when the moon whispers

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case three girls

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The incandescent lamps in the corridor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Office of the Sheng’an City Bureau were brightly lit day and night for more than half a month, and finally they were overwhelmed and laid off in a group. The few lamps at the door of the bathroom and at the end of the corridor that had stuck to their posts until the last moment had burned out more than half, and flickered like a sigh It flickered endlessly.

Jiang Mo left Shao Jie at the gate of his community, and with both accelerator pedals he drifted into the city bureau, hurriedly slammed the car door open, and hurriedly glanced at the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in the middle of the front yard.

She raised her eyebrows, stepped into the main building in three steps at a time, and was hit by the sleepy Xiaomi Lu who was dragged out of the tool room by a long ladder. Two incandescent light tubes, but before reaching out to grab a police officer who was stumbled by the ladder, watching him almost collapsed on the marble floor, and tenaciously helped the wall to stand firm, he was trapped Zhijian squeezed his narrowed eyes twice, turned his head bitterly and shouted, "You're back too, Officer Jiang."

"Is it the exam month? If you are tired of this virtue, tell Lao Geng that you don't have to work night shifts on weekends." Jiang Mo waved and rejected Xiaomi Lu's request to continue climbing the stairs alone, holding the light tube in one hand, and helping him Holding the end of the long ladder, "Hurry up, which floor? How many light tubes are broken all at once?"

"On the corridor outside our criminal investigation office, three were destroyed and two were flashing... Two were also broken in the house, but without delay, Captain Gu said that he would ask Uncle Song to change it during the daytime tomorrow—it was just after ten o'clock. After a while, the power distribution box in the community suddenly lost power. When Cui Zi went to the second canteen to buy supper, he heard that someone's brat had pried open the lock of the distribution box, and a big mouse got in in the middle of the night. ... When we came here for emergency repairs, the voltage of the light tubes in our corridor was unstable, and the old ones burned out, flickering like a haunted house. It's still turning over."

Xiaomi Lu raised his arms and rubbed his face to try to regain his energy. He carried the long ladder and turned into the stairwell in a rambling manner, "I was so busy a while ago, you finally got a few days off. I'm only on the night shift... that's it. It's been two days since you both relaxed..."

Jiang Mo listened absent-mindedly, then turned around the slow-walking platform before suddenly raising his head, and asked if he couldn't go to the village or go to the store.

"Is the high game coming?"

"Did you see the car parked outside? It seems that the girl who committed suicide is the daughter of a director of Sheng'an Bank." Xiaomi Lu nodded with the corner of his mouth curled up, lowered his voice slightly, and opened his eyes wide open: " Gaoju lives not far away, and came here on a bicycle. I just heard Gu Dui and Director Zhu who came back specially complained that this case is a bit difficult to handle."

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The interview and communication with the informant probably ended in a hurry before Jiang Mo arrived at the police station. The door of the reception room was wide open, and the cold incandescent light was projected on the man in a suit standing solemnly close to the door frame. A small shadow came down from the cage, slightly obscuring his unkind sight.

After carrying the ladder, Jiang Mo swayed to the door of the reception room with his pockets in his pockets, leaned forward slightly, and greeted Xiao Letian who was facing the door to appease the girl who reported the crime. I vaguely remember that there seems to be such a professional security company named "Sway" in this city——Jiang Mo didn't pay much attention, and was about to step into the reception room, but before she landed on her toes, the unwelcome man by the door The security personnel who were moving like a mountain suddenly blocked him, put up their arms and blocked Jiang Mo from the door, looked down at her indifferently, and reminded loudly: "Please show your ID."

"...?" Jiang Mo was stunned, "Dude, I'm a policeman, and I'm in the police station, and I have to show you an outsider's ID?" Brother Anbao didn't change his face, even the repeated tone remained unchanged: "Please show your ID."

Jiang Mo, who was not very friendly at first, jumped up with a "chuckle": "I repeat, the police, get out of the way!"

"Miss Yan is still underage. It is my job to strictly confirm the identity of the visitors. Please cooperate." The security brother said in a slightly more serious tone, "Please show your ID."

"Jiang Mo! Let you show your police officer's card and you will be able to show it, without losing a piece of meat. It's like a firecracker... Don't mess around when Lao Geng is not around."

Before Jiang Mo's bloody temper flared up, Zhu Silai first floated over like rain with a cup of hot milk in his hand. He sternly called the person who had already clenched his fists to stop, exerting a little force, as if to remind him. She tapped twice on the shoulder.

"... We've almost finished talking. I didn't want you to come over. The family finally went back to the country, but today there is no female policewoman on the night shift in the bureau, so there is nothing I can do. As a result, the guardian upstairs was more anxious, so Lao Gu asked Let Le Tianer make a record first. Let him send you a message, didn't you see it while driving?"

He handed the milk to Xiao Letian, who had already heard that the situation was not good, got up and walked to the door to prepare to block the fence, and after a long distance, he smiled affectionately at the girl who was still holding the milk and was still timidly crying, With his hands behind his back, he directly dragged Jiang Mo away from the place and dragged him into the office, then turned around and motioned for Xiao Letian, who was chasing after the girl to settle down, to close the door, raised his arm and knocked on Jiang Mo's head.

"The case hasn't been clarified yet, so the incident started first. Didn't you see that Gao Ju's [-] bars have all come back?"

Zhu Silai's hands were confiscated, which seemed to be a bit of a punishment. Jiang Mo felt the pain suddenly, and looked at him in confusion while holding his head.

When Director Zhu came out of the bureau chief's office not long ago, he was so suffocated that he let go of the anger. He caught a glimpse of Xiao Letian who quietly moved two steps towards his senior sister who cared about his senior sister. "...The guy downstairs is making a fuss because he wants you to show your ID. Director Yan, who is being entertained by the high bureau upstairs, brought a bodyguard and two legal counselors. When I went into the director's office to explain the situation, he even went through a security check. Absolutely. Don't be stubborn, if this case is investigated, you two brothers will have to deal with this stubborn little brother who wants documents."

"Gao Ju and my master were also prosecuted?"

It was the first time for Jiang Mo to hear about the strange incident of foreign security personnel checking the police in the police station since he was a police officer. He blinked and confirmed with Zhu Silai again and again, and let out a long "huh" in disbelief: "... What's wrong with this?"

Zhu Silai was listening to the excitement in the director's office at the time, and he didn't know much about it: "It seems that someone is engaging in some kind of malicious competition and wants to play tricks to kill him. Director Yan immediately called the police when he received the threatening email. Seeing that Tian'er's bodyguards are not leaving Personally—because if the matter is true, it may involve gangsters, and the higher-ups and the bureau still take it very seriously, otherwise Lao Gao can’t just let him mess around in his office.”

When Xiao Letian heard the words, his melon-eating expression collapsed, and he wrinkled his face when he couldn't say a word: "I didn't see him suspecting something wrong when my daughter died so badly. It would be a pity for my life to fall on me."

Jiang Mo patted him on the shoulder, reached out to take the alarm record and flipped through it roughly, frowning: "The reporter Yan Niannian... the younger sister of Yan Sisi, the deceased who committed suicide by Gao Chuan... how could this case go wrong?" Such a big battle?"