However, taking jade is really the biggest concession in Jiang Ling's career as a profiteer. If the Garden was not too big, Jiang Ling would still be a drop in the bucket after filling in his small treasury. If he didn't use dividends, he might have to let the Garden continue to be awkward and semi-repaired state, Jiang Ling would not have made such a big concession to his bottom line.

Daiyu is a spiritual dog. He soon realized that Jiang Ling had some intentions about him. After that, no matter how Jiang Ling coaxed him, Daiyu refused to press his dog paw print on the consent form provided by Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling held the money bag hatefully and brought a large plate of boiled meat bones for Biaoyu. This was what made Biaoyu loosen his claws and satisfy Jiang Ling's intentions.

After successfully signing the dividend consent form, Jiang Ling took out a number without blinking, as if he had already counted it many times. Then he took out another number casually, shook it in front of Du He's eyes, and quickly put it into his pocket.

"This is my house, just such a blatant gun dividend?" Du He blinked.

Jiang Ling pointed to the broken flower pots and branches around him, and said righteously: "Just because it is your house, I paid for these things in advance and broke them for the fat dog. So one of the money is to compensate me for my expenses and the other is to compensate me for my mood. Do you understand?"

Du He took a breath, "How many oceans can I use to buy flower pots?"

"Oh, and the next expenses to be collected are just as you have paid in advance. You are a young man, don't have so much money in your hand. You don't know where you have spent it. My sister saves you a betrothal gift and will not panic when you get married. You really don't know the kindness of a good person."

Jiang Ling hummed and made excuses, while covering his wallet tightly, and looked around while talking.

Du He had no money in Liankui's class, and he didn't have to take the money, but he couldn't stand Jiang Ling's appearance in the eyes of money, so he stood up with a sneer.

"I have my own betrothal gift when I marry my wife. Your sister, Yunying, has not married yet. Who knows if it is the betrothal money or the dowry money I saved? Come back!"

"Impossible! There is still soup in the pot, and my aunt has to feed you two. I'm leaving! It's so hard and annoying." Jiang Ling glanced back, jumped out of the pavilion quickly, and walked away in a hurry.

Du He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Ling trotting in the direction that was completely opposite to the kitchen. He shook his head and smiled, touched his fluffy head with jade, and whispered: "It seems that this money is thrown into the water. Living people cannot let the money suffocate to death. Look, why don't we brothers get rid of the bones? I don't dislike you either."

Daiyu lowered her head and looked at the flesh and bones on the plate, and finally licked it together with her tongue.

Du He: "...Whoever raises a livestock like someone, the ancients will never deceive me."

Daiyu slid proudly in front of the plate and started eating meat and bones. Du He had to go to the legendary soup in the kitchen.

However, there is no soup.

There was only one piece of green onion left in the pot, and there were a few drops of suspicious soup next to the pot. Du He didn't have to think about who had secretly drank the soup.

After hesitating for a while, Du He sighed to the sky and went to the police station to find Luo Haosheng for a working meal.

Fortunately, Luo Haosheng's face was not as good as Du Hehou, nor was Lin Ting's slander. Du He said he was here to have a meal, so he ordered the people below to cook two dishes and one soup. The two brothers squeezed to a small coffee table and ate it, which was considered to be a relief to Du He's encirclement.

"There is news on the side of the Tingzhi. In San Francisco, the letter he asked someone to send back should have improved a little."

Halfway through the meal, Luo Haosheng suddenly remembered something and started to tell Du He.

Du He was also quite pleased. He quickly picked up chopsticks for himself and then opened his mouth. "I disappeared for a few months for no reason. If the gentleman was not his godfather, Lin Tingzhi would have opened a fragrant hall when he had a hundred mouths. I really don't know which framed him, it was too cruel."

"There are only those masters of Xiangtang and his brothers. I told me that none of them are innocent. It would be better to deal with them all. He is a nine thousand years old."

Luo Haosheng spit out a chicken bone, applied oil to the mouth, and started talking nonsense with Du He.

Du He rolled his eyes, "If you can really do what you say, you won't be so miserable that Xia Jiang would bully him."

Luo Haosheng laughed and nodded in a bachelor's head, "I still can't do it, I have to make a point of being a human being. Although Xia Jiang is not a son, he is still within my tolerance."

Du He thought for a moment, lowered his voice and asked curiously: "Have Xia Jiang's death been found out?"

Luo Haosheng raised his eyebrows and nodded.

Du He acted as if he listened carefully.

Luo Haosheng became solemn, "Nothing can be told."

Du He began to take a deep breath of luck.

"Haha, just kidding, Ah He, there is nothing to tell about this case, but I really can't hide it from you. After all, this case has a close connection with you." Luo Haosheng saw Du He making a threat, quickly waved his hand before he calmed down.

Xia Jiang was the previous director of the Nancheng Police Department, and Luo Haosheng was the acting director. There was a time when Luo Haosheng was forced by Xia Jiang to get rid of several workers in the Rilke factory to cause trouble. Luo Haosheng resigned because of this, but not long after, Xia Jiang died in his office and was hanged because the Ghost Hand Liuzi dug through the underground warehouse of the Nancheng Police Department while digging tunnels.

And in that underground warehouse was the gold bars stolen by Rilke.

The words "Preventing" and "Death" are like maggots in the bones, nailing Xia Jiang to the pillar of shame, and Luo Haosheng's resignation has quietly become an unprecedented event.

With the support of Commander He, Luo Haosheng quickly settled in the position of the director, and finding out the threads behind these complex cases became Luo Haosheng's top priority.

After pondering for a while, Luo Haosheng said slowly, "The cause of death is indeed suffocation, but the rope wrapped around his neck twice and even buckled it."

"Which dog's suicide has the intention to tether the thief? Most suicide failures are because they can't tether. Although Xia Jiang is the director of the police station, he has never been able to do anything like this kind of case, and he can't be good at knots."

Du He said with a frown.

Luo Haosheng nodded, lit a cigarette, and suddenly smiled, "But there are clues now, and this is thanks to Qi Qian. As soon as he came, the case had a different direction. After many days of investigation, a lot of evidence was collected, and almost waiting for something to be finalized."

"Waiting for something?" Du He asked curiously.
Chapter completed!