Chapter 594

Li Xuewu's problem was something Xiang Yunian didn't want to think about anymore; damn it, the fire was already burning his own body.

And this Ji Weidong, what kind of ears does he have, why does he only listen to such sensitive things?

You think about it, Li Xuewu and Ji Weidong, if they get together, can anything good come of it?

The two of them were whispering and winking at each other on the side, and the things they said would make even the old women at the village entrance tremble with fear.

Ji Weidong, the little master of spreading rumors, loves this kind of thing; if Xiang Yunian hesitated for even three seconds, he could concoct a tragic Chen Shimei story in his head for you.

"Are you going or not?"

Ji Weidong looked at Xiang Yunian and asked, "There's still room in the car."

"I'm not going."

Xiang Yunian's complexion wasn't great; he was probably led astray by Li Xuewu's words earlier and had lost some confidence in love.

Is there anything pure or loyal left in the feelings of this Steel City?

"Damn it, if you want a share, don't even think about him getting one."

Doing that outside a graveyard in the middle of the day is truly terrifying to look at.

Zhong Jiawu looked at Zhong Huilian and said, "He spoke vaguely."

If you say you fear Zhong Huilian and the others, that is a true fear; after all, Hu Huisheng is still in detention, and the backer at home is gone.

"What are you farting about? Go if you want to."

"Stop blocking the way, do you really think this is your own family's business?"

Shi Fenbo looked at Zhong Huilian, the joking look on his face fading, and asked with a frown, "Stop fucking around, did you hear something? Or did you find out something?"

"Heh~"

Zhong Huilian nodded and comforted, "Starting from last year, I began preparations under your guidance. Even when I visited the Master's wife yesterday, she said it was truly rare that you had led me to make so many preparations."

"That... that is..."

Shi Fenbo twisted the corner of his mouth and said, "It's the middle of the day, the time when the Yang energy is strongest, you don't need to be afraid."

Zhong Huilian drooped his eyelids and glanced at Shi Fenbo, saying, "I just got married, it's not suitable to do this."

Zhong Huilian looked at Zhong Jiawu; no matter how he looked at him, he felt this young man was truly not bad.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Old Zhong to answer, raised the handbag in his hand, pushed aside the people watching the excitement, and headed toward the graveyard.

As a review officer, Shi Fenbo will accompany the East City special duty escort team to Fengcheng, and will subsequently take a train directly back to the capital from Fengcheng.

Old Zhong was about to be driven mad, wanting to fight Zhong Huilian, but he had no strength left and just stood there swaying.

If it is really as stated in Xiang Yunian's confession, the future paths of these people are all linked together, then this number is indeed terrifying.

After speaking, he patted Shi Fenbo on the shoulder again and said, "Be good, learn from your brother, today I will teach you another trick: stealing the beam and replacing it with a pillar."

Ji Ruixuan listened very carefully, and after Shi Fenbo finished speaking, he thought for a moment and asked, "Do you intend to build a firearm processing plant on the foundation of the steel mill?"

"You are truly white."

Cooperating with the unit represented by Shi Fenbo is profitable, and if you add the unit behind Zhong Jiawu, then you can stand and make money.

Old Zhong was furious, turned around and wanted to fight Zhong Huilian to the death. The relatives behind him had actually seen it long ago, but at this moment they were just staring, and no one wanted to come over to help.

Zhong Jiawu hung his eyes and looked at Zhong Huilian, asking, "Then is it my turn, the unmarried one, to do this?"

Ever since Wang Shumin witnessed Zhong Huilian's power last time, he rarely came over to curry favor with him.

Zhong Jiawu twitched the corner of his mouth, no longer looking behind, but looking at the coffin he was kicking with his foot.

Originally, the Old Zhong family didn't act very decently, but relying on his sister being awesome, no one dared not to come when there was something going on.

Plus, Old Zhong had already lost his son and belonged to a family with no descendants, yet he could still be buried in the ancestral grave; his family foundation was truly solid.

Zhong Huilian didn't pay attention to Shi Fenbo's nonsense, but looked at Dong Wenxue in the crowd behind Old Zhong.

A fight broke out here, and they also stopped the burial movements and gathered around together.

Zhong Huilian called a truck, threw out thirty yuan, and found some strong men watching the excitement nearby to help lift the coffin onto the truck.

Shi Fenbo chose to receive Shi Fenbo in the office, which also expressed his own attitude.

