when the moon whispers

case three girls


21 cheating


The case of Bazhuang Fengxi has been uprooted and advanced so far, and the root system hidden in the ground is far denser and finer than expected.


Cases, large and small, piled up on top of their heads. To be honest, Jiang Mo and Wen Chen actually met each other in a hurry in the corridor outside the criminal investigation office that day. After that, let alone the phone, they couldn't even meet and greet each other. Together.


Although it doesn't matter whether they got into trouble while studying in high school or ran on the playground in the police academy. After a long conversation, the little flame of friendship had just been re-ignited in a half-embarrassed way, when Wen Chen suddenly heard Jiang Mo's hoarse voice, and inexplicably felt that the abrupt and presumptuous phone call had changed a bit.


But business matters right now.


"That--uh... I said don't be angry first." Wen Chen staggered for a while, more presumptuously, but asked sincerely: "Do you... have a father?"


"..."


"...Aren't you talking nonsense?" Jiang Mo rolled his eyes inexplicably, and was so speechless that he didn't know where to start cursing: "Can I still jump out of the cracks in the rocks without my father?"


"No...I know...but that—" Wen Chen was also amused by the stupidity of his question: "I mean your father has been running for many years, I don't know if your father is Still alive - I haven't heard you say..."


"I'm alive, I'm living quite well. No, big brother? I heard early this morning that your detachment went out to investigate. What does your case have to do with whether you're father or not—" Jiang Mo stared down at the upper of the shoe Dazed by the traces of dryness and appearance after being stained with snow cement soup, the voice suddenly paused, and finally realized something belatedly, and suddenly tightened the eyebrows: "Did something happen to a girl named Fu Lefeng?" ?”


"It seems that there is such a number one person?"


Wen Chen probably had a headache for a long time because of the things in front of him. Hearing Jiang Mo's words, he was relieved, but afraid that she would misunderstand, so he figured out some misunderstanding of life and death, so he hurriedly explained: " It's not a big deal, you're a nice person, it's our side that's carrying out the mission... I've been made quite a fuss by this girl."


The matter also started with the anti-drug detachment's inventory of bars, nightclubs, ktv, clubs and a series of entertainment venues in various districts.


The Sugar Bar has been in operation for many years, and it is regarded as one of the important strongholds for power and money transactions, gangsters and drugs in Fengxi District. The network of relationships that came and went and colluded has been ruined and declined, and countless disgusting tentacles have been extended, burrowed into the underground river ditches, and spread silently to all parts of the city, and then continued to spread them in an extremely low-cost way. Spread out.


Liu Shui is one of the most cunning and most extensive contacts among the many tentacles that are constantly being cut off.


"This Liu Shui, unlike the free-range chickens caught in captivity before, the range of activities will not go to Fengxi or outside Bazhuang - this guy doesn't do small business, and he hardly hoards things in his hands. To put it bluntly, it is an intermediary, relying on helping Suge Bar to introduce cooperative stores, earning commissions in the middle, and supporting myself and a few younger brothers who are close to me."


Wen Chen briefly summed up a few words, and sighed chaotically: "We have been watching him for a while, because the few fish he has been in contact with have been sinking in the water. But after Fengxi's action, he followed It was silent, eating, drinking and having fun when there was nothing to do, and the two little girlfriends came in turn. But when we checked with the Guanpianer Police Station as planned, we found that he was a little restless, and we were worried that he was testing us. What's the plan here, I didn't expect him to get into the hotel that we are routinely inspecting today, and even clashed with people in front of a bunch of policemen."


Jiang Mo's few words directly heard one head and two heads, remembering that Yao Yicai had just mentioned the quarrel incident, his brows were almost twisted into hemp ropes: "...with Fu Lefeng?"


"Coincidentally, I've been taking this girl with me for the past few days." Wen Chen occasionally heard about Jiang Mo's temper that has grown year by year, and cleared his throat to advise in advance: "We came in the name of the police station. When troubles arise, Liu Shui Obviously in a state of drunkenness, the police station wants to take everyone back together, this girl named Fu Lefeng quit, she lied and stalked everything at a young age... The plea failed and moved you out, saying you were her sister, If you don't come, she will lie on the ground and can't get up. I'll send you a photo to make sure. If you're not busy right now, I really need you to come. The two female policemen at the police station couldn't stop her, they scratched their faces It took a while, just to cooperate with the matter of understanding the situation, afraid of startling Liu Shui, I dare not make too much action."


"...Their family is about to report missing, but she is having a good time." Jiang Mo quickly checked the photo, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Xiao Letian approaching him, raised his chin slightly, and clicked on the phone. : "Bring Liu Shui and Fu Lefeng back - will it affect your follow-up -"


"I know the person who was beaten, just let him vent his anger. We have already negotiated a settlement, and we will bring Liu Shui and that Fu Lefeng back to sober up later, and this article will be over."


Wen Chen took a breath and gave a wry smile. Hearing this posture, he seemed to be injured. He half-covered the microphone and hurriedly talked with his colleagues at the police station for a while, then turned his head and told Jiang Mo: "You will know my fist when you come. It was called by some unofficial ancestor...don't drive the police car later, I'll send you the address."


Xiao Letian struggled for a long time but failed to break through He Na's psychological defense. He stood beside Jiang Mo with his head drooping in frustration, and listened to the sentence on the phone in a daze, "What's the matter, sister? Master?" Looking for you?"


"It's not Lao Gu—Wen Chen. Just return to the team." Jiang Mo scratched the top of his head expressionlessly, and knocked on his phone in a bad mood: "I have to drive the car for a while. Don't let Xiao Cui drive over to pick you up?"


"Ah? ... Hey - take a taxi or bus, wait for Cui Liang or Xiaomi Lu to drive over, it's not midnight? Anyway, Wang Yan and Hu Jiarui can't stay here now, I'll go first Check the surveillance in the school, and then I can figure it out myself." Xiao Letian didn't react for a while, and took advantage of the situation to catch up with the conversation, then looked at Jiang Mo with a look of being taken advantage of and asked back: "What's wrong, senior sister? ,need my help?"


"It's nothing—" Jiang Mo spent half a second convincing himself that he was studying to do good deeds to help his colleagues in the anti-drug industry solve difficulties. My sister. It caused a mess, so I'll go and take a look."


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As soon as the little policeman with the word "immature" written on his forehead turned around, He Na, who raised the corners of her lips and smiled brightly for a long time, bit her lower lip viciously, and frowned.


She silently paid attention to the female police officer who had walked to the elevator entrance to make a phone call—it seemed that her name was Jiang Mo, and took advantage of the opportunity to gouged out the back of the head of the police officer Xiao who had been entangled for a long time and refused to let go, and unconsciously turned her chest work card, and quickly turned to the staff passage not far from the right hand side of the consulting room.


A gold-rimmed glasses in a four-piece formal suit stood silently in the stairwell with the door open.


He was tall, with two books and a tablet under his arms, his breathing was so shallow that he hardly had any breath, and he was cold and upright like a model puppet standing in front of him.


He Na was taken aback by him, and the moment she saw this face clearly, her whole body trembled in amazement. She took two wrong steps back majestically, as if she had just thought of turning around and running away, when she was caught by the golden glasses in front of her. He clamped his left hand gentlemanly.


He stretched out his index finger, pressed it to his lips very lightly, and then smiled silently.


"...Mr. He, long time no see."