when the moon whispers

Chapter 542 Rose-Explosion (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Thirty-three explosions (Part 2)
"... This Liang Ming - it's hard to say whether he is stupid or smart. His little fortune was first coveted by someone, and now he has handed it all over without knowing why. He didn't get any of the goods, and he also took the initiative to contribute himself to the year-end performance of our anti-drug detachment. Now he is being abandoned online. What else can he hide? Isn't this looking for death?"

Huang Xingjun crouched in the middle of the waste pipe, tilted his head to squint at the wide open collapsed wellhead above the pipe, turned his head and half-crouched in front of a bunch of broken glass and broken instruments that were obviously burnt by oil, wrinkled his nose, and was choked by the stench that rushed into his lungs. He took off his mask, fumbled in his pocket, took out a cigarette, and put it to his lips, but did not light it. He just took two puffs and put the cigarette in his pocket.

"But Captain Gu, I have to say this, it seems like this factory has really been tinkering with purification and researching new formulas. Hey... Who has a camera there - Hu Xu! Stop vomiting there. You can tolerate the stench of feces and corpses, and you can vomit in the sewer? Come here and take a picture -"

"I don't recognize any of them. What is this condenser? Is it this thing? This glass rod, this broken iron sheet has words on it - take a good picture of it, maybe I can find the instrument number or something..."

Huang Xingjun most likely clamped Hu Xu's neck, and the angle of the camera kept adjusting as his arms moved. Gu Xing pinched his nose and felt dizzy. After instructing them to arrange for someone to protect the evidence at the scene, he took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stared heavily at Wen Chen, who had been standing stiffly in the center of the surveillance screen on the other side for more than a few minutes. After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked in a low voice to remind him.

"Wen Chen. Report on the situation inside the factory."

"… Got it. Sorry, Captain Gu."

Wen Chen was never able to point out how many mistakes Zhang Yibai, who had led him step by step onto this path, had made, and he was really at a loss as to where he should go next. The unspeakable things of his master and captain, whom he once regarded as the truth, were revealed layer by layer. Zhang Yibai's name appeared again and again in the crimes described by Liang Ming. Almost everyone who was reached by the intercom had a scale of judgment in their hearts, pressing down on the so-called weight of justice, which fell silently on Wen Chen's chest like a mountain, causing a bone-gnawing and heart-wrenching pain from the outside to the inside.

Wen Chen took a deep breath and uttered a hoarse and twisted sound. He swallowed hard and then managed to regain his normal voice, which was calm and a little dull. He quickly approached the collapsed wellhead where he could vaguely hear the echo, lowered his eyes and nodded to Huang Xingjun who raised his head to look around, "Team Two found that the wellhead where the scrapped instruments were located is on the south side of Warehouse No. 3. Traces of trampling and fragments of scrapped igniters can be seen near the abandoned wellhead. The interior of the warehouse has obviously been moved. The shelves and sundries that were originally stacked are now basically stacked along the wall at the entrance of the warehouse and along the wall... But Liang Ming said that he didn't see any fake goods used to deceive people, maybe... we have to go in and take a look."

Wen Chen paused for two seconds, then turned around and looked at Yin Guiping, who was squatting at the edge of the wall watching what was happening here after checking the other two abandoned warehouses. He nodded slightly, stepped on the window sill and pulled the window latch from the gap between the broken glass. Before Gu Xing could remind him to be careful, he jumped over the window sill. The smoke and dust noise, along with Huang Xingjun's loud shout, hit the communication line, "hissing" and hitting everyone's earphones.

"Wow, it collapsed!"

Huang Xingjun grabbed Hu Xu's humanoid portable mobile camera and brought it close to a dark mass. He pointed at the collapsed and blocked road ahead and retched, "...Why is it so smelly - wait a minute?!"

Huang Xingjun's movements, which had been irritated by the stench, suddenly paused, and he raised his hand to loosen the wrist that was holding Hu Xu's neck. He pulled hard on his gloves, first pulled down his mask and looked in the direction of the dirty and tattered mass, sniffed hard twice, frowned, lowered his head and stared at the small pool of wet sewage under his feet for a moment, half-knelt down and wiped it with his fingers, and immediately lowered his voice.

"Captain Gu, probably...inside warehouse No. 3 - on the west side, there is a pipeline intersection that has been filled up. There is a body hidden on the other side of the fill. It may have been washed away, and there is blood seeping into -"

"found it."

