Chapter 739: Gods fighting, mortals getting rich

He Yan found it.

But unfortunately.

Just as expected. The person is gone.

Throat slit.

Simple and neat.

Died instantly.

The body is still in the car.

Still a brand new black Cadillac.

After a thorough examination, it is certain: More than three people did it. All of them experts.

Alas...

The trail has gone cold again.

Zhang Yong is almost certain: There is no point in continuing the investigation.

It is useless.

It is obvious that this was not done by ordinary people.

As soon as something happens here, it is immediately reported in the newspapers. And it is always a foreign newspaper.

It is obvious that someone is pulling the strings. A well-connected person with a lot of money. Those foreigners only recognise money. Just pay them and they will publish it.

So...

Move the body away.

Take the Cadillac away yourself.

He doesn't believe in ghosts anyway. He has no taboos.

His forte is physical exorcism. There is nothing Thomson can't solve.

If there is, just throw in another 30 grenades...

'You...'

Wu Songling paused.

He didn't expect Zhang Yong to be unafraid of a car that had killed someone.

'What?'

'This car has just killed someone.'

'What is not owned by anyone belongs to the virtuous.'

'You...'

Wu Songling was speechless.

I think you're greedy. You fancy this luxury car.

This Cadillac is indeed a luxury car. It's estimated to cost tens of thousands of dollars. He Yan, you're rich!

"Detective Wu...'

'Team Leader Zhang, just say what you want to say.'

'Come over here.'

Zhang Yong called Wu Songling aside.

Wu Pinfeng had been staring at him. It seemed as if he was worried that he might do Wu Songling harm.

Haha. You're so naive.

Someone like you, I don't think the organisation can use you for now. You're too impulsive. You can't hide yourself well enough. You still need to work on yourself.

'Detective Wu, how old are you?'

'Forty-eight.'

'Oh, that's good. Before you retire, you can witness a miracle.'

'What miracle?'

'I can't tell you.'

Zhang Yong pretended to be mysterious. But inside, he was secretly pleased.

Hey, hey, would I tell you that you would achieve complete victory in more than ten years?

Retiring at the age of 65...

Huh? Did I remember it wrong? How old do I retire now?

'When are you retiring?'

'Why do you ask?'

'I'm curious. I'll calculate my years of service too. Let's see how much pension I can get after retirement.'

'How old are you...'

'Early twenties. Not bad. Some people joined the revolution when they were thirteen. By the time they retire, they'll have more than 50 years of service! I envy them.'

'Chief Zhang, what are you trying to say?'

'I'm saying that your good days are still ahead, Inspector Wu.'

'Chief Zhang, if you have something to say, say it. If not, I'll be going.'

'No rush, Inspector Wu.'

Zhang Yong pulled the other person over. He even forced the other person to sit down.

What's the rush? What's the rush? The matter we're investigating now is very deep. If you're not careful, you'll slip in and drown.

He, Zhang Yong, doesn't have any professional skills and lacks the courage to forge ahead. However, he's not stupid.

Especially when it comes to stepping on others and taking the blame, he reacts very sensitively. He will never recklessly get involved in dangerous things.

A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall. But right now, he has no choice. Then he has to be fully prepared.

'I'm sure you've already guessed. The people behind this are no ordinary people.'

'I'll just do what I do best.'

'Okay. I'll be in charge of making money.'

'What?'

'I'm saying, with something this dangerous, we definitely have to make some profit. Otherwise, if something goes wrong one day, we'll be out of pocket.'

'You...'

'No matter which family it is, or who's behind setting the family up, they're all wealthy. If we don't take a little during the investigation, we'll be doing ourselves a disservice, won't we? We're risking our lives here. It's extremely risky. We need a little comfort. Right?'

'Fallacy.'

'I know that Inspector Wu doesn't believe in this. So, if our paths diverge, we should part ways. If Inspector Wu sees me looting and enriching myself, please pretend you didn't see anything. I'm just saying this upfront.'

'Team Leader Zhang, please speak your mind.'

'What I mean is that our investigation should focus on finding the He family's assets.'

'Why?'

'We don't know what the people behind this are going to do. For now, let's assume that they are going to embezzle the He family's assets. So, we must first examine the He family's assets. See how much has been embezzled. Then, based on the relevant clues, we can find the people behind this.'

'You really are...'

Wu Songling was at a loss for words. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

You can say that he's wrong. Actually, he's not wrong. Murder. Either it's for love. Or it's for money. Or it's for revenge.

No case can be separated from these three motives.

Money can also be interpreted as profit.

Killing for profit. Killing for love. Killing for hatred.

He is an old cop, so he naturally understands.

