"Don't be ashamed, it's like you've never seen money!" I glared at the fat man angrily. Actually, my heart is also beating fast, mom, a million, who is not tempted.

"Well, I'll listen to you!" The fat man's sudden change of attitude made me very stunned, and I looked at the fat man suspiciously.

The fat man turned off the camera of his mobile phone, put the mobile phone properly in his pocket, turned around, turned his back to Jin Zhao, and smiled with a smile: "You must have negotiated the price with Jin Yang, definitely more than one million, I understand!" ”

I can't laugh or cry, whatever you think.

Jin Zhao hurriedly said: "One million per person, I'm talking about one million per person." ”

Grass! Isn't this forcing me and the fat man's conscience/knowledge to the end of the road? One million per person is enough for us to live a decent life in Star City, and what I mean by decent life is the kind of life where we drink a little wine every day, sing some songs, and go to a big health care every three or five times.

I can't let this guy talk anymore, I can't make the price he offers will make me even more dilemma, on the one hand, brothers and friends, on the other hand, there is a worry-free life, there is a saying, it's not that you don't betray, but that the bargaining chips for betrayal are not enough. According to the Jin family's wealth, it is not unusual for Jin Zhao to have a thousand children and eight million in hand, in order not to let himself be imprisoned, it can even be said that in order to save his life, it is absolutely possible for him to lose a few million.

I/coughed dryly: "Jin Dashao, it's boring to say this, I have just sent your photo to Captain Ling on WeChat, Captain Ling, you know, I won't say anything superfluous." ”

When I say this, I actually cut off his hope. Who is Ling Feng, the legendary red nobleman, if you give him all the money of Jin Zhao, he may not necessarily look at it, unless you can give him all the assets of the Jin family, but is that possible?

There was a look of despair in Jin Zhao's eyes, and the small box in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

I made a look at the fat man and made a phone call, and the fat man made a phone call with Ling Feng knowingly, while I stared at Jin Zhao to prevent him from taking risks and hurting people.

In about ten minutes, Ling Feng came in with three policemen like a wind.

It was not only Ling Feng who came, but also the people of the criminal police team, Ling Feng only came to receive credit, and it was the criminal police who really did the work. Ding Fatzi and I entered the police station again, which is also funny, both times before and after were for Jin Zhao, and both times were to prove his guilt, but the first time was an unjust case, and the second time was not an unjust case. Because, when he arrived at the police station, Jin Zhao confessed everything he had done.

To put it bluntly, Jin Zhao used the projector to pretend to be a ghost in Mr. Jin's room, and then, while Jin Yang was asleep, he used his mobile phone to send a ghost MMS message to Mr. Jin, causing Mr. Jin to be frightened and killed.

The people of the criminal police team are very happy to close the case, and the case solving rate has increased; Ling Feng is also very happy, and he has made another political achievement; As for me, I guess I have a little bit of happiness, at least Jin Yang was acquitted.

The day I went to pick up Jin Yang, I told him all about it, and when I sent him home, Jin Zhenzhong looked at me with a strange face, I understood his feelings, yes, I rescued his youngest son, but at the same time, I sent his eldest son in, is he grateful to me or hates me? I'm afraid no one can say how it feels.

I don't know what it feels like in my own heart, that night, I called Ling Feng and the fat man to drink at the barbecue stall.

After each person drank two bottles of beer, Ling Feng said to me with a little drunkenness, "Due south! Are you feeling aggrieved? ”

"Aggrieved? Why do you say that? "I was chewing barbecue squid in my mouth, looking at Ling Feng very puzzled, although I felt a little weird, but it was definitely not a feeling of aggrieved.

"Let me tell you, Jin Zhao's case is definitely not that simple, it's just that everyone doesn't crack it!" Ling Feng took chopsticks and flicked the garlic on top of the roasted eggplant, put together a large pile, put a chopstick into his mouth, chewed a few bites, and then poured a sip of beer, and then sighed with satisfaction.

"According to you, there is still an inside story?" I looked at Ling Feng puzzled. Ding Fatzi also stopped gnawing on chicken wings and looked at Ling Feng in confusion.

"Don't say too much, let's just talk about two points, the first one, motivation. Jeongnam, tell me, what is Kim Zhao's motive? Ling Feng said with a smile.

"Motivation? Does this conflict of interest still need motivation? After killing Old Man Jin, the huge family property will begin to be redistributed. And after blaming Jin Yang, he can not only share more, but also lay the foundation for the only heir to the property in the future. I was stunned and said, I am embarrassed to analyze such a simple truth.

"Haha, it makes sense, it makes sense, but have you thought about it, the first heir of the inheritance law is the parents, the spouse/couple, the children, the parents and the spouse/couple of the old man Jin don't think about it, if there is no will, it is Jin Zhenzhong and Jin Xinghua who get the most benefits. When Mr. Jin had an accident, his lawyer did not publish any will. Ling Feng said casually.

