My friend borrowed the car and refused to return it, so I transferred him to prison

not to mention.

Ma Jiajun is lazy to eat, so he guards one-third of an acre of land. It would be good to have a few thousand yuan a year.

And Manocheng got more than 20 yuan from Li Junyao's father Li Jinwu in bits and pieces.

And more than half of the money was given to the couple.

That's 10,000+.

This 10,000+, if Ma Jiajun earns it himself.

I don't know how many years it will take.

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"Heh bah, idiot!"

The more Ma Jiajun and his wife thought about it, the more they felt that their business was very cost-effective.

They even secretly scolded the villagers for being idiots.

but.

Being poked in the back by the villagers in the village.

They still can't stand it

then.

Quicken your pace.

They hurried back to their new house.

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After about an hour.

Two startled cars came to Qinghe Village.

"Master, how can I get to the village secretary's house?"

A detective stuck out his head and asked the old man who was enjoying the shade at the head of the village.

"Forehead......"

The boss is also fast asleep.

Hearing the voice, he opened his eyes in bewilderment.

"Go there, go straight and you will arrive at the Vermilion Gate."

He pointed the way bewilderedly.

"Thank you uncle."

The detective saw that the old man was about to fall asleep again.

Not much to say.

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Shortly after.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

There was a knock on the door of the village secretary's house.

"Comrade detectives, who are you?"

The Party Secretary of Qinghe Village is a little old man in his 60s.

After opening the door, I saw several agents here.

He is also a little puzzled.

"Hello, we are..."

The leading agent introduced the identities of himself and others and their purpose of coming.

"What fraud?"

The village party secretary was also surprised when he heard this.

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"Yeah, we're here this time..."

The leading detective also talked about his concerns about waiting for others to come and take them away.

"Don't worry, we are poor, but it's not unreasonable. How could it interfere with official duties?"

The village party secretary immediately understood why the detectives didn't go to the criminals, but instead came to him first.

And immediately.

He patted his chest to assure himself.

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If it was someone else, he certainly wouldn't dare to make such a guarantee.

But Ma Jiajun's family is not very popular.

Who will help them?

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Even in order to show that Qinghe Village is indeed reasonable, and to dispel the concerns of several detectives.

The village party secretary also found a few young and strong men in the village.

In the name of the name, cooperate with the work of several agents to prevent Ma Jiajun and his wife from running away.

See this battle.

Several detectives looked at each other.

A wry smile appeared on his face.

They deliberately said that there is no need for such a big battle.

But I don't want to let down the enthusiasm of these villagers.

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"Bang bang bang!"

The door of Majiajun's house was smashed by a young man who volunteered: "Open the door, open the door!!!"

"Who, scolded the neighbor next door and disturbed my nap."

creak.

Ma Jiajun opened the door cursingly.

Beside him, his wife also looked impatient.

Just after seeing the battle at the door.

The faces of Ma Jiajun and his wife froze.

"what's the situation?"

The couple were a little confused about what was going on now.

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"Hello, we are agents from the local police agency, and here is my ID."

The leading detective immediately stepped forward: "The two of you are involved in a fraud case... I don't know if you still remember..."

The detective explained the situation.

Ma Jiajun and his wife were a little dumbfounded.

Immediately.

They react.

"We are wronged, the money was given to us by our son."

Ma Jiajun and his wife cried out for injustice:

"Even if he is suspected of fraud, it has nothing to do with us."

"Isn't he going to jail now?"

"Shouldn't this matter be over?"

"Besides, at most we just think of a reason for him, and tell him what reason to ask that Li for money?"

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Listen to the words of Ma Jiajun and his wife.

Several detectives looked at each other.

It was the first time they had seen such cooperation with the investigation.

The suspect who revealed what he did.

But Ma Jiajun and his wife haven't realized that their own words are already calling for themselves.

The two of them were still rambling on about their arguments.

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And this time.

The little old man's village branch secretary also wanted to understand what was going on.

To know.

When those agents arrived at their home just now.

Because it was too sudden.

He panicked.

So I only heard that Ma Jiajun and his wife were suspected of fraud.

As for what exactly happened, I haven't figured it out very clearly.

And at his age, he doesn't surf the Internet very much, and he doesn't know about Manocheng.

But now.

He finally understood.

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"I remember that your family, Manocheng, is studying in a 211 college in Shanghai, right?"

Can't help it.

The little old man's village secretary then spoke:

"Then the university is a relatively well-known university, right?"

"Why are you two so confused?"

"Just for 10,000+ yuan? Just watch your children go to jail?"

The little old village party secretary didn't understand:

"After graduating from such a well-known university, your family, Ma Nuocheng, will have an annual salary of 10,000+ a year, right?"

"You can earn money in a year, and you actually used this money to sell your children?"

Watching their children go to jail.

It's no different than selling it.

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"What the hell?"

And listening to the words of the little old man's village branch secretary.