However, Wu Songling also knows Zhang Yong's plan very well.

This guy is just taking advantage of the investigation to take advantage of the situation. He is so bold that he even dares to touch the He family's assets. He really doesn't care about his life.

'So, let's start with He Yan.'

'I'd like to hear more.'

'First, investigate all of He Yan's assets. This includes those registered in her name and those not. But the actual controller is her.'

'I'm afraid it will take a little time...'

'What we lack most at the moment is time. So, let's go.'

'Go where?'

'Of course, to raid the home... no, to investigate He Yan's home.'

'You...'

Wu Songling was completely speechless.

He has seen many greedy people, but Zhang Yong's greed...

is really unique. Ingenious.

He Yan is the victim!

You actually want to 'ransack' the victim's home?

Do you really think the Minister of the Military and Political Department is useless? He is the second most powerful person in the National Army!

However, Zhang Yong didn't care about that.

Anyway, He Yan is already dead. He can't jump out and hit him.

Now Minister He is probably also anxious and overwhelmed, busy putting out the reports from the foreigners.

He can't take care of He Yan for the time being. Zhang Yong took the opportunity to take a little. Does anyone know?

If you ask, just say that the bandits took it. This is called having no witness against you.

He did as he said.

He led his team and arrived at the He residence in a grand manner.

To be precise, it should be called the He residence. Or the He mansion. It's quite large. Quite imposing. It's obvious that it's not an ordinary family.

Strange. Previously, Zhang Yong had never seen He Yan before. This shows that the other party is very low-key.

The He mansion has just had an incident. The people inside have now scattered. Only the police department has sealed off the area.

Show your ID. Let all the police go.

You're done here. Our secret service will take over.

Entering the He mansion,

It was found to be luxuriously decorated.

All the halls were covered with thick wool carpets. Soft and fluffy.

All the furniture was also in the Ming and Qing styles. Antique. If it were put in the later ages, it could only be looked at without six figures.

There were also various other luxurious items. At a glance, it was obvious that he knew how to enjoy life.

'Where is He Yan's husband?' Zhang Yong asked casually.

'Missing,' Wu Songling replied, 'temporarily not found. Probably dead.'

Zhang Yong then let it go.

He Yan was a woman of the He family. Her husband, it seems, was a son-in-law?

Now that He Yan has been killed, her husband is also presumed to have been killed.

Alas...

Silently monitoring the map.

There is not even a single gold symbol. Instead, there is a weapon symbol.

Confused.

Something feels wrong.

Does the He family not have any gold?

He Yan was worth a lot of money, so wouldn't the family have stocked up on some gold?

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

Most likely, it was taken by the robbers.

According to intelligence, at the same time as He Yan was killed, the He residence was also attacked by robbers. It is said that there were more than ten heavily armed robbers, all masked, who rushed in. They all had guns. They ransacked the He residence. All the gold and silver, all the soft things, were all taken. But no one was killed.

The whole robbery. Or the whole case. Only He Yan died.

The bodies in the warehouse have not yet been identified. It is not yet possible to identify them.

Damn robbers!

They even took all the gold!

I don't know if they left anything for Zhang Yong.

From this perspective alone, they deserve to die! If Zhang Yong catches them, he'll definitely deal with them right there...

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone in the lobby rang.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the phone. Then they pretended nothing was wrong. They continued with their own business.

Zhang Yong happened to be next to the phone. So he picked it up casually.

Who cares who's calling. Just answer it.

The result...

'Zhang Yong, you're meddling in too many things.'

'Me?'

Zhang Yong was puzzled.

Did the person on the other end of the line know him?

From the sound of his voice, he was a man. His voice was hoarse, a bit like a smoker's. Presumably he was old.

Of course, it could be a disguise.

That wasn't the point.

The point was that the other person knew exactly where Zhang Yong was in He's house and had called in the call precisely.

Obviously, the other person was nearby. They could observe his movements.

Or there is an observation post nearby. He reported to the other party in advance that he had entered the He residence.

Either way, it shows that he is being watched.

Alas, what a thoughtful person!

They started to watch him from here. Is this necessary?

"Stop immediately. Don't interfere.'

'What?'

'This has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere. Otherwise, you won't get away with it.'

'I'm not here to investigate.'

'Then what are you doing here?'

'Getting rich.'

'What?'

'I heard that He Yan died and left behind a lot of money, so I came here especially to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the situation to make some money. But I found out that all the gold in the He family's house had been robbed. I'm really upset. That's good. You called. Let's talk about it. You have to give me half of He Yan's fortune.'

'Go to hell!'

'Hey, if you talk like that, then I'm going to get angry! You have to give me half of the He family's gold! There's no way we can talk about this!'

