Zheng Wanjiang came to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China's savings office on Chengnei Street, because it had just started business in the morning, and the business of the savings bank was particularly busy, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going. He found the director of the savings office, her name is Yu Guirong, 40 years old this year, not tall but very strong, Zheng Wanjiang took out a work permit, a letter of introduction, and briefly explained the intention, Yu Guirong saw that the documents were complete, in line with the relevant regulations of the bank, she asked Zheng Wanjiang to wait for a while, got up and walked into the business hall, after a while, Director Yu led in a girl, introduced: "This is Xiao Gao, the person in charge of our business office, you can ask her if there is any situation, she can help you." ”

"Here's how it happened." Zheng Wanjiang told her the intention again.

"You can follow me into the business hall and check it out." Xiao Gao said.

Zheng Wanjiang followed Xiao Gao to the business hall and opened He Jinqiang's current deposit account. "You see, he had a deposit of 108038 yuan. On July 18, 108,000 yuan was withdrawn, and the withdrawal time was 1:40 p.m., and the balance was 38 yuan. Because his passbook does not have a password, which is different from the regulations on early withdrawal of fixed deposits, which require the ID card of the person and the person who withdraws the account for early withdrawal, and the ID card is only required for the account opening of the current deposit, and the ID card can be required when making the payment. Kotaka explained.

"Then who of you knows who withdrew He Jinqiang's deposit? What kind of person is he? Zheng Wanjiang asked.

"I remember, the payer is a woman." At this time, another female saleswoman spoke, Zheng Wanjiang's mind was shocked, she told Zheng Wanjiang that He Jinqiang she knew, it was noon when the customer paid that day, she was on duty, and she also asked her about the relationship with He Jinqiang when she paid the payment, she said that it was He Jinqiang's girlfriend, because the customer did not report the loss, so she did not pay attention.

"What kind of woman is it?" asked Zheng Wanjiang.

"Tall, with shawl hair, pretty looking, and an out-of-town accent." The saleswoman replied: "However, all payers fill in the withdrawal voucher by themselves, and the voucher has the payer's signature on it." In addition, we have surveillance footage that records everyone's deposits and withdrawals, so we can look at them and find out who is withdrawing them. ”

The female saleswoman found out the voucher of the day and showed it to Zheng Wanjiang, he was secretly surprised that the signatory of the payment on it was Li Qiulan, and he immediately took out Li Qiulan's photo for the female saleswoman to identify. The saleswoman looked at it for a while and shook her head.

The payer was not Li Qiulan, the female saleswoman checked the surveillance video and found the person who withdrew He Jinqiang's deposit, and the video showed that the person who withdrew the deposit was indeed a woman, with bright clothes, long hair, and a tight top. You can clearly hear her conversation with the salesperson, she has a foreign accent, and she claims to be He Jinqiang's girlfriend. Zheng Wanjiang immediately used his mobile phone to notify the technical department of the Public Security Bureau, and immediately went to the savings office on the main street in the city to carry out technical processing, and told them to immediately copy the photos and send them to the public security organs in the county to find out her whereabouts.

Zheng Wanjiang asked about other information, made detailed records, and asked Yu Guirong to make a copy of the voucher of that day and take the original back to the public security bureau for technical appraisal.

Coming out of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China's inner-street savings office, Zheng Wanjiang drove to He Jiaqi's house, which was a hard bone, and it was not easy for him to speak. Along the way, he drove very slowly, carefully pondering He Jiaqi's psychology, the last time he went to He's house, he and Sun Yaozhang were inexplicably driven out by He Jiaqi, from his expression, he seemed to know something, he had some concerns in his heart, maybe he was threatened by someone, he didn't dare to say it directly, maybe there was any other reason, the old man's mind couldn't turn around for a while, what should I do?

He Jiaqi is a person who eats soft rather than hard, and should grasp this weakness. Should be done like this, Zheng Wanjiang drew up a more detailed plan in his mind. If it really doesn't work, I should do it, and when I think of this, I step on the accelerator and the car goes fast. The wind outside the window was blowing on his face, and he felt his brain very clear, and he took a deep breath, a smile on the corner of his mouth.