when the moon whispers

Chapter 510: Rose-Purchase (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Seventeenth Receipt (Part 2)

Turpentine is not a rare item and has nothing to do with the word "contraband". Regardless of whether it is used for industrial, medical or artistic purposes, the purchasing channels of online shopping or store sales are basically unobstructed. Following this ambiguous clue to the end is basically a waste of time.

“…It’s all in vain.”

Jiang Mo was holding Shao Jie's keychain, sitting in front of Zhu Silai's desk, feeling a little depressed, holding his breath and humming in frustration. Gu Xing sat in front of the coffee table and couldn't bear to watch, but he really didn't have the conscience of a teacher, so he took the chopsticks from the takeaway bag and threw them at the back of Jiang Mo's head in an annoying way. He was having a good time teasing cats and dogs, and accidentally misjudged his aim, and a pair of unopened disposable chopsticks just poked right into Zhu Silai's half-jar of imported coffee soup, which was so bitter that it went straight to the top of his head and was extremely expensive.

Zhu Silai was not angry. He just raised his eyelids and glared at Gu Xing who was standing at attention. His gaze stayed there for a few seconds before slowly moving back to the top of Jiang Mo's head, which was leaning on the desk. He slightly moved the computer screen and said, "It's not completely empty."

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, then he sat up straight, turned his head and stared at the digital chemical formula on the screen, which he didn't understand at all. He blinked and took a deep breath, "This is..."

"These are turpentines for industrial, medical and artistic use. They are relatively common mixed proportions in different usage scenarios. Although based on past experience, I suspect that the turpentine on Shao Jie's keychain is most likely turpentine for art, but..." Zhu Silai paused for a moment, glanced at Gu Xing, who tilted his head whenever he was mentioned, and snorted, "To be on the safe side, it's best to check all the turpentines for different purposes. At least we can first clarify the direction of use, and then compare the brands one by one...it can always reduce the scope of investigation."

The suspect of the Red Mansion case had thrown a stone to test the water first, and Jiang Mo really didn't have the patience to wait. After Zhu Silai's reminder and Gu Xing's nod, she rushed out, and before the drugstores, paint and decoration supply stores, and art supply stores in the city closed and locked, she loaded half of the trunk with turpentine of different brands, specifications, and uses and returned to the Municipal Bureau. She wiped the steering wheel and turned the front of the car into the side door of the backyard. At a glance, she saw several familiar but rarely encountered field service cars occupying almost all the parking spaces in the Municipal Bureau compound.

The familiar and unfamiliar faces who were smoking and waiting for their assignments gathered in front of the inconspicuous flower bed. They cast a vigilant glance at Jiang Mo's jeep, which was drifting, and then looked at Jiang Mo's pretty face, which had the support of Captain Gu and was somewhat famous in the police system, and nodded indifferently.

Jiang Mo stepped on the brakes in a hurry. As soon as the car door opened, Xiao Letian stuck his head out through the creaking plastic-steel window at the end of the corridor on the floor where the interrogation room was located. He first looked back, then turned his head and glared at the darkness downstairs. He was probably a little afraid of the rigid and proper colleagues in drug enforcement. He opened his mouth but did not dare to shout to attract attention. He waved his arms vigorously to make sure that Jiang Mo looked up, and then he gestured and talked a lot of nonsense, which roughly meant: Gu Xing invites you.

The corridor on the floor where the interrogation room was located was crowded with plainclothes officers leaning silently on the ground, smoking cigarettes.

Jiang Mo pushed open the fire door of the stairwell and plunged into a cloud of black smoke that would not dissipate for a while. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he heard the sharp and hoarse sobbing of a young child erupting from the half-open door of the reception room on the other side of the corridor.

Jiang Mo was distracted and looked back, and saw Zhou Xiaomiao coming out of the reception room with a hunched back, looking at her with a serious face. He reached out to drag Zheng Siyi, who was taking a break against the window in the corridor, back into the house. Then, from a distance, he saw Jiang Mo running in a hurry, and waved at her with tears in his eyes.

