Mou Xuan's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and his eyes scanned the mountains of supplies inch by inch like a scanner.
I originally thought that after expelling Partner Chen, I could rest easy, but now it seems that things are far from that simple.
He picked up a bag of rice, and it felt light and airy, like an empty shell.
He picked up another bucket of oil, shook it a few times, and was obviously dissatisfied.
"What the hell is going on? Did someone cut corners when purchasing the goods?" Mou Xuan cursed in his mind. It felt like paying for a membership to watch a drama, only to find out that it was pre-ordered. He instantly felt unhappy.
He checked bag by bag and bucket by bucket, and the doubts in his heart grew like a snowball. Something was wrong, very wrong!
The originally jubilant atmosphere in the safe house gradually cooled as Mou Xuan's face became increasingly gloomy.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with this big guy.
He piled up bags of tampered supplies together as if he was performing some mysterious ritual. The veins on the back of his hands bulged as if he was trying to uncover the conspiracy behind it.
Mou Xuan felt a strong sense of irritation, the feeling was like when a game suddenly froze, making one want to throw the phone to the ground.
On the one hand, he suspected that it was his partner Chen who was behind this, after all, that guy was notoriously treacherous and cunning; on the other hand, he felt that he was being a little paranoid, after all, everyone trusted him so much now, could it be that he was seeing things?
"This shouldn't happen. I'm a reborn person, how can I be affected by such a small matter?" He cursed himself in his heart, trying to calm himself down.
However, the lingering suspicion and vigilance deep in his heart was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, making him feel uncomfortable.
He raised his head and looked at everyone, his eyes were as sharp as a knife. The suppressed emotions gradually accumulated in his heart, like a volcano about to erupt.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner anxiety.
"Call Detective Lu and ask him to check the source of these supplies..." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Chen Yao ask doubtfully: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with these supplies?"
Mou Xuan did not answer, but said in a deep voice: "There is a problem, and it is a big problem." The people around him whispered, with confusion in their eyes, as if they were looking at a neurotic patient.
"What's wrong with you, boss? It's just a few bags of rice, is it a big deal?" "That's right. There are so many supplies now, even if a few pounds are missing it's no big deal, right?" "Could it be that you're under too much pressure and have gone insane?" These voices buzzed like mosquitoes, making Mou Xuan's head ache.
He felt like a lone traveler standing on a deserted island. The air around him became sticky and made it hard for him to breathe.
It felt like a huge rock was pressing on my chest, heavy and stuffy.
"Am I really making a big deal out of nothing?" Mou Xuan began to doubt himself for the first time. It felt like being reported by teammates for cheating in a game and having no way to defend himself.
He scratched his hair irritably, feeling like a trapped animal in a cage. The pressure around him surged like a tide, almost drowning him.
Whenever he encountered such things in the past, Mou Xuan would investigate them alone, like a lone hero.
But today, he looked at Chen Yao for some unknown reason and poured out all his worries.
"Yaoyao, I always feel that something is wrong. This batch of supplies seems to have been tampered with." His voice was low, with a barely perceptible fragility.
Chen Yao did not laugh or question like the others, but listened carefully. Her clear eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, with a hint of worry and understanding.
"Brother Xuan, what exactly are you talking about..." Her voice was gentle, like a stream of clear spring flowing through Mou Xuan's anxious heart.
A warm feeling surged into his heart, and Mou Xuan felt like a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert and suddenly found a clear spring.
He told Chen Yao all his discoveries and suspicions in detail, including the secret of his rebirth.
After listening to this, Chen Yao did not show any expression of shock or doubt, but instead stood more firmly on Mou Xuan's side.
"Between Brother Xuan and me, an inexplicable warmth spread in the air.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Chen Yao said, "Brother Xuan, have you ever thought about..." She paused, her eyes falling on the list of supplies in Mou Xuan's hand, "Perhaps we can start from..."
Chen Yao's slender finger pointed at an inconspicuous corner of the material list, where a vague mark was printed, as if it had been deliberately wiped off.
"Brother Xuan, look at this."
Mou Xuan narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. The logo looked like an eagle with its wings spread, but it was a little deformed, as if it had been pranked by someone.
"This thing... looks familiar..." He scratched his hair, trying to search through the garbage of his memory.
Suddenly, he stood up abruptly as if struck by lightning, "Oh my god! I remember! This is the logo of 'Black Hawk'! It's the smuggling company run privately by that guy named Chen!" A surge of blood rushed to his heart, and he felt like he was playing a script-killing game. He finally found the key clue and was only one step away from identifying the murderer.
"Black Hawk? What is that?" Chen Yao blinked and asked curiously.
"A shell company that specializes in smuggling contraband. I've caught them before, but I didn't expect this guy would dare to do this!" Mou Xuan clenched his fists, his joints cracking, as if he wanted to crush the guy named Chen.
He immediately contacted Detective Lu, "Check Black Hawk for me! It's the smuggling company with a logo that looks like a disabled eagle! I want to know all their transaction records!"
Detective Lu on the other end of the phone said impatiently, "Mr. Mou, I've already told you that the logo might just be a coincidence..."
"Coincidence! I'm telling you, there must be something wrong behind this! Check it out for me quickly! If you can't find anything, you'll be fired!" Mou Xuan's firm tone was like a bomb, instantly igniting Detective Lu's anger.
"Mr. Mou, please watch your words! I am a detective, not your personal bodyguard! If you don't trust my professional judgment, you can ask for help from someone else!" After Detective Lu finished speaking, he hung up the phone. The sound of "beep, beep, beep..." echoed in Mou Xuan's ears, like a loud slap in the face.
"This kid has become too powerful, hasn't he?" Mou Xuan was furious, but he could do nothing but think of a solution on his own.
"It seems I have to do it myself!"
Just as he was about to go out, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number. "Hello?"
"Mr. Mou, I am Mo's informant, Lan's confidant...something happened to him, he is being hunted down, and now his life or death is unknown..."
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