'None of your business!'

'I'll say it again: you have to give me half of He Yan's gold!'

'Go to hell!'

The other person hung up the phone angrily.

Zhang Yong: ???

Crap. Why is he so difficult to talk to?

All I want is half of the gold. Isn't that a reasonable request?

And he refuses!

Damn it. He's so stingy. How can he accomplish anything great?

It's just like that guy Zhuge Liang, who was smart about trivial matters but confused about important ones. He ended up living a miserable old age.

Zhang Yong slowly put the receiver down. He was deep in thought.

Wu Songling was about to speak but stopped.

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Everyone around looked at each other. They felt something was wrong.

Why did the phone keep ringing just after they entered?

Zhang Yong picked up the receiver.

He calmed down. He acted as if nothing had happened.

He didn't know anything about investigations. But when it comes to money...

Haha. He is the best at getting money.

'10,000 taels of silver,' the person on the other end of the line said.

It was the same person as before.

Still the same aged man with a smoky voice. It seemed that it wasn't an act.

'You sent away the beggar?'

'Zhang Yong, don't push your luck!'

'Come on, how much does He Yan have? It's not one million, but at least half a million! You're only giving me 10,000?'

'I'm telling you, we didn't kill him for the money.'

'That's right. You're not doing it for the money. I am. So you should give me all your money!'

'You...'

The other person fell silent.

It was obvious that Zhang Yong had put him in a difficult position.

He had seen shameless people before, but never one so shameless. He was blackmailing for money and saying it so bluntly.

'Don't push it too far!'

'You said it yourself, you're not doing it for the money. If it's not for the money, what's wrong with giving it to me?'

'20,000.'

'Half. No discussion.'

'Zhang Yong, don't push it! If you continue to meddle in this matter, I will kill you too.'

'You said you weren't in it for the money. But now you want to kill me?'

'You're the one who's digging your own grave.'

'I just want the money.'

'30,000.'

'I told you. Half. No discussion.'

'Zhang Yong, don't think you're so smart. You're not worth that much! I can take you out in a minute!'

'No Japanese would dare say that. So go ahead and kill me.'

'You...'

'Harmony brings wealth. Understand? Give me the money and I'll stay out of this. You'll have one less problem. Otherwise, I could one day blindly kill the master. Wouldn't that be a great loss for you? You'll avoid trouble and save money. You won't have to see me again. Isn't that great?'

'Fifty thousand. No more.'

'Okay. I accept. But I want it now. Send someone to deliver the money to the He residence.'

'It's a deal. Once you have the money, you must never interfere in the He family's affairs.'

'Of course. I, Zhang Yong, will keep my word.'

'Swear it.'

'Okay, I, Zhang Yong, swear that if I get the 50,000 US dollars...'

'Wait! What 50,000 US dollars? It's 50,000 taels of silver! 50,000 taels of silver!'

'Cut it out! I'm not doing it! 50,000 taels of silver is too little. I'm not stupid. You've made so much money, and you're only giving me 50,000 taels of silver? I feel so unfair!'

'You broke your promise. You just said you would do it!'

'We were talking about ten thousand. Did you bring the unit? I was talking about ten thousand US dollars. Of course, pounds sterling are fine too. Fifty thousand pounds, here, I'll leave immediately and never appear in your sights again.'

'You, you're a liar!'

'Hey, don't slander me! I dare you to swear that I'm a liar!'

'You bastard…'

Snap!

The other person hung up.

Zhang Yong: ...

Alas, 50,000 taels of silver has vanished without a trace.

But 50,000 taels of silver is really very little! How could it be that in such a big deal, one only gets 50,000 taels of silver?

As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer.

But...

It can also be put another way – when immortals fight, mortals get rich.

If the immortals drop some treasure or other in the process of fighting, and the mortal picks it up, it will be a rare treasure!

If the two immortals perish together, then their treasures will explode...

Hey, Zhang Yong's eyes are practically glowing.

Hang up the phone.

Wave to the person next to him.

Is the other person nearby? Can they see the He residence?

Go up to the third floor of the He residence, enter a room, hide behind the window, and raise the binoculars.

Look carefully around. No suspicious points are found.

Study the map. There are many white dots around. They are densely packed. It is impossible to tell them apart.

There are also a few red dots hidden among the white dots. There is also a yellow dot.

There are many weapons symbols. There are also a few gold symbols. The latter are all nearby gold shops.

It's difficult!

Forget it. No more. Making money is the way to go.

Since you've come to the He residence, there's no reason to go back empty-handed. You have to make some extra money somehow.

There are no more gold symbols. But there are weapons symbols.

Follow the map.

Pinpoint the location.

And then...

Dig!