Chapter 1153: Discovering Secrets

Discovering Secrets

Whether in New Jincheng or other places, or other states, the atmosphere of the presidential election has become more and more intense.

The teams of major presidential candidates have begun to promote and publicize crazily. Posters of those presidential candidates who can be called "models" can be seen posted everywhere.

They revealed their snow-white teeth that might need to spend dozens of dollars a month to maintain, wore exquisite clothes, and intuitively promoted the concept that they were the "most suitable candidates" to people.

Dai Wen leaned against his car and smoked. When he saw someone walking toward him in a hurry from the opposite side, he threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and turned into the car.

The guy who jogged over from the opposite side of the road also quickly drilled into the car. His face revealed a kind of very difficult, but not very difficult expression.

It's hard to describe this expression, probably like a kind of... showing off.

The car started slowly, but the speed wasn't fast, mainly to chat.

"If it wasn't for the head office... Mr. Dai Wen, this is what you want."

The person sitting in the passenger seat handed over a file bag. Dai Wen reached out to take it, but didn't take it.

He glanced at the middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat, and the latter smiled. "Such a thing has already violated my work principle, so I hope you don't reveal it. This might make me lose my job."

"You know, at any time, leaking customer information is the worst thing for our line of work. I might even face charges!"

He said so much, nothing more than wanting to tell Dai Wen that ordinary people can't do this, and he needs to bear higher risks.

This is a relatively subtle expression. He hopes to get more benefits from this transaction.

Although the young man in front of him was introduced by the head office, the head office can't manage everything in the local area, especially this kind of small thing, so this guy isn't very afraid of offending the young man in front of him.

Dai Wen withdrew his hand, then took out two stacks of money and handed them over.

The middle-aged man revealed a satisfied smile. They were all twenty-dollar denomination banknotes. Each stack had ten, which was twenty, four hundred dollars.

This was double the two hundred dollars they initially talked about. The middle-aged man was very satisfied with this income. He handed the file bag to Dai Wen.

"You can drop me off at the intersection ahead. Remember, don't reveal that I did this."

He warned again. Selling bank account information to private individuals isn't a very special deal. In fact, many bank staff are doing this.

Just like police will also take black money, banks also have bank-side work rules. Any industry, as long as they can use their work authority to obtain income from places other than salary income, they will definitely do so.

In this era, people won't think this way of making money is a wrong behavior. Instead, it can become a capital for some people to show off, because this is the embodiment of "value" and "power" that the federal society labels.

Only people who possess value and power have the qualification to use these things to make money.

Dai Wen nodded. He turned the steering wheel and leaned toward the side of the road. Soon the middle-aged man in the car said "Goodbye, sir" and pushed the car door to leave here.

Dai Wen picked up the file bag and opened it to look carefully. This is specific usage information about an account, about the capital flow within half a year.

Lans asked Dai Wen to investigate the guard's source of funds. He judged that the money in the guard's account was very likely transferred by Director Luo Lan himself, the purpose was to have a reason to move against the guard, and then drag Lans into the water.

Then if he can figure out the source of this money, or other flows of funds from the transfer account, perhaps he can find some clues pointing to Director Luo Lan himself.

This is a very meticulous thing. What is needed is not a brain, but patience and carefulness, so he handed it to Dai Wen to do.

Dai Wen is a very patient and careful person. He can do this well.

Chasing that money, he has already come to this state in the west of Jinzhou, and tracked it to the capital city here.

At the same time, he also discovered an interesting thing that even Lans didn't notice, that is, the fifty thousand dollars in the guard's son's account was transferred twice from two accounts.

The first account, the account that transferred in forty-nine thousand eight hundred dollars, is a very typical anonymous account.

Registration information and everything are all gone, and the flow itself is not traceable. When tracing upward, the upper-level accounts have all been canceled—

Generally, this kind of relatively special account, once used, in order to avoid being traced to more information, will be canceled after use.

Cancellation doesn't mean the information will be destroyed immediately. It will continue to be retained for a period of time, but it is only for a period of time.

After the time exceeds, it will enter the process, be transported to other places for centralized storage, and then centralized destruction.

The untraceable nature of the anonymous account itself is also a service launched by the bank. After all, people who like to use these anonymous accounts want security.

