when the moon whispers

case two baby

seven innings

"Clap!"

Jiang Mo ran in a hurry, and stepped on the deserted road, which was shallowly covered with thin ice mud, and the splashed ice balls went down the boots of the Martin boots and penetrated into the ankle trousers, making Jiang Mo gasp for cold .

The showers soaked through the desolate road with few people, and the gravel and sand were muddy everywhere. Jiang Mo stepped on countless layers of mud during his sprint, and his feet slipped and stagnated, dragging the weight stuck to the soles of his shoes. The roaring crowd stopped their pace, propped their knees and let out a few rough breaths.

This group of student-like camping groups probably consisted of nearly 20 people. Aside from two or three girls who were huddled beside the campfire and dared not move, the others were surrounded by three floors inside and outside. Probably something frightening and curious happened in the middle.

Jiang Mo was not wearing a police uniform, and he called out "police" as if he had clearly identified himself, but his voice was covered by the screams of the crowd, making him hum like a mosquito—on the contrary, Jiang Mo was shocked by the sound of shock after sound. His head was buzzing, and he was very inconspicuously out of the crowd, but he didn't see the opportunity to sneak in to find out.

Jiang Mo could vaguely hear the yelling of the urn with an echo.She followed the sound for a few steps, but out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught three or two figures poking in the fields and looking around - the nearest house around them had to be two miles away. It's pretty fast.

Before police officer Jiang could think about it carefully, there was a muffled sound in the middle of the crowd.Jiang Mo immediately stepped forward, touched for a long time and was about to take out his documents, when the northwest wind suddenly rushed over to add fuel and vinegar in the freezing cold of the middle of the night without shame.Jiang Mo was a little confused, blinking his eyes and glanced at the window of the abandoned second-floor building not far away—the shadows of the broken window swayed when the wind passed by. The legend is haunted.

However, just as Jiang Mo raised his head vigilantly and was about to take a closer look, the two girls who didn't know what horrible sight they saw in the past held hands and retreated to the outer edge of the crowd in dismay. One left and one right stomped on Jiang Mo's feet firmly—— Xu was terrified by the weird things in the wilderness, and before Jiang Mo could make a sound from the pain, the two girls ran into each other first Screaming like a ghost, and a few "ghosts" caused everyone to retreat in twos and threes, panicking and giving way to a passage leading directly to the source of the noise.

More than ten pairs of terrified eyes stared at Jiang Mo, the uninvited guest.

Police officer Jiang was a little self-aware. Although his face didn't look so serious and amiable, he was good-looking, and he wouldn't go out in the middle of the night to scare people.She blinked her eyes, and suddenly realized that the group of students were probably frightened by the dangerous accident in front of them, and they were frightened and vigilant. Then she raised her hand slightly, took out her police officer's ID card, and signaled to the left and right: "Police. It happened to be nearby. I heard a cry. Come and find out-"

Jiang Mo paused for two seconds, raised his eyelids and scanned the surroundings, and then his eyes fell on one of the boys who was closer to the center of the crowd. Guided by his sideways avoidance, he bent down and half knelt in a cellar that seemed to be slightly loose. Beside the manhole cover, I stretched out my hand to lightly press it to test it. I was dazzled by the white light from the bottom of the well for a moment, squinted my eyes and looked down again.

"Did you call the police?" Jiang Mo sniffed, and was immediately stunned by the familiar and terrifying smell of burnt and rancid. Lowering his eyebrows, he turned his head and swept roughly: "First remove the windproof rope used for the tent, and then drag the person up."

After raising his head and giving a few instructions, only a few of the surrounded students were dismissed. Jiang Mo lay down on the top of the cellar well again, looked down at the face covered with stinky mud and black ash, and confirmed in a deep voice: "You are... Shao Jie's friend, classmate Han Luhan, right?"

Han Lu just cried for help at the top of his voice for a while, and now he fell down and sat in the middle of the pitch blackness. He awkwardly wiped his face with his unstained sleeve, and after careful identification for a moment, he suddenly recognized the face at the mouth of the well. , I feel that Jiang Mo's whole body is braving the Buddha's light for saving all sentient beings.

"Jiang...Officer Jiang?"

Jiang Mo felt a little amused when he heard his howling voice hoarse like a drake. To avoid being inappropriate, he cleared his throat and choked back, "I heard these friends of yours say that there are corpses down there?"

Han Lu grinned and was about to cry, feeling terribly depressed: "A lot, some of them felt burnt and black... But I took a flashlight and shone on a faceless face... It was scary—vomit—" Han Lu As he talked, he felt nauseated again, moved his head a few steps, groaned in the stench, and sniffled.

Jiang Mo couldn't bear to listen to him alone, but after thinking about the location of the case, he hesitated a little, and prudently entrusted him with a sentence: "Because the district bureau hasn't officially dispatched the police, please help me, and the police below will be dispatched. Take a photo of every corpse you see, the more careful the better...but don't force it, just don't miss it as much as possible, one is counted as one."