Before Huang Xingjun finished speaking, Wen Chen followed the obvious water marks on the cement floor, pushed over the low shelf that was deliberately stacked to block the view, and jumped down to the base of the west wall. He looked down at at least two corpses under the manhole cover inside the warehouse that were attempted to be burned but were splashed with dirty water. He leaned closer and was choked by a hideous and pungent stench, which made his eyes red: "There are two corpses in the manhole near the north gate on the west side. Their faces are burned. It may be difficult to distinguish their identities with the naked eye. It is best to wait for technology to intervene... There seems to be a mobile phone... It was also burned and thrown in here-I remember there seems to be a sewage manhole cover near the south gate. I will go over to take a look-"

Gu Xingduan held up the intercom and interrupted the silence for a while: "This factory is probably abandoned. Wen Chen, come and support us later--"

Wen Chen chuckled very lightly, turned around and waved at the little follower who was half hanging by the window, "After all, it's a hideout. It's better to go through it before using your skills... I'm familiar with this kind of place, just in case..." "Don't be in case, brother--" Huang Xingjun's loud voice suddenly interrupted at an inopportune time: "Hu Xu, come here and listen. Behind this pile of garbage... why do I feel... like there is a kind of... 'beep beep' countdown?!"

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The special police transfer vehicle was in place, and Liang Ming's half-hearted pleading was no longer necessary. Three injured policemen went down to the underground garage to take over the situation. Two armed special policemen, along with Jiang Mo and Xiao Letian, imprisoned Liang Ming in a human-shaped cage, and pushed him into the elevator step by step, staring quietly at the floor symbol above his head.

Jiang Mo glanced at Liang Ming's profile.

The fear on his face almost disappeared, replaced by a cunning look under the calmness. Jiang Mo frowned, slowly looked away, and then stared at the loaded gun in the hand of the special police, "Boss Liang, do you really think that your play will end successfully?"

Liang Ming was startled, and suddenly raised his eyes: "What do you mean? Do you want to blow up Officer Hu Jiang?"

"The layout of the tire factory is not consistent with what you told us. Even the fake goods that were used to make the scene look good are gone."

Jiang Mo paused for a moment and glanced at Liang Ming again. "There should be someone watching the tire factory. If your superior doesn't want to alert Liang Ji and break up with him, he usually won't destroy the communication equipment directly, which will immediately arouse vigilance. If they want to bypass you and cooperate with Liang Ji directly, there is no need to kill them. They can just take the things and leave early... But the current situation..."

"It looks like he wants to keep it all for himself."

Jiang Mo left the words hanging here for the time being, then curled his lips and glanced at Liang Ming's face which turned blue and red in an instant. Liang Ming first turned his head sharply to look at Jiang Mo, and when he heard the "ding" sound of the elevator arrival indicator, his whole body trembled.

His legs, which had just taken a few light steps, suddenly became slow and heavy. He looked up at the shoulders of the two special police officers and took a few steps back, trying to retreat to the corner of the elevator. "Wait a minute! You can let me explain, you can let me cooperate, but first, you have to save my life! I still feel something is wrong... I can't get on this car casually. Liang Ji, that bastard, has tampered with all kinds of cars. How can you guarantee that there is no problem with this car?! He has tossed so many cars, and in the end they all turned into a pile of scrap metal and mud. At the very least, you have to check carefully with the explosion-proof equipment in front of me--"

"Wait!" Jiang Mo blinked, not really understanding how her few words, which were originally intended to be a simple trick to get the secret of the connection, ended up being brought back to Liang Ji. She raised her hand to press Liang Ming's shoulder, signaling him to be honest and speak slowly. She still kept the advice in her mouth, her eyes wandered for a moment, and then suddenly raised up -

She glanced at the flashing electronic floor markings through the mirrored wall inside the elevator, adjusted her headphones that were almost knocked off by Huang Xingjun's howling, and in the blink of an eye, she immediately got goose bumps all over her body. She grabbed Xiao Letian, who was still looking around at her, and pounced on Liang Ming...

——Before he could react, he could only hear a series of clanging sounds of metal expanding and twisting, and a sudden heat wave in his face, followed by a buzzing sound that seemed to pierce his eardrum.

“Bang! Boom!!!!”

"Buzz-beep-beep"

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"A spring melancholy awaits extinguishing with wine. The boat sways on the river, the curtains flutter on the building."