"What do you mean?" Ding Fatzi and I both asked in surprise.

"There are no outsiders here, I can tell you this, if Mr. Jin has 100 yuan and he makes a will, Jin Xinghua will get a maximum of 10 yuan! But if Old Man Jin dies violently, Jin Xinghua can get at least 40 yuan! It's even possible to get 50 pieces! ”

Ling Feng's analogy was so simple, I smiled and nodded with Fat Ding.

"In other words, if Jin Zhenzhong can get 90 yuan, then even if he and Jin Yang divide it evenly in the future, everyone can get 45 yuan, and now after Jin Xinghua divides 50 yuan, he and Jin Yang can only get 25 yuan each, you should understand this account, right?" Ling Feng took a sip of wine and sighed, "Jin Zhao is not a pig, how can he not count this kind of account?" ”

I'm confused with the fat man, mom, knowledge, this is all knowledge.

"Then after he gets rid of Jinyang, he can still get 50 yuan!" The fat man argued forcefully.

"After deducting the inheritance tax, it's almost! Why would he take any risk for this? Ling Feng said disapprerovingly: "This is the first point, the motive!" ”

"Well, well, what's the second point?" I just took a sip of the beer in my hand.

"The second point, you should also be aware of it, the red-clothed ghost in Jinyang's room can't be explained. There is also the turtle on Jinyang's WeChat, reminding Jinyang not to wear a turtle in red clothes. Who is this person? Ling Feng said.

"Yes!" I slapped my big/leg: "I always feel like something is wrong!" There is no need for Jin Zhao to make ghosts in Jin Yang's room, and besides, I have double-checked with the fat man, but there is no projector or anything like that in Jin Yang's room. ”

Ling Feng smiled: "Everyone has their own habits, such as the posture of holding chopsticks when eating, such as the habit of using mobile phones......"

The fat man rushed and said: "Yes, yes, some people are used to masturbating with their right hand, and some people are used to masturbating with their left hand!" ”

Ling Feng scolded with a smile: "you, what are your habits?" No kidding, I just talked about the problem of habits, if Jin Zhao uses a projector to make ghosts in Jin Manyuan's room, then he won't do other tricks in Jin Yang's room, well, not absolutely, but, ninety percent of this is the case, this is what criminal psychology says. ”

Such a magical psychology, I must go to see it another day, I glanced at the fat man and nodded tacitly.

"In other words, the ghost trick in Jinyang's room is definitely another person's trick, and this person's trick is more hidden, at least, you two didn't find out." After Ling Feng said this, he turned around and beckoned to the boss: "Another beer." ”

I couldn't help but shudder, what the hell is going on with the ghost on the second floor? At first, we found a red shadow in Jinyang's room, and then immediately discovered Jin Zhao's abnormality, which did not have any buffer time, so we subconsciously believed that the ghost in Jinyang's room was done by Jin Zhao.

It wasn't until now, after Ling Feng's reminder, that I realized that this was indeed strange. Also, when Wu Lingcheng killed Shi Zhiyang, Jin Zhao found the red shadow in the bathroom, and he was extremely shocked at the time, it seemed that he didn't know anything about the ghost on the second floor.

In the final analysis, in a word, the ghost on the second floor was not the work of Jin Zhao.

Ling Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw me drinking and thinking hard, "Zhengnan, this case has been closed, and I can be sure that these messy things will not happen again in the Jin family." ”

"Why?" The fat man interjected curiously.

"Everything is driven by interests, and now that the dust has landed, everyone takes what they need, how can there be waves again?" Ling Feng said lightly, but I connected what he said back and forth, and I found that his spearhead was directly aimed at Jin Xinghua.

I smiled bitterly, how could the interests and hatred of the family be something that I and other dicks could understand.

Alas, whether it's Jin Zhao or Jin Xinghua, what does it have to do with me? I got my friend Jin Yang out of prison, and my mission was over, and they loved it.

I thought that this matter would come to an end for the time being, but I didn't expect that I received a call from Jin Yang the next morning.

"Due south, the peach is gone!" Jin Yang seemed a little panicked over there.

What a mess, what peaches, apples, bananas are missing, it's my business! I muttered sleepily, "Jin Yang, what do you mean?" ”

"Peach, my maid Peach, is gone, gone!" Jin Yang said urgently.

I shook my head, lifted the covers and sat up, a chill rushing over me. I like to turn on the air conditioner very low and sleep under a thick quilt, and Ding Fat Man said that I was insecure.

"Jin Yang, it's true that I'm your brother, and it's not wrong that I have a good relationship with you, but your maid ...... What's the matter, yes, Peach, you don't have to tell me that Peaches is missing, do you? This kind of thing, you just call the police! "I yawned, ready to hang up, and went back to sleep.

"It's not missing, it's gone, it's gone!" Jin Yang shouted.