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Chapter 140 "Searching for Life and Death" Part Two

I slowly took out the yellow document bag, opened it and took a closer look at everything inside.

There are quite a few things inside, including a silver business card.

The name on the business card is Yun Huateng, and his professional title is Chairman of Horse Brand Wine.

This is followed by a phone number consisting of eights and sixes, which is very auspicious.

"It seems that this is the contact information of the old man. The really rich people are all in the [-]th." I sighed.

The fat man came over and said with a smile: "Business cards are all made of metal, how can the numbers be different?"

Put down the business card. Underneath the business card is a court document.

The name on the court documents is Yun Huan, and I think he is the grandson of the old man.

I handed the court document to the fat man and said, "Look carefully, this should be the target you are looking for."

There are two other things under the court documents. One is Yun Huan's ID card.And the other was a packet of photos.

I opened the photo package, and there were about a dozen photos inside, all of Yun Huan's photos.Yun Huan inside has a delicate face, which makes it difficult for people to associate him with a murderer.

I handed the ID card to the thin man and said: "This should be the ID card of the old man's grandson. There is a lot of information on it. The number on the ID card and the household registration may bring some breakthroughs. Take it and check it to see if it can Discover something.”

"Don't you think this is all too simple?" the thin man said as he took the ID card.

"How do you say this?" I asked confused.

"Have you ever thought about it, we just need to take this ID card to the bank to apply for a bank card or something. As soon as the teller entered it, he found that it was the ID card of a detainee and called the police. The police caught him and took him to the police station. I will definitely call the prison where I am being held. The prison will come to identify the person, and will go back when they find that the person is just using the ID card. At most, they can educate the person who used the ID card, and they may be detained for three to five to seven days. But if you identify the person, The person must return to the prison where he is being held, won't he find the prison as soon as he follows? Once you know the prison, things will be simple." said the thin man.

"Oh my god, yes. If you spend a few hundred yuan to hire a beggar, everything will be settled, right?" I said.

At this time, the thin man put his right index finger on his mouth and made a shushing gesture.

The fat man and I looked at the thin man with some confusion.

The thin man continued to make a shushing gesture and said: "We will take care of this tomorrow. Now let's discuss what to eat out. It's rare to have money and go to a restaurant to celebrate, to celebrate the day when you get 500 million."

After saying that, the thin man got up and walked into the toilet. The door of the toilet was open and the thin man waved.

We understand that things may not seem simple.

Fatty and I followed each other into the toilet, and it was a bit awkward for the three of us to sit around in the toilet.

The thin man said in a low voice: "I suspect there is a monitoring device in the lock box. The lock position of the lock box is a bit exaggerated."

The fat man and I were shocked for a moment, and the fat man whispered: "No way?"

The thin man picked up the ID card and whispered, "I think these things are too weird."

"Weird? How do you describe it?" the fat man whispered.

The thin man continued to hold up his ID card and whispered: "If you are an old man, please pack the information and give it to us. Why do you give us your ID card directly? Instead of a copy of the ID card or something like that?"

"What you said makes sense. You really shouldn't give us ID cards directly. But think about it, they are rich people. It's normal that we don't understand the style of rich people." The fat man said in a low voice.

"Precisely because this thing can be done with just a little bit of brainpower, how could it be so simple that we would be needed?" the thin man said in a low voice.

"What does this scam mean? Does the old man have second thoughts? Do you want to save people? But how can you save your grandson? And you suspect that there is a monitor in the lockbox? What substantive evidence is there?" I whispered in confusion.

"If you save people, you will have more ideas. We are probably just pawns inside?" the thin man whispered.

"But the old man has never thought that we can't do anything after three days. As long as we have this [-] in cash, what should we do if we don't do business?" I said softly.

"Compared with 500 million and 500, how can we accomplish this thing so easily? Who wouldn't take [-] million? Take [-]?" the thin man said softly. "Wait a minute, I discovered something else." The fat man said softly.

"Say it." The thin man said softly.

