when the moon whispers

Chapter 489 Rose-Overlap (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Seven-fold cover (above)
"Squeak-"

Jiang Mo slammed on the brakes and stopped her black box car at the intersection of the side door of the Municipal Bureau. At the same time, the off-road car in the backyard started slowly. Gu Xing started to get angry through the windshield. He threw off his seat belt and rushed to the front of Jiang Mo's car, slapping her on the hot hood and trying to pull her ears.

"Get off here, you little bastard! Are you driving a car like a tank?! How dare you drift on such a small land——"

When Jiang Mo had just tried to force Director Zhu to stay to work overtime on the phone, she had already made difficult preparations for the powder keg above her head. The car window was firmly blocking her way and she didn't dare to roll it down. She leaned over Gu Xing, who had rolled up his sleeves, and looked at Zhu Silai, who was sitting firmly on the passenger seat watching the fun. She grinned and gave a flattering smile, then raised her eyelids and met her master's helpless sneer after venting his anger for a while, turned around and took out a plastic bag from under the passenger seat, then stealthily opened the car window to the size of a finger.

"Master, if something really happened, I'm... worried about the safety of people's lives and property—"

"Blood clothes?"

Gu Xing snorted, neither saying he believed it nor didn't. He put his arms on the roof of the car, took out a cigarette box very easily, cracked a Hongtashan cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth. Without waiting for a lighter to light it up, Zhu Silai took a long step and sleepily swayed to the front of the car window. He picked up the glasses pinned on his collar and hung them on his nose. Without looking back, he took the cigarette out of Gu Xing's mouth, then spread out his palm and shook it towards the guilty Captain Gu, while leaning over to take a closer look at the garbage bag that Jiang Mo held high. He frowned at the smell of dirt and rust, lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then put the cigarette box that Captain Gu "voluntarily handed over" into his inner pocket, and raised his hand to Jiang Mo, who was clinging to the car door to avoid being punished by her master.

"Give me the clothes, park the car, and I'll give you some extra work. Senior brother, stop threatening and coercing people... One or two hours won't make a difference."

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However, although Director Zhu's words were clear and sonorous, Jiang Mo could not escape Captain Gu's resentful thoughts of going to the restaurant for a hot meal. She got out of the car and had not run two steps when she was grabbed by the back of the neck. Her ears were pulled red by her master. After looking at herself in the police mirror twice, she propped up her arms and put her hands behind her ears, and complained to Zhu Si with a pout: "Look, Old Zhu! He is killing me!"

Zhu Silai was sleep deprived, his white coat was buttoned sloppily and crookedly, and he carefully spread the small blood-stained shirt on the table, with a smirk hidden under his mask. He didn't respond, but still bent his elbow and knocked on Gu Xing who was chasing Jiang Mo in circles - Gu Xing then gave up on the steps, picked up a chair and sat down, raised his chin and nodded at the shirt of unknown origin.

"That guy surnamed Shao kept asking you if you were free to get off work on time today. It was a good thing that he couldn't contact Director Gao, otherwise the message would have been sent to Director Gao's phone... Why didn't you go to the hospital to make a date? You left him alone. You finally found a tall and handsome guy, but now he's gone - don't show your teeth and use work as an excuse... It's just that Shao has his heart set on you. I don't think you'll regret it after a long time."

Gu Xing scolded her a few times, and raised his eyebrows at Jiang Mo who was pouting and trying to refute him. He leaned on the back of the chair and held his chin, and pulled his thoughts back to the right track. He remembered that Jiang Mo mentioned it casually on the phone, "Is this kid the one that was rescued by Old Wu? His father was lame and the doctor tried to hijack him... What's his name - Feng Dong?"

"...Hmm...ah, that's him - after his legs were broken in a car accident, his wife and children ran away with someone else. He had no hope in life and went to a hospital to make trouble in an attempt to extort compensation but failed. As a result, the matter escalated into a knife-wielding hostage-taking. He is still waiting for sentencing in the Second Detention Center. When Officer Wu and his team found this kid, they said he was in a den with stray dogs and cats. He would run recklessly when he saw people, and his clothes were so dirty that you couldn't see clearly. Officer Wu was probably the only one who saw the dirty spots on his clothes... He hasn't completely recovered yet... In addition, he ran onto the road and had an accident later. The blood on Officer Wu and this little Feng Yao was mixed with the originally gray area on the jacket and covered it up... ..." Jiang Mo thought about the first few sentences that Gu Xing had said to her for a while, and then he took a few seconds to answer Gu Xing's question. He stood beside Zhu Silai with his fingertips twisted, half leaning on the edge of the table and pointed at the front of his coat. "Feng Yao was too frightened, and he hit his head at the time of the accident, which seemed to have affected his speech a little. He couldn't write many words, so I was just guessing and asking questions. Who would have thought that he actually nodded and agreed with my inference, admitting that the blood on his clothes was deliberately rubbed on by his mother so that he ran out to report the news... He happened to be protected in the arms of Officer Wu when he was injured. Logically, the front of his coat wouldn't be rubbed with such a piece of dried blood so evenly."

Gu Xing frowned, dragged his chair almost to the table, and stared at the blood in the test tube that was extracted by the cotton swab, "...How many layers of blood are there?"

"Apart from the part that is too dirty to be seen, we can roughly see the edges - traces of about two layers of overlap."

Zhu Silai frowned and paused for two seconds, "But the two layers I mentioned mean that this bloodstain should have been stained on the coat fabric at two different times... If the newer part was stained by Officer Feng Yaowu when he was in a car accident, then the bottom layer looks like an old bloodstain, which should be what Feng Yao said, his mother - or some other third person, deliberately rubbed it on."

Gu Xing picked up his phone and looked at the date, then he gasped, "But... this Feng Yao has been in our hands for a while. If he was allowed to run out to ask for help, why did he run around when he saw Old Wu and the others?... What provoked him to want to find the police today——"

Gu Xing was talking when he suddenly raised his eyelids: "What stimulated him today?"

"I'm not sure yet. Anyway, I've been sitting in the ward for so many days. It seems like I got a new caregiver arranged by the community today? I suddenly became energetic. While the caregiver was away, I sneaked out and accidentally got into Dong Zhibo's ward..."

Jiang Mo shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly: "I did contact the community caregiver, but she is a public official after all, and her resume is cleaner than mine. When we met in the hospital, Feng Yao didn't seem to have any resistance to her. But if it was an external inducement... I really don't know what to do for the time being."

"I remember Feng Yao's information was recorded at the time of the car accident when his identity was not completely confirmed. We can find out by checking the overlapping bloodstains... If the child is not lying... something is wrong? How come this doesn't just look like bloodstains--"

Zhu Silai wrinkled his face, half lying on the bloodstain that seemed to be dried and stuck to some structure. As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a breath of cold air with a bad premonition.

"If this kid is not lying... I'm afraid this bloody shirt... is more than just a missing person case."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
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