Old Zhong, along with several older members of the family, stumbled onto the grave mound and looked at Zhong Huilian, who was standing on the coffin in the pit.

Although a capable person emerged from the Zhong family—Old Zhong is a workshop section chief, not to mention his sister married well, and Old Zhong's sons were also good.

Zhong Jiawu remembered what Shi Fenbo said, frowned and asked, "Is that a proper enterprise?"

Ah, hello, can I dig up your family's ancestral grave?

Zhong Jiawu replied to Zhong Huilian: "I also prepared a program for you. What about you? Are you prepared to be my Chinese teacher!"

"It's okay, your vitality is strong!"

Zhong Huilian nodded and said, "High strength, high thermal strength, good corrosion resistance, good low-temperature performance, and extremely wide range of uses."

"When the nest is overturned, there are no intact eggs."

"The second one."

Zhong Huilian didn't think so; what he was thinking was, with so much money as capital, how much money could be earned.

Those watching the excitement saw that Shi Fenbo and the others were not afraid of this, and they were all pondering in their hearts what exactly happened to the Zhong family.

The people working in the production team also came over to watch, standing far away and discussing.

Dong Wenxue stopped the people in the clan at this moment, his face turning from blue to white and white to blue.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Others might not recognize him, but Old Zhong recognized Zhong Huilian; it was Zhong Huilian who opened a bottle of wine on his head back then.

"Yo! Now you treat me as a brother, what were you doing earlier?"

Old Zhong was stunned at this moment, and seeing Zhong Huilian call him, his legs were a little shaky.

"Hey, you speak really well."

"..."

On the afternoon of May 8th, the joint investigation team dispatched by the capital to the steel mill officially closed the case.

The young don't understand, but those who are older all know that when a new grave is dug open, there is inevitably a stench.

As for those who were handed over, some were taken away by the factory's security department, some were taken away by the security departments of relevant units, and Nie Liansheng Hu was taken away by the local public security.

"It's fucking quite full."

Zhong Jiawu grinned and said, "That fucking is several shares accumulated over ten years..."

But Shi Fenbo had already pried off almost all the nails, and those onlookers didn't smell a single bit of stench, so how could they not be suspicious?

Shi Fenbo said with a bitter face, "Am I a bit idealistic? Actually, you and I both knew there would be such a day, but I was unwilling to admit it."

Today is the day these four sons are buried. People from the clan came to help, and the coffins were lined up, looking quite terrifying.

"That is only one of them."

Just this one sentence reminded everyone watching at the scene.

This Zhong family is also a person of status in the village. Ever since a golden phoenix flew out of the Zhong family's chicken coop, Dong Wenxue's husband has been rising step by step, and the Zhong family has also become overbearing locally.

"Hehe, little Shu."

"Only!"

"Get out of here~"

Old Zhong was also in tears at this moment, seeing that he couldn't stop these people, he looked at Shi Fenbo.

"You better think it through."

This graveyard is of great importance, and they were also muttering in their hearts.

Why did the cadre leading the team say earlier that no one was buried inside? Then what is buried inside?

Looking ahead, there is a large patch of corn seedlings higher than the knees, and you can still see many people bending over to hoe the land.

Shi Fenbo didn't stop those watching the excitement either, just took a sheep-horn pick and started prying the nails on the coffin.

"I'm white? Who the fuck am I doing this for?"

"What the fuck are you staring at!"

"Don't worry about what it is."

Compared to the last time I saw him, he seems to have become much more prosperous; I don't know if it's a change in body shape or a change in temperament.

"If you say you are not human, it has to be you~"

Shi Fenbo frowned and said, "How are we going to explain to Li Xuewu when we take it back?"

Shi Fenbo looked at Shi Fenbo's pleading gaze and felt that he had truly opened his eyes today; he had seen a real bastard.

Originally, the remaining four looked like enough, and retirement wouldn't be a problem, but this time I don't know what happened, they were all wiped out.

Old Zhong was not as prosperous as when Zhong Huilian saw him last time; his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked more than ten years older.

And this afternoon, the discipline inspection personnel who came with Shi Fenbo to handle the case will return to the capital by train with the investigation department personnel, ending the field mission that lasted more than a month.

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Why the fuck did he come all the way here? Isn't it just to watch the fun? Why not go!"

