when the moon whispers

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case three girls

A severed hand

It's unlucky to meet a crow's mouth——Jiang Mo casually dusted his pants twice, and his wrist, which was about to make do with it, was suspended in the air. After being reminded by Shao Jie's "friendship", she suddenly remembered that what she was wearing when she went out today seemed to be a pair of Light khaki overalls, looking down suddenly, the flying Coke almost splashed ink on her body.

Police officer Jiang was so ashamed that he couldn't explain it in words, but fortunately he was thick-skinned and looked at Shao Jie's sincere and teasing smiling face, and angrily raised his hand and slashed him with the knife.

Shao Jie is still studying Police Officer Jiang's realistic and threatening style of action. He habitually retreats to save his life and retreats less, but his backpack is hooked to a car that is riding crookedly behind him. On the handlebars of the passing bicycles—the instigator of the "meeting car" smelled of alcohol, kicked his pedals recklessly, dragged Shao Jie back unconsciously, and said while dragging: "You can really do it, I I'm still forced to come to the funeral home after drinking half of this big wine, my mother is white and fat, how could that black coal ball in the freezer be my mother, it's just nonsense..."

"Still laughing—be careful!"

Jiang Mo grabbed Shao Jie, who was almost being dragged, and tilted his head to look at the two brothers and sisters who hurried over to hold down the bicycle handle of the drunk brother—this family looked like they came from the same mold. It was picked out, but the faces of the two people who stopped the bicycle were covered with tears and snot, and the eldest brother on the bicycle was dragged to the ground, sitting cross-legged there with a dry smile: "Sleep well at home, why don't you There was a fire in the hallway..."

Shao Jie grabbed Jiang Mo's arm to barely stand still, accepted the tearful apology from the people in front of him in a panic, and subconsciously watched as the middle-aged but dependent brothers and sisters staggered back to the body disposal room. He shivered again at the sudden cry that erupted from the room a few seconds later.

"There are more situations in the body disposal room of the funeral parlor. Their forensic doctors are not comfortable after staying here for a long time." Jiang Mo tugged at the wet tissue that Shao Jie was nervously pinching, and took advantage of the situation to drag him away. Pulling back his emotions, he picked up a topic and asked him: "Why did you come here? Where's Zhao Juan?"

"I just took a call and wandered here...she's at the morgue, waiting in line for cremation after her visa is claimed." Shao Jie lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Jiang Mo, who was struggling with the stains on his trousers On the top of her head, she pursed her lips and said softly: "Zhao Juan said...she wants to take Yang Xiaoxiao home with her own hands."

"The funeral parlor in the urban area has a lot of big and small things. It may take a long time to line up for cremation. She hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet? Can her body withstand it?" Jiang Mo was impatient after rubbing his head twice. With Shao Jie's straight gaze, "Are you here to accompany? Didn't you say that you have to go to work and train in the afternoon?"

"Originally, I planned to wait to send Zhao Juan back to the hospital, but I'm catching a plane to go out to play a game this afternoon. Judging by this posture, there may be too little time—I don't know if Han Lu has class in the afternoon..." Shao Jie looked away first, The eyelashes flickered a few times quickly, and then glanced at Jiang Mo furtively, trying to find fault with her and keep in touch with her: "Officer Jiang, you are in charge of this case, so will you stay here forever? Or— —”

The more Shao Jie spoke, the more vague the request was, there was still half a sentence on his lips, and the policeman who had just solemnly and solemnly carried away the two suspects suddenly turned back and ran back one.On his arm was a coat that seemed to be torn from his struggle, and it was likely that he had exchanged his own clothes for the suspect who disobeyed discipline. The little policeman rubbed his dark forehead and gave Shao Jie a first-hand look. Then he took Jiang Mo's arm and took the man away for two steps, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jiang, the team has replied, these two brothers are the ones from Bazhuang who confessed that they stole [-] grams of goods and mortgaged their sister." To their wanted man."

Jiang Mo quickly dried up the moisture in the wet tissue, and sneered: "When I escorted my sister to Qijia Village, she ran very fast. How did my conscience find out?"

"The two of them traded goods but didn't smoke them. They were introduced to the business when they went to Fengxi Bar. They didn't succeed in speculation. Before they sold much, they were targeted by the police from other provinces. They were afraid of death and dared not come back to make troubles." Xiao Xiao The policeman gritted his molars: "I just said I was watching the news, my sister was on the list of victims, so I came back and surrendered..."

Jiang Mo frowned when he heard the words, and snorted coldly, "Stealing ashes from a funeral parlor counts as surrender?"

"It's two hundred grams, and I'm still fighting for leniency here... just this kind of bastard." The little policeman shook his head, heard someone yelling from the direction of the parking lot, and took a few steps away: "Brother Jiang, it's nothing I'll take the person involved first, and we'll meet in the bureau if we need to bring someone up."

Jiang Mo waved his hand, turned around and walked back to stand beside Shao Jie, looked at the wet tissue that Shao Jie handed to her again with drooping eyebrows, frowned and smiled silently: "You just—"

However, today is really not suitable for gossip and chatting. Before he could say a word, Police Officer Jiang's 24-hour mobile phone sang "Black Cat Sheriff" again.

