with a frown on his face. He took the time to look across the street, "Master is still in a meeting at this time?"

"Of course... The Economic Investigation Bureau can't get around the brothers Liang Ming and Liang Ji when investigating Shengcheng Inter-speed's mess. Liang Ming is a discarded pawn, so it's easy to deal with, but it's a bit troublesome to get Shengcheng International to cooperate with the investigation. After all, there is no real evidence involved in the drug enforcement, and no matter how reasonable the inference is, the direction is not clear enough. It's not too much for them to deal with it in a disjointed manner... What's more, the leaders don't say anything about the development zone on the outskirts of the city, but they all stand by with their hands behind their backs and watch - I heard from my brother-in-law that Shengcheng International's investment promotion can bring in a lot of money. Senior sister, take me to the station~"

Xiao Letian pulled at the seat belt and pouted, then obediently pinched Jiang Mo's arm that was holding the phone twice, "I overheard you answering the phone just now. Your sister - the one called Fu Lefeng? What trouble did she get into again? Why did she call you?"

"I just don't know where he got into trouble again. He couldn't get in touch with Fu Xi, so he came to me to make me unhappy..."

Jiang Mo was helpless against Fu Xi's persistent "harassment". Apart from the insignificant blood relationship, she couldn't completely turn a deaf ear to it as a police officer. Jiang Mo held her breath, flicked her phone on the center console, and sighed: "Ever since she got involved with Liu Shui in an unclear way, Fu Lefeng's mind has been a little biased. Now that Liu Shui has a long-term meal ticket in prison, she has started to disappear every few days... She just said she couldn't find her a while ago, but I turned around and found out that she secretly took leave to go out and play because she was afraid of being discovered by Fu Xi... Here she goes again, she has been reported missing twice this month alone. Fortunately, I was able to ask a few questions through my connections, otherwise I would have considered it a waste of police resources--"

Xiao Letian's head started buzzing with worry as soon as he heard this: "The school doesn't care?"

"Fu Lefeng secretly took a leave of absence this time. I called her roommate and asked her about the situation. It seems that she and Fu Xi had a quarrel again. She decided to earn her own tuition and returned to the school dormitory yesterday..."

Jiang Mo smacked the word "missing" and rubbed the steering wheel vigorously. "Disappearance is no joke... There have been a lot of cases of missing women waiting to be investigated in the province in the past two years... Now there is another case of Tang Jia who is suspected to have been murdered--"

Jiang Mo has always been thinking about the causes and consequences of the missing women case. Xiao Letian roughly knows that behind the disappearance of the real culprit of the Red Mansion case overnight, there may be more unknown secrets hidden - just like the manhole near Qijia Village that has never seen the sun.

Xiao Letian patted his senior sister on the shoulder while the light was red, but she dodged away in disgust. The two of them just gestured twice at the countdown of the traffic light when Shao Jie's message popped up on Jiang Mo's phone screen with a ding-dong sound.

Xiao Letian sneered first and was about to say something teasing and funny, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw Shao Jie send a line of words that were rarely polite and suddenly poked him in the eye.

"Officer Jiang, do you still remember the missing persons we investigated during the Qijia Village charred corpse case?"

When Jiang Mo opened the security door with the key in hand, Shao Jie was not there to greet him. The lights in the living room were not even on. Only Rong Rong, who was locked outside the sliding door in the kitchen, and the dim light from the projection on the TV, reflected coldly on Shao Jie's motionless forehead.

The images playing in a loop on the screen looked like projections at an art exhibition. A young girl with indistinct features lay quietly among the blooming flowers. She could not be named, but she looked like an oil painting that passed slowly and orderly from Jiang Mo's field of vision, and then passed silently.

Jiang Mo was a little confused at first. He frowned and stared at the paintings on the screen that were looping back and forth so much that he could hardly make out the details. After a long silence, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, stretched out his arm to pick up the phone that Shao Jie had placed on the coffee table, and quickly swiped across several paintings that had obviously blurred facial features. Finally, he paused with his finger on an image of a girl with black hair like a waterfall and flowers in her hair. He dragged and enlarged the vaguely familiar face in the portrait, then was stunned for a few seconds. He stood beside Shao Jie in disbelief, motioning for him to hand the phone back.

"You just asked me if I remembered the missing persons investigated during the Qijia Village case...was it because of this painting?"

Shao Jie nodded, and his fingertips, which were about to grasp Jiang Mo's wrist, suddenly curled up and he withdrew his fingers awkwardly.

"Before... I just took a quick look when you were checking the missing persons. I didn't think this missing person case had anything to do with me at the time... But today I happened to see Manager Xu post a message about auctioning this painting on WeChat Moments. I looked carefully for a long time before I remembered the face in the painting... I actually met him once before."

"Manager Xu?"

Jiang Mo blinked, his mind a little confused. He put his arm around Shao Jie's shoulder and sat next to him in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table. "Wait a minute... why is Xu Muyang involved in this? I know you accidentally saw the photos of the missing persons in the province before, but what's the matter with this oil painting?"

"Uh... slow down." Jiang Mo sat down with her buttocks not carefully, and her knees hit the edge of the coffee table with a "bang". Shao Jie sat up straight and helped her with his hand, then turned around and rubbed Officer Jiang's knees with his palms, "The oil painting matter... Actually, it's a long story--"

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"Let's cut to the chase." Jiang Mo slapped the back of his hand hard, lowered his eyes to see a red mark that had appeared instantly, and rubbed it again with heartache. "You were investigating the Red Mansion case privately, how did you end up looking for the oil painting?"

"The murder weapon of the Red Mansion case. I saw it at the time."

Shao Jie frowned and clenched his knuckles unconsciously on Jiang Mo's knees.

"A knife with a slightly odd shape."

"... I searched around for a long time before I realized that it was a modified oil painting scraper, sharp enough to cut a person's throat in an instant, with blood gushing out... until... the victim collapsed to the ground... all the blood had been drained, his skin was as pale as snow, and his whole body fell into the melting snow... unable to move."

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