Old Zhong had three sons. In the winter, because he committed a crime at the ski resort, one was shot on the spot.

Zhong Jiawu had long been dissatisfied with Zhong Huilian's act of taking off his pants to fart—an unnecessary move. Seeing him also winking at himself, he muttered a word and carried the shovel into the crowd.

Ji Ruixuan listened carefully, and after Zhong Huilian finished speaking, he sighed and said a word to Zhong Huilian.

"Go!"

As the chief interrogator, Zhong Huilian went to the station with local representatives and steel mill representatives to see them off.

Old Zhong lay on the coffin, but he was dumbfounded. After being awakened by Zhong Huilian's words, he was filled with confusion and panic.

"You are looking for someone? From the steel mill?"

"Alright, you were already that kind of thing~"

"Let's talk about it, the steel rolling mill and the steel mill, as well as the border office, what are your thoughts on all of them?"

Shi Fenbo raised his hand, grabbed the railing at the top, and said, "Consider it a shareholding, the same as the share you took last time. I will set up a separate share for you in the enterprise in Hong Kong."

But thinking about it, it's not right. If he wanted to swallow it alone, why let us follow? Couldn't he just come himself?

"Ho~ still fucking quite rich!"

Zhong Huilian ignored Zhong Jiawu's threat, gave a light laugh, and said disdainfully, "There are even more ruthless things than that. I didn't even say I'd wait until you got married to transfer you."

Zhong Huilian looked at Zhong Jiawu and sneered, "You are also afraid of being stuffed to death. Of course, everyone has a share. Everyone being good is truly good. Do you understand, little brother?"

Old Zhong turned his head and saw that these people were digging his son's grave.

"Get out, get out, all get off the car!"

Zhong Huilian ignored Zhong Jiawu's attitude, looked at Old Zhong, and then looked at the clansmen behind Old Zhong who were "cheering" for him.

Speaking of this, Zhong Huilian explained his cooperation with the heavy weapons research institute and explained to Ji Ruixuan in detail the possibility and advantages of this cooperation.

"There is also alloy."

Those watching the excitement were not afraid; one by one they widened their eyes, waiting for Zhong Huilian to open the box.

"I..."

He naturally knew the results of the investigator's interrogation. Dong Wenxue, this woman, is a scorpion, a poisonous scorpion.

Now he also understands that digging out this money is not a merit, but a fucking bomb.

Zhong Huilian said while pointing at Shi Fenbo, who was being escorted onto the car, "Why do you think your sister was so shocked to that extent?"

Fuck, this fucking thing won't rot even if it's buried underground for ten years. It really cost a lot of money.

You wish, still want to watch a live broadcast of opening the box?

Although the powerful departments that came with them had emotions in their hearts, after sending away these plague gods, they still raised their hands and saluted.

Zhong Huilian squatted down, looked at Old Zhong lying on the coffin, and asked with a smile, "What smell did you smell? Is there the smell of money?"

And Zhong Huilian nodded, not saying anything.

He had also seen the papers Shi Fenbo handed to Shi Fenbo at that time. If it were really exposed, several of us would have to account for it here.

When I followed Zhong Huilian to catch Hu Huisheng, I thought this woman was not bad. Although she cheated, she was still okay.

As the leading cadre, Shi Fenbo made a concluding speech, and the joy of the comrades finishing the mission was beyond words.

Fortunately, there were many people and great strength, and it wasn't buried very deep. By the time Shi Fenbo settled Old Zhong, he could already see the coffin lid.

What the fuck Yang energy or Yin energy, he wasn't afraid when he was alive, can he be afraid when he's dead?

After the train drove away, Zhong Huilian turned around and shook hands with several familiar cadres from local powerful departments, then got into the jeep and returned to the steel mill.

"..."

Zhong Huilian didn't speak to disturb him, but picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Funeral affairs in the Northeast are different from those in the capital; they are not so cumbersome, but they are particular about the time.

Zhong Huilian changed his warm attitude from just now, grabbed Shi Fenbo, said a word to the people blocking in front with a cold face, and then signaled Zhong Jiawu and the others to act.

But if you say it can't be transported out of the Northeast, is it a bit scary?

It was also because it was hot at noon; if there wasn't a cool breeze here, it would probably take a while to dig.

"Hehe~ be content~"

"Hmm, indeed."

"Is this the excitement you told me about?"