Jiang Mo glanced at Shao Jie eager to continue the topic and looked forward to being unable to drop his eyes, looked at the caller ID with no notes to connect the phone, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Hello, I am the Municipal Bureau Criminal investigation..."

"Who has made several phone calls, is there something wrong?!" Before Jiang Mo finished speaking, the other end of the phone began to shout: "Who are you? If you make harassing calls again, I will call the police!"

"Police. From the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Sheng'an City." Jiang Mo stopped talking nonsense to him, and his voice sank immediately: "Wu Zhaodi—is it your daughter?"

"..." The other end of the phone seemed to be a bit grandiosely surprised. After a long silence, he asked impatiently with an accent: "Is she not dead yet?"

These words were so indifferent and vicious, Jiang Mo's throat choked for a moment, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Shao Jie, who obviously heard the voice and suppressed his emotions, swallowed it reluctantly, sighed repressedly, and told him simply without any emotion The fact that Wu Zhaodi was coerced into a surrogate||pregnancy and was brutally killed.

The man on the other end of the phone didn't seem to care, and even returned to the mahjong table, "Paper! Four—you said so much, co-authoring means that the person is dead, right? Go out and sell it to death?"

Jiang Mo's chest was clogged with turbid air, and he couldn't get up or down.Shao Jie looked at her tightly clenched fist solemnly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the wet tissue that was about to be squeezed dry by her, squatted halfway beside her, and carefully touched the sticky coke. Wipe on sugar stains.

Jiang Mo couldn't do two things at once, he vaguely paid attention to Shao Jie's movements, he shrank his legs to hide for a while but failed, his anger was soaring from the nonsense on the other end of the phone, and he had to suppress it: "This big brother you listen to me--"

"What are you talking about? What can I say?" The other end of the phone lost the cards and left the poker table in a slump. "Let her graduate from junior high school and go home to work and get married. She won't do it. She has to run away from home and leave her behind." Mom, that crazy woman and her brother don’t care, they both died in the pond in the winter. Now I have a new wife and a new son, what does it matter to me whether she dies or not? Is it dirty or not!"

The moment Jiang Mo heard the mention of the new family on the other end of the phone, it was as if he had fallen into an ice hole, and his whole body was cold inside and out: "You mean the ashes have not been claimed?"

"Aren't you a policeman? Find a place to raise it." The other side of the phone agreed to a call, and hurriedly put Jiang Mo aside: "Our family has never had this girl, don't call me again, call me to report Did you hear that!"

The other end of the phone hung up ruthlessly and decisively. Jiang Mo was stunned for a few seconds, then helplessly and powerlessly lowered his arms, and put his shoulders on Shao Jie who was seriously in front of the little cleaner: "Get up, and Huang Shiren and I hired long-term workers It's like... I can wash it when I go back, but if I can't wash it off, I don't live it that carefully." Shao Jie's backpack was too heavy, and when he stood up on his knees, he grabbed Officer Jiang's thin arm and helped him up. Put, "I just kicked the trash can because of a similar situation?"

"Hmm..." It's not the first time Police Officer Jiang's steadfast and righteous flames have been chilled by a few pots of cold water, but this time before he has time to digest himself, Shao Jie grabs the thread of this fidgety ball first , Twitching slightly: "But this girl's condition is a little more serious."

"Wu Zhaodi bit the suspect when she was about to die, which provided the most direct evidence clue for our police investigation." Jiang Mo looked down at the remaining light brown marks on his pants, and licked his back molars depressedly, " At the very least, the identity can be confirmed, and there are still relatives at home, so it is not considered an unowned corpse. I just think... at least she should be sent home."

"But I heard her family say that on the phone, she managed to escape..." Shao Jie was a little moved, and was silent for a few seconds, "Maybe it's better to let her stay here—ah—!"

Before Shao Jie finished speaking, his voice suddenly rose, which was even worse than the wailing on the phone that day——Jiang Mo first only saw Director Zhu's aging off-road vehicle from a distance, but didn't notice it. The two interns in the forensic office dragged a cart of bags and hurried past, until two blunt bangs slammed into her ears, and Shao Jie, who almost covered her vision, slammed into the closet Standing next to her, hanging whole on her neck, Jiang Mo subconsciously staggered and hugged the backpack on Shao Jie's back, supporting this thin but almost gigantic child , took a few steps, and caught a glimpse of the fat lump in the forensic room where he tripped himself and accidentally knocked over the pallet truck just now...

And the body bag was scratched, and the stump and severed hand almost rolled down a step away.

Zhu Silai, who was busy instructing the interns to put the utensils on the table, heard the uproar outside the corpse disposal room, rushed out to check the situation, waved his hand and greeted Jiang Mo, who was "carrying the family with him", and then picked up the packaged ones The corpse, raised his leg and kicked on the fat buttocks that fell in a daze: "You are not as good as Ronaldinho, you can fall over with a few corpses."

