when the moon whispers

Chapter 532 Rose-Arrangement (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Twenty-eight Arrangements (Part 2)
The cool mist in the early morning has not yet dissipated.

As soon as the cold wind blew in through the main entrance of the cafeteria, it was smashed by the hot air from the steamer and turned into white water vapor, which wetly and stickily stuck to the greasy glass on the wall at the entrance, then flowed down along the wall in streams and hung damply on the soles of shoes.

Jiang Mo yawned with his hands in his pockets, and staggered into the cafeteria with his unkempt head and face that had just been taken out of the cold water and not wiped clean. He slipped with every step and helped Old Liu who was busy unloading potatoes. He then spread the cardboard mat leaning against the wall on the tile floor at the entrance, turned around, picked up a plate of steamed buns, rice porridge, and tea eggs, and strode across the plastic bench on the opposite side of Wen Chen.

In the early morning, there were not many people sitting at the dining table in the cafeteria. Most of them hurriedly grabbed two steamed buns and tea eggs to eat, and then rushed upstairs to grab those unlucky people who were either unwilling to eat or collapsed on the spot. Jiang Mo took out his phone, which was a little awkward in his pocket, to check the time, then raised his eyes to look at Wen Chen who was eating a few mouthfuls of steamed buns quite politely, and blinked quickly: "Catch this mess back, why don't you keep an eye on it?"

"When two forces collide, the area is large. It is possible that Hong Xinyu took the opportunity to tip off the group. This has caused a stir. Whether we keep an eye on him or not, the results will be similar..."

Wen Chen laughed at Jiang Mo's rather sloppy eating habits. When he reached out to help her peel a tea egg, she intercepted him with chopsticks. He just twitched his eyelids slightly, then looked at her wet hair hanging in clumps at her temples, raised his chin and leaned slightly behind her: "...your little follower is not here today?"

"Le Tian'er?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows with a frown, "He went home around 2 a.m. and reported to Old Gu that he would be late today, probably after 9 a.m. He sent his sister to work before coming back... I don't know why the couple quarreled and made such a big scene. They didn't dare to let the elders know, so they just made trouble for the unlucky Le Tian'er."

"His brother-in-law... Qin Zhaoping?" Wen Chen thought for a while, looking at Jiang Mo's overly free and easy eating when he was too hungry. He searched his pockets for a long time, and finally took out half a pack of tissues from the depths of his pocket. He threw it in front of Jiang Mo's plate, then picked up Jiang Mo's inquiring eyes and smacked his tongue: "Recently, he has been staring at Liang Ming or Shengcheng International. Qin Zhaoping is a familiar face in the drinking parties organized by Liang Ji. If I'm not mistaken, the reason why Officer Xiao went back to mediate should be related to the casual meal under the name of private dishes last night."

Wen Chen paused for two seconds, looked at Jiang Mo and raised his eyebrows meaningfully, then snorted contemptuously: "It's nothing more than trying to provide some other private services under the banner of private dishes... Even if it's just a few drinks, it's inevitable that there will be some smells on your body that shouldn't be... It's not surprising that you get caught without hiding anything. It depends on whether you make a serious mistake of principle or not——"

"Don't give me that... When have you ever cared about other people's family affairs?"

Jiang Mo squinted his eyes and squinted at him. He bent his fingers that were rubbing the tea leaves and eggshells and put them on the half-opened tissue. Then he looked at his puzzled expression and smacked his tongue: "Tsk... you have to tell the truth, right? If there is any situation, take the opportunity to confess and I will give you leniency. I am good at being your wingman. I still have a conscience and I didn't ask you for money."

Wen Chen was stunned at first, and withdrew his gaze from Jiang Mo's teasing eyes. He looked at the small package of tissues hanging in front of the plate on the table for a few seconds before he laughed helplessly, "What are you thinking about, my God... this tissue--"

Wen Chen was talking halfway when he suddenly remembered something and shook his head with a wry smile: "Don't mention it, this tissue does have something to do with you." Jiang Mo choked while chewing a bun: "You're blaming me just because I got it dirty?"

"That Doctor Yu is your friend, right?"

Wen Chen raised his chin a little, "Wasn't the nightclub shut down because a girl had an allergic reaction and was sent to the hospital? After all, she was the one who reported the case, so I rushed to the hospital to take a look... But the one lying on the bed hadn't woken up yet, and the girl who was accompanying the bed started crying and wailing. She first yelled that her boyfriend was a police officer from the Municipal Bureau, and his surname was Cui. Later, when she saw us showing our ID, she got scared and grabbed my sleeve and wouldn't let go. She cried and cried until she vomited all over me - I just took the tissue on the nurse's station and wiped it twice, and she said it was some limited edition co-branded facial tissue, and asked me to scan the code to pay five yuan... The money has been spent, and I will be in trouble if I don't get it back."

"... Doctor Yu... maybe... because of Dong Zhibo's incident, he is a little prejudiced against you."

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, and imagined a series of embarrassments from Wen Chen's concise words. He pursed his lips and forced a smile. He clenched his fists to apologize, cleared his throat, and forced the topic to be correct: "But... this... this laughing gas thing, does it really have nothing to do with Liang Ming and the others? Hong Xinyu's accidental success is too accurate."

"The two little lamp heads that Hong Xinyu entrusted are insignificant minor characters."

Wen Chen frowned and took a deep breath: "The reason why they were caught in the nightclub is because they haven't received any goods from Hong Xinyu and Jiang Zhe for a long time, so they took the risk of using the liquefied gas route to move some gas cylinders from Xinshan. Our checkpoints are now focused on large and small logistics companies related to Shengcheng Intercity. It's impossible to keep an eye on the provincial roads and dirt roads between cities. We did run two trips to get the goods, and seeing that no one was checking, we thought we had found a good way. As a result, we ran into trouble on the first day of testing the waters with this batch of goods... It was just after we arranged the surveillance, the venue was shocked - it's hard to say whether it's good or bad."

Jiang Mo finally finished eating the buns on the plate, and took a breath of cold air while holding the bowl of porridge: "Hong Xinyu's confession of the two poisoned rats was false, and the truth was that he revealed this nightclub - is he really leaking information? What kind of information is this... Could it be that it was really Liang Ji? Have you checked the nightclub?"

"I wouldn't say it was turned upside down, but we basically went through all the social relationships that could be investigated in the certificates and account books. It has nothing to do with Shengcheng International. To be honest, the shop above the nightclub is owned by the same owner, and the procurement channels for the catering business during the day are basically from Johor Bahru... Captain Yin and his team will step in to deal with the tough issues here."

Wen Chen put down his chopsticks, leaned over the edge of the table, looked up at Jiang Mo's somewhat puzzled expression, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly suppressed a sigh.

"If the accidental success at the nightclub is false and the tip-off is true, then the situation Liang Ming confessed last night is probably more than just 'leniency for confession'."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
“Living in the mountains, one does not count the years; looking at the clouds is like being an immortal.”