Chapter 309 Warm Mr. Lin (38)

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. There are no ghosts in this world."

Xiao Zheng's appearance was not much different from Xiao Yang's. Seeing that the Chinese New Year was coming at the end of the month, the citizens didn't prepare well for the Chinese New Year. Instead, they liked to hang around them all day long.

Under the pressure of public opinion, they finally knelt and worked overtime for a few days.

So tired, now give them a bed, they'll sleep till the end of the world.

"Boss, we have a clue!"

Just when the people in the office were drowsy, the door of the office was slammed open, and the fresh air outside contrasted with the heavy smell of smoke in the office.

When Xiao Deng first came in, he saw such a scene.

The corners of the desk are full of buckets of instant noodles, and there are too many cigarette butts on the table. The big guys all look sluggish, and the shirts on their bodies are already wrinkled. They haven’t seen each other for a few days. Go back and rest.

Xiao Deng's words of "I have a clue" immediately enlivened the atmosphere in the office. Big men surrounded a petite woman, chatting about something in a hurry, and they were very excited.

"It's so early in the morning, what's the noise!"

With his back to the crowd, Fu Miao turned his chair, threw the information in his hand on the table with a 'slap', got up and walked towards the crowd.

Being oppressed by the boss, the noisy office fell silent for a while, and when Fu Mo walked in front of them, he took two steps back and directly opened a way for Fu Mo.

"You said."

Fu Mei looked much better than the others, but the haggard eyes and the smell of cigarettes on his body still made Xiao Deng frown.

"The dead man's mouth contained fibers."

"Isn't this already found out?"

Before Xiao Deng finished speaking, Xiao Zheng couldn't help opening his mouth. After receiving Fu Mo's eyes, he quickly closed his mouth and hid himself behind Xiao Yang.

"That's right, I said before that the deceased's mouth contained fiber, but after overnight comparisons, we found that this fiber is extremely rare in China. Because it is expensive, no one will buy it, so very few people use it."

After talking for a long time in one breath, Xiao Deng took a breath and continued.

"I checked the information, and this fiber only appears on shirts of a certain brand abroad, and there is only one person in City Z who can wear that brand."

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were on Fu Mei. As long as Fu Mei gave an order, they would go and arrest him.

"Wait a minute."

The investigations over the past few days have caused Fu Mo a headache. In his hand is the information that Xiao Deng handed him. He doesn't quite understand it, but what Xiao Deng said just now is straightforward enough.

It was Lin Chaomu again. In order to investigate Lin Chaomu earlier, he almost broke through the threshold of that incredible company, but everyone said that Lin Chaomu was in the company at that time.

The company staff were also annoyed by his questioning, so they directly called up the monitoring in the meeting room that day to let him see clearly.

Headache, even breathing is intermittent, no matter before or after leaving the teacher, Fu Miao has never encountered such a case.

"Boss, what are you waiting for! If you don't go to the prisoner, you should run away."

Xiao Zheng didn't care about anything else, and ran directly in front of Fu Mei, dancing excitedly.

The prisoner finally surfaced, and Lin Chaomu finally showed his feet after bouncing around under their noses for so long, and he will let him taste it later, what is pain.

(End of this chapter)

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