when the moon whispers

Chapter 488 Rose-Doll (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Six Dolls (Part 2)
Shao Da's dating plan, which he had been "colluding and spying" on in advance and secretly "planning" for a long time, was abruptly stopped by a phone call from the Central Hospital without any warning and at a critical moment, less than two minutes before the start of the movie.

Jiang Mo pretended to hesitate for five seconds, then sincerely patted the electric pole kid's head on the hair that was drooping visibly, and tried to comfort him gently.

Shao Jie was originally planning to turn his head away with some dignity, but before he could straighten his back and look up, Jiang Mo's words, "Anyway, we're not investigating the case, do you want to come with me?" made him lose all his temper.

He pouted a little deliberately, and kept silent for three to five minutes, then turned around and stuffed the two movie tickets that had just started into the hands of a fan brother who recognized his name at the garage elevator door. He reluctantly suppressed the excitement on the corners of his mouth, followed Jiang Mo step by step, and ran and stumbled to the passenger seat.

At this time, the traffic in the middle of the business district was almost jammed to the vicinity of the Central Hospital. The journey that usually took about ten minutes took more than half an hour. When Jiang Mo hurriedly took Shao Jie to open the sliding door of Dong Zhibo's ward, the little guy whose behavior was described by Dong Zhibo as extremely strange on the phone had already tiredly slumped at the end of his bed and had fallen asleep for half an hour.

The little one knelt on the edge of the bed, holding a pile of coats and clothes that he had found from somewhere. His small body was curled up tightly, and his gentle breathing sounded like the low sobs of a baby animal, and he was painfully trapped in a nightmare of shallow sleep.

Dong Zhibo must have pricked up his ears a long time ago and heard the deliberately subdued footsteps in the corridor. When the door was pushed open, he had already moved slowly to the door with the bandage on his wound in his hand. He straightened his body a little, and then pulled the wound that was almost healed before he was discharged from the hospital with too much force, and hissed with a grin.

However, before he could raise the corner of his mouth and greet Jiang Mo in a relaxed manner, he saw a familiar-looking big guy staggering into the ward like a follower, nodding at him a little unfamiliarly, then hugging the teddy bear in his arms, leaning against him with great sense of propriety, and standing guard in front of the door frame like a door god.

"It's a rare opportunity to get off work on time to go out on a date, but you're really in a hurry to make this call."

Jiang Mo first glanced at Dong Zhibo, whose expression changed for a moment, then turned around and followed his slightly hostile gaze to look at Shao Jie's innocent face. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and leaned sideways to hide in this tiny moment. He lowered his eyes to look at the dried and tattered bloodstains on the clothes in the little guy's arms, and frowned, "He seems to be... the child that Officer Wu saved during the car accident? His name is-Feng...Feng Yao?"

"It should be him. I saw the ward number written on the treatment band on his wrist. We can find out by asking at the nurse station."

Dong Zhibo nodded, slightly pulled the blackout curtain in front of the bed, and gently gathered Feng Yao in the quiet shadow: "It seems that his parents have not been contacted? Anyway, I heard from the nurse station that the people from the neighborhood committee where the child is registered are taking turns to take care of him. He is in the hospital for treatment and has not been sent to a welfare institution for the time being. I guess the person on duty today left his post without permission for some reason, and he probably took this opportunity to sneak out. I don’t know how long he wandered around, and he didn’t say a word when he got lost. He followed a person in a police uniform, and the result was-"

"Wen Chen was interrogated today, and the drug enforcement department sent someone over?" Jiang Mo thought for a few seconds, and frowned as if something was wrong. "Feng Yao's father's medical dispute with a knife has not been resolved yet. He is in the Second Institution, so it's normal that we can't contact him. Can't his mother find him either? This bloody shirt is so dirty... It seems to be the one he wore when he had a car accident? Didn't the hospital throw it away and replace it with a new one? When he and Officer Wu were sent to the hospital, Shao Jie and I happened to be there, and we have seen this shirt before - he... This is... He didn't say anything?"

"He didn't say anything." Dong Zhibo heard the two names in Jiang Mo's voice, and curled his lips with a bit of toothache, "When the police from the drug enforcement department came to question me, I was on an IV drip... I slept until just now in a daze. When I opened my eyes, I heard rustling noises in the corner before turning on the light. I-I thought... it was Jiang Zhe's gang... who wanted revenge."

Dong Zhibo's voice trembled. He realized it belatedly and was cowardly for a long time. He swallowed and continued in a hoarse voice with his chin raised towards the direction of the bed curtain: "When I called you, he came to my bed and poked his head out from under the bed curtain--" As if to confirm what Dong Zhibo said, the little one who had just been sleeping jumped off the bed with a "bang", rubbed his eyes and came out from under the bed curtain, first tilted his head to look at Dong Zhibo for a while, then turned his head to stare at Jiang Mo seriously for a while, and finally his eyes wandered around and fell on the teddy bear in Shao Jie's arms, pretending not to care, and his gaze was fixed on it.

Shao Jie looked at the little guy and lowered his eyes in silence for two seconds. He calmly and confidently hid the doll behind him.

Jiang Mo looked around and felt like laughing. He took a step forward and tapped the little boy's head with his hand. "That little bear belongs to my brother. Can I bring one to you next time I come to see you?"

Shao Jie blinked and laughed for a moment.

"Officer Jiang, we are a generation apart."

"That's enough." Jiang Mo didn't look back, but shrugged his shoulders indifferently, leaned forward and half-knelt beside Feng Yao, "Did you find this place with the people in police uniforms? Do you have something to say to the police uncle or aunt?"

Feng Yao's eyes were wide open, with half curiosity and half panic in them. He looked him up and down, left and right, then took two steps towards Dong Zhibo, who was also wearing a hospital gown and was in the same situation as him. He hugged the tattered and bloody clothes in his arms tighter, not daring to move.

Jiang Mo pondered for a while, then took out his police officer ID and showed it to the trembling little Feng Yao with the police badge on it. As expected, his eyes lit up, and he mustered up the courage to take two steps towards Jiang Mo. Then he hesitated and loosened the blood-stained clothes in his arms, and reluctantly handed it to Jiang Mo, scratching the dirty marks with his nails again and again.

The fishy, ​​rusty and sour smell on the blood-stained clothes made Jiang Mo frown.

She raised her head to signal Shao Jie to turn on the light, then she carefully half-held the dried bloodstain that Feng Yao handed to her. She rubbed the dried rusty red color twice as if she was not brave enough to confirm it. After thinking for a while, she held up the flashlight on her mobile phone and slowly shone it from the side at the small dirty mark on the inner collar. Her breathing suddenly stopped.

"The bloodstains are covered. In addition to the bloodstains on your clothes when Officer Wu rescued you, there was another person who, after being seriously injured, intentionally rubbed bloodstains on an obvious part of your clothes? If what I said is correct, nod your head."

Feng Yao murmured something with difficulty in his throat, but he couldn't utter a complete word. His face turned red, and then he nodded heavily.

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"Floating clouds and flying catkins, my shadow is cast on the red sleeves."