"Oh? Relative?" Lu Qiao said in confusion.

At this time, Wenshan took out stacks of ID cards from the drawer of the coffee table next to him, compared the appearance of Luqiao from one ID card to another, and said, "This is Wenbo's distant cousin. You may want to ask you to visit Wenbo with this ID card. Can you see?"

"How come your old man has so many ID cards here?" Lu Qiao asked in confusion.

"The second-generation ID card can be reissue, but the previous one will not expire. If you are in our business, just point to your ID card to open a card for the bank. After all, every card is subject to transfer restrictions every day, so relatives and friends will apply for an ID card to leave it for me, which is considered support for my business. And many times you cannot use your own ID card, so you can just take this ID card. It can help you, but it is also considered my loyalty to Shangqing, right?" Mr. Wenshan explained.

Lu Qiao lit his head and grabbed the ID card in Mr. Wenshan's hand. Lu Qiao carefully looked at the person named Wen Zhang. The ID card and name are both real, and the similarities to him are limited to his figure.

This is not only about getting evidence, but also giving away an identity.

Mr. Wenshan followed Lu Qiao and reminded: "It's better to memorize the ID number if you have nothing to do. The number you ask the most is this number. If you can report it, you can basically get away with it. Even if you don't look like it, you won't be discovered."

Lu Qiao lit his head and walked out of the pawnshop. Old Master Wenshan was still giving him a gift in the store.

"Leave a phone number." Old Master Wenshan said.

Lu Qiao knew that he would definitely not be able to leave a phone number to Mr. Wenshan.

Lu Qiao opened his mouth and said, "Give me a number, let's contact us one-sidedly."

After leaving the phone number, Mr. Wenshan looked at Luqiao, but Luqiao couldn't just ride a bicycle away.

I could only go around for an extra time and took the bicycle back to the welfare home. Lu Qiao returned to the welfare home with the ID card of the article and a whole account book.

Lu Qiao understood that at this time, we had to find a way, a way to defeat Lisa.

I now have evidence, but I can't deal with Lisa.

It is because in the eyes of these people who help Lisa sell, Lisa's identity is called Shangqing. Only Lu Qiao knows that Shangqing's real identity is Lisa, and the information is unequal.

So who is Lisa in the eyes of outsiders? The secretary of Lugang Star CEO, a secretary and an antique counterfeiter are almost inseparable from each other.

So is this the clever part of the Freemasonry?

Lu Qiao understood that his difficulty lies in how to make Lisa recognize her identity, but Lu Qiao's first reaction was to report the incident.

...

At the police station not far from the cafe, Lao Liu had just finished making tea and was about to drink it.

Today, Lao Liu was on duty and sat alone in the hall watching the newspaper and passing the time.

There have never been any big cases in the old community, it is nothing more than a small matter of slipping through the door and picking locks and stealing.

From time to time, there are some impolite, obscene and disheveled trivial matters. Of course, the longest thing that happens is the problem of disturbing people and walking the dog.

Of course, most of these things are managed by urban management, but many people will alarm the police.

It was a rare afternoon of leisure, so Lao Liu certainly hoped that nothing would happen.

At this time, Lao Liu had just taken a sip of tea and saw Lu Qiao walking in quickly at the gate of the police station. When Lao Liu saw Lu Qiao, he naturally thought of something in his mind and said, "You are here, I think of you. We should not be relatives. I have asked about home before."

Lu Qiao looked at Lao Liu at this time and said with a smile: "Well, Officer Liu, right? What should I do if I want to report the case?"

"You want to report the case? Because I will tell me what's going on first. I'll solve the small things for you. I'll go in. Otherwise, if you catch a cat and throw a dog, you'll find a firefighter." Lao Liu explained naturally, thinking it was a trivial matter of family matters.

Lu Qiao thought about it and said, "I work in a welfare home. Today I took the children out for fun. I walked around to clean the garbage on the street, and then went to Sanguandian Lane. The children found something, and I felt that it shouldn't be garbage."

Lao Liu smiled and stretched out his hand: "It's a good thing to take a child to volunteer. Why did you find money? Or did you find an ID card? Do you need me to verbally praise me? Is the child outside the door?"

"I'm not here, I'm still in the welfare home. But I've brought the things, I hope you can take a look." Lu Qiao said as he took out the account book from behind.

Old Liu thought that it must be the child who had earned money, but saw Lu Qiao handing him a large thick notebook.

Of course, the thickness of the book is only half that of the original road bridge, and the road bridge divides the paste into two parts.

I left behind the account book for nearly three years and handed over the account book for the previous three years.

"What... is this? Book?" Old Liu asked in confusion.

"I can't say anything, it seems like something very important," Lu Qiao explained.

At this time, Lao Liu nodded his head and turned on the first page, and took out his reading glasses from the cabinet.

After reading it page by page, there are time and place on it.

At this time, Old Liu muttered: "Whose account book is right? You have to return it quickly."

Go back? I took it out with great effort. Although it was basically what Mr. Wenshan gave it half-rejected, it would be a blown up if he returned it directly.

Lu Qiao pointed to the thing in front of Lao Liu and said, "I have been studying it for a long time. They seem to only sell one thing called Jiaozi. From the beginning, one thousand yuan per piece to the point where it became cheaper and cheaper. I casually calculated that I sold tens of millions and nearly hundreds of millions. I really don't know how valuable things can be. After checking Jiaozi, it seems that it is antiques. In ancient times, but in six years, the shipment volume of antiques has been sold for tens of thousands of pieces. Isn't it right? Officer Liu?"

Lu Qiao tried to give advice to Lao Liu, hoping that Lao Liu would understand what he said at this time.

At this moment, Old Liu suddenly felt energetic: "Yes, why do you say there is really a problem? I will report it, please make a record with me."

Lao Liu asked Luqiao again with paper and pen. Luqiao said aside the incident. The detailed location of the items was accurately reached at the door of the pawnshop. After Lao Liu finished recording, he called.

Lao Liu reached out to block the road bridge. After a call, Lao Liu looked at the road bridge and said, "You have made contributions. Do you know that there have been fake antique groups in Lugang committing crimes crazy. But I have never known their specific locations over the years, and only know that the boss in the leader called Shangqing. This Shangqing seems to be an official position in ancient times. This title makes us worry about finding it. This account book is likely their thing, and of course it needs to be identified. If so, it can be narrowed down at once. It's a great thing."
Chapter completed!