Out of the restaurant, facing the cold wind blowing in his face, Wang Zhong lit a cigarette, weighed the heavy bunch of keys in his hand, and let out a long puff of smoke, as if to release all the pressure in his heart.

This pressure comes from Ma Wencai.

Vice Mayor Ma is still living in the hospital, although he was hit by a bullet in his arm, which hurt his muscles and bones, but he was injured once, but in exchange for a good career.

During the dinner in the past two days, Wang Zhong learned from Qin Yun that when he came out of the hospital, Vice Mayor Ma might have to move up.

In the assassination incident, it was he who first discovered the killer, and in a hurry, he threw the leader of the inspection team under the table, but he himself was hit by a bullet.

Wang Zhong had to admire him, he could have been smooth sailing in Zhongyuan City for decades, Ma Wencai was really not an ordinary person, and this kind of bitter trick could be made.

He is not afraid that if he is hit by a bullet in the head, he will die?

But, no matter what, Marven was right this time.

Tightly squeezing the key in his hand, Wang Zhong stopped a taxi and went straight to the political axe community.

Wang Zhong decided to strike first.

Ma Wencai is still living in the hospital, and he has no time to deal with himself for the time being, but when he is discharged from the hospital, he will definitely not let himself go. It's better to take the initiative and find his life first.

It is said that officials like to write memoirs?

Of course, Wang Zhong didn't dare to guarantee that Marven would hide the secret at home, but he had to give it a try, right?

If you really can't find it, the worst thing is the face of Hua Shaoshuai who can swipe the card.

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Half an hour later, Wang Zhong got out of the car, paid, and quietly observed the patrol track of the two security guards at the entrance of the community, found the vacancy, climbed over the fence like a light courtesy, and tiptoed into the community.

With his current skills, if he really wants to be a thief, it is definitely more than enough.

Wang Zhong has long found out that Ma Wencai lives in this old-fashioned unit building that has existed for at least 20 years, on the first floor, room 103, which is his home on the surface, and his wife and children live here.

No matter how much money is secretly rolled, at least the things that are placed in the sun, what he does are not leaky, so that people can't catch the slightest horse's feet.

Putting on the gloves that had been prepared long ago, carefully controlling the sound, taking the key to open the security door, Wang Zhong didn't even dare to alarm the voice-activated light, took out his mobile phone, and with the faint light on the screen, he accurately found the room and quickly entered.

It was just after seven o'clock, and the midsummer sun had not yet completely set, and the afterglow shone through the window into the room, casting a hazy hue over everything in front of him.

In addition, the house in Jinyu is decorated with high-end atmosphere, Wang Zhong admired, and then carefully checked it, and found no monitoring facilities in the room, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although most people will not be perverted enough to install surveillance at home, who knows if Marven will not be out of the mainstream once?

At this time, Wang Zhong did not allow himself to make the slightest mistake.

It's like the song "Long Time No See" that was released in the Western restaurant just now, which was carefully selected by him with the help of Su Yanan, which secretly fits the atmosphere.

You must know that before this, Wang Zhong, who rarely listened to songs, didn't even know who Eason Chan was.

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The living room, study, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, roughly walked around, Wang Zhong walked straight towards the study.

However, with a twist on the doorknob, he froze.

This room is actually locked.

His brows furrowed slightly for a moment, and Wang Zhong's eyes lit up.

How can you lock the door without a secret study?

I took a bunch of keys in my hand and tried them one by one, but as expected, none of them could be inserted.

It seems that the relationship between Ma Wencai and his wife is really not harmonious, Liu Wenhui doesn't have the key to his study, probably the leaders are like this, right?

finally came in once, and returning empty-handed was not the result Wang Zhong wanted.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Zhong went out. Wrap a layer of clothing around your fist, make a few strokes at a distance of about 10 centimeters from the door panel, and then take a deep breath.

Click!

A dull sound, not high in decibels.

The thick wooden door cracked like this.

Rubbing his somewhat reddened fist and flicking his wrist a few times, Wang Zhong listened sideways, carefully checking whether the sound had alarmed the next-door neighbor.

The punch he just threw was an inch.

When practicing foreign martial arts, the old man explained in detail various traditional martial arts, and Wing Chun was among them. In fact, this method of Wing Chun is not a secret, the key lies in the process of accumulating power, and the process of sudden explosion of power.

With Wang Zhong's current physical fitness and fist strength, he can easily be as immobile as a mountain and as moving as lightning.

The power of this punch just now, without any waste, poured into the inside of the wooden door, so it cracked.

I didn't dare to hit the second hammer, so I went to the kitchen to find a fruit knife, and relied on brute force, and it took nearly five minutes for Wang Zhong to pick out the door lock.

This study room is not big, just enter the door, what catches your eye is two bookshelves more than one person high, the bookshelf on the left is a variety of leadership quotations red classics, the right bookshelf is placed on the popular bestsellers on the market, and there are various group photos.

After glancing at it, Wang Zhong withdrew his gaze. He was like a lion patrolling his territory, searching the room for clues.

