mesbooks Chapter 132
Chapter 132
Chapter 132
Zhang Fugui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He knows the ability of the person in front of him, no matter what it is, as long as he agrees to do it, he can definitely do it.
The middle-aged man said again: "However... this time it involves rape, you have to hold down the side of the sufferer. Isn't it just a matter of men and women~ At this time, don't be afraid to spend money. After all, as long as the woman shuts up, this matter will not be difficult."
"Hungry, I know~" Zhang Fugui became anxious, even speaking his hometown dialect.
When he left here, the man in his sixties had been exhausted physically and mentally for several days, but there was nothing he could do. Who told him that he was his son!
Zhang Fugui cheered up, patted his cheeks with his hands, and hurried home.
Yesterday, in order to get Zhang Qiwen out of the prison, he made an exception and went to Zhang Erzhu's house to take two large yellow croakers.
I originally thought that one would be enough, but if I took an extra one, it would definitely be enough.
But I didn't expect that there would be a side issue, and now I have to go again.
Zhang Fugui knew very well that frequent visits to Zhang Erzhu's place would easily arouse suspicion, especially Zhang Erzhu himself.
Zhang Erzhu didn't know that there was a windfall hidden in the cellar of his house.
Zhang Fugui showed a lot of flaws yesterday in a hurry. If he goes again today, he will be in danger of being exposed.
On the way, while walking, Zhang Fugui wondered whether he should just take all the money and find another place to hide it.
However, when he came to Zhang Erzhu's house, an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.
Zhang Fugui frowned, staring at the lock on the nose of the door.
Zhang Erzhu never locks his locks when he goes to work, unless he goes out for a few days, he will lock them up.
Zhang Fugui took a deep breath, and comforted himself: "It's okay, maybe~ what's the matter with Er Zhuzi..."
While muttering, he took out the key to open the door.
Zhang Fugui had the key here, inserted it into the keyhole and twisted it, and the lock popped open with a click.
Zhang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhang Erzhu changed the lock, it would be a real disaster.
However, just after he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door to enter the house, he fell to the bottom.
I saw that the house was in a mess, as if a devil had entered the village!
Especially in terms of god position, Zhang Erzhu's parents are all gone.
Zhang Fugui flickered his head, his eyes went black for a while, and he shouted: "It's over!"
He swayed and reached out to press the wall, but he didn't fall down.
It took a full half a minute before he recovered, and hurriedly rushed to the cellar.
A moment later, the lights under the cellar were lit.
The wooden shelf was moved aside, the bricks were pried up, the oily paper and wooden boards were thrown on both sides, and the hole below was empty.
"oops!"
Zhang Fugui pressed his chest and yelled!
Although the box of gold and silver was not all of his belongings, but a quarter of it was lost!
It was like cutting flesh in his heart!
Zhang Fugui was panting heavily, his face was flushed red like a mad cow, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Erzhu! You~ you bastard! You will die..."
But tens of meters away, in room 304 of the next hotel, it was a different scene.
The little black wooden box lay open on the table.
Du Fei, Jiang Donglai, Zhao Xiaohu, and Cheng Dajun surrounded them.
Except for Du Fei's indifferent face, the other three, including Jiang Donglai, all showed faces that had never seen the world.
In fact, they can't be blamed. Even if Jiang Donglai is the deputy chief of the security department, his monthly salary is only 87 yuan.
Zhao Xiaohu and Cheng Dajun, one is a staff member, 27 yuan a month; the other is a patrol member, which is equivalent to a large group, 5 yuan a month.
At this time, the hundreds of taels of silver in front of them, plus 1000 yuan in cash, would be nearly 4000 yuan if converted into money.
Enough for Cheng Dajun to go without food or drink for 15 years!
They didn't know that the real big head here had been taken away by Du Fei long ago.
In the end, Jiang Donglai came back to his senses first, looked at Du Fei and said, "Xiao Du, what do you say?"
Du Fei looked at Zhao Xiaohu and Chen Dajun who were looking forward to it, and said to Jiang Donglai: "These things are half of your family, Xiaohu and Dajun are your brothers, and you will pay for it yourself. responsible."
Jiang Donglai nodded, what Du Fei said was quite fair, and even exceeded his expectations.
Jiang Donglai's performance this time was really not good.
If Du Fei hadn't discovered the address where the Zhang family hid money from other channels in the end, and counted on Jiang Donglai and the three of them, it is very likely that in the end, the bamboo basket fetching water would be in vain.
Even though from the beginning to the end, Du Fei only moved his mouth and the three of them contributed their strength, but according to Du Fei's role, Jiang Donglai had nothing to say if he wanted to open three to seven or four to six.
As for the ones for Zhao Xiaohu and Cheng Dajun, Jiang Donglai didn't avoid Du Fei, and simply said: "Huzi, Dajun, this time Xiaodu gave us [-]%, which is really flattering us. You two have to know it well, and work hard in the future , find a way to make up for it.”
Zhao Xiaohu was more clever, and quickly said: "Thank you Uncle, thank you Brother Du."
Cheng Dajun was a little too slow, and quickly thanked him, but stared at Dayang with a broad smile.
This time, he and Zhao Xiaohu were able to share one hundred and ten taels of silver, sold them all, and exchanged them for money, nearly 400 yuan, which was more than their annual salary!
At the same time, Zhang Fugui came out of Zhang Erzhu's house in a daze, covering his chest with his hands with a pale face, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Seeing him like this, the person next door asked worriedly, "Uncle, are you alright?"
Zhang Fugui walked out of the yard step by step as if he had never heard of it. He didn't even know how he got home.
The house is empty, and the stove is already cold.
The son was caught in the police station, and the daughter hid at her second aunt's house because of Li Shengli's incident.
Zhang Fugui sat down unsteadily, covered his face with his hands, buried his head between his knees, suppressed his emotions, and cried softly: "Retribution~ retribution! God! I, Zhang Fugui, have been a traitor. I have done a lot of evil. You punish me!" I am alone, why...why do I have to get retribution on Qiwen and Xiaoyun! When they were young...they were such good children..."
Zhang Fugui was exhausted both physically and mentally. He cried and cried and couldn't get up. He tilted his body and fainted on the ground.
With a bang, he knocked his head on the leg of the table, and his forehead turned red immediately.
But the stinging pain also made him wake up and let out an "uh", covering the pain with his hand, and looking at the palm of his hand, it was actually a piece of blood!
Zhang Fugui hurriedly got up and looked at the mirror.
Fortunately, it only scratched the skin a little bit, but it's not a big deal.
Zhang Fugui sighed, thinking he was unlucky, but he cheered up, treated the wound hastily, and began to think about what to do next.
Although the money hidden in Zhang Erzhu's house was lost, Zhang Qiwen had to save it, and Section Chief Qin promised to send two large yellow croakers.
There is also the victim of the case, which has to be settled with money.
After much deliberation, it's all about making money.
(End of this chapter)