Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 641
The fat man lifted the meat and moved closer to the window. There seemed to be paper hidden in the gap of the frozen meat, it was the kind of paper with patterns.

"I think it's something like a passbook or securities!"

Zhang Wenqi's eyes lit up, seeing that the fat man's hands were trembling, he reached out to take the knife, and slashed down hard.

With a few bangs, the whole piece of frozen meat was split open.

Sure enough, during the period, there was a small notebook wrapped in plastic sheeting. Fortunately, the split position was relatively biased, and only a corner of the notebook was cut off. The cut corner fell onto the chopping board with Zhang Wenqi's movements.

Zhang Wenqi picked it up. Although there was no handwriting, the blue pattern on the white background was very obvious, a bit like the edge of a certificate.

The fat man grabbed a part of the remaining frozen meat with tweezers, and pulled it out hard. Fortunately, there was a plastic sheet in between. Although it was a bit of effort, he was still pulled out. It was a stack of folded paper, which was very hard. Shake off the icicles on it.

The fat man unfolded it and saw that it was the equity certificate of Dongfeng Motor, and he could tell how valuable it was by looking at the quantity.

As it unfolded, the golden bank card inside was also shaken out. Zhang Wenqi quickly caught it, turned it over and saw that there were six numbers written on the back, needless to say, this is the password of the bank card!
"This person is so stupid that he actually wrote the password of the bank card on the back. Isn't this for thieves?"

The fat man glanced at it, "It is estimated that Chen Xingdong forced Lu Xinxin to say it. You can see that the handwriting is a bit hasty and distorted. It doesn't look like it was written on a flat table!"

Zhang Wenqi looked at it and nodded, the fat man was right, he had neglected to observe, but he sighed.

"It's not that there are gold bars, where can the gold bars be hidden?"

"Don't rush to look for it, I think it's in the kitchen!"

The fat man looked at the refrigerator. The explosives and securities are all here. Could there be something behind the refrigerator?

"Help me, let's move the refrigerator away, let me see what's behind it?"

Zhang Wenqi put down the bank card in his hand, stood opposite the fat man, and the two of them lifted up the refrigerator vigorously. The dirty refrigerator kept shaking and was moved aside.

Only then did the fat man realize that besides the latex fingerprints of himself and Zhang Wenqi, there were indeed other fingerprints on the back of the refrigerator. There were knitting patterns on the fingerprints, which were obviously left by thread gloves.

This discovery made Fatty more confident.

Looking carefully at the back of the refrigerator, there was a trace of white wooden board repair on the wall here, and he felt his heart beat faster for a moment. The fat man gave Zhang Wenqi a firm look.

"open!"

Zhang Wenqi was violent. He pried open the wooden board with the knife he had just used to chop meat, and when he pushed hard, the wooden board cracked and shattered. With the debris and wooden board falling, a dark space appeared on the wall.

A wooden box was stuffed inside, and Zhang Wenqi reached out to touch it, but the fat man grabbed him.

"That guy is a desperado, it's better to be more cautious!"

The fat man touched it around with a chopstick. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with it. Then he lifted the box. The box was very heavy and looked very old on the outside. There was a slotted board on it.

This should be a mahjong box made by himself before. The fat man stretched out his hand and pulled it sideways, and the plug board was pulled open.

For a moment, both Zhang Wenqi and Fatty were stunned, and the gold bars were neatly placed inside, shining brightly.

Zhang Wenqi's voice was an octave higher, shouting in surprise:

"I'm going, gold!

I saw gold bars for the first time! "

The fat man slapped him on the top of the head, which immediately startled Zhang Wenqi.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong, don't be greedy, this thing is a man-eating devil, put it in an evidence bag, and take fingerprints directly in a while!"

Zhang Wenqi let out a cry, unfolded a physical evidence bag, and the fat man threw all the gold in it. The sound of the metal colliding was very clear. Da Zhao and the others had already heard the sound. Physical evidence.

"It's really not easy. This is finally solid porcelain. These golds cost a lot of money!"

The fat man gave him a white look, "The big head is not gold, it's the bank card and the stock, and the bank card has a password. As for the stock, as long as you find a buyer, you can also operate it!"

Da Zhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and glanced at Zhang Wenqi who was carrying the gold. The bag seemed to be stretched.

"I'll take you down, it's too valuable!"

Just when all the gold bars were put away, the fat man shook the wooden box vigorously. It seemed that there was a rattling sound underneath. The fat man looked puzzled, is there anything else here?

Looking up and down, there seemed to be a gap in the bottom layer. The fat man turned the boxes one by one, locked the gap, and pulled hard, and the bottom cover was also pulled away.

A dilapidated notebook appeared in the box, and the fat man looked up at Zhang Wenqi and the others with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhang Wenqi was the first to be surprised, "Hey, why is there a notebook here?"

The fat man shook his head, and walked downstairs with his notebook and box.

"What's the matter?"

The fat man shook his head at Da Zhao and the others, "Go down and look in our car, there is nothing else here, just leave it on guard."

Da Zhao waved to the people behind him, and arranged for them to stay behind to seal off the scene, and then the three of them went downstairs quickly.

Seeing that Zhou Hai and the others were still waiting in place, the fat man trotted over, seeing the things in the hands of several people, Huang Zhongsheng couldn't restrain the excitement on his face.

"Great, it's a lot of harvest!"

The fat man handed the notebook in the box to Zhou Hai, "Haizi, take a look, I saw it in the mezzanine under the box, I didn't have time to look through it carefully, let's read it on the way!"

After finishing speaking, the fat man looked at Huang Zhongsheng, "Let's go, Haizi's neck injury needs to be treated, Dr. He is going to your detachment, let's treat Haizi's wound first.

Tell that Chen Xingdong to stand aside and bleed more! "

Of course, Huang Zhongsheng had no objection, he waved his hand to get everyone in the car and rushed directly to the detachment.

In the car, the fat man sat beside Zhou Hai, with one arm in front of Zhou Hai, and Zhou Hai opened the book and read it.

This is a diary, you can tell by looking at the content and time.

Moreover, this is Chen Yushan's diary. Daily events such as three years of disasters, first job, marriage, childbirth, etc. are recorded in it, and the first ones are like a running account.

Such a diary, hidden in such a secret place, obviously has some kind of secret, but they haven't found it yet.

Zhou Hai looked at the date, skipped the previous records, and turned directly to 1999. Surprisingly, there was nothing important throughout the year.

Even the death and interrogation in June are not written on it, which is obviously a bit unusual compared with the previous content.

Just when Zhou Hai looked puzzled, the car swayed and the notebook in his hand almost dropped.

Zhou Hai stretched out his hand to grab the cover, so the book didn't come out of his hand. As a result, the part of the back side of the book that was stuffed inside the cover slipped out, and it seemed that this piece of paper was glued there.

Zhou Hai tugged lightly, and the paper fell off. It seemed that it had been stored for a long time and stuck together.

Unfold the paper, it is a handwritten letter.

A letter without title, both of them were stunned when they saw the content, Zhou Hai's fingers holding the book turned white.

(End of this chapter)