when the moon whispers

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case three girls

twelve disputes

The startled yelling in the fire escape suddenly became almost inaudible, Jiang Mo's concentrated eyebrows were suddenly raised, and he stood on tiptoe so hard that he wanted to squeeze himself into the reinforced concrete wall.

Shao Jie, who was hiding his selfishness from the side, was not so entangled.Ever since he was next to Police Officer Jiang, he hadn't paid attention to the cursing and shouting in the fire escape that could barely be cut off by the fire doors.Shao Jie drooped his eyelids, and his downcast eyes were glued to Jiang Mo's cheeks and hair. Even Police Officer Jiang didn't back away when he tiptoed to the wall for the convenience of eavesdropping. Hair, rubbing the itchy nose.

Maybe it was because of the dim lighting and the right atmosphere. A small heat wave from Jiang Mo's normal breathing unintentionally and deliberately blew on the arteries on the side of his neck. The important witness couldn't hear the buzzing of the vending machine around him at all, and his mind seemed to be surrounded by a hazy and unspeakable tulle. To borrow a sentence from the bad friend Han Lu, it was like being surrounded by The bullshit love hit the rib fan by mistake.

In the fuzzy vision, a small piece of bare neck skin above the neat neckline and the faint fragrance of shampoo almost wiped out the long-unforgettable red dress and bloody smell on the day when the murderer was arrested and met at the scene.

Shao Jie tidied up his pretentiousness regardless of time and place, took two deep breaths, reluctantly put the rationality that flew to the sky back into his pocket, and smelled the fragrance of the small piece of grapefruit that was faintly visible in front of him, Throw the kite of reason into the sky again like a broken pot.

The culprit, Comrade Jiang Mo, was awkward and annoyed because he couldn't hear the secret communication between the two inside the door panel. He turned his head and looked at Shao Jie, who was making noise out of thin air and sighing, and sucked his nose.

Shao Jie's ears turned red and it was almost ripe. He glanced around for a while, and then turned around to look at Police Officer Jiang's thin water-red eyes that were always suffocated because of his shortness of breath. He asked endlessly. He said, "Jiang Mo, are you catching a cold again?"

"Is there? No..."

Jiang Mo looked away with disapproval and guilty conscience, and was about to continue to devote himself to the eavesdropping business. At this moment, the assistant coach, who had searched all over the place but failed to find anyone, probably happened to pass behind Shao Jie——she vaguely followed Jiang Mo's path. The voice quickly ran to the vending machine and stood still. After roughly seeing the figure of Police Officer Jiang, he waved the backup USB flash drive in his hand, and was about to speak, but suddenly covered his mouth as if he had smashed his face. Looking into the corner at first glance, there is indeed a slightly entangled figure.

"Officer Jiang, this is the video file you asked me to copy—" the assistant coach covered his mouth, hesitated for a few moments before clearing his throat and pretending to be calm, "That... I don't seem to come at the right time..."

She probably didn't know how to speak, and she hesitated for a moment, but the bolt of the fire door on the side popped open with a "click", and the assistant coach looked away, and she was dumbfounded on the spot. Looking steadily at the two people who came out of the fire escape, his already foggy mind was completely confused and panicked: "Wang Yan? You and Hu Jiarui... what's going on?"

Police officer Jiang spent 5 minutes briefly explaining the supplementary investigation of Yan Sisi’s suicide case to the assistant coach who was in charge of monitoring the safety of the students, and wasted more than [-] minutes in “inviting” Wang Yan and Hu Jiarui to assist in the investigation. Patiently taking out the handcuffs, she managed to persuade the two unwilling live donkeys to cooperate with her in the car and accompany her back to the police station for a temporary overtime shift.

"Sister, police sister?"

Wang Yan leaned on the arm pillow and sat in the back of the car seat, looking thoughtfully at Jiang Mo who was standing in the cold wind and calling another police officer Xiao. The console immediately picked up his girl-picking skills of nine out of ten victories, licked his face and moved his head to the front row, betting that the female police officer in front of him was also an ordinary person who was soft but not tough, and used his brains with a little intention Guessing and probing: "... How long will we have to talk? We have an exam in two days, so it shouldn't be delayed, right?"