Ji Weidong pushed Li Xuewu off a small truck, signaled to the people behind, and the truck drove out of the guest house courtyard.

Old Zhong was lifted into the pit by Zhong Huilian, but his legs were weak, and he sat there for a long time without being able to get up.

"It's settled then, you guys do it."

Steel mill, Ji Ruixuan's office.

Zhong Jiawu had words in his mouth but couldn't curse them out. He was now unsure if what Zhong Huilian said was true or not.

Zhong Huilian narrowed his eyes and looked at Shi Fenbo, saying, "Smart people never offend two people at the same time. You have already offended one."

Shi Fenbo raised his voice and continued, "I just took a look. The Feng Shui of your family is very good, but you let those who died violently, or those with no descendants, enter the ancestral grave. I don't know what you were thinking. Are you not thinking about the descendants?"

There were more than a dozen people in the Zhong family, and it was already May, so it was still easy to dig.

Plus, Zhong Huilian "moved with emotion and reasoned with logic," so no one followed Old Zhong to stop them anymore.

The graveyard is backed by a forest, and in the distance are several mountain ridges; the Feng Shui is indeed not bad.

Also speaking with a curled lip, Zhong Jiawu narrowed one eye and looked at Zhong Huilian, saying, "Hey! Don't teach me how to steal beams and replace them with pillars. Teach me how to catch a white wolf with empty hands."

"If you ask me, you are truly unlucky, you deserve to watch the fun."

He was also ruthless. After hearing the investigator's surprise interrogation of Shi Fenbo, he immediately let Zhong Jiawu release the person on the spot.

Zhong Jiawu's brain was truly not enough at this moment, but he figured it out.

Those who were fake crying in the graveyard also stopped crying and turned their eyes over.

Ji Ruixuan saw Zhong Huilian mention his wife, couldn't help but smile, muttered a word, and paused for a while.

"Boom~~!"

Heart like dead ashes, spirit destroyed.

The key is that there is no way to explain it. The more you explain this kind of thing, the more wrong it is. Can you really say that the two of you didn't compare the size of that?

"Still fucking listening, then we would have died long ago!"

And Zhong Huilian looks easier to talk to now; he doesn't have any tools in his hands.

Old Zhong's steps stopped halfway, and he stood there stunned, not knowing what Zhong Huilian meant.

If this money is really taken back, Li Xuewu won't get a share either. Who would be willing to take the blame?

Zhong Huilian snorted and said, "Your brain is fucking rusting if you don't use it. Do you still want to make progress?"

Originally, this was already causing discussion, but after being pointed out by an outsider like Shi Fenbo, the Zhong family members blocking the way were all muttering.

Zhong Jiawu took a shovel from the car, glared at Zhong Huilian and said, "I was fucking corrupted by you!"

"Third, you guys go ahead and bury yours, we will dig ours. Don't disturb each other, don't look for trouble."

"Get out! I don't give a fuck whose ancestral grave it is!"

"The one you discussed with my dad?"

"Took it, borrowed it from the factory engineering team."

"Just say whatever."

Is this fucking comparing the size of the thing below?

To this day, there is no need for any more speculation. Earlier, Shi Fenbo's words were confirmed one by one by news from the capital.

This chicken thief!

"Did you take the shovel and pick?"

Is it polite to say it like that?

Now the people in the clan can only stand by and watch; if he wants to stand out, he has to do it himself.

"Is the person reliable?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Impossible! What do you want to do! What the hell do you want to do?!"

Will they let you?

"Time really flies."

To this day, even if Shi Fenbo wanted to find a woman again, he wouldn't find one like that.

Zhong Huilian waved his hand, signaling the people watching the excitement to call someone.

Shi Fenbo pursed his lips and said, "I want to say we are here to help you, you certainly won't believe it, but the facts are indeed like this."

"..."

Standing in this graveyard, I'm afraid no one would think this is a kind intention to help their family with the burial.

Zhong Jiawu rolled his eyes and said, "But how do you say this, like telling Yu Min about that, swoosh?"

I'm afraid that even if someone finds Guandong to interrogate him now, he won't be able to interrogate anything.

But later, when Hu Huisheng was detained here, other people's wives would come to send some food or something.

All relevant criminal personnel will be handed over to the Fengcheng Procuratorate for prosecution in accordance with regulations.

