After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

Ye Qianluo didn't see the slightest grievance from Mo Yuanbai's face, the boss sat beside him very calmly, as if it was normal, and his delicate brows didn't even frown.

He lowered his eyes to hide the deep distress in his eyes, turned his head, rested his hand on the notebook, and waited for Mo Yuanbai to ask and record.

"Ms. Sun, your son is gone, and you have no grandson. Why doesn't your daughter-in-law leave your house?" Mo Yuanbai quickly glanced at the information and the record of the previous inquiry, but unexpectedly, he asked a question that seemed to be related to her. Information irrelevant to this case.

"Ah? What did you say?" Ms. Sun is actually young, 52 years old. They had children early at that time, and they were clearly hearing and seeing, but now they are pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Your wife usually also practiced stalls in the vegetable market. He died of lung cancer last year. You are not in good health and can't practice stalls. The whole family is pointing at your son's vegetable stalls. Half a month ago, the son was injured and passed away, and the daughter-in-law did not come out. She didn't go back to her mother's house, could it be that she wants to take care of your retirement? According to the neighbors, the relationship between your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been at odds for a long time." Mo Yuanbai's aunt was speechless, and she didn't care to pretend to be deaf. Embarrassed expression on his face.

Ye Qianluo secretly raised his eyes to look at Mo Yuanbai's indifferent face, and when it was dark, he would not hear so many words from him.

"Besides, the place you live in is unlikely to be demolished, and you don't have much savings. And your daughter-in-law's family is better off than yours. I'm afraid it won't be difficult to remarry, right?"

The boss's physical body is so smoky... Ye Qianluo "scrubbed" to record, observing every move of the boss from the corner of his eye.

"I..." Ms. Sun was overwhelmed by the question, and the shrew who had been in the market for many years was stopped by this good-looking detective when she came up.

"Say! Your son died, how much money did you get!" Mo Yuanbai suddenly raised his voice, the muscles on Ms. Sun's face convulsed, and her lips trembled.

"I, I, I... What nonsense are you talking about! Where can I get money when my son dies? The insurance company clearly said that there is no compensation for murder! Hurry up and arrest the murderer of my son!" Woke up.

"Don't you know who the murderer is?" Mo Yuanbai said quietly.

"I... how do I know? This isn't about your Detective Bureau? Oh, the Detective Bureau is extorting a confession by torture! I'm about to have a heart attack!" Ms. Sun played a rogue, clutching her chest and leaning on the sofa trembling.

"Send Ms. Sun out. Replace the next one." Mo Yuanbai turned his head sideways, calling Ye Qianluo.

It was originally Wu Qiuqiu's business, but it was not his job that was robbed by his pendant.

"Auntie, the heart is here. You have a heart attack, so you have to press it here." Ye Qianluo kindly reminded Ms. Sun who was on the sofa and refused to get up.

"Hmph! You bastard!" Ms. Sun changed her face instantly, got up from the sofa, and cursed back when she walked to the door.

Next was the victim's wife.

Unlike her mother-in-law, the victim's wife, Ms. Zhang, kept crying as soon as she came in. She kept saying, "Please let the Detective Bureau decide for us and arrest the murderer who killed my husband." not come out.

"Ms. Zhang, you and your husband have such a deep relationship. When they married you, did they give you a lot of dowry gifts?" Mo Yuanbai asked several questions in succession, and Ms. Zhang couldn't stop crying, so she had to change her strategy. .

"Bowage? His family is poor, and the whole family relies on a vegetable stall, how much dowry can they give?" Ms. Zhang was tired from crying, and finally caught an insensitive question and stopped crying.

"Then you haven't returned to your natal family? Are you on a bad relationship with your mother-in-law? And your natal family's conditions are much better than your husband's." Mo Yuanbai glanced at Ms. Zhang's face.

"I..." Ms. Zhang was at a loss for words.

"Where is the money?" Mo Yuanbai asked suddenly.

"Ah? What money? I, I don't know." There was a moment of panic on Ms. Zhang's face, but she quickly covered it up.

"Your husband's selling-life-money!" Mo Yuanbai said word by word, staring at the person in front of him like a sword.

"What? I—" Ms. Zhang fainted.

Ye Qianluo stepped forward, grabbed Ms. Zhang's people, and "woke up" her painfully.

"Hospital...I'm going to the hospital..." Ms. Zhang said weakly.

Mo Yuanbai waved his hand, signaling Ye Qianluo to take him out.

The next one was the victim's sister. She looked like a countryman who had no knowledge of going to the city. She shrank on the sofa and said nothing.

"Ms. Lu, you have been married for many years, and your husband's house is quite far away. Why have you lived in your mother's house for so long this time?" Mo Yuanbai flipped through the previous materials and began to ask questions.

"My brother is gone, and my mother is alone, so stay with her more." Ms. Lu replied in a low voice.

"Aren't you accompanied by your sister-in-law? Don't they have a bad relationship?" Mo Yuanbai asked again.

"It's, it's okay..." Ms. Lu lowered her head, kneading the corners of her clothes with both hands.

"Your brother died, did someone give you a sum of money not to report the crime?" Mo Yuanbai chased after the victory.

"Money? What...money?" Ms. Lu suddenly raised her head, met Mo Yuanbai's eyes, and lowered her head again.

"It's not for money, can you stay at your mother's house and ignore your newly born one-year-old son?" Mo Yuanbai asked coldly.

