Who moved my novel?

"Student Dao Mo, please tell me now. If you don't tell me, you may be regarded as the murderer."

Teacher Ye is currently in the interrogation room, sitting in front of Dao Mo.

"Teacher Ye, I don't know who killed Jenny."

"Classmate Dao Mo, you have to think about your parents. Think about it. If you take the blame for the murderer, what will happen to your parents? Have you ever thought about it?"

Teacher Ye persuaded me earnestly.

"Teacher Ye, I really don't know."

Dao Mo still didn't let go.

"Student Dao Mo, the teacher is here now. If anything happens, the teacher will definitely help you find a solution. I will have to go back to school later."

"Teacher Ye, I really have nothing to say. You can go back."

Dao Mo said, lowering his head and no longer looking at the man in white robes and glasses in front of him.

"Two officers, there's nothing I can do."

After leaving the door of the interrogation room, Ye spread his hands helplessly.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The Kings didn't have much hope for him.

This Dao Mo is not an ordinary person. He tried his best, but he still couldn't find out who the murderer was. He didn't even get any information about the murderer.

"Otherwise, please invite experts from the provincial department to come?"

Xiao Sun asked tentatively.

Now the clues are right in front of us. This female student named Dao Mo definitely knows who the murderer is.

As long as she can pry open her mouth, she won't be able to find out the murderer.

"Um……"

Captain Wang lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and made up his mind.

"Then please make a trip. I will write a report and application later, and you can send it over for me."

…

"Meow meow."

"Meow~"

"Hoo~"

Xue Mo wiped the water from his head and walked towards the bedroom.

Finally I can change my clothes.

Although the police uniform is indeed handsome, it is not as comfortable as my own clothes.

"Meow~"

Seeing Xue Mo lying on the bed, Maomao also came over.

"Are you hungry, meow?"

Xue Mo gently rubbed Maomao's head.

"Meow~"

The cat rubbed Xue Mo's hand and lay down.

"Looks like you're not hungry."

Seeing this, Xue Mo turned his attention back to his cell phone.

"Xuemo's grandson has been updated again?"

"Fuck, I've got the sacks ready."

"I've got the restraints ready."

"I've got my scalpel ready."

"I've prepared the anesthetic."

"It's upstairs, no anesthesia required."

"Then I'll prepare an egg so we can get acquainted."

"..."

Xue Mo looked at the increasingly crooked building and silently pondered a question.

Isn’t it time to build a readership?

Just do it, Xue Mo opened QQ and directly created a group with the group number: 751987376.

It's comfortable, so that you can fight back in the group later.

…

"Why are you in such a hurry this time?"

The fat man in white clothes frowned upon meeting him.

"This time, there was a little accident."

The man with eyes adjusted his eyes.

"Accident?!"

The fat man shouted loudly.

"You still come to me if there's an accident?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

The man with eyes quickly covered the fat man's mouth.

"It's not as serious as you think, just a small accident."

"I don't care if you are young or not, I can't handle this!"

Although the fat man lowered his voice, his attitude was very firm.

"Brother, let me ask you for help this time. After this wave of limelight is over, I will help you make money together."

Saying that, the man with eyes took out a card.

"One million, just three shipments. I guarantee I won't be able to trace you."

"I just found a way to transport the last shipment today."

"Two million." The man with glasses took out another card: "I only have this much on me now, and I won't give it to you later."

"Okay! But you have to hurry up and try to get it away tonight."

In the end, the fat man still failed to reach the temptation of money.

…

Inside the Heart Pavilion Consulting.

"Have you brought anything?" the blue mask asked as soon as they met.

"I brought it." Black Mask took out a package of things.

"Thank you, very timely." After reading the things, the blue mask asked with a smile: "How are you doing lately?"

"It's not bad. Everything went smoothly except for the police." The black mask still seemed a little nervous.

"Well, the number of readers has increased a lot recently, so you should feel more at ease."

"Well, this does make me feel at ease a lot." Black Mask sighed: "But I ran into something a few days ago, and I'm a little worried."

"what happens?"

"I saw bodies, lots and lots of bodies."

"Where?"

"In the abandoned construction site downstairs from my house, a few nights ago there were two men in white clothes, one fat and one thin. The fat one carried a lot of corpses from the other's car to his own car."

"Do you see what it looks like?"

"No……"

"Did you call the police?"

"I didn't dare...what if I saw it wrong."

"This... we still need to call the police."

After the blue mask finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to think.

…

"Captain Wang, what are you looking at?"

Lao Liu sat opposite Team Wang.

Before Xiao Sun came, he had always been the assistant with the Wang team. Since Xiao Sun came, this position has been given to Xiao Sun.

But it was not Captain Wang who arranged it, but Lao Liu took the initiative to "step down and let others take over".

Of course, in everyone's eyes, Lao Liu just wanted to live a comfortable life and didn't care about anything.

But this is a common thing, so no one cares about him.

Now that Xiao Sun has been assigned to the provincial department, he is naturally "entrusted with an important task" again.

"I'm looking at the missing cases in Xicheng District."

Captain Wang frowned.

"Missing? That's not our responsibility, right?"

Lao Liu poured a cup of tea and drank it leisurely.

"It's hard to say. These missing cases may have problems."

"Oh, Captain Wang, you are too smart. The four or five captains I followed before were not like you. In the end, they all moved up."

Old Liu made a cup of tea for Captain Wang: "Come on, Captain Wang, drink tea, don't worry about so many things. In life, being free and easy is the right way."

"I can't do it." Captain Wang shook his head and rubbed his temples: "I don't have much talent, I can only make up for my shortcomings with hard work."

Captain Wang said this in a tactful way, but Old Liu has been in the Municipal Bureau for so many years, so he may not understand what he meant?

Captain Wang is a grassroots person with no identity, no background, and no wealth. If he wants to move up, he can only rely on political achievements.

"Captain Wang, doesn't that little Sun's family have connections with the provincial department? See if you can..."

"Everything else is fake." Captain Wang waved his hand: "First make your own achievements, then I am qualified to speak up."

"Captain Wang is right." Lao Liu laughed and took the file bag from Captain Wang: "Let me see, you take a break."

"The number of missing people is 52, all of them are homeless, and the two people who reported the case are two people. The disappearances occurred within a month. The common characteristics are that they are under 45 years old and have physical disabilities."

Lao Liu flipped through the information very quickly and sorted out all the information in a few minutes.

"Catch the reporter first. This is at least a case of kidnapping and forced begging, and there is likely to be intentional injury."

"You..." Captain Wang pointed at Lao Liu and hesitated: "Oh, forget it, let's not talk about you, what else is there?"

"Based on the location of the disappearance, the suspect deliberately avoided the Chinese medicine hospital."

"A rabbit doesn't eat grass near its nest?" Captain Wang immediately became alert.

"It's probably true. If that's the case, the other case should be illegal organ trafficking." Lao Liu said it firmly, and his demeanor was somewhat similar to Xue Mo's serious look.

"Illegal organ trafficking?!"

Captain Wang stood up from his chair: "Doesn't that mean there are still 50 murders?"

"I hope that's the number." Lao Liu gently placed the case bag on the table: "When handling a case, never pray that the result will be better than you imagined. It's more realistic to pray that the result will not be worse."