When the truck roared out of the graveyard, under the gaze of a group of people watching the excitement, and under the happy expressions of those who got the coffin-lifting money, the group of people who came to dig the grave got in the car and left, leaving behind the Zhong family's aunt, Dong Wenxue, standing in place.

These people were shaken by the car, but they were all dumbfounded, looking at the two cadres standing at the tail of the car.

So he walked to the front and asked Zhong Huilian, who was standing on the side.

Hey, no wonder the family's population is declining.

"What about you?"

Zhong Huilian twitched the corner of his mouth, grabbed Shi Fenbo's shoulder and whispered, "This money can't see the light. Take out fifty thousand, and I'll take the rest away."

"All our own people."

But he didn't care about this matter, and the young people following behind him cared even less. Seeing Zhong Jiawu make a move, the others also beat down the few boys who blocked them.

Now looking at the coffin, he didn't miss women, he just thought about how many women could be supported with so much money.

Old Zhong was also stunned in place, his eyes looking at the truck in a daze.

"Explain what? Nothing was explained?"

When they saw that they were heading for the graveyard, Old Zhong's uncle thought it was someone from another village looking for trouble, so he called the boys in the clan to meet them.

Zhong Huilian saw a few people walking out of the graveyard and didn't pay attention, standing by the edge of the forest and looking up.

It was still a member of the Zhong clan who helped him down, leaned in and sniffed.

Don't talk about noon or night; if you say you'll give me all the money, I'd dare to carry a shovel and come to dig in the middle of the night.

"Are you not clear about the situation?"

Zhong Huilian certainly didn't fear Old Zhong, but there was no need to fight him. He pointed to the grave mound being dug and said, "You fucking cried at the wrong grave."

This kid is also a bastard, how can you hit someone wearing mourning clothes?

This sentence from Zhong Huilian was like poking a hornet's nest. The onlookers didn't need Zhong Huilian to say anything more; they all figured out what was going on in their hearts.

"Fuck!"

Old Zhong's anger flared up. The fear he had for Zhong Huilian earlier was overwhelmed by his brain. He didn't care who Zhong Huilian was anymore, pointed at Shi Fenbo and cursed, "Our family's business is none of your fucking business! Get the fuck out of here!"

With Shi Fenbo's relationship, the investigation department dared to bet.

"What do you want to do?"

"You are truly lacking in virtue!"

Because these four sons were all shot for committing crimes, in essence, their reputations were bad, so they could be considered to have died violently.

Zhong Huilian sighed and said, "It's all fate. If you talk about revenge, I wouldn't go to this extent."

Shi Fenbo didn't understand Feng Shui, nor did he have the leisure to be as superstitious as Zhong Huilian, so he went to meet those few people.

"Weidong, pay attention to the influence."

This Dong Wenxue is truly good at drawing a line; she never came once.

Ji Weidong grabbed the railing above his head, leaned in front of Zhong Huilian and said, "Hey, the day chosen today is also good, it's quite lively."

Just as he finished saying the last sentence, the car stopped, so this sentence clearly reached the ears of those squatting in the car.

Hey, this is truly fresh, and not afraid of the ancestors dreaming and scolding in the street!

Shi Fenbo heard him muttering about himself and muttered: "I'll transfer Han Yating to the Steel City later. No! Transfer her to the border."

Zhong Huilian didn't take the shovel from the car, walked along and bickered with Zhong Jiawu, and the two of them led more than a dozen young men from the investigation department into the graveyard.

"Then what about the remaining money? It can't be hidden forever, right? How do you plan to handle it?"

Zhong Huilian narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you not want to hear this? Are you stupid? Do we have so much leisure time? If you want, go to the car and ask your sister where she buried your son's body."

Although those meals were all poured out by Zhong Jiawu and the others, it didn't prevent me from seeing the character of the wives or relatives of those people.

"What?!"

"How are you going to do it?"

Zhong Huilian rolled his eyes and said, "Don't say I didn't warn you. Too much money bites your hands. I'm afraid it won't be transported out of the Northeast."

"You're farting!"

Zhong Huilian mentioned the Master's wife during the conversation, which was not without the intention of reminding Ji Ruixuan. It seems Ji Ruixuan already knows this.

Explaining the key to Ji Ruixuan, Shi Fenbo also emphasized: "The steel mill's own enterprise scale is not enough to develop larger or more personnel-intensive factories, and it has innate deficiencies in management and supporting facilities."

