Sitting in the cab of the foreign truck, Director Lin told Xylophone about the on-site investigation.

There are all kinds of indications that this theft was a rampant crime. The modus operandi is very similar to the successive thefts in the towns outside the mountains. It must have been the same group of people who did it. He said, "There is a mole in your village." If there is no house ghost, how can you attract such a knowledgeable thief. You also have to do some internal investigations, cooperate with the police station, and bring out this gang of thieves, so that we can sleep peacefully.

Muqin, Feng'er, and Yangxing all widened their eyes in surprise, and said, how could it be, the villagers are all honest, how could they do such a hurtful thing. It's because your police station can't solve the case, so you want to shirk responsibility.

Director Lin didn't argue, and replied lightly, believe it or not. When the time comes, dig out the thief and see what else to say. You don't weep when you don't see the coffin.

Talking all the way, guessing, the truck drove briskly to the front of the hotel in partnership with the bank.

The hotel has been renovated and has long since returned to its former liveliness.

After the bank and Sifang re-partnered, the hotel was reorganized inside and out. The Quartet threw all his savings into it, carefully painted all the mottled walls with lime water, hung white silk curtains, and repainted the tables, chairs, benches, doors and windows. Vanilla also ingeniously made some lanterns of different sizes out of bamboo strips and straw, covered them with red silk cloth, and pulled small light bulbs inside, and hung them in the entrance and a few private rooms, which made the whole hotel even more joyful.

At night, the bank once asked Vanilla behind his back, why didn't you make it so happy when we were in business. You have to wait for Brother Quartet to come before you come up with a clever job, what do you mean?

Vanilla replied coquettishly, what do you mean, don't you know. At that time, I was worried about the bad accounts, how could I have the heart to manipulate this. Now, Brother Quartet has copied all the accounts. When people have idle thoughts, what else can they mean?

said that the bank rose, and I couldn't help but nibble on the vanilla. If it weren't for Vanilla's father standing outside the house and shouting at the bank at this time, I'm afraid the two would have been nibbling together in no time.

Vanilla Daddy has also regained his former look. He still put his hands behind his back, like a public security patrol, wandering around the hotel all day long, acting as a caretaker. The only thing that has changed is that his temper is no longer as arrogant as before, so empty-eyed.

He took a cautious wait-and-see attitude towards the arrival of the Quartet. When the Quartet first came, it brought a large amount of money and quickly revitalized the store that had been out of breath and still had residual warmth. He was grateful to the Quartet, as if he were worshipping Guanyin Bodhisattva who saved the suffering. When he spoke, his tone and eyebrows and eyes were full of flattery. When he saw that the two of them in the bank had handed over all the accounts in the store to the four directions, the string in his mind that had just been relaxed suddenly tightened again. Secretly, he warned his daughter-in-law and son-in-law that he must keep an eye on it, these days, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and they must be guarded against everywhere and not suffer losses. Seeing that the two of them in the bank were unwilling to listen to their nagging, he was in a hurry and had no choice, and he really couldn't let go. He kept his ledger left and right, and started underground activities like a spy.

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