when the moon whispers

Chapter 486: Rose-Greeting (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Five Appreciation Faces (Part 2)
The status and position he had acquired was about to fall apart. From the moment he stepped into the interrogation room, Jiang Weili remained silent in a restless manner, whimpering and mumbling incoherently, and sat huddled on the narrow stool and table in the interrogation room with his head hunched over, looking as helpless as a trapped animal struggling to death.

Liu Shui and Jiang Zhe, two people who were in the same boat, were caught first. Then a group of CEOs who were entangled in the gambling scam and tried to shake off all accusations "confessed" and were given leniency. In addition, an anonymous report exposing that he had committed malicious instigation was also handed to the desk in the interrogation room. Jiang Weili's deliberate silence of "zero confession" was actually useless.

Jiang Mo stood beside the monitoring room with his arms folded, listening to the hum of mosquitoes for half an hour. With a slight hiss of toothache, he staggered back to the desk of the Criminal Investigation Brigade. He leaned over and propped up his head to look at the crowd of media reporters crowding around the main entrance of the Municipal Bureau outside the building. He smacked his tongue and frowned at Xiao Letian who was still squatting on the windowsill. "How long has Jiang Weili been doing the gambling business? Isn't there any gossip in this circle?"

"There are a lot of rumors about gangs, and there have been cases of players who organized the game being banned before, but I haven't heard of any connection with Jiang Weili. As for the specific situation... I'm not sure. Just now, he stepped into the city police station, and the next thing I saw was that the marketing account started to dig up the details of Jiang Weili's career, but it seems that no one dared to openly say that the game involved gambling. At most, they mentioned something like "according to reliable witnesses", saying that Jiang Weili was taken away from the main gate of LM's base by a police car with a hitchhiking sound - Jiang Weili didn't say anything."

Xiao Letian looked at the accidentally "sacrificed" asparagus fern with a worried look on his face. In less than twenty minutes, he found a runner in the city to bring over a row of asparagus fern and flower soil. He picked and chose the one and compared it with the one owned by Deputy Geng. He held up a pair of folding scissors and imitated a video on gardening pruning.

"But it is said that since the time when everyone was still playing games in black Internet cafes, it has not been uncommon to get together for a small game and place a small bet... After all, the Internet cafe needs funds to support a team. When Brother Jie played in the secondary league, many small bosses wanted to recruit him to join. However, it seems that because his family is strict, he has never participated. Doesn't this make it clear that he is on the opposite side of Jiang Weili? In addition, he is a bit gifted in playing games. Jiang Weili almost wants to put a sack on him and beat him—"

"It seems that he did beat him up later. Now we can settle old scores with new ones." Xiao Letian raised his head and paused for a moment: "I remember that Jiang Weili put himself on the summer transfer list right after the game ended some time ago. It seems that he felt something was wrong and wanted to leave Sheng'an as soon as possible during the transfer period... Even if the case is investigated, it will be under the name of cross-provincial and municipal joint investigation, which will be more or less hindered. It is impossible to investigate like today, driving a car to 'invite' people back to the municipal bureau."

"When reporter Zhao came to the city bureau to cooperate with the investigation yesterday, he sent me the manuscript he was going to publish. I asked Zheng Siyi and the others in the online publicity department to help take a look at it. All the paragraphs related to the investigation of the case and the possibility of affecting public opinion and causing rumors were deleted. However, if a photo of Jiang Weili being escorted into a police car was attached to it, it's hard to say what kind of messed up gossip, true or false, would be spread out of this matter."

Jiang Mo lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then shook his head slowly. "Jiang Weili is a very capable person. Even if he has some achievements and fame, he alone... can't hold the reputation of the bosses in Shengcheng in his hands."

"First it was the manager of the LM Club, then Jiang Weili. In the final analysis... the person behind this is most likely Liang Ming, who was in charge of Shengcheng International at that time..." Xiao Letian curled his lips and waved the scissors at Wen Zhu with dissatisfaction. "If you think about it this way, then... it turns out... Brother Jie returned to Sheng'an in the first place, thinking of 'squeezing' Liang Ming to LM, and then catching him in one fell swoop when he got the chance?"

Xiao Letian looked up after muttering to himself, and saw an expression of seeing through but not saying it clearly on his senior sister's face. He finally figured it out, raised his eyebrows, stood up holding the asparagus fern flowerpot, turned his head and glanced at the crowd outside the Municipal Bureau who were getting more and more louder and louder, spreading out of control to the road. "Why do I feel that there are more and more people... Are the fans here to join in the fun and make trouble?" Xiao Letian had just said half of his words when Gu Xing, who had been staying in Lao Gao's office for the whole afternoon, poked his head out of the door frame of the criminal investigation office with a phone in his hand. He knocked twice with his fingers, and called on the unlucky kids in the room who had been quiet for a while to put on their police equipment, hang up their law enforcement devices, and go downstairs to evacuate.

It was not the first time for Jiang Mo and Xiao Letian to wander among such a group of fans with somewhat biased views and actions, but they could not resist the fact that outside this excited crowd there were still a group of people who were looking for trouble. The cordon of the press area had just been drawn, and the fans who had finally been quiet for three or five minutes were provoked by someone with a rude remark, "Your brother is going to jail." They jumped up and down, and walked past Hu Xu and Wang Hao who were trying to separate them, scratching while crying in grievance. The folded nail plate scraped Hu Xu's arm, leaving several bloody streaks on the back of his hand, which he quickly blocked.

The brawl and "assault on police officers" in front of the Municipal Bureau was almost magnified into a one-sided violence under the cameras of various media platforms' live broadcast rooms. It was really a bad influence to keep shouting halfway, so in the end, under the banner of mediation, the two parties in dispute were invited to the two ends of the long table in the mediation room to argue face to face from a distance. In the end, they were so dry-mouthed that they had to wait for Jiang Mo to slowly finish writing the mediation letter, and then signed it awkwardly. Then, he hurriedly followed Jiang Mo who was leading the way, and then realized belatedly that he had shamefully run out of the side door of the backyard of the Municipal Bureau with his head covered.

Jiang Mo stood at the side entrance with his arms folded, looking at the back of the girl's head with a bow-tied ponytail. He yawned and turned back. The phone in his coat pocket suddenly vibrated, and Shao Jie's punctual greetings from after work pitifully jumped twice in Jiang Mo's chat box.

"Can you get off work today?"

Jiang Mo rubbed the frame of his phone twice, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The serious and not serious self-media outside the Municipal Bureau are watching the fun. These people will leave at about the end of the working time. Now the colleagues in the office can't leave."

Jiang Mo quickly tapped a few times in the chat box, and just as he clicked send, he heard a "ding dong" sound from behind the cover of her black car. Shao Jie, the very familiar telephone pole, coughed lightly, then poked his head out awkwardly and amusingly, and took a few steps towards Jiang Mo with a guilty conscience.

"If half of the people withdraw, Officer Jiang... could you please arrange a meeting?"

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"When will I go back and be an idler? I will watch a harp, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds."