"Tell me about it." Prison Drawn.

"The money that Chen Chong sent to Shenbi Decoration Company came from a private account. This account is a corporate account for the resort. ”

"Resort?"

"Yes. You know this resort, it's the same resort where you soaked in the hot springs the day before yesterday. ”

"Meng Po soup?"

"That's right, it's Meng Po soup. Both the Muang Po Tang Resort and the forest were developed by the same company. This company is a joint-stock system, and it is invested by several rich second generations in Jiangcheng. The biggest boss is named Feng Sha, who is the heir of Longchang Real Estate. ”

"Isn't that going to turn back. So in other words, it was Feng Sha who asked the employees of his family group to transfer money to Fan You, so as to tempt Fan You to slander my father. ”

"Not necessarily. Feng Sha is not necessarily the mastermind. The money was indeed transferred from the corporate account, but in the same month's shareholders' dividends, one person's dividends were significantly less. It is likely that the money was deducted directly from that person's dividends. So, the person who paid for it was not Feng Sha, and this person. ”

"Who is this man?"

"You know. Jiangbei Eagle. ”

It's Jiangbei Eagle again! Prison Painting sneered: "Sure enough, this matter is inseparable from Jiangbei Ying. In the final analysis, Jiang Beiying still wanted to kill Jiang Sudao, and later he was afraid that the East Window incident would happen, so he tried to get my old man who didn't know the inside story into the bureau. ”

He should be afraid that he would be investigated, so he entrusted Feng Sha to do this. As a result, the person arranged by Feng Sha, that is, Chen Chong, was discovered by his uncle, so he became murderous. Because at that time, if the truth is known, he Feng Sha will also be involved. The green soul continued to analyze. Feng Sha is not a good type, Jiangbei Ying even killed his brother, and he is afraid of killing an ordinary person again? ”

Prison Painting nodded, she thought the same way.

"The Jiangbei Eagle you are talking about is the man who drove us when we came back from Meng Yushan, right?"

The prison painting nodded.

"I've seen him in the Colosseum before, and a lot of the old and powerful people in the arena are respectful when they see him. He must have something to do with the arena. As soon as Wu Qi mentioned the gladiatorial arena, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Your news is really timely, admire and admire!" The green soul gave the black horse a roll of the eyes.

"Fuck off!"

Ignoring the two of them, he pondered for a while and said: "My father said before that Chen Chong often went to the top floor of Longchang Real Estate to find a man with a clown tattoo on the back of his neck, could this man be Feng Sha?" Suppose this man is Feng Sha. After this incident was over, Chen Chong frequently went to Feng Sha and Fan You to ask for money, probably using this as a reason to blackmail these two. ”

"Insatiable." Qing Soul straightened his bow tie in front of the mirror, looking disdainful. Last month, Feng Sha used the resort's corporate account to call Chen Chong 200,000 yuan. Last month, Feng Sha gave Chen Chong another 50,000 yuan. The 50,000 yuan was directly used in his own account. ”

"Two hundred and fifty thousand? Is two hundred and fifty thousand enough for him to kill? ”

So he was not satisfied, and went to Feng Sha again and again, and then to Fan You. You must know that Fan You is inseparable from this matter. So Fan You also transferred hundreds of thousands of dollars to him successively. ”

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense: "Chen Chong killed someone for this matter, but he got an unequal reward. He probably felt that he had grabbed Feng Sha's handle and wanted to blackmail Feng Sha with it. And Feng Sha was not so good at talking, and 200,000 sent him away. So Chen Chong went to Fan You, wanting to squeeze some benefits from Fan You. And Fan You, because he was afraid, also gave Chen Chong money. ”

The prison painting summed it up and roughly came to a conclusion: Chen Chong was greedy and murderous, Feng Sha was old and indifferent, and Fan You was incompetent and timid. Each of the three involved was a key figure in the father's death. But if Chen Chong hesitated and couldn't do it, Feng Sha still had a little conscience, or Fan You had a little bit of blood, his father would not die innocently. Of course, these three people together are not as vicious as Jiangbei Ying's human-faced and beast-hearted guy. It was he who planned the whole thing, killed his excellent biological brother, and sent Yongyong down to Huangquan through Feng Sha's relationship and Chen Chong's hand. Judging from the fact that Chen Chong did not go to Jiangbei Ying, I am afraid that Chen Chong does not know the relationship between Jiangbei Ying and this matter. As for whether Feng Sha knew the reason why Jiangbei Eagle was going to be imprisoned, it was not known whether the prison painting was held.

"Qing Soul, you go to these people's offices in the middle of the night today to look for it and see if you can find relevant evidence." The prison painting commanded.

The green soul nodded in response. Now that he has a substance, he can switch between the invisible and the physical at will, and if he finds something, he can bring it back directly to the prison painting. It was dark at night, and even if there was a camera in the office, it couldn't capture anything. For him, this is the best cover.

"Foreman, I was afraid that the mall would close yesterday, so I only dragged that guy to buy clothes, and I didn't have time to taste the food in the world." Qing Soul pursed his mouth and looked at the prison painting with a very aggrieved look.

