Is it really all a coincidence? The old detective and Converse kept asking themselves in their hearts. Especially Xing Lie's annoyed appearance, as well as the frustration in his eyes, made them suspect that their judgment was wrong.

The old detective took a deep breath: "How do you know that those two people have guns on them?"

Xing Lie said: "At that time, there were only two of them on the first floor of the entire teahouse, so I took a curious look. It looked like something had fallen on the ground, and the guy bent down to pick it up, and I saw something pinned to my waist, but I didn't care. After Liu Zhi was killed, I suddenly remembered that those two guys were coming, and the other ones on their waists were probably guns. So when I got out of the box, I shouted. ”

The old detective said, "Why don't you just report it to the police officer, but shout?"

Xing Lie rolled his eyes: "Because I couldn't be sure that what they hid on their waists was the gun, so I shouted, but I didn't expect them to really have guns in their hands." ”

The old detective didn't ask anymore, and Converse knocked on the table: "Last question, the door of the fire escape is locked, how did you open it?"

Xing Lie blinked and said in surprise: "That door is not locked, I decided to be there because the fire door is next to the street." The lock was hung there at the time, and there was no lock. ”

The old detective nodded, in fact, they often go to that door, it is estimated that someone went out there, and forgot to lock it when he came back.

At this time, Qin Xin came back, said something in Converse's ear, his face became gloomy, anger flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Xing Lie, the expression on his face returned to normal, and he took a bank card in Qin Xin's hand.

"You know this card!"

Xing Lie stretched his neck and looked at it: "The card number on it is so familiar, it should be mine." ”

Converse shook the card in his hand: "Since it's your card, you should have a number of how much money is in it." ”

Xing Lie scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "I really didn't count in my heart." ”

Qin Xin snorted coldly: "Don't you know how much money you have?"

Xing Lie rolled his eyes: "You go and ask Ma's father how much money is in his bank card, how much is in Li Ka-shing's bank card, and then ask how much ...... Jobs has."

"Bang!" Qin Xin slapped on the table, "Answer my question, don't mess with me." ”

Xing Lie said helplessly: "I'm just answering your question." ”

Qin Xin glared and shouted, "Are you answering my question?"

"That's right!" Xing Lie nodded seriously, "I'm just telling you that a businessman, especially a successful businessman, no matter how idle he is, he won't take a bank card and count how many zeros his deposit has." ”

Not only Qin Xin, but also Converse and the old detective were stunned.

Converse said, "So, you're still a successful entrepreneur?"

"Success doesn't count. Xing Lie said, "It's just to do a small business, which is taken care of by professional managers, after all, my current profession is still a student." As for how much money is in this card, I really don't know the specific amount, but it is all the shareholder dividends in recent years, about two or three hundred million. ”

Converse looked at the bank card in his hand and laughed somehow: "I'm really surprised that you are so rich and so low-key." ”

Xing Lie said: "Who said that if you have money, you have to show off? We all understand how big the power of money is, so I won't release it easily, which is also the reason why I am low-key." ”

(End of chapter)