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471. Three million hidden in a flower pot

"Who is it?" Zhao Xuehai imitated his father's tone and shouted with dignity. Then he opened the door and saw a group of people wearing different uniforms from the Urban Management Bureau. [ ]

"Excuse me, is this Zhao Cheng's home?"

"Yes, Zhao Chengcheng is my father. Who are you and what are you doing?"

"This is a search warrant!" The leader took out a certificate and waved his hand, and all the people behind him rushed into the room and started searching. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Zhao Xuehai's head was spinning. He had seen the scene before him, but what he had seen were people from the Urban Management Bureau snatching other people's things. When did this snatching actually reach his own home?

The home of the director of the Urban Management Bureau.

As a result, Zhao Xuehai's bastard spirit suddenly broke out and he shouted: "Stop it all!"

However, no one paid attention to him. The person who rummaged through the boxes was still rummaging through the boxes, and the person who was emptying the cupboards was still emptying the cupboards. Zhao Xuehai, who was completely ignored, angrily picked up a vase and wanted to smash it to the ground, but a man turned to him.

He said: "Don't break this vase. Maybe this vase is evidence or stolen goods. If it is broken, your father's crime will be even higher."

"Stolen goods? My father's crime?" Zhao Xuehai was completely confused. When he wanted to ask in detail, a man was in the garden behind, shouting excitedly: "Captain, there is something going on here!"

With this loud shout, everyone ran out of the garden, leaving only Zhao Xuehai, who had not yet reacted, and was stunned on the spot. Zhao Xuehai heard the crackling sounds coming from the garden, and he also went back.

Go.

As soon as I walked into the garden, I saw that the big flower pots were all smashed to pieces. People kept breaking the flower pots, and among the broken flower pots, pockets were exposed one after another.

, what was sealed in that pocket were stacks and stacks of red bills!

"Zhao Cheng really had the idea to hide the stolen money in a flower pot. If I hadn't accidentally tripped a flower pot and fell to the ground, I really wouldn't have discovered the stolen money!" one person said happily.

"I didn't expect that just the director of the urban management bureau of a district could embezzle a huge sum of three million. This Zhao Cheng can be regarded as a huge corrupt man. If he were to be the district chief, he would not be greedy.

It’s weird if it’s tens of millions!”

"This time, even if Zhao Cheng can't take the bullet, he will have to spend the rest of his life in prison!"

Their discussion partners heard the sound of broken flower pots, and one sentence after another reached Zhao Xuehai's ears so clearly that Zhao Xuehai's head immediately became confused...


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