Who moved my novel?

"What about the third thing?" Zhao Feng looked at Dong Peng, a little nervous.

This last thing might not be easy to complete.

"Have a cup of tea first." Dong Peng made tea, poured a cup for Zhao Feng, and made a cup of coffee for himself.

"Why don't you drink tea?" Zhao Feng frowned slightly and didn't drink it directly.

"Drinking tea doesn't work anymore." Dong Peng shook his head: "I haven't slept well recently, and I don't have much energy, so I can only drink coffee."

Zhao Feng then noticed that Dong Peng's condition seemed to be much worse than before, and dark circles under his eyes were also showing a trend.

"Why? Are you worried that I'll poison you?" Dong Peng looked at Zhao Feng, calmly took Zhao Feng's teacup, drank it all, and then washed the teacup with tea in the teapot in front of Zhao Feng, and then poured another cup for Zhao Feng: "Please."

"Okay." Dong Peng showed his sincerity so much, Zhao Feng nodded, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Speaking of which, you said you were leaving before?" Dong Peng looked at Zhao Feng and asked.

"Yeah." I said this to Xue Mo and the people from the Municipal Bureau. "Zhao Feng nodded and didn't hide it."

"Why do you do this?" Dong Peng blew on the steaming coffee and took a sip.

"To track better." Zhao Feng didn't hide it.

"Track? Who?" Dong Peng looked at Zhao Feng puzzled.

"Xue Mo." Zhao Feng frowned slightly: "I originally wanted to follow him nearby to observe, but I didn't expect that he was so vigilant and had first-class anti-tracking and anti-reconnaissance capabilities. Every time I saw him, he stayed at home, as if he had never left the house."

"You also followed Xue Mo? Why?"

"I was framed before." Zhao Feng felt aggrieved when he mentioned this. According to the final result, it should be Pei Qian who did it, but Zhao Feng couldn't figure out why Pei Qian specially put those evidences in his own home.

If Pei Qian went to steal something, Zhao Feng would believe it, but why did Pei Qian carry a cup when stealing? Why did he tie a bandage on his faucet?

"You also suspect it was Xue Mo?" Dong Peng looked at Zhao Feng and asked.

"Besides him, I can't think of anyone else who has come into contact with the deceased." Zhao Feng thought for a moment and added, "Besides, Xue Mo also has a motive, although the motive... is me."

"Are you saying that Xue Mo killed someone for you and then framed you?" Dong Peng frowned, "That sounds a bit strange."

"Indeed." Zhao Feng also nodded. There were too many things that didn't make sense in that incident.

"But it doesn't matter." Dong Peng shrugged, "Anyway, you want to monitor Xue Mo, and so do I. Am I right?"

"Yeah." Zhao Feng nodded.

"Then, happy cooperation." Dong Peng raised his cup slightly to indicate, then drank the coffee in the cup and exhaled a breath of hot air, "I'll finish it, you can do whatever you want."

"Happy cooperation." Zhao Feng nodded and finished the tea in the cup.

"Then I won't keep you any longer." Dong Peng watched Zhao Feng finish his tea, stood up, and walked to the back door: "Close the door when you leave."

"Wait!" Zhao Feng hurriedly called Dong Peng: "You haven't said the third thing yet."

Zhao Feng naturally didn't want to be controlled by others, but he was even more unwilling to keep a potential threat, or in fact, a potential favor.

"Close the door." Dong Peng shrugged and repeated.

...

"Xue Mo, Xue Mo!" Hu Danian slapped the table heavily before calling Xue Mo up.

"Huh?" Xue Mo rubbed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him hazily: "What, what's wrong?"

"Director Wang is calling you." Hu Danian frowned and looked at Xue Mo: "Get up and go over."

"Director Wang?" Xue Mo was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "Oh, okay. I'll go right away."

As he said that, Xue Mo stood up and was about to walk out.

"Wait!" Hu Danian frowned and took out a few tissues from the table: "Wipe it!"

"Wipe what?" Xue Mo looked at Hu Danian in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"Sleeves!" Hu Danian's mouth almost turned up to his chin.

"Oh! Oh!" Xue Mo then noticed that there was a lot of saliva on his sleeves.

"Wipe it and leave!" Hu Danian turned his head away, not wanting to look at Xue Mo's sleeves for a second.

"Yes, yes, okay, officer." Xue Mo nodded repeatedly, quickly wiped the marks on his sleeves, and then followed Hu Danian out the door.

As soon as he entered Director Wang's office, there was a thick smoke in the shop.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xue Mo quickly covered his mouth with his hands: "Call the police! Call the police! Get a fire extinguisher! Cough, cough, cough!"

"Enough, stop yelling!" Director Wang's voice came from the blue mist: "Come in and sit down."

"Director Wang..." Xue Mo stood at the door, with no intention of going in: "Director Wang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, come in quickly." Director Wang urged again.

"Why don't you come out?" Xue Mo asked tentatively.

"Come in if I tell you to!" Director Wang's tone was a little stern: "Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

"I won't go in!" Xue Mo shook his head repeatedly: "Director Wang, or you can lock me up! Anyway, I won't go in!"

"Cough, cough!" Wang Danian next to Xue Mo couldn't help clearing his throat: "Director Wang, or... you should come out."

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a few cigarettes?" Director Wang paused, as if he realized something: "Wait a minute."

After a few seconds, Director Wang came out of the house with a smoky look like a fairy: "Da Nian, open the window to ventilate. Xue Mo, come with me!"

"Okay." Xue Mo was as if he had been pardoned, and hurriedly followed Director Wang out.

...

"Brother Sun, what do you smell like?" Satan blinked and looked at Xiao Sun.

"Hmm?" Xiao Sun was stunned and smelled himself.

Uh, a smell of perfume...

"Today we went to catch a criminal, and a woman was frightened." Xiao Sun explained.

"Oh oh." Satan smiled: "So that's the case. Is she okay now?"

"Nothing, I've sent her home." Xiao Sun shook his head.

The woman was just passing by, and he had sent her home.

"Are you sure you sent her home?" Satan confirmed: "Will she be in danger in the community? In the corridor? At home?"

"No danger, I sent her to the doorstep before returning." Xiao Sun shook his head.

"That's good." Satan nodded: "Then, are you going out again?"

"Yes, there's a case, I have to go to the police station."

"Oh." Satan nodded: "Then go quickly, work is important."

"Yes." Xiao Sun nodded and prepared to go out.

"Brother Sun!" Satan suddenly called Xiao Sun who was about to go out.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Sun looked at Satan in confusion.

"That...that woman is not here, right?"