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234、Is it a big white fat man again?

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"Why?" Qin Bangye said a little puzzled.

"Don't worry, killing is not that fun. Without any chance, the other party will never easily destroy such a large net that he has worked hard to build. I just want Xi Sheng to ask randomly without any clues. The other party will definitely have a way to deal with him. As long as they can't find out for the time being, they can take a breath and live for the time being. Then we will take action secretly, not be afraid that the fox will not show its tail."

"Sir, I'm so proud!" Qin Bangye suddenly looked awe at the county magistrate. This kid got started very quickly. He saw that he was sleeping in, writing textbooks, or having fun with his wife every day. He was so calm at the critical moment, how could he look like a furry child under 20 years old?

The two sat upright in Shensitang, and later the second room brought Zhao Baocheng in. Zhao Baocheng died of his son and was in a bad mood, but he didn't look too sad, but he looked too angry.

Liang Feng ordered Chen An to call him and ordered him to record the record. Then he turned to Zhao Baocheng and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm really embarrassed. If something happened in your family one after another, you would still call you here. I'm sorry!"

"Mr. The county master has ruined the grass people. Just give me some instructions if you have something to say!" Zhao Baocheng responded. However, although he was respectful, his tone could not hide his impatientness. Since this guy came to Fengqiu, he had accidents one after another, and the matter became increasingly serious. Although he knew that he had nothing to do with this master, he still couldn't help but feel bad about him like a conditioned reflex.

Liang Feng didn't care and nodded, "The county asked bluntly, why did you suddenly remember to see your son?"

When Zhao Baocheng heard Liang Feng’s question, he was stunned for a moment, gradually lowered his head, and did not answer, and even started to cry.

Liang Feng hurriedly comforted him, "Zhao Yuanwai, a person cannot be resurrected by death, but he must be mourned and obedient to changes. Your son knows that he is ashamed of you, and he has not lost his conscience. Although the person is gone, you should be a little relieved."

Zhao Baocheng suddenly raised his head and said hatefully: "Of course he is ashamed of me! But I wish I could cut him into pieces, eat his flesh, and drink his blood, so that I could eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"Oh! Why should I be so generous?" Liang Feng shook his head and sighed.

"Sir, you don't know anything. He committed adultery to a concubine, and he was just a fool. It's a pity that he ruined my life's hard work!" After Zhao Baocheng said that, he couldn't help crying.

Liang Feng and Qin Bangye looked at each other and nodded slightly. They thought to themselves, and they were indeed talking about the topic.

"Don't be sad, let's talk about it slowly, okay?" Liang Feng said, and winked. Fang Er hurriedly picked up the tea bowl and handed it to Zhao Baocheng, signaling him to moisten his throat.

Zhao Baocheng took Gudu and took a big gulp. Then he spoke, "Sir, my family has saved money for several generations to accumulate some family business. This is the secret of his ancestors. There is no need to hide it." Liang Feng and Qin Bangye nodded and listened to him.

"At the generation of Caomin, I also knew that it was difficult to maintain my career, so I defected to all directions and curry favor with my heart. Finally, I found an opportunity to let Caomin get the special activities of tea in prefectures and counties along the East Road of Hebei." At this time, Liang Feng was surprised and looked at Qin Bangye again. Tea specialty, but it was still a prefectures and counties along the East Road of Hebei. This deal is very big! No wonder his family looks like an ordinary rich man, but it really has some origins.

Zhao Baocheng continued: "Since more than ten years ago, Caomin obtained the official exchange (the certificate of tea sale in the late period of Emperor Zhenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty). He went all the way to Gunzhou, Qingzhou and Hejian Prefecture, and the business was entrusted by Caomin to me by the family. He went directly to the Northern Dynasties. After more than ten years, the business was prosperous."

"Well, Mr. Zhao is really amazing. But what does this have to do with your son's death?"

"Alas, Caomin is gradually declining. In the past, I personally escorted goods to Hejian Mansion. In the past three or four years, I gradually became lazy and handed over to my disobedient son to take over. I only checked the accounts and counted the transactions at home. Who knew that since the accident happened at home last month and the rebellious son was put into prison, Caomin counted his accounts and found that what he gave me in the past or two years was false, but in fact he had lost 30,000 to 40,000 yuan!"

Liang Feng was shocked: "Didn't you notice it long ago?"

"In our industry, we collect tea in spring and settle the bill in winter. It will take a month to calculate the turnover. He received the payment from the other end of the Hejian first and covered it up. How could he find it in a while? If it weren't for his and that bitch's journey this time, he would probably not be able to notice it until next spring!" Zhao Baocheng smiled miserably and replied.

"Then are you going to ask him about the deficit in the past two days?"

"That's right, it's a pity that he committed suicide because he was afraid of the crime. The grass people have no way to ask. I have pity for my whole life. Even if I kill me now, I can't afford to pay so much money from the master!" Zhao Baocheng couldn't help but cry loudly when he said sadly.

"Are all this money not yours?"

"It's so that the master learned that Caomin had to occupy 20% of the shares, and the rest was entrusted by the previous family. At this time, not only did he lose all his money, but he lost all his capital in vain. I'm afraid that the route he handed over to me to run would be transferred to others! Alas, I'm better off dead!" As he said that, Zhao Baocheng became a little dazed.

Liang Feng took advantage of his complete collapse and hurriedly asked him the last question: "Who is your previous family?"

"I'm sure I'm not hiding it. It's the current queen mother's nephew, Mr. Liu Congde, Mr. Liu!"

It's that big white fat man again!

This matter is really big. Zhao Baocheng turned out to be Liu Congde's business agent, and his own son lost money. Now Zhao Baocheng not only lost all his money but also could not afford Liu Congde's capital, but also had the worry of changing hands in his business route.

Liang Feng felt dizzy in his head.

How did Zhao Shouzheng lose these tens of thousands of yuan? Why did his father die when he was about to come and ask? Who was so bold? And he was so bold that even Liu Congde dared to be sinister!

Liang Feng was trembling. How could this be a case that he, a small magistrate, could be asked about?

Zhao Baocheng stumbled, and Liang Feng ordered Haosheng to watch him to prevent him from thinking about it. He turned to Qin Bangye and said, "Chief, we are being pushed into the fire pit. What should we do?"

Qin Bangye had no idea either. This was not an ordinary murder case, it was simply a shocking case! After thinking for a long time, he had to say, "Sir, why not write a copy and report it!" He really couldn't bear it.

Liang Feng shook his head and said, "How is it so easy? The Liu family may not be able to afford to lose tens of thousands of yuan, but they will never easily hand over such a big business. At that time, as long as you solve the murder case, the person behind the scenes will naturally reveal their heads.

But how can the people who dare to tear down the corners of his Liu family be together? I’m afraid that we will be implicated and will be eaten up completely without making any mistakes. Oh, let’s investigate it to the end. After asking about this case in public or private, it’s still a merit!"...)

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