Stacks of ledgers were brought up.

Most of the account books have turned yellow. I don’t know how old they are.

As soon as I put it on the table, dust suddenly filled the air. It seemed like a weasel haunting the void.

Zhang Yong frowned.

Check the accounts? What accounts should be checked?

If he could check accounts, would he still be here?

I have already gone to work at the central bank, from 9 to 5, with a monthly salary of at least thirty yuan.

Where is it like now...

The gift is only 10,000 yuan.

People’s hearts are old!

well……

However, the appearance still needs to be done.

Getting money and doing things is his purpose. Good reputation is the foundation of sustainable development.

Wave your hands.

"Director Yu, I can't see the accounts clearly. Find someone who is sober."

"Deputy Director Zeng knows best."

"Deputy Director Zeng, please tell me the true accounts. I will not record them. I will just keep them in mind."

"Actually, Commissioner, our deficit is not that big originally. We have dealt with some before. Just recently, the Ministry of Finance set up a tax team and secretly transferred a batch of supplies..."

"What Tax Corps?"

"It's directly under the Ministry of Finance and specializes in collecting taxes."

"how many people?"

"Fifteen hundred people."

"How many weapons and ammunition did they take?"

"Commissioner, look, the exact numbers are all on it."

"Let me see."

Zhang Yong reached out and took over a small notebook.

On the top of the small book, there are only names of weapons and ammunition, and numbers. But there is no consignee.

Obviously, all this is done secretly.

The Ministry of Finance took away the weapons and ammunition, but it would not leave any clues.

The price they paid was that part of those figures must have been pocketed by people from the General Administration of War.

This is also an unspoken rule.

On the surface, I will give you 100 guns. But in fact, I will only give you 70 guns.

The remaining 30 bottles naturally fell into my personal pocket.

Otherwise, there is no benefit to me at all. I am stupid! I take risks for no reason.

According to the unspoken rules, if anyone asks, the Ministry of Finance will have to admit that it "temporarily borrowed" 100 guns.

You can't insist that it's 70 pieces. This is just throwing someone else's plate. No one will be willing to cooperate with you in the future.

Or maybe you have something to hide behind your back. If something happens in the future, if you turn it out, everyone will die together.

"How many guns?"

"Nine hundred and fifty."

“How much was really given?”

"Seven hundred."

"What to do with the remaining two hundred and fifty?"

"Sold to someone outside."

"Is it reliable?"

"We have long-term cooperation and know the basics."

"Where's the mortar?"

"this……"

"To be honest, I blame the spies entirely."

"82mm, seven. 60mm, thirty-seven. More than 500 rounds of large artillery shells. 1,300 rounds of small artillery shells."

"What about the explosives?"

"It's really not us who made the explosives. It was the attendant's office's fault."

"What does the chamberlain need explosives for?"

"I have no idea."

"Okay. Contact the people outside right away, tell them you have the goods, and ask them to come over."

"Commissioner, don't you want to arrest them?"

"I'll check to see if there are any spies inside. If there are, I'll settle the account."

"All right……"

Yu Dayue and Zeng Zhaoliu looked at each other.

This feels a bit risky, but it's not impossible. These pustules will burst out sooner or later.

Now that Zhang Yong is blocking it, it will be okay if it explodes. Otherwise, when it explodes later, the consequences will be more serious.

"I'll get in touch."

"good."

Zeng Zhaoliu went to make arrangements.

Zhang Yong and Yu Dayue went to check on the warehouse director who had hanged himself.

With his professional level, of course he couldn't tell any clues.

"Commissioner, Officer Huang is here."

"please."

Zhang Yong nodded.

He has secretly arranged for someone to invite Huang Benkuan.

Huang Benkuan has been seconded by him and is considered half of the secret investigation team. He, Zhang Yong, is also the leader of the secret investigation team.

This secret investigation team was neither established nor abolished.

"Commissioner."

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's get to work."

"yes."

Huangben Broadband people started to get busy.

In addition to himself, he also brought seven people. They were all veteran policemen.

They were all marginalized in the police headquarters, and their daily lives were not satisfactory. But after being fished over by Zhang Yong, they immediately jumped over the dragon's door.

The treatment is good.

A basic salary of at least fifteen oceans per month.

If there are other rewards, there is no problem with thirty oceans per month.

The only prerequisite is to work hard.

Use their professional knowledge to make scientific judgments on the case.

The first thing to determine is whether it is suicide or homicide. If it is suicide, of course it doesn't matter.

However, if it was a homicide, it means the problem is serious.

Soon, Huang Benkuan came to a conclusion.

"Commissioner, the deceased was strangled to death and then hung on a rope."

"Sure?"

"I'm sure. The murderer was very strong. He almost broke his neck and ribs. He should be a burly man, or someone who does rough work."

"good."
To be continued...