Who moved my novel?

"Then we went to the warehouse to get vegetables." Lao Zhu thought for a while and said, "We all went in. I don't know about Guo."

"Didn't he go in with you?" Team Huang asked, looking into the passage.

"No." Lao Zhu shook his head, "We haven't seen him since the first time we went in. I don't know if you saw it just now. There is a fork in the road. The warehouse is on the left and his office is on the right."

"Yeah." Team Huang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. This kind of thing will be known after a little investigation. I believe that the person in front of him will not lie about this kind of thing. Or is there another thing more important: "Why did you go to his office? Logically, you should just leave after you finish your work, right?"

"Because I have to pay him..." Lao Zhu shrugged helplessly, "I don't want to go either..."

"Did you knock on the door or go in directly?" Team Huang continued to ask.

"We knocked on the door." Lao Zhu said without hesitation: "We knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded. Then we went outside to wait for a while. After another half a day, we saw that he didn't come back from outside, so we went back to the door of his office."

"Yeah." Team Huang nodded: "Did anyone come out from inside or go in from outside?"

"This..." Lao Zhu thought about it and shook his head: "No, we have been near the door, and we can see the exit from his office door. I am sure that no one came out."

"I see." Team Huang nodded: "What happened after the body was found?"

"After the body was found?" Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment: "I called the police. My colleague ran out to vomit. After I called the police, I kept looking at the door. No one came out, and no one passed by."

"Yeah." Team Huang nodded: "Where is your colleague now? Can you contact him?"

"He should be in the car." Lao Zhu pointed to the truck next to him.

…

"Xue Mo?" Wang Zhenhua frowned and looked at Xue Mo: "Why are you here again?"

Every time Wang Zhenhua saw Xue Mo, he had an ominous premonition, especially after he choked a homeless man to death last time.

"I came to see you." Xue Mo smiled: "Don't be nervous, this case is in the hospital, not in your police station."

"Oh, haha." Wang Zhenhua laughed dryly: "What do you want?"

"No." Xue Mo shook his head, took out a handful of melon seeds, and asked while eating: "How was the last case? Is the dead man okay now?"

"The deceased... is currently emotionally stable..." Wang Zhenhua raised his eyebrows: "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm concerned." Xue Mo calmly handed a handful of melon seeds in his hand to Wang Zhenhua: "Speaking of which, is there no follow-up?"

" No more. "Wang Zhenhua shook his head: "People from the Municipal Bureau came to investigate before, and later said it was an accidental death, so it was left unresolved. I guess it was really just an accident."

"Oh." Xue Mo nodded, and then he stopped dwelling on this question, and changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Wang, what do you eat in the cafeteria today?"

"Dumplings..." Wang Zhenhua frowned slightly: "Why? What do you want to do? By the way, how did you know we have a cafeteria?"

Before, the Chengbei Police Station did not have a cafeteria, but since the last incident, the station specially spent a "huge amount of money" to hire a cooking aunt.

But...how did Xue Mo know about this?

"Didn't you all post on WeChat Moments?" Xue Mo looked at Wang Zhenhua in confusion: "It's comparable to a five-star chef, the beef is soft, glutinous and fragrant, the prawns melt in your mouth, and what else..."

"Okay, okay." Wang Zhenhua waved his hand quickly: "Stop talking, stop talking."

It's all because the humanities in the institute are too weird. They are obviously not at that level, but they have to use those idioms, and as a result, they are criticized by countless people.

"Then, can I try it?" Xue Mo licked his lips: "Look, it's almost noon..."

"No, no." Wang Zhenhua waved his hands repeatedly: "It's not that I don't give you face, it's really that our own canteen has regulations that outsiders cannot dine in."

There are indeed regulations, but it's just that it's not open to the public. To put it bluntly, if there are relatives and friends, or prisoners who are caught by mistake, it's okay to have a meal together.

But Xue Mo...

Don't even think about it!

"Is that so..." Xue Mo seemed a little disappointed: "I came all the way here, but in the end I was happy for nothing, ah..."

"Don't act pitiful in front of me." Wang Zhenhua quickly interrupted Xue Mo who was starting to act: "Just tell me, what's the matter? If nothing else, I'll go in first."

"Well, there is a little bit." Xue Mo hesitated for a moment and nodded: "But it's not a big deal, I just dreamed that a case was going to happen somewhere, so I came here to report a case."

"Case?" Wang Zhenhua frowned slightly: "What case? Where is it?"

"Don't worry, it's not a murder." Xue Mo stared at Wang Zhenhua and smiled slightly: "It's a case of cheating."

"Cheating?" Wang Zhenhua raised his eyebrows, feeling a little ominous: "Where is it? How do you know?"

"I dreamed about it." Xue Mo thought for a while and continued: "The address is in Xicheng District."

"Xicheng District..." Wang Zhenhua frowned, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Although cheating is immoral, it is not a case. It's useless for you to tell me."

"I want you to help me find the poor woman whose husband cheated on her." Xue Mo shook his head, with a look of melancholy on his face: "Just think about it, that woman, her husband cheated on her without her knowing it, and she was completely unaware of it."

"Every day, she prepared meals and waited for her husband to come home, but what she got was a call saying that he would not come home for dinner."

"On holidays and anniversaries, she understood that her husband was busy at work, and quietly made preparations, just waiting to give her husband a surprise. Little did she know that her husband had fallen in love with another woman!"

"Alas! Poor! Sad! Lamentable!"