my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 161 I do things without evidence!
"Bullshit! Bastard! They are all losers!"

At the police headquarters, the Office of the Commissioner of Police, Brother Yi's roar sounded.

The Assistant Director of the Criminal Department, the Superintendent of the Crime Squad, and Senior Inspector He Sir, all three stood side by side, like primary school students who had made mistakes, with their heads hanging down, letting Brother One roar, insult, and poke his forehead.

"asshole!"

The first brother poked the head of the assistant director with his finger, and said angrily: "2 million gold is missing, how did you guarantee it to me?"

"The 4000 million gold is gone, how do you ask me to explain to the bank?"

"You pay? You pay? Or do you accompany?"

The assistant director of the criminal department didn't dare to gnaw, the superintendent of the serious crime team pretended to be an ostrich, and Sir He, the operation commander, lowered his head lower and lower.

4000 million gold?
If you sell them, you won't be able to pay, so you can only pretend to be an ostrich, and a tall man will support it.

Their bodies are not strong enough to bear it!

"Damn things!"

Brother Yi's chest heaved violently with anger, he pointed at Sir He and cursed angrily: "From now on, go and guard the pond. Never let me see you, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you."

"Sorry, sir."

He sir was overshadowed, and walked out of the office with a disheartened face.

Political career is over.

For the rest of his life, he would never even think about turning over. He lost 4000 million gold. Even if he changed jobs, he would never be able to climb up.

So Sir He never thought about changing jobs, and was demoted to guard the pond. Although he lost his career path, he was better at leisure and stable wages. He could earn tens of thousands of yuan for fishing and patrolling every day, and he had police benefits and insurance. , you can still get a pension when you get old.

Come to think of it, this job is pretty good.

Many salted fish are hard to come by.

Nothing is easy.

He sir, who was going to be a salted fish, suddenly thought about what method the kidnappers used to transport [-] million gold under their noses.

It's a pity that fixed thinking limits imagination. Sir He couldn't think of a reason even if he tried hard, so he simply didn't bother to think about it.

I'll buy a fishing rod tomorrow and become a fisherman honestly.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Wearing hollow silk pajamas, Shui Ling got out of bed drowsily, when suddenly her foot tripped over something, fortunately she was agile, otherwise she would have fallen.

"what?"

Take a closer look.

Everywhere you look is gold.

Glittering gold bars covered the entire boudoir, and the small juicy mouth instantly opened into an O shape, easily stuffing an egg.

Looking back at the sleeping man lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Shui Ling's brows were full of doubts.

No matter how he asked when he was running errands last night, Pan Haodong just didn't say where the gold went, but when he woke up, the whole boudoir was covered in gold.

Amazing!

"How did A Dong do it?"

Shui Ling's curiosity about Pan Haodong reached its peak at this moment. With so much gold, it would be difficult for even hundreds of people to smuggle it out of the parking lot, let alone one person.

But her man did it.

Unbelievable, unbelievable!
"Sister Ling, why are you so stupid?"

Pan Haodong suddenly opened his eyes and joked with a smile.

"You're the fool."

Shui Ling wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly, "How did you transport all this gold?"

The corners of Pan Haodong's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smirk: "Let me be comfortable serving me first."

"Hold on."

Went into the bathroom to wash up.

Shui Ling climbed onto the bed with a charming face, lifted a corner of the blanket, and slid in like a cat.

There are ventriloquists in Beijing.

From now on the king...

……

Kokubu Prison.

The warden Ah Yi wore a white scarf in his collar, a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, enjoying the fresh steak cooked by the chef, with a bottle of red wine on his right hand.

Eating breakfast is so formal, it can only be described in two words.

upper class!

It's just that the little chubby guy on the opposite side ruined the current upper-class atmosphere.

Little Fatty ate a fried egg, and the yolk flowed from the corner of his mouth to his collar. Ha Yi expressed his helplessness about this, and he didn't know what evil he did in his previous life. His son was born stupid.

"Director."

Suddenly, a prison guard burst in from outside the door.

Ah Yi put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "Is the investigation clear?"

"No, but there are suspicions."

The prison guard replied.

"Who?"

There was a murderous look in Ah's eyes.

The prison guard trembled, and said in fear: "According to the investigation, we initially suspected that Shashen did it. The reason why Shashen was imprisoned was that he fainted on the side of the road. It happened that Zhao Kang's men met and took the top bag away. If it was me When encountering this kind of thing, if there is a chance to get out of prison, he will take revenge as soon as possible, so Shashen is the most suspicious."

"I don't care about Zhao Kang's life or death, but Zhao Debao is my boss. He spent 500 million yuan to ask me to imprison 'Zhao Kang'. I will do things after receiving the money! Damn it, let Shashen go out for a few days, and then fuck my boss, obviously They are dismantling my platform and destroying my reputation."

Ah Yi said murderously.

Of the two Zhao Kangs he was talking about, one was the real Zhao Kang and the other was the fake Zhao Kang. Needless to say, the real one was Pan Haodong who was in charge of the bag.

Before Zhao Kang was turned into a concrete pier, he was chic outside, but he had actually changed his name to Yi.

Although everyone knew what was going on, but under the circumstances that Zhao Debao had managed well, the officials did not investigate and the people did not raise the case, so no one would care whether this Zhao Kang was real or not.

They only know that there is a 'Zhao Kang' serving his sentence in the prison.

Helping rich people is the biggest source of income for Kokubun Prison. One Zhao Kang is 500 million, and two are 1000 million. As long as he receives three or five orders a year, he can earn tens of millions.

The gold owner's father was messed with, how could Ah Yi, who regards money as his life, not be angry?
"Director, we only suspect that Zhao Kang's kidnapping was done by God of Death, and we haven't collected any evidence yet..." The prison guard who reported cautiously interjected.

"I don't need evidence to do things!"

Hajime glared at the prison guard.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The prison guard nodded repeatedly.

Ah Yi was silent for a while, and then ordered: "Go out and tell Shashen to give me half of the gold he got, otherwise he will die without a place to bury him!"

Ask for half.

It was Ha Yi who gave Shui Ling some face.

If Taishan, Ahai, and Huangquan got so much money outside, he would definitely take it all away, and then pick out a little bit from his nails and return it to Taishan and others.

If they don't agree, they will all be beaten to death. Anyway, the prison is full of talents, so we don't have to worry about not being able to recruit people to become kings.

"Yes, Director."

Watch and report the prison guards leaving.

Ah Yi turned to look at the little prison guard at the side, and ordered: "Go and call Huang Quan, Tai Shan, and Ah Hai over."

"Yes."

The little prison guard responded and left.

Soon.

Huang Quan, Tai Shan, and Ah Hai, led by the prison guards, entered the exclusive restaurant of Ah Yi and his son.

"Director." ×3
"Killing God bought [-] million gold outside, and you immediately drove out to bring [-] million gold back."

Ah Yi said arrogantly.

Huang Quan and the others subconsciously looked at each other when they heard the words.

Then, Huang Quan, who was the strongest, said, "Boss, what if the Killing God doesn't give it?"

"Then kill him and take away all the gold."

"Yes, Director."

A murderous intent flashed in Huang Quan's beautiful eyes.

However, it was not directed at the God of Death, but at the warden in front of him.

The same is true for Taishan and Ahai.

(End of this chapter)