Xiao Letian quickly ran to Jiang Mo, lowered his head slightly to meet his senior sister's slightly surprised and confused eyes, and slowly took a breath.

"Officer Wen and his men... have arrested Hong Xinyu. But regarding this matter... let's go find Master first. It can't be explained in just a few words."——————

There was silence in the monitoring room.

The already narrow and cramped space was filled with more than a dozen people from neighboring cities and the district bureaus in the city who were in charge of drug enforcement and investigation. Director Gao had just received a notice from the province this afternoon that he was going on a business trip to attend a meeting. At this time, he had probably just boarded the high-speed train to Beijing. Gu Xingduan was standing in front of the surveillance screen with his phone in hand, and Huang Xingjun and Lin Yu were standing next to him, looking fierce and shocking. He was a little passive and temporarily took on the responsibility of presiding over the overall situation.

Jiang Mo grabbed Xiao Letian, who was dawdling at the door, and saw Gu Xing raise his hand without looking away. He gently pressed down to stop the two of them in place, then slightly turned sideways and hooked his fingertips to signal Lin Yu to hand the file at hand to Jiang Mo. Then he tapped the microphone and urged in a deep voice: "Continue."

Wen Chen, who was wearing invisible headphones on the surveillance screen, moved his earlobes and leaned forward to press forward. The figure opposite him, who was collapsing on the interrogation chair with his head in his hands, finally raised his head with a red face and hysterically wailed at the cameras that were all around him: "My God, police comrades!!! Why don't you just give me a lie detector test! I privately dismantled scrap parts and sold them! I have committed a crime, right?! But I really don't know whose son of a bitch could hide drugs in the engine?!"

"Isn't it Hong Xinyu?" Jiang Mo was startled when he saw the suspect being interrogated. He took the document handed over by Team Leader Lin and asked in a low voice: "Isn't this... the one... from the junkyard... Xu Jianghua? How could he--"

"Look here for details." Lin Yu tapped the folder with his fingers, and his eyebrows were almost frowned with three deep marks. He led Jiang Mo's eyes around the monitoring room, and finally stopped at two relatively unfamiliar middle-aged men with a meaningful look, circled the two words "Xinshan" marked on the file, and whispered a few words in a concise and concise manner.

"Last month, the whole city of Johor Bahru cracked down on illegal taxis and accidentally discovered an illegally operated logistics company. Inspections revealed that several freight trucks were suspected of illegal modification, and the modified parts were basically scrapped and refurbished. The Johor Bahru Traffic Police and Criminal Investigation Detachment tracked down the case for more than half a month and just ran into our traffic police. Before collecting evidence and handing over, they accidentally discovered that the engines and some parts removed from two of the vehicles had traces of suspected internal welding. After disassembling them, they found that there was a large amount of drugs hidden inside."

"These scrapped parts were sold by Baixing Auto Repair Shop... The owner of Baixing Auto Repair Shop learned that there were deadly things hidden here. He was afraid that someone might lose his head, so he turned Xu Jianghua in, hoping to get leniency."

"Then...what does this have to do with Hong Xinyu?" Jiang Mo asked in a doubtful voice: "Wen Chen just told me that I can't be impatient for fear of alerting the enemy..."

"The scrapped vehicles that had their faulty parts removed were from Shengchengjisu's outsourced fleet."

Lin Yu sighed: "This batch of refurbished parts from Baixing Auto Repair Shop was actually ordered by someone before it was secretly sold to Johor Bahru, but the buyer did not pick it up later."

"The scheduled time is about a week before the Fengxibazhuang cleanup operation." Jiang Mo lowered his head and glanced at the title of the file, his brows suddenly furrowed: "The scheduled people are Fang Si and... Hong Xinyu."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
“When I’m not looking at the flowers, the flowers and my heart are both silent.”