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Li Xiangbin suddenly felt strange.

The funeral home does not need to travel, and the home is so close, how could it be possible not to come back for several days?

He hesitated a little, and said: "Ms. Hou, I would like to ask, how is the relationship between you husband and wife?"

Hou Man was taken aback, and immediately understood what the other party meant.

At that moment, she said affirmatively, "Officer, it is absolutely impossible for him to have an affair."

Li Xiangbin: "Why are you so sure?"

Hou Man said seriously: "It depends on my trust in him!"

Li Xiangbin was helpless: "Okay, let's not talk about it."

"Then let's talk about his relationship with Guangjian."

……

After half an hour.

The three left Yan Jiakui's home.

Li Xiangbin handed Wang Ze a cigarette and said, "It seems that Yan Jiakui and Guangjian are very close."

Hou Man mentioned it just now.

Guang Jian can be regarded as one of Yan Jiakui's few heart-to-heart friends.

and.

I have been to the house more than once to drink.

are neighbors.

Both work in funeral homes.

It's all about cremation.

Adding up the three factors, it is not surprising that Guangjian and Yan Jiakui can become close buddies.

But the crux of the matter.

　27 Exactly here.

Both of them are dead now.

And to be precise, they were all killed.

This is not as simple as a coincidence.

In the middle, there are definitely secrets that they don't know.

It's just that it hasn't been found yet.

"Wang Ze, what do you say?"

Li Xiangbin took a puff of cigarette and looked at Wang Ze.

Wang Ze just lit a cigarette and said, "There is a problem with their family's consumption."

Mentioning this matter, Li Xiangbin said: "Oh yes, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."

"What do you ask Yan Jiakui's son for his living expenses?"

Wang Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "I found out that their family is quite rich."

"It can't be said that it is quite rich, it is still at the stage of consumption concept."

"Wait for Xiao Tong to check the assets of Yan's family, maybe he can find out something."

"The clothes of Yan Jiakui and Hou Man, especially Hou Man, are basically expensive brand names."

"And Yan Jiakui's cigarettes are not cheap."

"Including Yan Xiao's dual-purpose computer, mobile phone, and not low monthly living expenses."

"With Yan Jiakui's basic salary, there is no way to save such money."

This thing is very strange.

Although these things are affordable on the surface, it is a matter of reluctance to buy them.

Let's take the most intuitive example.

You worked hard to earn money for several years and saved 30.

Would you use the 30 to buy a high-end car?

I'm afraid not possible.

As long as you don't have a brain hole, you can't do this kind of thing.

Affordable and money to buy.

These are two completely different concepts.

Li Xiangbin was surprised: "Moonlight?"

Wang Ze said: "Young people are fine, they can understand."

"But for a whole family."

"This kind of consumption view is really abnormal."

"unless."

"They're richer than they appear."

Li Xiangbin pondered for a while, and said, "You want to say, Yan Jiakui has other income besides the salary of the funeral parlor?"

Wang Ze nodded: "Yes."

Li Xiangbin's eyes flickered: "If this is the case, it is very likely that it has something to do with his death."

Wang Ze: "That's right."

Li Xiangbin chuckled: "Then the direction of investigation will come."

"Xiao Tong, when you get in the car, go to the bank to check the property of Yan's family."

Wang Xiaotong nodded: "OK."

……

inside the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat is Wang Ze.

But the vehicle didn't start.

they.

Waiting for Wang Xiaotong's verification results.

Soon, Wang Xiaotong hung up the phone and worked on the computer for a while.

After the result came out, she froze for a moment and said, "320 million."

"320?"

Li Xiangbin looked shocked.

"Why so many?!"

"He has to eat or drink for more than 20 years?"

Wang Ze turned his head and said, "It seems that Yan Jiakui does have other sources of income."

Li Xiangbin: "Then Guangjian..."

Wang Ze: "It must be the same."

"Don't know what the hell they're doing."

Li Xiangbin turned his head: "Little boy, can I find the specific transfer records?"

Wang Xiaotong shook his head: "No, it's basically cash."

"Cash deposit?" Li Xiangbin frowned, "It's even more suspicious if you deposit cash."

"These two guys, aren't they doing something illegal?"

Wang Ze said, "Why don't you go to the funeral home and ask?"

Li Xiangbin: "Go, go ask."

"I want to see what the hell they were doing before!"

……

after an hour.

funeral parlor.

Because it was rumored that someone was scared to death, there were a lot fewer pedestrians on the nearby roads.

The surroundings seemed unusually deserted.

Li Xiangbin and the three met the person in charge of the funeral home.

Is a middle-aged man.

Seeing the police's visit, he looked sad and said helplessly, "Hey, it's been so many years, and this is the first time I've encountered such a wicked thing."

"Several police officers, don't listen to the nonsense of those boring people."

"What scares you to death."

"Something must have happened."

"The funeral home is a very sacred place, and it is the final destination of everyone."

"Definitely not a place of supernatural powers!"

I can tell.

The curator seems to be a materialist.

Li Xiangbin said: "We also think so, so we came here to ask."

940 Curator: "Huh? It looks like this."

"Okay, you can ask."

Li Xiangbin said: "Guangjian and Yan Jiakui, what's the salary?"

The curator said without hesitation: "Nine thousand and eight, not including insurance and bonuses."

Wang Xiaotong was curious: "Do you still have bonuses?"

The curator looked over: "Yes!"

"Our funeral home is a very formal unit."

"Officer, don't look down on our funeral home, the benefits are very good."

Wang Xiaotong smiled apologetically and said nothing.

Li Xiangbin: "In addition to the basic salary, do the employees of your funeral home have any other additional income?"

The curator wondered: "Extra income?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Xiangbin pondered for a while, and said, "For example, a part-time job that can save millions of dollars."

The curator was startled: "Millions?"

"Officer, it's not worth that much money if you sell me."

His reaction was a bit exaggerated.

At this time, Wang Ze looked at him and said, "No, curator."

"Isn't it very common for an urn of yours to cost hundreds of thousands of dollars?"

"Millions, why are you so surprised?"