These money rarely use checks or transfers after entering the account. Some usage records are also cash withdrawals.

During this period, banks have not popularized relatively high-definition camera monitoring, so wanting to find out who took away this money, and what this money was used for, is basically impossible.

So the first anonymous account only found some useless news, and what Dai Wen is checking now is the usage of the second account.

This account is used relatively frequently, so there will be a lot of content to query. The flow of its funds to every account, and the recent usage of these accounts, all need to be investigated.

So he could offer the other party a price of two hundred dollars, and that guy also dared to ask for a price increase.

He took out a pile of documents and began to check them meticulously. Soon he discovered an interesting thing. The other account that this account mainly flows to looks like a living account.

The consumption information used in this flow account actually uses cash checks!

In the federation, checks also have anti-counterfeiting and verification means, as well as recording means. Every cash check has its own number. This number also has a file in the bank.

Wanting to verify the authenticity of a check is to call the issuing bank and ask if the cash check with this number is valid, and if the cash filled in above is reasonable.

After the merchant receives these checks, they will take the checks to the bank to cash them. The bank side certainly also needs to carry out verification and reconciliation, otherwise they can't figure out where this money went.

So here, there will be a record, for example—

On August 30th, this account spent one hundred and seventy-five dollars to pay tuition fees, and also recorded the check number and the verification unit.

Tracing forward, during the summer vacation, this account also bought a TV, using two hundred and ninety-nine dollars.

This means that this account is a normal daily account. What does a normal daily account mean?

It means its user may have a certain connection with Director Luo Lan.

Dai Wen glanced at the information recorded on this account and drove the car toward the information registered above immediately.

The sky gradually turned black. A school bus stopped at the entrance outside a middle-class community. The small car wouldn't enter the community, because it was too time-consuming, and it wasn't so fair to students living further away.

A student got off the school bus. He didn't have too much joy on his face. The oppressive environment in the school made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

He couldn't compare to those students who were particularly good, for example, those people on the school bus.

Eighty percent of those who take the school bus are good students in the school. They were admitted to the school because they had excellent grades and outstanding learning ability. They are a group in the school.

Wanting to join this group is very simple, that is, learning every subject with full marks or close to full marks, then you can become one of them.

But this guy can't do it, because his learning grades aren't that good. If the full mark is one hundred, he can only do eighty to ninety.

This score might be very good for other ordinary schools.

But for the good students in the most outstanding private school in the entire city, it was obviously not enough to look at. He was excluded.

Those people didn't like to take him to play, and the things they chatted about together he couldn't understand, all about learning things, dull and tedious.

As for the other group, those students from powerful families, he didn't like them either. At the same time, these people also excluded contact with him, unless he was willing to be a dog-leg.

For these students who are in and out of luxury cars, and have full-time drivers to pick them up, and even have nannies, and have power and influence.

The way to get along with them is also very simple, that is, you also need to have power and influence. Power is the admission ticket to their circle.

But it's a pity, the little boy here doesn't have it either.

So in this school, he became the kind of person who is not welcomed by the two mainstream groups. Learning up and down makes the good learners look down on him, and there is no prominent family background for others to look at.

Such a person in such a school is very hard to live comfortably.

Not to mention being squeezed out, at least being excluded, unable to make any friends, for a teenager of this age, it is indeed a bit bad.

He returned home with his schoolbag in low spirits. His mother stood by the courtyard to welcome him, took the schoolbag from his hand proactively, but don't know what happened, she subconsciously looked into the distance.

She saw a car parked in the distance, vaguely able to see someone sitting in the car.

This is a middle-class community. The biggest feature of a middle-class community is that everyone knows their neighbors very well.

They will try every means to find neighbors in the community who are helpful to their career, and then develop relationships.

Although the boy's mother is not completely such a person, she also knows what cars the neighbors around drive.

This is a strange car, maybe a visitor?

Her gaze looked at the license plate twice, and then withdrew her gaze, hugging her son's shoulder and returning to the room together.

"How is life in school today?" This is what she has to ask every day. She cares very much about her eldest son's life.

Her husband can't live with them because of some reasons, so strictly speaking, she is dependent on her two children.

The two children are all of her life now!

The eldest son curled his lips. "I don't like that place. People are very unfriendly. They look down on me."

