when the moon whispers

Chapter 467: Accomplice - Apology (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Ninety-nine Apologies (Part 1)
Jiang Qing, who was cut off halfway by a sudden traffic accident, finally led the team to turn up Wandu Mountain. He pulled the intercom and shouted into the communication line to confirm the command arrangements of the arrest operation. The expert group who was analyzing the live broadcast footage and assisting the search interrupted in a whisper. Jiang Mo only managed to hear the first half of the sentence with the help of the headphones, "The attic is located on a high terrain." The second half of the mosquito-like inference was drowned out by Gu Xing's shout, "Jiang Mo, answer the phone."

Jiang Mo's ears were ringing due to the chaotic report mixed with the crackling sound of electricity in the communication line. His head was buzzing for two seconds before he raised the phone to his ear and waved his hand to signal Xiao Letian to follow Officer Wang to the buildings in the direction of the hunting ground and check them out one by one. He turned his head and glanced at the connected call, and called out in a deep voice, "Master".

"Is there any news from Song Jing?"

"You're better hurry up, kid - Jiang Qing, send two more good guys to Jiang Mo's side on the west side... I'll be there soon." Gu Xing sighed and took the time to talk to Captain Jiang. Then he seemed to put another cigarette butt to his lips, "There is indeed something going on at the hunting ground."

"Song Jing has probably been waiting for us to figure it out and find her ever since she saw the threatening video online... She cooperated faster than anyone else when we asked her about the key points, but she definitely won't take the initiative to get involved in this mess—"

Gu Xing snorted helplessly and said quickly, "The hunting grounds in Wandu Mountain do have some formal business qualifications on the surface, but the scope of private hunting is much larger than the permitted scope. In addition to wild rabbits and captive deer, they occasionally release a few boys and girls in the forest for excitement, whose true intentions are unknown or not."

Jiang Mo paused as he slowly followed: "...hunting?"

"Not as rampant as this... but not much stronger either."

Gu Xing probably turned the car onto the national highway near Wandu Mountain. The noise of the accident being handled on the road squeezed into the microphone from outside the car window.

"In addition to the registered hunting rifles and crossbows, they use anesthetic needle guns for captive animals to chase the 'prey'. After the psychological stimulation, they take the people away... The 'prey' usually has a special 'supplier'. From what Song Jing knows for sure, there are the Shengcheng Fashion Institute and Boss Luo's small entertainment company. They look for some unknown young actors who are eager to make a name for themselves. If they can take this opportunity to hook up with a rich man, they are lucky. The income from running around the hunting ground is enough for them to let go of their self-esteem."

Jiang Mo's brows suddenly furrowed: "Is Lanqiao Publishing House also one of the 'suppliers'?"

"After all, some bosses specifically like bookish girls. They smash their porcelain to pieces, and then think they are being kind enough to piece them together into the shape they want." Gu Xing really felt that there was nothing good to say, and he let out a long sigh.

“…Chen Zuohui is one of them.”

"Song Jing originally didn't want to intervene at all. Later, because of the development, she was worried that Chen Zuohui would hinder Fu'an Xingcheng's business at a critical moment, so she anonymously reported it under the pretext of illegal production and sale of animal specimens. Who would have thought that Chen Zuoyi would take over his brother's job and cause such immoral things in Wandu Mountain."

"If what Song Jing said is true, then it means that the series of hidden events that happened in the hunting grounds that were never exposed should be Song Yike's ultimate goal."

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The three villas outside the shabby fence of the hunting ground were very close together. The unmaintained wooden decorative walls had long been peeled off by the wind and rain. Jiang Mo, who arrived a step late with his SWAT brothers, followed the instructions of Officer Wang and bypassed two low buildings with broken glass windows and went straight to the door of a building with pitch-black attic windows. The door behind the house, which had been sealed for many years, was not locked, but the door panel could not be dragged at all. A lot of paint chips fell from the rusty door frame and fell freshly on the weeds and moss marks on the stone steps.

The SWAT brothers didn't dare to break the window and alert the enemy, so they had already jumped onto the eaves of the villa next door, carefully leaning over and watching for any noises coming from the target attic. Jiang Mo made a short detour, looked up at the ventilation window that seemed to have a slight gap next to the staircase landing, and beckoned Xiao Letian over with a hook. He immediately gathered some strength, clapped his hands on his knees, gritted his teeth and held him against the window, then waited for him to slowly and carefully pry open the plastic steel window that creaked at the slightest movement, and with the help of Officer Wang, who came over belatedly, he threw her junior brother into the building.

Xiao Letian banged his head against the wall with a thud, grimacing without daring to say a word. He raised his head to see the movement at the end of the stairs and got up. He rubbed his hair and tiptoed to open the back door. He grabbed Jiang Mo's sleeve and gestured to the stairs, then spoke in a breath.

"There are footprints and bloody traces of dragging. The person is here and has not run away."

Jiang Mo nodded slightly, put his hands behind his back with the pistol on his waist, straightened the slightly crooked earphones on his ears, listened to the report of "locking the suspect's position and finding a suitable location", and stood silently at the stairs.

Officer Wang quietly led his men to search the first floor. He followed the inconspicuous sound of sticky dripping from the toilet to the kitchen but failed. He followed Jiang Mo back while chewing his back teeth and carefully stopped at the stairs leading to the attic.

Jiang Mo stared silently at the door panel through which not a single light leaked, and slowly frowned.

The signal of the communication line on the top of the mountain was not very good, and the voice in the headset reporting that he was in position and waiting for instructions was a little vague. Gu Xing and Jiang Qing probably butted heads, and the two loudmouths were arguing over whether to kill Song Yike directly if he was caught committing the crime - Jiang Qing always advocated safety first and a headshot, but Gu Xing was worried that there were too many unknowns hidden in Song Yike, and bluntly put the important task of ensuring safety and saving Song Yike's life on Jiang Qing's head.

Jiang Mo listened intermittently, tapped his fingertips on the holster twice, and finally reached into his pocket, picked Song Yike's number, and tapped it lightly.

The ringing of the cell phone continued to vibrate through the door.

Jiang Mo lightly grasped the door handle, put his ear to the door, and first heard a laugh that sounded like a relieved burden. But he didn't move, and even threw his phone away. Amid the "clang" sound of the phone being smashed, there was a "click" sound of the police gun being loaded.

Jiang Mo was stunned for half a second, and without thinking too much, he grabbed Xiao Letian's collar and slammed open the rusty and loose door of the attic. Then he stepped on the soft and rotten hinges. Before he could see clearly where the muzzle of the gun in Song Yike's hand was pointing, he flew over and suddenly pounced on the man and pinned him down.

"boom!!!"

A sharp gunshot rang out from the top of the mountain.

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