when the moon whispers

Chapter 483 Rose-Bag (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Four bags (above)
The explosion of the escort police car was determined to be a serious criminal case of endangering public safety and intentional homicide by dangerous means. On the day when the city held a press conference, Chen Haibin, who had been kept in the funeral home for more than a week, finally managed to restore most of his remains. He was covered with a red flag and lay quietly in the crystal coffin in the farewell hall. He was then escorted into the crematorium by the somewhat bewildered Chen Mian, where he was shattered into a handful of broken bones and a wisp of green smoke with the residual heat from the furnace.

The procedures for Chen Haibin's death in the line of duty were being expedited, but Chen Haibin's wife declined the suggestion from the second institute leader that she wait for the follow-up arrangements after the cemetery's approval of the documents. She purchased a tombstone at Longshan Cemetery on her own and, according to the funeral director's calculations, had him buried as soon as possible.

There were not many female police officers in the Second Station, and they had trouble coordinating the accompanying family members. Gu Xing had just come out of the funeral home when she was called back to the city for a meeting by Director Gao. Before she could step on the accelerator, she rolled down the window and entrusted Jiang Mo with the important task of helping to look after the orphans and widows behind Chen Haibin. Then she turned her head to glance at Xiao Letian behind Jiang Mo, pursed her lips and added: "...keep an eye on Chen Mian, don't cause trouble for your senior sister."

Xiao Letian was slightly indignant. He pouted for a while, then nodded powerlessly. He carried the dazed Chen Mian all the way from Longshan Cemetery back to his bed at home, followed Jiang Mo closely, and helped Chen Haibin's wife clean up the living room and master bedroom, which had been frequently questioned and searched by various police forces under the guise of home visits in the past week. Then, while his senior sister was comforting him and talking, he went downstairs early to browse the store, picked up a bag of bread, and sat in the passenger seat to fill his stomach.

"...Eating already? I think we'll be able to catch the last batch in the cafeteria when we return to the team later." Jiang Mo got on the car a step late and waved to thank Xiao Letian for sharing the half bread with her. "Zhou Xiaomiao said that Lao Liu seemed to be quite familiar with Officer Chen Haibin, so he wanted to send him off with a clean conscience. The cafeteria specially made some tofu buns for lunch. Save some for yourself--"

Jiang Mo wiped the steering wheel and drove onto the main road. He took the time to glance at Xiao Letian, who was choking and burping. Before he could finish his words, Xiao Letian looked at the slow-moving road, took out a blatant secretly taken photo, and handed it to the side of Jiang Mo that he could see at a glance.

"Senior Sister, did you see this cardboard bag when you were cleaning the house just now?"

Xiao Letian hadn't choked on the bread in his mouth yet. He enlarged the photo a little, then vaguely pointed at the printed words "Sheng'an Shengli Ping An Insurance" in the middle of the picture, frowned and said solemnly: "Does it look familiar to you?"

Jiang Mo looked up after half a second, without confirming or denying, but not surprised, "This insurance company... I've seen it quite often recently... Are private insurance companies so profitable?"

"Then the point is whether or not we can make money? The point is--" Xiao Letian leaned forward anxiously, leaning against the center console and preparing to give a long speech about the various tricks of this insurance company. He chewed the words several times with the bread in his mouth. Only then did he see that the worry between his senior sister's eyebrows was almost the same as his. Then he raised his eyebrows and obediently shrank back to the passenger seat with his phone in hand.

"Some time ago... my sister was thinking about buying me an insurance policy. I don't know the specific procedures for other things, but I remember this Shengli Ping An bag very clearly. She said it seemed to be divided into ordinary policies and VIP policies... The ropes for the VIP paper bags were mixed with real gold threads - these two ropes were worth a small amount of money."

Jiang Modan felt that the opportunity for the insurance company to appear was not right, but she never thought that there was such a hidden twist in this casually given paper bag. She suddenly raised her eyes, turned her head and quickly glanced at Xiao Letian's meaningful face: "Captain Zhang, who was previously involved in drug enforcement, also has this big customer version of the insurance paper bag at home?"

"The one we saw at Captain Zhang's house was mixed with gold thread. When he was giving us evidence, he was carrying an ordinary paper bag." Xiao Letian nodded firmly, folding his arms and curling his lips. "If it is an unexpected coincidence that Captain Zhang's family bought insurance in a year when they were guaranteed to receive compensation, then Officer Chen's... this coincidence is a bit too coincidental, isn't it?"

Xiao Letian scratched his head again while talking: "But... Captain Zhang's constant presence in the muddy water is understandable, but what happened to Officer Chen? If there is any mistake, it was that Song Yike and Cheng Ye had a conflict, and Cheng Ye attempted suicide and was killed in the suburban hospital when he was on duty--"

The murder case of Cheng Ye, which Song Yike had briefly mentioned, is probably far more than the one-sided part of the police investigation so far.

Jiang Mo frowned but didn't respond. Xiao Letian also seemed to be very averse to blurting out this guess. He raised his hand and twitched his lips hard, then took two bites of the tasteless bread and put it aside, pretending to be silent with his arms folded. He waited until Jiang Mo turned the car into the Municipal Bureau before he rubbed his face with all his strength, took off his seat belt, and ran happily towards the cafeteria where the smell of food was still wafting. Two smoky field vehicles turned in at lightning speed through the side door of the backyard, and then pushed and shoved a few unfamiliar faces, and squeezed into the corridor from the side door.

Jiang Mo blinked at the hustle and bustle, turned the car around and moved it into the small parking lot in the backyard. When he slammed the car door, he bumped into Zheng Siyi and Zhou Xiaomiao who had just finished their meal. He raised his chin and nodded at the huge noise in the backyard: "...It's rare to see the economic investigation department arresting people with such a big show. Those CEOs look a little unfamiliar...I think they are not Shengcheng International?"

"I don't know how, but it seems that these bosses are more or less well-known among the leaders."

Zhou Xiaomiao still held two buns in his hand. He dodged Xiao Letian's clutches when he tried to meet him and split them in half. He kicked him from a distance, then drove him into the cafeteria and waved his hand. He first grabbed Zheng Siyi's shoulders and begged her to "go along with the crowd". Then he came to Jiang Mo and said mysteriously with his lips half covered: "It is said that these big fish were not caught from Shengcheng International's net. It seems that someone reported it anonymously... Didn't the drug enforcement set a trap to catch an informant before?"

Jiang Mo didn't understand the entanglement here for a moment: "The one that Wen Chen tricked Dong Zhibo into helping him catch is called... Jiang Zhe?"

"Yes, yes, that's him. He's not the only one who's doing this. The money he has is not legitimate. A large part of it is from Liu Shui, who helps him to cash it out. After some investigation, I found out that his money seems to have been transferred through Liu Shui to the account of Liang Ming's Shengcheng Intercity Freight and Warehousing Company. The money must have a destination, right? Didn't we follow the clues before but couldn't find the direction?"

Zhou Xiaomiao raised his eyebrows. "Who would have thought that reporter Zhao came yesterday or the day before yesterday with an anonymous report to the Economic Investigation Bureau. It seemed that it was just to report the illegal online gambling. Who would have thought that the name list on the report coincided with the people to be investigated by the Economic Investigation Bureau. Now... everyone has been invited back. I guess Shengcheng International will be turned upside down as well - sooner or later."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"Day by day, month by month, learning will become brighter and brighter."