The wretched man touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "It must have been last week, I forgot the specific day."
"Did she say anything to you?"
"No. I just asked about going to work? She said yes and left."
Sister Zhao snorted coldly: "I'm working in a shitty job. I just go out and hook up with men."
"Isn't that just for living?" the wretched man argued.
Several people around him were chatting, some were in favor and some were against. Seeing that they were about to start a quarrel, Yan Yishuai quickly raised a new question and stopped the impending quarrel in time.
After waiting for almost half an hour, the sound of footsteps finally sounded on the stairs. There were many people coming, there were more than a dozen of them, some wearing police uniforms and some not wearing police uniforms.
Yan Yishuai briefly introduced the situation, and several people with instruments and cameras entered the room first.
Duan Mo followed Yan Yishuai out of the room, and people from the technical department began to conduct on-site inspections.
Footsteps sounded again on the stairs. Yan Yishuai saw the person coming and greeted him with a grin. The two of them stood on the jogging platform on the lower floor and talked.
It was a coincidence that we met him three times in less than twenty-four hours.
Try to make a small transparent corner at the corner of the stairs. With this thought in mind, I couldn't help but look at the person a few more times.
This person is visually estimated to be in his mid-twenties, tall, thin but upright, unlike Yan Yishuai who looks like a thin linen stick. His eyebrows are flat, broad and long under his thin bangs. His eyes are not very big but they are tall.
She is relatively long, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, the bridge of her nose is high, and her lips are slightly thin. She looks good, but she is a bit cold.
He did not wear a coat today, but changed into a leather coat. It was black. The leather looked very soft. The slightly open collar revealed a light gray turtleneck sweater underneath. He wore well-tailored black trousers, black leather shoes, and one hand.
Put it casually in your trouser pocket.
While listening to Yan Yishuai's words, his narrowed eyes suddenly raised, and he glanced upward seemingly inadvertently.
It was that glance that made Duan Mo suddenly panic. She quickly looked away and brushed the broken hair on her forehead to cover her face.
People from the technical department inspected the entire house, and their preliminary conclusion was that except for some women's clothes, there were no cash, mobile phones, gold and silver jewelry and other valuables in the rental house. As for the bathroom extracts, they could only be taken back to the bureau for further investigation.
Only by testing can you know what it is.
On the way back to the police station, Duanmo shifted into the wrong gear several times, causing the car to stall. Yan Yishuai couldn't stand it any longer, so he asked her to pull over and changed seats with her.
"What's wrong with you, are you scared?" Yan Yishuai glanced sideways at Duan Mo, who was sitting upright in the passenger seat.
Duanmo turned her head and forced a smile: "I... am not afraid." In fact, she was really afraid, afraid of being regarded as a nympho.
"You're so frightened by your own imagination before you even look at a dead person. You're just not practicing enough." Yan Yishuai said in a tone of experience, "In the future, if you have the opportunity to see the scene more often, you won't be afraid anymore."
Being interrupted by him, the embarrassment of being caught peeping just now dissipated a lot.
"Brother Yan, have you seen him many times?"
"I used to be in the criminal police team... forget it, a good man doesn't mention his bravery. Tell me, what do you think about this case?"
He used to be in the criminal police team? She really didn't know about this, but seeing that he didn't want to mention the past, she didn't feel comfortable asking.
Recalling the scene in the rental house, she said: "The landlord said that there used to be a trolley suitcase on the big wardrobe. Most of the clothes that fell out of the big wardrobe were summer clothes. It was very likely that they were taken out of the suitcase and stuffed into the cupboard temporarily. Cash.
Everything of value and money were gone, and the house was ransacked again. It should have been taken away by...the suspect." She felt that it was inappropriate to call the murderer, so she temporarily replaced him with the suspect.
"Why? Couldn't it be that Zhang Cuiying went on a temporary trip and took all the valuable things with her? After all, it's not safe to leave them in a rental house."
"A woman can go out without bringing anything, but she cannot do without skin care products and cosmetics." There are many bottles and cans on the dressing table. Combined with Zhang Cuiying's status as a dancer, it is impossible to leave these things behind.
The corner of Yan Yishuai's lips curled up slightly: "You are observing very carefully. It's a pity to be a household registration policeman."
"Brother Yan, stop joking, I just said it casually." Duan Mo smiled coquettishly. It doesn't matter what kind of police you are, the key is that you can wear this police uniform.
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After two days of rest over the weekend, Duanmo put the police dispatch on Friday behind him and faced the new work week full of energy.
But life is like this, and it is often full of surprises. Not long after I got to work on Tuesday, the phone of the household registration department rang again. This time it was not the police, but Director Gao calling Duan Mo to his office.
Liu Liyang put down the phone and raised her chin: "Xiao Duan, the director asked you to go to his office."
"Me?" Duan Mo frowned in confusion. Except for the day of the report, Director Gao had never specifically called her name.
"His tone didn't sound like he was unhappy. It might be a good thing. Go quickly." Liu Liyang narrowly winked.
Duanmo thought that he would not be criticized by his superiors if he went to Xuyang Police Station and followed the rules, so he left the household registration department with his head held high.
The director's office was in the innermost room on the second floor. She reached the door, tugged on the skirt of her clothes, straightened the police hat on her head, and then knocked lightly on the door three times.
Director Gao's rich and slightly hoarse voice came through the door: "Please come in."
"Director Gao, are you looking for me?"
"Here comes Xiao Duan," Director Gao pointed to the chair opposite the desk, "Sit down first, I'll be ready soon."
Sit upright and upright, with your hands on your knees, as if you are ready to listen to the other person's teachings.
Director Gao signed the documents in his hand, then put down his pen and said, "Xiao Duan, you have been here for a while, how do you feel?"
"fine."
"Don't you think the work is too boring?"
An alarm bell rang in Duanmo's heart. What does this mean? Do you want to test yourself? Or does it have other intentions? She quickly sorted out her thoughts and said firmly: "Director Gao, I don't think household registration management is boring at all. On the contrary, it
It can cultivate people's patience and temper their will. I like this job and I am confident that I can do it well."
She had a firm attitude, a firm stand, a high-pitched tone, and expressed her determination in one go. Even she believed what she said.
The crow's feet at the corners of Director Gao's eyes were getting darker, and he cast an approving look at her: "There are not many young people today who are as down-to-earth as you."
Duan Mo smiled shyly: "Director, you have given me the award."
Director Gao still had an amiable smile, but suddenly the conversation changed and he asked: "Xiao Duan, do you know Lu Wuchuan?"
Duan Mo was still trying to figure out the director's intentions. She could only vaguely hear the word "Lu Wu". A giant tiger with a human face and nine tails flashed in her mind. She couldn't help but feel a chill. She shook her head and said, "I don't know."