His mother immediately comforted him. "Maybe you are just not familiar yet." She put dinner into the dinner plate and handed it over. "Tonight is beef and fish, I hope you can like it, and you must eat some vegetable salad."

Picky eating is something every child has to face in the process of growing up. Some people like to eat meat, some people like to eat vegetables. This guy is the kind who likes to eat meat.

But eating meat doesn't make him fat. The doctor said his nutrition is unbalanced and he needs to eat more other things.

The teenager mumbled and took the dinner plate. "This is not a problem of not being familiar. They just look down on me because I don't have a father."

The woman's expression suddenly became serious. "You have a father, but his work is very special, and now he can't come to take care of us!"

"But, you have a father, and he is a great person."

"After his work is finished, he will return to our side, and you will be proud of him!"

The teenager shook his head. "You have been saying this since I was sensible, but it has been so long."

The woman didn't know what to say. After a while, she explained, "If he didn't exist, do you think you could enter such a good school?"

"I would rather not enter!" The teenager increased his tone a bit. "I don't want to say these, let's eat."

The woman looked at the eldest son a bit helplessly. His age is gradually growing, and he has started to have some of his own ideas.

The mother and son were eating. The younger son was not by her side, brought by her parents, and is now in elementary school.

Besides the two of them, there was also a nanny at home.

Don't know why, today the woman always felt something was wrong. After letting the nanny finish cleaning the dining table, she came to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looked at the dark night outside through the curtains, as if looking for something in the darkness, but eventually found nothing.

She observed for a while and didn't find anything, so she pulled the curtains, and instructed the nanny to pull all the curtains.

She came to the second floor, dialed the phone of Luo Lan's cousin. "I saw a strange car in our community today, and I now have a feeling of being watched. I don't know if I am too sensitive..."

Luo Lan's cousin immediately asked her to lock the doors and windows. "I will bring people over to check immediately. Before this, don't open the door to anyone!"

After putting down the phone, the woman returned to her bedroom, took out a revolver from the dark compartment of the wardrobe, checked the bullets, and placed it in a place she could easily get.

More than ten minutes later, several cars drove into the community. After they turned around in the community, they didn't find any suspicious people, and then the leader went to the community gate guard, checked the entry and exit registration of non-residents today, a total of more than ten.

The biggest feature of a middle-class community is that everyone knows their neighbors very well. They will try every means to find neighbors in the community who are helpful to their career, and then develop relationships.

Although the wife of Luo Lan doesn't completely count as such a person, she also knows the cars of the neighbors around.

Middle-class community registration will be more.

Unlike those poor communities, unless there is any special reason, they rarely walk around each other.

After all, being a guest at someone else's house means increasing the living cost for others. For many people who can't even eat enough, having to take out extra food to entertain guests is also an economic burden.

After confirming again that no suspicious people came in today, Luo Lan's cousin came to the side of Luo Lan's wife, knocked on the door, and soon the woman opened the door and welcomed him in.

"I just turned around in the community and didn't find any suspicious people."

"I have already copied a copy of these registration information. I will have people check it later to see if there is anything wrong."

"Maybe I am too sensitive." The woman said with some apology. "Sorry, and let you run for a trip so late."

Luo Lan's cousin shook his head. He is the director of the local police station, but he still respects Luo Lan very much, even respectfully.

Because he knows very well that once Luo Lan manages the FBI well, he will definitely be more promising than him, the local police station director, and have greater power.

He might still need to use the platform of the FBI to go to a higher place in the future, so he is very attentive to Luo Lan's wife and children.

"It doesn't matter, these are what I should do."

"His work is at a critical moment, and we should also be cautious."

"Wait for the election...", he stopped as he spoke, because the door of the second bedroom on the second floor opened. The teenager stood at the door, looked at the two people in the living room, and soon walked back and closed the door.

The woman was still full of apologies. "He is a bit hard to manage now." She felt that her son should come downstairs to greet politely, if he didn't know there was a guest at home just now.

Now that he knew, he shouldn't be so indifferent.

Luo Lan's cousin director smiled and waved his hand. "It doesn't matter, children are all like this, we also came from his age."

"In short, the situation around is very safe. I will leave four police officers here to follow you and him, these few days."

"After the election is over, everything should be stable. If there is any abnormality, call me anytime, anywhere."

"If I am not in the office, I must be at home."