Jiang Mo couldn't help the koala, so he patted the back of Shao Jie's head, tilted his head and looked at her uncle: "Director Zhu, what's new?"

Zhu Silai blasted Fat Tuo away, and then turned his attention from Jiang Mo to the warrior hero who almost coiled Jiang Mo.

Director Zhu looked at him with ambiguous eyes, smiled curiously, cleared his throat and explained succinctly: "Gao Chuan dismembered the body, preliminarily judged suicide, the whereabouts of the middle and high level, the whereabouts can be seen at the scene There are wires and sundries pulled by the construction. Let’s go directly to the funeral home to do the inspection, put the people together, and wait for the family members to come over.”

After Zhu Silai explained a few words, he was hurriedly shouted away by Fat Tuo. Jiang Mo supported Shao Jie and couldn't stand it any longer. He patted the back of the neck of this skilled contestant, "Let go!"

Shao Jie frowned at the back of her head, trembling in a low voice: "...Is the body... still there?"

"...Brother, if you don't let go, I will soon become a corpse—" Jiang Mo's eyes were reddened by him, and he could only reach out and grab the hair on the back of Shao Jie's head, pulling him to the front of his eyes, rubbing Seeing a circle of red marks on her neck, she almost coughed up tears, "By the way...cough cough...what did you say just now? Zhao Juan?"

Shao Jie's eyes were smeared and confused, and he was talking about his frightened soul, and he looked at Jiang Mo who was almost strangled by him in apologetic embarrassment: "...I'm sorry, Officer Jiang ...I said that I have a competition abroad the day after tomorrow, and I have to leave on the plane later, can I trouble you to take care of it? Just wait until Han Lu arrives."

Jiang Mo waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, but suddenly raised his head, restraining Shao Jie's dodging gaze, and raised his eyebrows.

"It's not a big problem, anyway, I'm here until the claim handover is over. But there is a question, I think you have to answer it truthfully."

Shao Jie blinked, a little confused, so: "Is it related to the case or Yang Xiaoxiao?"

Jiang Mo shook his head, still staring at him meaningfully: "The day the surveillance was checked. What on earth did you go to Lixing West Street for?"

"..." Shao Jie was a little surprised, coughed lightly, and tried to bring back the direction of the topic: "I'm really curious about how Yang Xiaoxiao disappeared."

Jiang Mo raised his eyelids slightly, and snorted lightly, neither believing nor disbelief, following his meaning and asking: "Although we used to be classmates, Yang Xiaoxiao actually doesn't have a deep relationship with you, are you curious?" What is this for?"

"Because there was a homicide on Lixing West Street before—to be more precise, near the Red Building three years ago, and a lot of monitoring was installed to prevent dangerous incidents..." Shao Jie's face became slightly embarrassed and panicked. , his eyes were still clear, but it seemed that there were some unspeakable emotions hidden, and he suppressed and endured: "I'm really... just curious, under so many surveillance, how did Yang Xiaoxiao avoid all surveillance and disappear."

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "How do you know—"

Shao Jie interrupted Jiang Mo's speculation that he was about to diverge: "The victim at the time was my teacher when I was in school, and she was kind to a student like me who was not doing business properly."

Jiang Mo hesitated for a moment, and the unexpected speculation and harvest made her hesitate to ask for a while——Shao ​​Jie didn't seem to be lying, but he revealed very frankly that he was deliberately hiding something... Although Jiang Mo For the time being, Mo has no way of confirming whether the scarlet case three years ago left him with pain or persistent doubts.

Jiang Mo stood there with his arms hanging down, rubbing the knuckles of his index finger with his thumb, stared at Shao Jie expressionlessly for a while, and finally just reached out and patted the folds of his clothes on the outside of his arm, pretending to Without incident, he was sent to the taxi bound for the airport.

When it was dark, Han Lu was busy with his school homework and spare time work, and got Shao Jie's order to drive a car to pick up Zhao Juan, who was already out of place, back to the hospital.Jiang Mo sent the person and the ashes to the gate of the funeral parlor, followed the car door from a distance, and saw Han Lu, who had a cramp in the calf of the funeral parlor, waved his hand, turned his head and strolled outside the corpse disposal room with his pockets in his pocket. In the open space of the parking lot far away, leaning against the car door, waiting for the police comrades to send away the last grief-stricken family member of the victim.

She has been immersed in the environment of great sorrow and grief all day long, looking around exhausted and bored, her eyes wandering aimlessly halfway, and she is attracted by a touch of metallic reflection at the foot of the wall.

Jiang Mo shook his cuffs, and slowly took a closer look—it turned out to be a miniature Rubik's Cube made of metal.

It seems to be on Shao Jie's backpack.

Jiang Mo bent down to pick it up, recalled a little, and guessed that Shao Jie was accidentally scraped off when he was hooked by the drunk brother's car handle.She weighed the weight of the metal cube in her hand, looked at the bumps and scratches on the surface of the Rubik's Cube under the dim light of the parking lot, took a photo of the mess, and sent it to Shao Jie's phone, which was probably flying in the sky at the moment .

"Cinderella, is this the Rubik's cube on your backpack?"