"To be fair, the old man must know where the prison is, right? He is the only relative and must have the right to visit. It is impossible for the police not to tell him which hospital he is in. He said he would give us detailed information. But the information is true It’s very detailed, but there’s no where the prison is? It’s so miserable, but it doesn’t tell us the most useful thing? It seems like it wants us to start checking from the ID card. Do you think this is a strange idea?” the fat man said in a low voice. .

"By the way, let's talk about the old man crying. Did you smell anything strange?" the thin man said softly.

"What's that weird smell?" I whispered.

"You two don't go to the kitchen often. It smells like onions. Of course, I can only smell it a little bit, so I'm not sure." The thin man said softly.

"No way? Are you saying the old man is pretending to cry?" the fat man whispered in surprise.

I walked out of the toilet and tiptoed to where the old man was sitting.He imitated the old man's action of taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and observed everything.

As I recalled it in my mind, it seemed that the tears started to appear only after the old man took out the handkerchief.

The old man seemed to finally stuff the handkerchief back into his pocket. I lay on the seat and looked at the seat handle on the left.There was actually a little juice on the handle. The juice should have been left by rubbing the handle with the handkerchief.I scraped a little with my finger, put it to the tip of my nose and smelled it.

It did have a faint onion smell, and I touched the corners of my eyes with my fingers.My eyes immediately became uncomfortable, and a few tears flowed out.

I immediately returned to the toilet and whispered to everyone: "The old man was really pretending to cry. There was a little onion juice from the handkerchief on the seat. This old man is amazing. Doesn't he have feelings for his grandson? You need tools to cry." This case is really full of problems when viewed this way.”

The thin man sneered and said in a low voice: "You just said that the old man has no feelings for his grandson and needs tools to cry. Have you ever thought that if the old man knew that his grandson would be fine? Then how can he really cry? Come out, so you need to use tools?"

The fat man said in a low voice: "I think our focus should not be on which prison his grandson is in and where he will be executed, but the center of the case should be on the driver who was killed and his son in the car accident. We need to investigate clearly We know too little about this matter now and are very passive.”

"You don't think there are any doubts in this case? Didn't the old man explain the driver's job of working day and night in order to make money? Wait, if this old man is acting it out for us. Then how much of what he said is true? "I said, lost in thought.

The thin man said in a low voice: "Fat man is going to investigate the case of the driver's car crash. Qiao Ke, you are going to investigate the old man. I am responsible for using Yun Huan's ID card to search for information about prisons and other matters on the dark web. Tomorrow we will discuss the clues we found together."

The fat man and I nodded.

Another 10 minutes passed.

The thin man walked out of the toilet and yawned and said, "With enough wine and food, we will all be rich in three days."

I walked out and said with a smile: "Isn't this money so profitable?"

"It's a bit unrealistic. How about we hide the money first? Will it be bad if the old man defaults on his debt?" The fat man said with a smile, making a fist with his left hand and covering it with his right hand.

I understand what Fatty means is to find an excuse to hide the lockbox so that it won't be monitored.

"Then fat man, hide it in the utility room. Put something on the cover and don't find it easily. This is our hard-earned money, we can't be careless." I said and made a gesture of wiping my neck.

I hope Fatty can understand. It's best to find an excuse to destroy the monitoring.

The fat man nodded, picked up the password box and walked to the farthest utility room.

After a long time, the fat man came out.

"Done?" I whispered.

The fat man smiled and said: "It's been taken out. You have to be very careful to make no sound. There are batteries and a one-way communication device inside. It uses a SIM card to dial. I used some tricks to make the device lose signal. This kind of It’s normal for the phone to reach the utility room and there’s no signal, and the other party won’t suspect it.”

"This old man has so many evil ideas, and he still pretends to cry and listen in," I said.

"I'm thinking that the old man has performed so much for us. It's too troublesome to get a complete body of his grandson? Could it be that he wants to save his grandson and use us as a backstop?" said the fat man.

To be continued~
(End of this chapter)