moonlight lure

After drying her hair, she climbed into bed and when she picked up her phone, she saw the latest reminder: [Message from your puppy: Good night. ]
  She was still angry. She lowered her eyes and looked at his name on the screen, her lips tightened, and finally she couldn't help but laugh.

[Good night. ]
  Everything is silent and the moonlight is bright.

The two of them, half a city apart, fell asleep with their lips curled up tonight.

***
  The next day, the public security bureau, conference room.

"The reporter was a student from Chengdu Art College. She fell asleep after eating a piece of chewing gum during the live broadcast. It was tested that her body and the chewing gum paper contained drug M, which is consistent with what we obtained during the last seizure operation."

The young male policeman in front of the projection pressed the remote control pen in his hand, and a bar surveillance video was projected on the screen.

"This person is the talent scout that the reporter met."

People on both sides of the long table all looked at the screen. In the corridor of the bar, the man lowered his head and listened carefully to Feng Si's words, nodding respectfully from time to time.

"But there was no surveillance in the box, so we couldn't prove that the chewing gum was provided by this person."

Xu Yu paused for a moment and continued to report, "In addition, after our investigation, it is currently preliminary judged that Hongjing's D-making workshop is in the western suburbs."

Yuan also patted the shoulder of the person next to him and informed him in advance: "I will need your support then."

Ji Yanchen turned his pen and nodded without saying anything.

A map of Xijiao Pharmaceutical Factory was displayed on the screen, and a red laser point clicked on the two locations above: "The possibility is higher at these two locations."

One is on the top floor and one is underground.

Ji Yanchen stopped turning the pen in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Is this factory preparing to expand?"

The other party replied: "Yes, construction has already started. They have a new project in Hong Kong that will be placed here."

"Also that day at the hotel, our people photographed Zhang Ming meeting a mysterious man in a private room."

The photo was played on the screen, and it was obvious that the picture quality was an image taken at a long distance and under abnormal circumstances. Only half of the person's body was exposed through the crack in the door. It could be seen that he was a very burly middle-aged man. His face could not be seen clearly under the cover of his hat, and the tattoos on his arms were also blurry and not very clear.

Song Yu concluded: "There is currently too little information to determine the identity of this person."

The room was silent for a long time, and no one commented.

Ji Yanchen held the pen in silence for a moment and looked up at him: "Have you checked the suspected candidate?"

Song Yu paused: "There are several."

Four character cards were displayed on the screen. Ji Yanchen recalled the information Song Shiwei said on the way back last night. He searched the text below from left to right, and suddenly stopped at the name of the last person.

"Kim Huantae."

Yuan Ye looked at him without knowing it: "What's wrong?" He approached the seat and said with determination: "It should be him. You should check carefully."

The other party and everyone else in the room were confused: "...your intuition?"

Ji Yanchen glanced at him and replied calmly: "My informant."

Seeing that his attitude was so certain, Yuan didn't ask any more questions and motioned with his eyes to the people around him to follow up.

After the meeting, Song Yu came to the SWAT team to deliver documents, knocked on Yan Hualang's back and told him to go out for a smoke. The two of them walked to the window at the end of the corridor. Song Yu lit a fire and lowered his voice and sighed: "Brother Chen has two brushes. No wonder he was promoted after only two years here."

Yan Hualang puffed out smoke and glanced at him: "Brother Song, why did you say this?"

Captain Ji's strength as a special police officer is obvious to all in the public security system, but Song Yu, a drug police officer, is definitely not the only one who can make such a sigh.

He said in disbelief: "It took us a long time to find Zhang Ming, but Brother Chen actually has informants and information."

Yan Hualang's hand holding the cigarette was stunned. He looked at him for a long time with a complicated expression. Finally, he turned away and took a deep drag on the cigarette. He said depressedly, "You may have heard wrong. That's not Brother Chen's [informant]."

Song Yu raised his eyes without knowing why: "What is that?"

Yan Hualang struggled to hold the cigarette in his mouth until his lungs were about to explode.

As the only insider who went to the hotel scene with the anti-narcotics team that day, who knows the pain of having such huge gossip and no one can talk about it, my family!
  Brother, don't let him fool you! That's not his informant, that's his current one! ! It’s my sister-in-law!
  During the lunch break, the city prosecutor's office building was silent except for the crackling sound of the mechanical keyboard in the room deep in the corridor on the second floor.

Two figures, a man and a woman, were sitting in front of the computer. The young man had a pair of headphones hanging around his neck, and his long fingers were tapping quickly on the keyboard. His thin lips were slightly pursed, as if the situation in front of him was quite difficult.

Song Shiwei sat a little further away from the computer. She couldn't understand his operations, but she stared at the screen calmly.

Time passed by, and both of them were tense and silent.

The darknet URL and password provided by Xiaojing are time-sensitive, leaving them with very limited time to sneak in. This was actually the third time the two of them had tried to crack it. Song Shiwei's eyebrows narrowed slightly, thinking that this time he would fail again. The person on the chair finally said in a deep voice: "OK."

Song Shiwei's eyes flashed, and she put one hand on the edge of the table and leaned over to look at the screen, her eyes fixed on the flashing pictures on the screen.

The two of them stared at each other in silence for a long time, their expressions getting darker and darker. When the signal was finally interrupted, Liu Yan leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh of relief. Song Shiwei stared at the screen blankly for a moment, then stood up and patted his shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."

"I'll record the screen and send it to you later."

"it is good."

Song Shiwei went upstairs and returned to the office.

Several other people in the room had gone to the cafeteria to eat, and she was sitting alone at her workstation in the corner, her cold face looking even whiter and gloomier in the sunlight.

A brief summary of what I have learned in these few minutes is that the number of people paying for this pornographic darknet is quite large, and its operating mechanism is that when the payment exceeds a certain number of people, the next level of video content can be unlocked. For example, in the current video, the girl is showing her legs, so the next level may be her upper body, and she will go further up step by step.

This is a game that is as cruel to the victim as it is exciting to the buyer.

Song Shiwei bit her finger in ecstasy, as if she suddenly understood why Cheng Lu committed suicide.

In the few videos of her circulating on the Internet, except that she has no face, she has everything.

This cruel mechanism hangs over her head like a bomb that she knows will explode at any time but has nowhere to hide. Once all is exposed, the blow Chenglu will receive as a public figure will be devastating.

She may have foreseen her own end, so she unexpectedly chose to end her life when public opinion on the Internet was biased towards her.

Xiaojing's current situation is also dangerous.

Song Shiwei's eyes closed, feeling pressure and urgency. Although the Public Security Bureau is already investigating M Yao and Shengtian, this time is still too long for the individual victim.