River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 95 The evidence is conclusive, and you still have to argue?
"Could it be that you want me to submit it again? There must be a degree in everything."

Hearing what Jiang Ling said, the account manager didn't dare to offend him.

The more he didn't know Jiang Ling's identity at this time, the more polite he remained.

After all, like yesterday, the person who casually threw out 40 without blinking his eyes may not have a simple history.

Even Bingtou didn't bother him directly, but was going to find out his identity first, and then make a fuss.

He will not mess around anymore.

At this time, he smiled and said: "Young master, don't worry too much. This is just a routine inquiry. The young master was so rich yesterday, the loss of the money will not have anything to do with the young master. Since the young master doesn't know about it, then I Don't bother me any more."

Leading people out of the restaurant and onto the street, they were like headless chickens, nowhere to be found.

It is said that the people who come into the city every day, pay the money and leave. Now they are asked to look for them one by one. Except for those few who are deeply impressed, the others may pass by on the street, and they may not remember them.

A guard said anxiously: "If I can't find the money, do I really have to pay it with my salary? 40 taels, we all have half a year's salary together."

"Speaking of yesterday's money turning into horse dung, could it be that the money wasn't money at all in the first place?"

The account manager immediately denied: "Don't talk nonsense, I personally authenticated the money yesterday, and it is absolutely true. Someone must have taken the money away when we were not paying attention. Besides, if horse dung turns into money, Who has the ability?"

Guard: "I heard that there are some strange people who can turn into gold..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead by the account manager: "I heard? I heard that you have been on the job for so long, and there are few examples of hearing that the wind is the rain? Stop talking about it, everyone continue to find someone If you can’t find it, you have to look for it, or you and I will suffer.”

The four of them walked forward side by side, passing by the bustling street section for a while.

A few passers-by on the side of the road were chatting and laughing, pointing at the swaying person at the door of the brothel.

The guard looked at it, and also laughed: "There are still such anxious people, in the middle of the day... and in the morning, they actually want to go to the brothel to find a girl."

The account manager sneered, what is it in the early morning?
Those few people in the yamen entered the widow's gate before dawn, what do you know?

He followed everyone's gaze and glanced twice.

But I saw that man was wearing a dark blue gown, with a wretched mustache, carrying a box and carrying a flag in his hand.

He is clearly a Mr. Bazi!

'This outfit looks familiar! '

The account manager thought about it for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh and remembered.

After entering the city from Jiangling yesterday, the people behind him in line were a fortune teller and an old lady.

At that time, he was surprised by Jiangling's Yinliang, so he followed the flow of favor and put the two together.

At this time, memories flooded in like a torrent of water, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he matched that Mr. Ba Zi from yesterday.

The account manager immediately shouted: "This man, I remembered, he also came in yesterday, stop him."

The three guards hurried over and blocked the way of Bazixu.

The fortune teller looked at them: "Several officials, what's the meaning of this? I'm doing my duty, so I guess I haven't committed anything?"

The account manager walked over with a cold snort: "You go to the brothel early in the morning, your life is very nourishing."

The fortune teller smiled and said, "Master, going to brothels so early in the morning shouldn't break the law, right?"

"It's not illegal to go to brothels, but if you steal money, you're breaking the law."

"Stealing money? What's the point?"

The fortune teller's expression froze suddenly, and he became cautious in his heart.

What happened last night was extremely ingenious.

Even the young man himself may not know who did it. How did these servants find me directly?
"Stop talking nonsense, search!"

The account manager doesn't want to talk too much, the simple and rude thing is to search.

If you can't find it, just kick it away.

A guard grabbed his cage arbitrarily, threw it on the ground, and with a bang, a cloth bag rolled out, and four snowflakes fell out.

Fortune teller: "..."

He bent down and wanted to retrieve his money.

But his hands were immediately held up by two guards and they grabbed them.

"Okay, it's really here with you. It's really hard to find a place to go. After walking around for a long time, it's all here with you."

the accountant was furious,
For the 40 taels of silver, he was severely scolded by the soldiers last night, even the eighteen generations of his ancestors were not spared.

If they didn't find it today, they would have to spend half a year's salary to make up for it.

All of this is fucking done by this fortune teller.

The account manager's anger came from it, and kicked the fortune teller a few times: "I told you to steal money, I told you to steal money!"

"My lord, I didn't steal, I didn't steal money, I really didn't steal..."

Desperate interpretation of fortune-telling.

The accountant kicked him again: "How dare you speak hard? I got the 40 taels yesterday, and before I warmed my hands, it was stolen by your grandson. Now that the evidence is solid, how dare you deny it? "

The fortune teller was so painful that tears were about to flow,
But suddenly raised his eyebrows, yesterday?

"Master, did you make a mistake? When did I steal your money yesterday?"

The account manager insisted: "Hmph, still asking? Just yesterday morning, when you entered the city gate. Don't think I don't know, I even took a special look at you at that time, and I have a deep impression on you."

Steal money yesterday morning?

No, my money was stolen last night.

And it's not from you.

The fortune teller shouted wildly: "Master, I really didn't steal your money. Yesterday morning, I entered the city in front of you. How could I steal your money?"

The account manager said seriously: "You stole it in front of me."

Fortune teller: "..."

In fact, the account manager also knew in his heart that maybe the fortune teller really didn't steal the money.

After all, he only counted the money yesterday after everyone entered the city.

At that time the money was still there,
It was at the time of the handover that the money suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a few pieces of horse dung.

This matter is mysterious,

He couldn't use it to explain it to Bingtou, and Bingtou would definitely not listen.

And it so happened that the fortune-teller had exactly 40 taels of snowflake silver on him, which looked the same as yesterday.

"If you say you have been wronged, where do you dare to say where your money came from?" asked the manager.

Fortune teller: "I..."

This, I can't say.

Although it was not stolen from you, it was indeed stolen.

Account manager: "Can't tell?"

The fortune-teller gritted his teeth and said, "This money was picked up from the ground."

If you tell the truth, you will be guilty of theft after all.

And if he didn't say any reason, then these servants probably wouldn't spare him easily.

Therefore, he can only find an excuse to shirk.

However, with such an excuse, the accountant, who was not sure that he was a money thief, suddenly confirmed that he was the real thief in eight out of ten.

Although I don't know how he stole it, but he definitely stole it.

The account manager sneered: "What a coincidence? I just lost the money, and you just picked it up? Blind thing, don't even look at who the money is. You dare to steal the money from our soldier, and you want to die!" !Call me!"

The guards punched and kicked, and the fortune-teller's skin was ripped apart and blood was dripping from his mouth.

"Take it back to the Yamen and hand it over to the soldiers."

As soon as the account manager greeted him, the fortune teller was dragged away by the guards in the street like a dead dog.

(End of this chapter)