Jiang Mo didn't look back, just raised his eyelids and glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then pinched the chin of the unlucky guy in the passenger seat, and pushed the "invitation" away when he pushed his arm away until his nose bleeds. Changliu's little face turned around to show Wang Yan, and he helped him stuff the ball of paper that was about to fall back into his nostrils: "Hindering the police from performing their official duties, intentionally hurting people, what do you think?" "I--I didn't mean to Yes, really—brother, I really didn't see you standing by. You said you didn't pick a place to watch the excitement..."

Wang Yan was stunned in the middle of speaking, swallowed rationally, sighed as if giving up, fell back to the back seat, looked at the slowly receding scenery outside the car window, and tried to pull the lock that had been locked early a few times. The door handle collided with Jiang Mo's warning gaze in the rearview mirror in frustration.

Jiang Mo reminded him blankly: "Do you want me to lend you the handcuffs?"

Hu Jiarui, who had been watching silently, laughed unabashedly.

"Everyone wants a peacock to spread its tail..."

Wang Yan's face turned red in an instant, and he turned around in annoyance, staring at Hu Jiarui: "You—"

"Shut up! Do you really think I'm here to give you a ride?!"

Jiang Mo didn't want to waste any more of her tongue on these two people who were quarreling so worthlessly. She sternly shouted, and first poured a basin of cold water on the flames of the quarrel that might intensify, and then turned to Tilting his head and glanced at Shao Jie, who seemed to have been prepared for a long time, looked at his expression of success because he was not startled by the yelling, and smiled slightly with the corner of his mouth pressed: "Are you still bleeding? Go back to the team Make a record here and find someone to take you to the hospital?"

"Ah?...Oh."

Shao Jie pinched the bridge of his nose, which had been fine for a long time. He originally wanted to dig out the dry paper balls in his nostrils, but Jiang Mo gave him a sideways glance. Only then did he realize that Officer Jiang planned to make use of the topic. Thinking vigorously, he held his cheek obediently and obediently, and moaned in pain everywhere.

Shao Da's acting skills were mediocre, and when the scene of laughter was approaching, Jiang Mo's cell phone, which he had casually put aside, buzzed and vibrated.Shao Jie immediately threw off the illusion of being weak and unable to take care of himself, and returned to the post of mobile phone holder conscientiously again. He secretly glanced at the caller ID, opened the connection sticker, and turned to Jiang Mo's ear, who was watching the road intently, tilting his head and sighing. Reminder: "It's Zhou Nanyi."

Xiao Douding probably just cried and fussed, so he felt wronged and wronged, and he asked, "Momo, when do you get off work? You agreed to play with me for the holidays today..."

"I have to work overtime temporarily..." Jiang Mo vaguely heard Jiang He on the phone calling Zhou Nanyi to sleep, and laughed silently: "Zhou Nanyi, you haven't adjusted your French schedule yet? First Sleep...tomorrow...I should be able to go home tomorrow night."

"But you promised me yesterday to play with me today... Why is it tomorrow? Tomorrow won't be Christmas..."

Jiang Mo pondered for a while, and began to make the children happy again: "But after Christmas, there will be New Year, Spring Festival, and Lantern Festival, won't you stay in China until spring this year?  … …Furthermore, you were abroad before Christmas, right? Think about it, when will I let you go when you celebrate the Spring Festival in China?”

Zhou Nanyi grunted, as if he was about to cry. He felt that the adults who were busy with work were dishonest villains, but he was a little bit reluctant to be angry with Jiang strange, so he knocked his head on the coffee table in the living room sullenly After hesitating for a while, he agreed embarrassingly: "Then I'll trust you again... But what about the cake? Have you forgotten the cake we promised today?"

"Where is it?" Jiang Mo's eyes fluttered, and Shao Jie caught the expression that he had obviously forgotten about buying cakes.She blinked her eyes and asked for secrecy, and said a long "hmm" while thinking, glanced at the time on the console and promised: "Well, you obediently listen to Ms. Jiang, tomorrow morning, I promise you can Saw the cake."