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When the Yunshan North Road Police Station and the Bazhuang Sub-bureau took over the scene of dumping the charred corpses in a deserted village with great fanfare and pomp and ostentation, Han Lu could vaguely discover something traceable from the putrid smell.

Several old criminal police officers from the Bazhuang branch seemed quite dissatisfied with the step-over-level intervention of Police Officer Jiang from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau.

Han Lu was wrapped in a blanket borrowed by Jiang Mo into a dirty and smelly maggot. He tremblingly accepted a very hasty witness questioning, and huddled in Jiang Mo's car with a dazed expression on his face.

In fact, he didn't think too much about Jiang Mo's hidden meaning. He just vaguely sensed that the rejected Police Officer Jiang and the District Bureau probably had a difficult competitive relationship. The reason for the rhetoric of competing for performance is no longer considered-he saw that Jiang Mo had finished greeting several leaders of the district bureau and the police station, and when he turned around, his expression was already worried, and he walked slowly with his mobile phone to ensure that Han Lu was in her sight In the inner position, while paying attention to the movement around, while talking in a low voice, frowning.

Han Lu shrunk his neck and wandered like a quail for a while, and searched and searched for the phone in his pocket from the gap in the blanket, and turned to the chat page to bombard Shao Jie who was focusing on the game career, but he felt that At that moment, the old man probably regarded him as a drunkard, and probably wouldn't even give him a look. After pondering for a while, he hesitated and sent a text message.

"You didn't come to this event, you're a big loser brother."

It was rare for Shao Jie not to give him the opportunity to continue the bombing, so he sent back a "?" for some unknown reason.

It is rare for Han Lu to seize the opportunity to talk about Shao Jie here. He was eager to take a sneak shot of Jiang Mo and send it to Shao Jie. Holding the car window with his hands, his gaze roughly flicked across the face of Han Lu who was almost caught, and he asked the first witness for his opinion without refusal.

"Our team is also interested in this case, and I would like to invite Student Han to the Municipal Bureau... You shouldn't have any problems here, right?"

Han Lu suddenly trembled a little: "I...um..."

"No problem." Jiang Mo smiled slightly, raised his hand and slapped on the car door, "Try to come with me."

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Jiang Mo kicked the gas pedal, and Han Lu spent half the night in the criminal investigation office whole.His clothes, trousers, and basketball shoes, which were covered in mud and rot from the corpse throwing site, were all stripped off by the beautiful forensic doctor of the laboratory department. He borrowed the daily clothes and slippers of an unknown police comrade, took a hot bath, wrapped himself in The oversized pink cotton jacket kindly provided by police officer Zhujiang took notes for a long time knowing everything about it.

Han Lu was really uncomfortable being surrounded and cared by all the police comrades. Taking advantage of the police officer Xiao who accompanied him all the way to get up and sort out the printed documents, he hurriedly called for help: "Come and pick up the driver, I am a good person here. It's all numb."

Shao Jie probably didn't wake up all night, and when he heard Han Lu's movement, he muttered and reacted for a long time, and a burst of anger surged into his heart: "...take your uncle's car, get out."

"Hey—don't hang up——" Han Lu yelled first, and then lowered his voice against the piercing eyes of the police uncles like a thorn behind his back, "I was almost scared to death by the corpse last night, I—"

Shao Jie answered without hesitation: "Whoever scares someone doesn't know--" Halfway through the words, he was shocked: "...No, what are you talking about? A corpse?"

Thinking of that scene now, Han Lu still couldn't help his legs go limp, covered his face and sighed: "It's hard to say... Are you in the club? Don't care where you are, come to the rivers and lakes for help, borrow a set of clothes, my clothes and pants are all It was confiscated, and now I borrowed it from the police uncle, and a big pink padded jacket from Police Officer Jiang... Thanks to my good control, otherwise I would have to sacrifice my pants..."

Shao Jie was stunned for a few seconds, and quickly caught the key words in Han Lu's words, "Officer Jiang? Where are you?"

"Criminal Investigation Detachment of Sheng'an City Bureau, I have been in his office since I sent you a message last night."

Before hanging up the phone, Han Lu urged "Hurry up" and played the game for half a day with the network and charger of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. He was dizzy from the 3D map before putting down his phone. Xiao Letian, who is a waste of a printer, came back from outside with a stack of documents, and rummaged through the staples on the desk for a long time in a daze.

Han Lu burst out laughing, watching the little policeman lick the pear dimples on his cheeks with a little baby fat, and before he turned his head to look over, he leaned over the edge of the table and picked out a box of staples from under a pile of sundries Passed it over, and from the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the desk bookshelf that had been firmly blocked just now, with a plastic-covered signed photo attached to the side.

Han Lu looked up at Xiao Letian again in surprise.

Xiao Letian blinked a little pretentiously: "This is the signature I needed for the youth training. I just got admitted to the police academy, and I still had time to go to the competition scene during the holidays. Later, Jieshen was no longer in drg... I didn't have much chance Watch the scene."