"People are murdered, how could the murderer give us money? I beg you, stop talking nonsense! I kneel down for you..." Ms. Lu suddenly got up from the sofa and wanted to kneel down.

Ye Qianluo put down his pen, rushed forward with a stride, grabbed Ms. Lu's arm with one hand, and lifted her up. Kneeling, their detective team can still explain clearly?

If it is posted on the Internet by someone with a heart, causing public opinion to be oriented, the consequences will be even more serious.

"Captain Mo, that's the only way to go?" After sending away the last family member of the victim, the waiting area was vacant. Ye Qianluo tidied up the transcripts, raised his head and said to Mo Yuanbai.

They are just the families of the victims, they cannot search and monitor, they can only see some clues from the loopholes in their words.

"We'll wait until Huang Qixin's family members arrive. He Yuxiao, is there any news from Uncle Hua and Sister Nan?" In the police office, Mo Yuanbai looked at He Yuxiao.

"I was asked to adjust the company's employee list just now, and I should be checking it." He Yuxiao leaned on the back of the chair, pinched his fingers, and looked tired, but when he looked at Mo Yuanbai, his eyes were a little bit Acting like a baby.

Ye Qianluo stood behind Mo Yuanbai, looked away from He Yuxiao's face, squeezed his fingers, and pursed his lips.

"The two of you continue to check the accounting records. I'll go to the detention center." Mo Yuanbai glanced at He Yuxiao, then looked away, looking at Sima Zhiyuan.

"Why?" Ye Qianluo asked, which happened to be what other people wanted to ask.

"I'll meet that fake certificate dealer again, I don't think he's telling the truth." Mo Yuanbai replied.

"Captain Mo!" Just as he was speaking, Zhou Xiaofei hurried in, excitedly raising the report in his hand, "I simulated the size of a scalpel from four corpses."

Seeing that everyone was looking forward to him, Zhou Xiaofei handed the report directly to Mo Yuanbai, and explained: "This doctor's knife is custom-made, with a very thin blade, 0.8 cm wide and 3.5 cm long, made of willow leaves. The thinnest of the knives. I deduced from the anatomical surface through the model, and got the simulation pattern of this knife.”

"Would it be easier to find a doctor through a scalpel?" Zhou Xiaofei said, his excitement weakened. "Well... maybe it's not that easy, after all, doctors can be hired from outside."

"No. Anesthesia kills people. A doctor with medical ethics will not do it. This person's medical skills are extremely high, and people in the circle are likely to know him. So, Xiaofei, you and Qiuqiu go to a few hospitals in the city to inquire and see. Does anyone use a similar scalpel." Mo Yuanbai glanced at the simulation map of the scalpel.

"Yes." Wu Qiuqiu put down the slip in his hand, walked over and patted Zhou Xiaofei on the shoulder, "Let's go, forensic doctor?"

"He Yuxiao, continue to check the monitoring. I want a daily route map of the environmental sanitation company's garbage trucks for a month." Before Mo Yuanbai left, He Yuxiao lost a task.

There were two people on the mission, Mo Yuanbai's former partner died, and Ye Qianluo sat in the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle resignedly, and fastened his seat belt in time.

To say that Mo Yuanbai drives really fast, ordinary city roads just give him the feeling of driving F1. If he didn't wear a seat belt and braked suddenly, he would probably throw it directly into the front gear and die on the spot.

Half an hour later, their car flew to the suburban detention center and went to the prison guards to complete the procedures for interrogating Dong Henian.

Dong Henian, whose full name is Dong Laoliu, started his career as a fake certificate. The crime is not serious, but he is very popular. People from all walks of life will deal with him. Spend some money, so he is also the most informed.

"Dong Lao Liu, tell me, who is the one who asked you to apply for Wu Dacheng's ID card?" Mo Yuanbai knocked on the table in the interrogation room, and asked the old Youtiao who was dozing off through the iron railing.

Pendant is smart this time, and prepared a notebook and pen to record by the side.

"Just... Sun Dazi! Didn't I tell you last time? You didn't catch him?" Dong Laoliu looked drowsy and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Will Sun Jinhai make explosives?" Mo Yuanbai asked directly.

"This... How would I know? I gave a false testimony..." Dong Laoliu touched his nose, eyes dodging.

"Really? On the road, is there any news that you don't know? Or is it that even the detective bureau has to pay for your news?" Mo Yuanbai's face darkened, and his eyes froze instantly.

"I dare to buy, do you dare to sell?" Mo Yuanbai slapped the table, and Dong Laoliu was startled.

"No, no, dare not. Sun Jinhai is a veteran. He has worked as a bodyguard and security guard. He should... know how to make explosives?" Dong Laoliu rolled his eyes and responded.

"Should?" Mo Yuanbai narrowed his eyes, and a cold light overflowed from the corner of his eyes.

"Yes, yes! He did it before, but later he said he had gone to work, so he didn't do it." Dong Laoliu carefully raised his eyes to look at the imposing detective team members outside the iron railing.

"Where does he work?"

"Uh... Sanitation company? I don't know the details, I thought he was joking."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask me?"

Coming out of the detention center, Mo Yuanbai drove the car very fast without saying a word. The air pressure of the boss was too low, and Ye Qianluo huddled in the seat and did not dare to move.

Dong Laoliu really had a heart attack and was almost sent away on the spot.

"Dong Laoliu, you know, if you want to buy human organs, where can you buy them?" It was this problem that caused Dong Laoliu to have a heart attack and was taken away by the prison guards to the hospital for emergency treatment.

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