"Master Lu, if you need to calculate these accounts clearly, I have more than a dozen scribes under my sect who can help." Song Qingfeng said.
Lu Yu shook his head: "No need!"
After speaking, he waved his big hand, and his consciousness instantly penetrated all the documents.
There were not ten thousand but eight thousand of these documents, but Lu Yu relied on the power of his soul to take in all the contents above just by looking at them.
Countless pieces of information were poured into Lu Yu's mind, summarized and organized, and Lu Yu quickly identified the problem.
These pensions were originally allocated to the local Baihu Office, which was then transferred to the families of loyal martyrs.
However, this money was recorded as travel expenses and other expenses in the accounts, and all of them were used for other purposes!
The people who do the accounting are very cautious. In order to avoid being suspected, these travel expenses are often only in the amount of 100,000 or 80,000 yuan. And in terms of quantity, there are a lot of travel expenses almost every month.
This is just a small 100-household office. On weekdays, it is responsible for the daily affairs of at most 100 households. How could there be travel expenses?
Lu Yu casually took out the documents in question and threw them in front of Zhang Biao.
"Why, do you need me to ask any more questions?" Lu Yu said coldly.
When Zhang Biao saw those documents, his face changed again and again, and finally he laughed loudly and his expression became fierce: "Master Lu, you do have some abilities, but so what! Just kill me, don't I?"
I’ll tell you!”
Now that the evidence was irrefutable, Zhang Biao simply gave up his struggle.
He is just a chess piece. No matter whether he tells it or not, he will inevitably die in the end. But if this secret is hidden, the existence behind him will help him take care of his family.
"How dare you!" Song Qingfeng was furious.
He did not expect that there would be such a despicable person in the Tianchong Pass that he governed.
This touched Zhonglie's pension. Song Qingfeng originally thought that Lu Yu had made a mistake, but he didn't expect that the matter was really true, and the severity was far beyond his expectation.
Zhang Biao glanced at Song Qingfeng mockingly and sneered: "Mr. Song, how long have you been stationed at Tianchong Pass with Wen Xinghou? You don't understand the rules of Tianchong Pass at all. Although I am a hateful person, but everyone
It’s all like this. If you don’t do it, others will do it. Unfortunately, you high-level people won’t understand this.”
Zhang Biao spoke with dignity and no sense of guilt at all.
Song Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said: "Come here, send him to the torture chamber and interrogate him severely!"
"yes!"
The surrounding black-armored soldiers received the order and immediately walked up to Zhang Biao and stood him up.
"Wait!" Lu Yu suddenly raised his hand to stop him, walked up to Zhang Biao, and looked directly at him.
Zhang Biao himself was considered an Inscription Realm monk. When he saw Lu Yu's gaze, he suddenly felt a cold feeling in his heart, as if he was falling into an abyss. He only felt that all the strength in his body seemed to have disappeared, and he felt dizzy for a moment.
, an endless sense of fear arose in my heart.
Suddenly, Zhang Biao found that a purple flame flashed in Lu Yu's eyes.
Before he could react, Zhang Biao suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain all over his body!
It was as if he had been burned by fire. This burning sensation swept through his whole body. Zhang Biao couldn't help but scream in pain. He lay on the ground and began to roll back and forth.
A wisp of black smoke began to emerge from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and along with Zhang Biao's heart-rending screams, the hearts of those who listened could not help but tremble.