"Still fucking can find."

Old Zhong heard Zhong Huilian's words and turned back to look at his sister, but saw Dong Wenxue's face was pale, and she sat on the ground with a thud.

"Don't scare me."

He was cursing on this side, but Shi Fenbo ignored him, just watching the few older ones on that side avoiding his gaze.

Ji Weidong saw Xiang Yunian didn't go, and looked at Li Xuewu again.

Immediately, he pursed his lips and lowered his head to laugh.

"You?"

Zhong Jiawu bared his teeth and slapped away Zhong Huilian's big hand, saying fiercely, "I'm older than you!"

Goodness, when the truck was moving just now, those people thought the two cadres were discussing the case; they were talking so seriously, whispering.

"What do you say?"

Ji Ruixuan nodded and agreed: "You said you want to engage in small commodities, do you have any goals? Tell me about it."

The two are master and apprentice, superiors and subordinates, and even closer comrades-in-arms. Zhong Huilian doesn't want this teacher to get off the boat halfway.

He previously felt that the student's worry was unnecessary anxiety. Even during their last meeting not long ago, he still felt that even if the situation worsened, it wouldn't be so fast.

With Zhong Jiawu, there is Ji Weidong's relationship.

Wang Shumin knew that Ji Ruixuan held the position of security department chief at the steel rolling mill, but he had never seen the fierce aura of Zhong Huilian in Ji Ruixuan.

But I never expected it. Listening to Shi Fenbo's last sentence, and then looking at the two of them huddled together.

No wonder Li Xuewu didn't come after being scolded by Zhong Huilian; it turns out he was hiding.

"Is it necessary to bully people to this extent? Not letting go even after death? Killing is just a nod of the head!"

"So it's modularization, weight reduction, miniaturization, and integration, right?"

Old Zhong heard Zhong Huilian's words and was about to curse, but saw the leader mocking Zhong Huilian, and didn't know what to say.

It's just that he is not reconciled, but after calling Zhong Huilian back and investigating, he hooked up so many things again.

Zhong Huilian tilted his head and said, "I said, you, cried at the wrong grave. What's buried there is not your son."

Old Zhong still wanted to be sorrowful, but saw Zhong Huilian beckon to him and said, "Come down, smell it, see if there's any stench."

"First, we are not here to disturb your burial, so you guys go ahead and do your work."

Zhong Huilian pointed to the graveyard again and said to Old Zhong, "Look, we are digging a grave, we are not here to smash your son's coffin."

The train carrying the joy of mission completion and special subsidies slowly started. Zhong Huilian stood on the platform and saluted the carriage window.

"One hundred and fifty thousand each?"

The land here is being farmed, it's just that there is a pile of graves on the edge of the farmland.

"You are truly lacking in virtue!"

"This took out fifty thousand..."

I know that Zhong Huilian has been thinking about this. Is he trying to swallow it alone?

Zhong Jiawu looked at Zhong Huilian and pretended to be his big brother, which made him speechless, but he was in no mood to argue with Shi Fenbo now.

Those watching the excitement still thought the matter wasn't big enough? Someone had long gone to call Old Zhong.

Old Zhong certainly didn't believe it. Is there any help that involves arresting people and digging graves at a funeral?

It was simple to bury, but it took a lot of effort to dig up.

Originally, digging the pit was tiring enough, and then fucking lifting it up, the dozen boys almost broke their waists.

This sentence was a bit heart-piercing. The eyes of the people around looking at Zhong Huilian all changed.

Zhong Jiawu's face was flushed. Where should I put my face after letting my subordinates watch the fun?

It's just that the teacher didn't succeed, and the years were unfavorable. Nie Liansheng Hu met the wolf-hunting team.

"Ms. Zhong, we meet again. You should know what we are here for, right?"

The angry Zhong Jiawu saw the car stop, so he urged those people to get off, and he jumped off the carriage with Zhong Huilian.

Zhong Jiawu turned his head and glared at Shi Fenbo, gritting his teeth and saying, "Consider yourself fucking ruthless!"

Shi Fenbo pried off almost all the nails, leaving only the two on the diagonal, and then stopped.

"Actually, you have already done enough."

Then a dramatic scene appeared in the graveyard: four pits were burying coffins, and one pit was digging up a coffin.

Zhong Huilian looked around the car and said, "A few are fine, if there are too many, you are just a stepping stone."

"Call a few people in charge of the Zhong family over."

Shi Fenbo took a look at the people in the car and whispered, "Take the things out and take a look. Once confirmed, don't dismantle them, load them on the car and take them back to handle."

The last item on Zhong Huilian's business trip was to have a talk with his superior, who was also his teacher.

When Zhong Jiawu jumped down, he happened to see Zhong Huilian standing by the car, helping to look into the field.

Shi Fenbo thought for a moment and said, "From tools to spare parts, even the nail clippers we use belong to the hardware category, and the application of alloys in them is much more extensive than pure steel because it is lighter."

Zhong Jiawu frowned and said, "Is it stable? It's better if I find someone."

Shi Fenbo's shovel stabbed into the ground, hung his eyes and said, "Official business, and you still fucking dare to make a move?"

I am naturally here today. The last bit of glory before these four nephews died was given by you, Shi Fenbo Hu.

Zhong Jiawu signaled to two people under his hand, and those two went over and handcuffed Dong Wenxue.

Zhong Huilian tapped his hand on the sofa armrest and explained, "Military quality is a synonym for trustworthiness. Relying on this reputation, it becomes much simpler to develop other metal-type small products."

"What the fuck are you laughing at?!"

But another reason for fear was the shovels and picks carried by Zhong Jiawu and the others.

Those people were mostly watching the excitement and following the trend. Who would dare to go against the public?

Money making money is the way of investment. The risk is someone else's, the benefit is one's own, and it's tied to such a big benefit.

"Why? Want to put up a desperate fight? Obstructing official business?"

I saw that waiter, Wang Shumin, again last night.

Goodness, the mastermind hasn't been sentenced yet, and the accomplices are about to be buried.

"Anyway, can't show up."

Zhong Huilian took such a big circle and finally achieved the goal set earlier. Looking at Zhong Jiawu, how could he not be pleasing to the eye?

Shi Fenbo drooped his eyelids and said, "Anyway, he said it all. The existing evidence is enough to shoot him. Is it still fucking missing this one? Just say it wasn't found."

Shi Fenbo pressed and squeezed Zhong Jiawu's shoulder, saying, "Do you think Hu Huisheng is at the end? Stop looking for death, run away quickly."

A young man with white mourning clothes tied around his waist pointed at Zhong Jiawu and the others who were coming and shouted: "This is the Zhong family's ancestral grave, what are you doing!"

This sentence made Old Zhong's gaze freeze. He glanced at the truck, then looked at Shi Fenbo, wanting an answer.

Who is watching whose fun?

Zhong Jiawu and the others acted very quickly. After a few rounds, there was no one standing on that side, and in front of them were only the Zhong family members blocking the graveyard.

Shi Fenbo raised his hand and said, "Today we are here to perform official duties. For all those who obstruct official duties, I don't care if you are wearing mourning clothes or not, they will all be handled according to the regulations."

Zhong Jiawu looked Zhong Huilian up and down a few times and asked, "Is your Yin energy heavy?"

"True or false?"

But later, Old Zhong was not as prosperous as when Zhong Huilian saw him. His face was full of wrinkles, and he was more than ten years older.

And this afternoon, the discipline inspection personnel who came with Shi Fenbo to handle the case will return to the capital by train with the investigation department personnel, ending the field mission that lasted more than a month.

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Why the fuck did he come all the way here? Isn't it just to watch the fun? Why not go!"

Because of Zhong Huilian's suggestion, Zhong Jiawu handed over all those who could be handed over to the local area, only holding key figures in his hands, such as Yu Min.

Shi Fenbo jumped onto the coffin and stepped on it. Listening to the echo, the space inside was not large, and the wood material was elm.

Defending left and right, still fucking was set up by Shi Fenbo.

Except for the Seventh Tiger who was caught on the embankment and had Guandong's wife, the other tigers made quite a lot of trouble in the city.

Emotions, the Zhong family's relatives embezzled money and hid it in the graveyard!

Whoever makes people cry and howl on the first floor makes people afraid to have any closeness.

Zhong Huilian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yo~ know how to cherish the jade and pity the fragrance at this moment? Want to call to stop the car and let you take the person back?"

Zhong Jiawu glanced at Zhong Huilian and thought: You are fucking here to dig someone's grave, how can you be polite?

Plus, there are many people in the Zhong family. Just Old Zhong, who is standing in the graveyard, has three sons, which makes them even more untouchable.

Shi Fenbo looked at Old Zhong, who was in tears and choked with sobs, nodded and said, "Even the ancient villains rarely dig up people's graves."

It's just that these people don't often do this work, so when Zhong Huilian walked over, they all looked covered in sweat.

Zhong Huilian raised his eyebrows, I am a decent person, I did it with your dad, do you think your dad is decent?

"That belongs to the category of idioms, don't rush to learn it yet."

Zhong Jiawu looked at Zhong Huilian and asked, "Are you really planning for us to split it?"

Shi Fenbo kicked the coffin, squeezed on both sides of the carriage with the crowd, took a look at Dong Wenxue, who was getting further and further behind the car, and couldn't help but say a word to Shi Fenbo beside him.

The key figures who died that night were all done by them. This is also why they were executed by law so quickly after being taken back.

"Hehe, revenge on you, dig your son's corpse out to expose it to the sun."

"Hardware is a big category."

Zhong Huilian reached out and grabbed his shoulder, pulled him up, pointed outside and said, "Go do what you need to do. Whether you bury your other sons or go to the car to ask your sister about this son is up to you, but don't delay things here."

He remembered the fifty thousand yuan Zhong Huilian mentioned earlier, and Xiang Yunian's guarantee, and he hadn't asked Guandong to make a record yet.

Zhong Huilian didn't take Old Zhong's words, but walked forward and said to Zhong Jiawu: "Handling cases locally, how can you not take care of local emotions?"

I don't know Zhong Jiawu, and I don't want to talk to a rough person like Zhong Jiawu, for fear of being beaten.

Just now at the door, this kid deliberately said those words for Li Xuewu to hear, and also deliberately teased him not to come.

Zhong Jiawu stood on the side with a curled lip and said, "It makes me feel a little moved. If you say it again, let them help us dig it themselves."

"Just pretend I didn't say it~"

Today's burial was also because Old Zhong sent a lot of money to the clan, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to be buried today.

It was the old clan uncle who couldn't stand it anymore and called someone to help him to the side to discuss things.

Shi Fenbo already knew that this money was biting his hands. He was investigating vigorously before, and no one in the unit had any hope for this anymore.

This sentence made Old Zhong's gaze freeze. He glanced at the truck, then looked at Shi Fenbo, wanting an answer.

Who is watching whose fun?

Zhong Jiawu and the others acted very quickly. After a few rounds, there was no one standing on that side, and in front of them were only the Zhong family members blocking the graveyard.

Shi Fenbo raised his hand and said, "Today we are here to perform official duties. For all those who obstruct official duties, I don't care if you are wearing mourning clothes or not, they will all be handled according to the regulations."

Zhong Jiawu looked Zhong Huilian up and down a few times and asked, "Is your Yin energy heavy?"

"True or false?"

But now, several sons have died, and his sister's husband has been arrested. Old Zhong, this section chief, still doesn't know what's going on.

Zhong Huilian said with a laugh, "We'll learn idioms first. The teacher will teach you how to dig graves and destroy bones and ashes."

Complaining just now was purely to find an excuse to talk about Shi Fenbo. If today was a sunny day, it could be considered a reason, and I would use it too.

"Indeed."

When I first came out, I was happy to find clues to this money. Now, it's completely being forced to the shelves, and I have to come.

I just saw a group of young men carrying tools in their hands earlier and thought they were workers.

"You! You guys!"

The funding problem that had been bothering me was solved. Although it counts as an investment, where can I find a bank loan at this time?

I'm afraid that the things here are not as good as mine!

No major mistakes, but toward women and family, there isn't a fucking bit of humanity.

Go back to your own family's graveyard to open it.

Those people in the clan were about to pick up the shovels for the burial, but were stopped by Shi Fenbo, who was standing in the crowd.

Zhong Jiawu looked at Zhong Huilian speechlessly, his eyes turned to the back of the car, watching the scenery flying backward, and muttered: "If you fucking care about that, don't split the money inside either."

But, the flood control dam I once thought I had lost its effect, and the torrential flood was about to pour down.

Zhong Huilian observed for a while. This graveyard has been carefully renovated, the grave mounds are scattered, obviously it is an ancestral grave.

So now I am ready to accept Zhong Huilian's suggestion, but my mouth is still hard.

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