The neat desk, the computer desk next to the desk, the two basins of dripping Guanyin in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and an imitation handicraft vase in the corner......

After turning his gaze several times, Wang Zhong really couldn't see that there was anything in this room where he could hide things.

There is no imaginary safe, and there is no messy secret door mechanism, which makes Wang Zhong a little suspicious.

Could it be that you are looking for a mistake?

If there really isn't anything, would Marven lock the study door?

I didn't give up and carefully examined the two bookcases, opened almost every book and examined it, but still found nothing.

Wang Zhong's interest was completely aroused.

It's like playing a very interesting treasure hunt, Wang Zhong can be sure that there is definitely a part of Ma Wencai's secret hidden in this room, but he has not found it yet.

Ceiling?

Floor?

Wall mezzanine?

Searching in these places several times, but still found nothing, turned his head, and saw the imitation blue and white jar in the corner of the wall, Wang Zhong suddenly crossed a bright light in his mind.

Even if he didn't know anything about antiques, he knew that if such a big guy was placed on the auction market, the starting price would be at least eight figures.

And the imitation is only a few thousand dollars if it dies.

In Ma Wencai's study, there are no antique cultural relics, but there is just such a blue and white jar of modern textiles, in Di Renjie's words: there must be something strange in it.

Could it be here?

Walking over slowly, Wang Zhong lowered his head and used his eyesight, but he couldn't see anything, it was dark inside. This kind of porcelain with a thin neck and a big belly, even if you hold a flashlight, you can't see it clearly.

Wang Zhong tried to move it again, and he was dead and heavy, and he had to look like a hundred pounds.

At this time, Wang Zhong can be sure that it is it!

With Ma Wencai's identity and status, it is a very embarrassing thing to put such a big thing at home.

A more plausible explanation is that he used it as a large piggy bank. Its weight also proves this, pure porcelain, will never be so heavy.

With his arms accumulated, Wang Zhong picked it up and shook it a few times, but he didn't hear any sound.

With a little curiosity, not feeling distressed about things that are not his own, Wang Zhong hammered up with a fist again.

Soon, the blue and white porcelain turned into ice cracks, and carefully dismantled it, seeing a lot of things inside, Rao couldn't help but be stunned with Wang Zhong's eyes.

Tyrants!

This is the real local tyrant!

The contents of the entire blue and white jar were divided into two parts, and the upper layer was a stack of real estate books, and Wang Zhong counted it, a total of thirty-eight.

Yanjing, Modu, Qionghai...... It is a place where every inch of land is valuable, and ordinary hanging silk can't settle down for a lifetime.

"Damn it!" Wang Zhong scolded hatefully, and roughly estimated that just this stack of real estate certificates was worth almost nine figures!

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

At the bottom of the blue and white jar, there is a lot of cotton, and what is hidden in the cotton pile is gold bars.

The standard gold bars printed with the code, one kilogram, roughly counted, a total of thirty-two, and the golden light made Wang Zhong's eyes straighten.

Shock!

Unbeatable shock!

Wang Zhong didn't know what to say.

I couldn't have imagined that Marven would have looted such a big fortune!

After carefully checking it several times, Wang Zhong found a key in a pile of cotton wool.

It appears to be the key to the safe, with a string of English codes on it.

After taking it and studying it for a while, Wang Zhong couldn't think of what it was.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he found a backpack, and Wang Zhong packed everything up and wrapped it tightly behind him.

When he was about to leave the door, he opened the door of the study that had been destroyed, then went to the kitchen, screwed the valve of the liquefier stove to the maximum, and lit a plate of mosquito coils......

From the perspective of the professionalism of a science student, it is estimated that after 30 minutes, the concentration of gas in the room will reach its maximum, and it will catch fire and explode.

All the traces left by themselves will be covered up in the fire.

……

Along the way, Wang Zhong's heart was pounding.

With something worth hundreds of millions, the little sling mentality in the depths of Wang Zhong's bones inevitably attacked.

If you really want to sneak into the hospital and kill Marven Cai secretly, these things are all your own.

It is no wonder that those emperors in ancient times liked to raid their homes and exterminate their clans, and this feeling of taking the fruits of other people's hard work for most of their lives as their own is really the most wonderful.

At 21:23 p.m., it was completely dark.

Not far from the political axe community, under a dim street lamp, Wang Zhong stopped, lit a cigarette leisurely, took several puffs, took out his mobile phone, and called up Jiang Song's number.

However, after hesitating for a long time, he still did not dial it out.

Wang Zhong has never experienced the betrayal of being stabbed in the back, because he has never been used to leaving his back to anyone.

Although Wang Zhong knows very well in his heart that with Jiang Song's identity and status, the possible surnames of Ma Wencai are very small, but this does not mean that there is no such possible surname.

At 22:05, in the distance, a fire broke out.

Fifteen minutes later, a terrible firetruck siren sounded.

Carrying a heavy schoolbag and a few vertical jumps, Wang Zhong disappeared into the vast night.

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