"I want it too!" Hearing this, Wu Qi immediately sat on the ground, sticking out his tongue, completely without the majesty of a wolf, no different from those pet dogs who asked their owners for dog food.

"I can't help it!" The prison painting sighed, very helpless about these two. One is a resentful soul who can indulge the soil, and the other is a vicious wolf who has opened his spiritual aperture, and now she has cultivated a cute artifact. She was a little worried about her future.

"I'm going to work now, and there are still some houses in the wealthy country that haven't been sold. It's pretty much all of that for today. When I'm done selling the house, I'll come back and take you out on the waves. Until then, be honest with me. Green Soul, you and I will fight quickly. Wu Qi is at home and looks after the house. There's food in the kitchen cupboard, so if you're hungry, go there and look for it. ”

"Foreman, weren't you afraid that those people in the underworld would scare people before, so they let them come at night?" Green Soul asked.

"I didn't know about my dad before. Now that I have the revenge of killing my father and mother, I don't have the strength to wait. When I find out the evidence, I will definitely give these people a good look! ”

Seeing the indignant appearance of the prison painting, Qing Soul hesitated for a moment and said, "Foreman, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

The prison drew a blank look at the green soul: "What kind of tone did you learn?" Speak up! ”

"Foreman, now that you have been reincarnated, you naturally don't remember the past, but I remember it clearly. In the past, you were overtaken and occupied, and your family was ruined, when did you not report to the official? Which time was there no evidence? But the result? Does anyone support you? ”

The prison painting was silent. Qing Soul continued: "Now is a society under the rule of law, that's right. However, this Jiangbei Eagle can make people unable to find out the problems on Jiangsu Road's car, which shows that he is prepared. This matter is not so simple, involving two giant consortia. Moreover, this Jiangbei Ying and Feng Sha also did illegal business such as the gladiatorial arena, which is very likely to involve human lives and more rich second generations. These people, as long as one person has an accident, everyone else will be nervous. If they are in a group, your opponent will be even stronger. Are you sure you can send these people to prison just by the evidence you have? ”

After the green soul finished speaking, there was a minute of silence in the room.

"It's that I'm thinking it's too simple." After taking a deep breath, he let out a long sigh. "However, the evidence still needs to be collected. Jiangbei Ying killed his own brother, and naturally someone asked him to settle this account. Jiang Beiying, Feng Sha, Chen Chong, and Fan You. They owe my parents, and I will collect them one by one, in my own way! ”

"Count me in! My people are being toyed with by these people, dead and wounded, and one day, I will get them back! Wu Xiao's eyes showed a fierce light, and he said viciously.

On this day, the prison painting received the last batch of customers of the Difu version of the rich country in the sales department. Because it was daytime, when I came to the sales department, those people from the underworld were all transformed, and their looks looked no different from ordinary people, but their faces were extremely pale. It's just one, but it's more than thirty. Where have the people in the sales department ever seen a house like this? At first, I was frightened by this battle, and then I felt very weird. Because the faces of these thirty or so people were all pale.

"This ...... You customers seem a little weird. Chen Peipei quietly asked about the painting.

Prison painting didn't have a good impression of Chen Peipei, just glanced at her and didn't say anything.

Chen Peipei is the same age as prison painting, and from the very beginning, she likes to compare herself with prison painting. Originally, she was better at everything than prison painting: she had relatives and friends to help her performance, her skin was better in appearance, and her family background seemed superior. Except that her education is not as good as painting, she is better than her in everything. Soon, however, the prison painting overthrew all of what she thought was her advantage. crushed everyone in terms of performance, her appearance has changed greatly and she has become a stunning beauty, and her family has a strong legendary background. This kind of prison painting is already an existence that she can only look up to, and she is no longer the Cinderella who used to be worse than her everywhere.

Chen Peipei already understands the gap between herself and prison painting. But because she was inferior to her in prison painting at the beginning, she always felt unconvinced. Especially now, seeing that the prison painting doesn't care about her at all, he is even more angry.

Seeing that the prison painting took these thirty people to see the house, Chen Peipei quietly mixed in. She wanted to see what the hell was going on with prison paintings.

The prison painting took a group of people to see the house, where did he care that he mixed in with others? She took the key and led everyone out of the sales department directly to the entrance.

"It's daytime, and you'll be seen somewhat. Do you have a friend who can help? Prison Painting asked. She heard Xue Yan say that in order to prevent being seen by mortals, every ghost will more or less master some methods to avoid people's eyes, formations, illusions, and even erase people's memories after the fact like in American blockbusters. It's not that I'm afraid of being seen by mortals, but if I am discovered by mortals once, the underworld will deduct a little salary from the person. She doesn't get a salary from the prefecture now, so it naturally doesn't matter. But all the people present were taking the money, and no one wanted to be blatant, and when they asked such a question, everyone elected a young man.

"I'll come, I'll form a formation." He said.

Prison Painting nodded. Chen Peipei hid in the crowd, naturally heard this conversation, and wondered in her heart: This prison painting is really a ghost! Look at a house, but also not be seen by others. This group of people is even more strange, one by two listened to the words of the prison painting, as if it was a matter of course, and there were even people who ran out and said that they knew how to form.

Formation? Isn't that something out of fiction? What are these people talking about? Is it not in the right mind?