when the moon whispers

Chapter 421: Accomplice - Bouquet (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Seventy-six Bouquets (Part 1)
The rainstorm that had been brewing the entire afternoon finally came to an end.

There were a few dull rumbling thunders in the evening, and less than half an hour later, the pitch-black haze clouds overhead were torn to pieces by the wind that had been howling for most of the day. It was sunset, and I could vaguely see half of the face of the western mountain before the sun set.

It was rare for Jiang Mo to get off work on time during the investigation of a case.

She rushed back to the Municipal Bureau compound from Kangguan Avenue, dusty and dusty, holding the pile of files from the Suburban Hospital, which looked like they were waiting for the police to come and put a final conclusion on Ding Renyi's guilt. From a distance, she reluctantly accepted Huang Xingjun's solemn apology for abandoning her in the wilderness without looking back in a moment of impatience. She walked through the corridor and opened the door of the small conference room, and bumped into Zhu Silai who came to Captain Gu with a cup of coffee. Subconsciously, she put her hands behind her back to protect the brown paper bag she brought back from the Suburban Hospital, and the cold and unfinished coffee of Director Zhu splashed all over her face.

Jiang Mo looked up at the traffic light and saw that there were still more than seventy seconds left. He picked up his phone and checked the time.

The unlocked screen still had the picture of the plane painted with Doraemon that Shao Jie had taken for her out of boredom when he was waiting for the delayed flight to confirm its departure time at Shenning Airport that afternoon. She leaned against the steering wheel and lowered her head to smell the coffee smell at her collar, then raised her head and continued to aimlessly scan the road surface on both sides of the street that looked a little familiar, and then her eyes moved to the brightly lit cake shop on the first floor of the mall, and she yawned slowly and for a long time.

For no reason, Jiang Mo recalled the time when he was investigating Cheng Ye's stalking and wounding case. When he was surrounding the "gas thieves" on the street, he ran into the human-shaped telephone pole that was covered in the sweetness of cream and the spiciness of hot pot.

She blinked her eyes and thought for two or three seconds, then looked at the traffic light that turned green, wiped the steering wheel, turned to the cake shop in a daze, bought a bunch of dessert cakes, and drove back to the outside of the community, smelling the sweet smell of evaporated milk in the car.

Jiang Mo rushed into the convenience store carrying a bag full of cakes and came out with a box of Wangzai milk. He squinted his eyes at the dark training room across the wall of the cultural park. Just as he was about to deliver the snacks and cakes to the front desk on the first floor of DRG, he looked up and saw Wen Xi pulling Cheng Zi's arm and slipping out of the park gate with slippers clattering and squeezing. When he saw Jiang Mo blocking the road, his soul flew away faster than his mouth.

“Wow! Officer Jiang… Officer Jiang?!”

"You're back? I noticed the lights weren't on in the training room, so I thought your flight was delayed."

Since Wen Chen returned to the team, and after several encounters before and after the "failed poisoning" incident, Jiang Mo has become familiar with Wen Xi again. She raised her hand and handed a bag of cakes and snacks to the two of them, and glanced in the direction of the base as if unintentionally, "Shao Jie is not with you?"

"The flight delay seemed to mean that there was heavy rain in Sheng'an, right? When I came back, it wasn't raining. The plane wasn't delayed for too long. We just got back for more than an hour. There was a short break before the mid-season game. We watched a horror movie together in the conference room. There was no training. We lost the rock-paper-scissors game, so we bought snacks. It was just in time..." Wen Xi happily took the bag, raised his eyebrows and chin, and pointed at the courtyard of the art troupe across the street. "It's hard to get two days off. Brother Jie must be very kind to you, Officer Jiang. He went straight to your community after getting off the bus. He didn't tell you--" Wen Xi was halfway through her words when Cheng Zi hit her waist. She hissed and bared her teeth before she realized that Shao Jie was most likely secretly planning some surprise. He pursed his lips awkwardly, and Jiang Mo on the other side smiled knowingly. He beckoned them to bring their bags over, and picked out a box of cream squares and a box of raw chocolate from the bag of cakes. "It's not a lot, but not a small amount either. Let's go back and share them. I saw Shao Jie bought their cakes before, so they should taste okay. I'll take these two and bring them back to appease him."

Uncle Feng was on duty at the main entrance of the community of the Cultural Troupe compound tonight. Before the break, Uncle Feng basically hung out outside the duty booth. He was surprised to see Jiang Mo get off work on time, and he stuffed an apple into her mouth without saying anything. She gave him a pack of cigarettes that Director Zhu had confiscated from her master and gave her full authority to destroy.

Jiang Mo strolled slowly to the downstairs of the apartment building, looked up at the window that was filled with warm light from smoke, and let out a long sigh of relief.

She walked up the cement steps at the entrance of the apartment building as if she was homesick, and was about to rush to the front door of her house in one go, but a delivery boy squeezed in behind her, holding a bunch of fresh strawberries and quickly passed by her. Without looking back, he threw down a "sorry for the intervening time" and disappeared at the corner of the staircase landing in two steps and five steps. The heavy and anxious footsteps stopped roughly at the floor where Jiang Mo's house was - and then Jiang Mo heard the sound of a door lock popping open, and a "thank you" in a very familiar tone and volume.

Jiang Mo blinked, raised his head and looked at the flash delivery guy who was sweating profusely after finishing his work in a hurry. He nodded and greeted him with a bit of amusement and curved his eyebrows.

She walked lightly and stood in front of the door. She could hear the endless chattering inside by just leaning her head slightly closer to the door. Jiang Mo held the key in his hand but didn't rush to open the door. He waited until the rustling noises on the other side of the door had completely stopped before clearing his throat. He raised his eyebrows and slowly opened the security door. He raised his eyes and saw Shao Jie wearing the apron of a maid's uniform, holding a bunch of strawberries, leaning against the entrance in a slightly seductive manner.

Jiang Mo didn't say anything at first. He went into the room, closed the door, put on slippers, stared at Shao Jie's face that was almost unable to hold back for a while in silence, then burst out laughing and couldn't open his eyes.

"Hiss... I finally planned a surprise... but your smile ruined the atmosphere."

Shao Jie pouted but couldn't hold back his smile, and he completed this ritual step by step with unwavering determination. He stuffed the bouquet of strawberries into Jiang Mo's arms and took a photo with them. He also took the cake and milk that Jiang Mo brought with him, and placed them all neatly on the floor of the entrance, then spread his arms to block Jiang Mo.

"It's enough as long as the intention is there - hug me later. I've been running outside for two days and I just got coffee all over myself without taking a shower." Jiang Mo raised his hand to support Shao Jie's head. Seeing that she was indifferent, he was about to take the initiative to hug her. Following the slight noise beside the entrance shelf, he turned his head slightly, blinked his eyes and looked at a crab that was waving its claws vigorously for a few seconds, then pinched Shao Jie's chin and said in the direction of the domineering man.

"We'll talk about whether it's romantic or not later. I'm afraid these jailbreakers are going to run away."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"When you use it to give up, your actions are hidden in me, so why not sit back and watch them."