"Are you really a Shao Jie fan? I thought comrades in the police would be so upright that they wouldn't read these—"

Han Lu stayed in a daze for a long time, and finally had a chance to talk to the police about something other than the case.But before he finished speaking in a cohesive manner, just as he raised Erlang's legs with great interest, Jiang Mo strode in from the office wrapped in the cold air, and first asked how the transcripts were organized. Then I took a distracted look at Han Lu who was wrapped in a pink coat, and greeted with a smile: "I'm almost busy here. Is student Han planning to go back to school or where? One ride."

Han Lu didn't know why his brother couldn't forget the police officer's sister. Anyway, he was nervous when he saw Jiang Mo smiling at him. Erlang put his legs down obediently, put his hands on his knees, and sat aside very politely: "That... ...My friend will bring the clothes over later, I'll wait for him." Han Lu wished he could be more obedient than the little sheep at the moment, glanced at the folder in Jiang Mo's hand while speaking, and dragged the stool away with great discernment : "I... find a place to wait for a while, Officer Jiang, you are busy."

Xiao Letian looked at Han Lu's embarrassing expression a little confused, so he raised his head and glanced at his senior sister, thinking that he was quite amiable, blinked his eyes and didn't think about him, and asked a serious question: "Has the master not come back yet?"

"I just came back. I said last night that the death of the deputy director of a police station in Fengxi District has been confirmed as a suicide." Jiang Mo touched the lollipop on Gen Xiao Letian's desk, "Suicide note and suicide The motive is still being checked, and Lao Gu just went upstairs to report the situation to the High Bureau."

Xiao Letian had heard about it a little bit, but he didn't speculate deeply about the various details, so he didn't ask any more after asking. He turned his head and concentrated on sorting out the binding of the documents in his hand, and muttered inexplicably: "Why do you think the district bureau is so big? What about your reaction? You were clearly at the scene last night, but they just wanted to go through the process in a daze, saying that they would not let our detachment intervene first-hand... What kind of trick is this hiding?"

Jiang Mo didn't speak at first, turned his head to respond to Xiaomi Lu who hurried in, took a stack of developed photos and threw them on Xiao Letian's desk, pulled out one of them and pointed to Xiao Letian: "The exact ones in this photo are five Six corpses, and here are two unburnt corpses, apparently of maternal stature."

Jiang Mo tried to chew the lollipop, but his teeth hurt a bit, "Our city's sub-bureaus were withdrawn and merged, and the few small sub-bureaus next to the suburban Linxian did not move, except for the division of Linxian's jurisdiction in the suburbs. It’s just that they’ve made such fools…” Jiang Mo’s voice was very soft, as if he was just reminding him, “Otherwise, you think that Gaoju has such a drastic style of doing things, why did you keep Bazhuang? The branch doesn’t move—there are too many troubles. When I first arrived at the criminal investigation, I saw that they had unresolved cases of baby trafficking...but it’s not abduction and trafficking, stepping on this illegal border..."

Having said this, Xiao Letian was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded for a long time: "Dai——"

"I don't want to get all this out, they must actively deal with this case, it's hard to handle." Jiang Mo stopped his topic and waved his hands: "Otherwise, Master wouldn't let me take a step back last night, no matter what How to put it, if you find fault and bring back the first witness, at least we will not be passive."

Xiao Letian sighed after hearing the words: "Then this case can only be determined by Master's ability to handle it?"

Jiang Mo responded, and laughed in a low voice: "You have an abandoned baby case at hand, and it's useless to be anxious. The technology side has been busy all morning, picking out two people who can still be seen in the photo. The deceased made a simple restoration map. Although there is no three-dimensional restoration based on the bones of the corpses to make it accurate, you can inquire about the origin of the corpses of the two pregnant women to see if it has anything to do with the abandoned baby case... Whole adults always Easier to find than the origin of a fetus that has never been seen in the world."

Jiang Mo smacked the saccharine smell in his mouth, coughed like a throat, got up and took out her enamel mug that was as big as her face, poured a mug of instant coffee as water, and swayed a few steps back to her bed. Sitting firmly at the table by the window, raised her eyelids, glanced at classmate Han who jumped up with a "plop" when she got on the phone, wrapped her pink coat on her knees by the window, and waved her arms enchantingly. long time.

Seeing him fluttering like a butterfly, Jiang Mo also glanced downstairs curiously.

Shao Jie was carrying a backpack, standing in front of the main entrance of the Municipal Bureau, looking at something, then smiled, and finally noticed the flowers and butterflies in front of the upstairs window, but his sight seemed to be staggered, vague Clearly landed on Jiang Mo's side who only showed half of his face.

Jiang Mo choked, and a sip of coffee sprayed the crab-leg orchids that Geng Zhi had planted by the window.

Xiao Letian gave Jiang Mo a puzzled look.

"It's okay, I just feel that your idol is a bit..." Jiang Mo wiped his lips, and paused for two seconds: "The ghost lingers."