reckless detective

Chapter 179 Biting the Ear (24)

The knock on the door interrupted Hao's happy memories.

dong dong dong -- dong dong dong --

Knocking on the door rhythmically, as if giving a secret signal.

"is it you?"

"Yes."

The two people who have only spoken on the phone once have not yet exchanged names, but they have already tacitly understood each other.

Hao Gaoxin opened the door, and Guo Qiaoyan entered the room.

"Is the money ready?"

"What about the recording?"

Both of them felt that it was inappropriate to stand in a stalemate at the door.Hao Gaoxin took a step back, and Guo Qiaoyan entered.

"You are Yuan Zhijie's... partner?" Hao Xingxing asked.

"Bah! That stupid donkey!" Guo Qiaoyan scoffed at the mention of Yuan Zhijie.

On this point, the two can reach an agreement.

"The recording is on this phone. If you give me the money, the phone belongs to you." Guo Qiaoyan took out the phone she took out from Yuan Zhijie's room, and pressed the recording play button.

"After you left, I picked up a little gold..." Hao Xingxing's voice sounded in the recording.

"Stop broadcasting... I can give you the money, but what if you still have a backup?"

Guo Qiaoyan stopped playing the recording, "That can't be helped, I can't prove it to you."

Guo Qiaoyan seemed to have thought about this meeting very clearly, and she answered confidently, "I just want to run away with money, and exposing you won't do me any good, besides, no matter what method I use to expose you, it may make you Expose yourself, I don't have to do it."

"But you can continue to blackmail me."

"As I said, I have to take the risk of releasing the recording itself. With the money, I don't need to take this risk, and the blackmail against you will be invalid."

Hao Xingxin did not continue to ask, he knew that this was a question that could not be proved clearly at the moment.

Is this woman... trustworthy?

He hesitated, looking at the backpack containing the money for a while, and then at the woman for a while.

Guo Qiaoyan pointed to the backpack, "Is this 100 million?"

"Yes."

"I've never seen so much money, can I see it?" She couldn't explain why she made such a request.

Hao Gaoxin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

In Guo Qiaoyan, he saw the shadow of himself back then. A poor man was hit by a huge sum of money from the sky, probably like this.

"Looks less than I thought."

"This is 100 million, not bad."

"I know." Guo Qiaoyan put the money on the bed back into her backpack, "There is no time for you to hesitate, the recording belongs to you, and the money belongs to me."

She has mastered the essentials of negotiation, and she speaks loudly.

Hao Gaoxin evaluated his feelings for this woman in his heart.

It seems...much more reliable than Yuan Zhijie...at least she didn't want to continue that nonsense treasury theft plan.

But... can you really trust her?

Guo Qiaoyan has already put on her backpack, "I hope we never have to meet again."

Hao Gaoxin still hesitated, and finally did not step forward to stop Guo Qiaoyan.

The door closed, and he fell on the bed exhausted.

What is this?Do I have to worry about that recording every day in the future?
He seemed to have returned to the days when he just got back the gold bars 19 years ago. When he saw the police who came to inquire, he was so scared that he was covered in white hair.

During that time, I always carried a bottle of quick-acting heart-relief pills with me, and I always felt that I might be scared away at any time.

Time dilutes many things, including fear.

Now, the fear has come back again, and Hao Gaoxin keeps comforting himself: It’s okay, it will pass, and the bloody night back then will also pass.

Thinking of this, deeper fear welled up in his heart, and the cold made him shiver on the bed.

The sunlight passed through the gap between the two curtains, leaving a bright spot, as if a huge monster was peeping into the room through the gap with bright eyes.

It's okay...it's okay...

Suddenly, there was a unique sound of opening the door from the electronic door lock.

hum-

Hao Gaoxing hurriedly got up to look, and the ominous premonition couldn't be stronger.

"Don't move!"

"Squat down! Be honest!"

"Hands! Put your head in your hands!"

Three police officers yelled and swarmed him, firmly controlling him. Another female policeman quickly picked up the mobile phone on the bed and looked through it.

"There is a recording!"

As the recording was played, Hao Xingxing's face was ashen, trembling so much that he needed someone to support him to barely squat.

"It's this phone!"

"Where is that woman? Where did she go?" the policeman asked loudly.

Hao Gaoxin has almost lost his ability to speak.

"Who gave you your cell phone?!" the policeman asked again.

Still silent, only a pair of frightened eyes.

"It doesn't matter, Xiao Jinzi has already gone to adjust the hotel surveillance." Yan Ruyu pressed the shoulder of Wu Cuo, who was impatiently asking the suspect.

"I'm going to cooperate with Jin Jinduo. The suspect should have just left, and maybe he can catch up." Xiaobai walked out of the house in two steps in three steps.

"I'll go too!" Minghui handed the phone to Wu Cuo and left the room.

Municipal Public Security Bureau, interrogation room.

Hao Gaoxin has recovered from the shock.

After slowing down, it was a frantic toss.

He was crying and laughing like crazy, kicking the table and the bench, banging his head against the wall for a while, and rolling on the ground for a while.

He kept yelling and cursing.

"Damn woman!... You shouldn't trust her!... Take the money with the front foot, and sell me with the back foot... In a few years, I will retire... Go abroad... Wife, child... Ruined! Everything is ruined!... Enduring it for nothing, 19 years...dead woman! Kill her!..."

Saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, merging with snot and tears, making his speech extremely blurred, but Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo still captured some useful information.

He is like a mad dog, who bites whoever he sees.

It took a lot of effort for the two to place him on the chair in the interrogation room.

The interrogation did not start immediately, but let Hao Xing be alone first to calm down his emotions.

In the serious case group office, Yan Ruyu looked at the case back then and said, "Old Wu, tell me, how big is 35 kilograms of gold?"

"Where did I know, who has seen so much gold."

"You do the math."

Wu Cuo looked up the data on his mobile phone and said: "It is said on the Internet that the density of gold is 19.32 grams per cubic centimeter, which is 35 kilograms. Calculated to be about 1.8 cubic decimeters."

Wu mistakenly pointed to the large pen holder on his desk, "It's about the same size as that one."

"It's not that big," Yan Ruyu found out the floor plan of the Bank of China's treasury 19 years ago from the case file, "With 35 kilograms of gold bars, it's impossible to go too far.

He had to hide the gold on the ground floor, and find a way to take it out later. "

Wu Cuo shook his head, "For such a big case, according to the procedures, self-examination must be conducted immediately, and the entire floor must be searched to the bottom, and it cannot be hidden."

Yan Ruyu frowned, "That's weird, how did he take the gold bars out?"

In the interrogation room, Hao Gaoxin gradually calmed down as soon as he was handcuffed to a chair.

Wu Cuo observed through the surveillance glass for a while, "Don't think about it, let's interrogate, just let this grandson explain clearly what happened back then."

(End of this chapter)