"Is it comparable?" Lu Wuchuan's ruthless voice came.
"Officer Lu, I admit that seeing those things was a bit disgusting, but I didn't delay my work and didn't affect others."
The little girl's eyes were slightly red, but she held her head up stubbornly, as if she refused to admit defeat.
Something strange flashed through Lu Wuchuan's heart. Before he could speak again, he heard Zeng Weiya say: "Wuchuan, just say less. Don't always be so demanding."
After speaking, he pulled Duanmo's arm: "Xiaomo, don't take it to heart. He is just like that. I will talk about him for you later."
Lu Wuchuan paused, looked at the background of the two of them, pursed his lips, and frowned slightly.
Yan Yishuai bumped his shoulder and whispered: "Weiya is right, you are just too demanding. She is just a little girl in her early twenties. Even if she is disgusted by those things, she should still do it.
Whatever you’re doing, don’t hold on to it.”
"I didn't." Lu Wuchuan was angry because there was no need for Duan Mo to do anything in that situation. Zhong Kai called her and moved forward. She was obviously scared of the corpses, but she still managed to hold on until the end.
When walking back, he originally wanted to care about the little girl, but why did he end up like this instead of just talking? This made him feel more upset than ever before.
"Xiao Mo, are you from Liancheng?" Zeng Weiya asked as he walked.
"No," Duanmo shook his head, "My hometown is Dongshan Town."
"That Dongshan town in Lukang?"
"Yes, it's a small town. It's rare for Sister Weiya to know about it."
"I have been to a beautiful place, especially the ancient temples on Dongshan Mountain, which are very unique."
"Well, the temple in Dongshan was built in the Tang Dynasty, integrating Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. Donghe Town has not carried out large-scale tourism development. Except for the annual temple fair on April 18th of the lunar calendar, there are not many tourists at other times.
"
Although there are some unpleasant memories there, it does not hinder Duanmo's love for his hometown.
Zeng Weiya held her arm tightly: "They say that Dongshan Town has outstanding people and beautiful women. I didn't think so before, but now that I see Xiao Mo, I believe it."
Duanmo's cheeks turned red when she said this: "Sister Weiya is joking, I am not a beauty."
"Stop being modest..."
The two of them talked and walked out of the wasteland unknowingly.
Duan Mo took out the keys to the black off-road vehicle from his pocket. Zeng Weiya took it and threw it back to Yan Yishuai and said: "Commander, Xiao Mo is not feeling well, you can drive."
Duan Mo, who has been living independently in recent years, is a little uncomfortable with this kind of meticulous care. He pursed his lips and said sheepishly: "Sister Weiya, I'm fine."
Zeng Weiya opened the rear door, pushed her into the car, followed her and got in, saying, "Just have a good rest if I tell you to. You were the one driving the car when you came here. It's time to change your shift when you get back."
When Jiang Muyang saw Zeng Weiya getting into the black off-road vehicle, he didn't follow her with a wink, and went directly to another vehicle.
Duan Mo was sitting in the back seat, and even though the seat back was blocking the view of the person on the passenger seat in front, he could still feel waves of low air pressure.
I really don’t understand what the wrong tendon is for the person in front of me. He just has a venomous tongue, but now he has an unpredictable and unpredictable problem. He suddenly went crazy without provoking him. Could it be that he has advanced menopause?
On the way, Zeng Weiya told her how to overcome psychological barriers.
To be honest, Duan Mo's psychology is not that fragile. She does feel uncomfortable, but it is not strong. However, due to the kindness of others, she has been listening humbly, nodding occasionally to show that she has been taught.
As soon as he entered the city, Lu Wuchuan suddenly asked Yan Yishuai to stop the car. He went down to the beverage shop on the roadside and bought two cups of hot milk tea, got in the car and handed them to the two people behind him.
Yan Yishuai restarted the car and asked: "Wuchuan, why do you only buy two cups?"
Lu Wuchuan looked forward and said, "I don't like things that are too sweet."
Yan Yishuai glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and was quite dissatisfied: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it, I like it! Especially the taro flavored one."
"Milk tea, it's taro flavored, tsk tsk... can you still do it?" Lu Wuchuan clicked his tongue, his face full of disgust.
Yan Yishuai glared: "What does it have to do with milk tea?"
Duanmo passed the milk tea in his hand forward: "Brother Yan, I haven't drank this cup yet, so I'll give it to you."
"Xiao Duan still knows how to hurt people..." Before Yan Yishuai finished speaking, Lu Wuchuan said coldly: "Drinking while driving affects driving, don't you know?!"
...Well, after being scolded again, I stuck out my tongue and retracted into the back seat.
Zeng Weiya said angrily: "Wuchuan, can you speak properly?"
Then he put his hand on Duanmo's knee, patted her, and said comfortingly: "It's just a joke, don't pay attention to them."
"By the way, I've known Wu Chuan for a long time, and this is the first time I've seen him be so attentive. It seems that Weiya is more respectable." Yan Yishuai glanced at the rearview mirror meaningfully.
Seeing that Lu Wuchuan did not refute, a smile spread on Zeng Weiya's face, and she pursed her lips: "Wuchuan is better at taking care of people than before."
Duanmo inserted the straw into the cup and took a sip. The caramel milk tea that he drank under the influence of others seemed not as mellow as usual. I don’t know if it was because the raw materials of this dessert shop were not good, or if it was the clerk’s.
The workmanship is too poor.
…
Liu Yue chose several desolate places where he thought it would be safer to dump the body. Precisely because he thought no one would come to these places, there was no fixed location when he dumped the body, but he did it at will.
Everywhere we went, body parts would be found in different locations, so the entire body-hunting mission took nearly a week, and it wasn't until the winter solstice that it finally came to an end.
Although the number of body parts obviously does not match the number of missing people, judging from the current situation, the next step can only be decided after a post-mortem examination is conducted first and the identity of the deceased is determined.
After sending the last found body parts to the forensic department, and returning to the office, Yan Yishuai pulled out a few tissues and blew his nose vigorously, chewing his nose and said, "Wuchuan, can you get off work early?"
"Is something wrong?" Lu Wuchuan asked as he sorted the information on the table.
"Isn't this the winter solstice? My mother asked me to go home and eat dumplings." Yan Yishuai said, "Besides, it's not too early. It's getting dark."
"Yes, Brother Lu." Jiang Muyang echoed, "We have been busy for so many days, so let's leave early today. I haven't gone home to eat for a long time."
Lu Wuchuan looked at the time. It was four twenty-five, and there was only one hour left before getting off work. Everyone was really tired after working overtime these days. Besides, there was nothing urgently needed to be done. Everything had to wait for the inspection report to come out.
Continue.
So, he closed the folder in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go back early to rest today and go to work on time tomorrow."