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Chapter 72 Evidence

The little sister came forward with a smile and said, "Then I will come to the store to eat every day."

The eldest sister added: "Then you'd better not open the store. I'm afraid that you, such a greedy cat, will bankrupt the store..."

While a few people were talking, Qiu Jianshe came back carrying a bag.

"What are you all doing in the kitchen?" He glanced inside through the window.

The little sister called out with a smile, "Dad, you're back. Mom made delicious snow vegetable meatballs!"

Chen Suniang then shouted, "It's time to eat."

With a smile on his face, Qiu Jianshe hurried back to his room, put down his handbag, turned around and walked out.

For lunch, Qiu Huoming ate three bowls of food in a row and exclaimed that it was so delicious when he touched his stomach.

Chen Suniang knew that this dish goes well with rice, so she cooked extra rice.

She looked at the smiling faces of her children and felt inexplicably satisfied. She asked someone to bring the things to her eldest daughter in the morning. The fact that they were safe and happy and that their days were becoming more and more hopeful was probably the greatest comfort for a parent.

The days flew by.

Saturday came again in a blink of an eye. As soon as the bell for the last class rang, everyone scattered like monkeys.

The classroom was empty in an instant. Qiu Huoming was pushing the cart with his elder sister behind him. Before they even left the school gate, he saw Bao Jun squatting outside the door, apparently looking for him.

He stood up immediately when he saw him.

Qiu Huoming asked his eldest sister to go home first and say hello to Chen Suniang. He would not go back for lunch today.

After a while, Li Ming and Ding Yu gathered together. Qiu Huoming planned to host a party and treat them to chicken noodle soup at the west gate.

Li Ming had strict parents, so he had to go back and talk to his parents. So they made an appointment to meet at the park after dinner. Ding Yu didn't care. He often ate out at noon, and his parents were used to it.

Although that chicken noodle soup restaurant doesn’t have chicken, at least it has chicken soup, which is a combination of meat and vegetables and is very cost-effective.

When the three arrived at the noodle shop, there were not many people inside and the tables were not full.

This store mainly does business at night, taking advantage of the customers from nearby food stalls. Once night falls, the flow of customers increases, which helps to boost the business to some extent.

After eating the noodles, Qiu Huoming took Bao Jun, followed by Ding Yu, and the three of them rode two bicycles straight towards the park.

That was the place where Qiu Huoming fell into the water while rowing. There were pavilions and rockery in the park, and usually a few people liked to go there to enjoy the scenery and join in the fun.

It was noon, the pavilion was empty, the sun shone on it, and the rockery was lush and green.

They took up space in the pavilion.

Bao Jun then took out the things from his bag.

"Purchase order?"

Qiu Huoming took this thing that looked like an account book and asked.

"There were so many people around that I didn't dare take it out. I found it in that old guy's office. He hid it very well, in the empty space of a drawer. You can't find it by opening the drawer. You have to remove the drawer to see it."

"This account book is in his handwriting. What do you think the K on it means?" Bao Jun said.

Qiu Huoming flipped through a few pages and guessed, "Is it the abbreviation of a person's name?"

"Congming is the abbreviation of the name of our slaughterhouse team leader Kong."

"By the way, Baozi, how did you find such a hidden account book?" Qiu Huoming looked at the data displayed in it, his heart pounding.

In later universities, especially in the mathematics department, accounting is also one of the elective subjects. Although he could not do accounting yet, he had no problem understanding the account books.

The purchases, sales and inventories in this account book were not balanced, and he wrote down the missing parts in small characters to clearly show the direction of things.

All names used are abbreviations.

The uncle was still cautious. This account book was probably a means for him to control squad leader Kong. He just never expected that it would be discovered one day.

Bao Jun chuckled and said, "This is about your Aunt Zhang. The number of fixed assets reported by their quarantine department is wrong, so the whole factory has to check the fixed assets. I am young and they are willing to use them, but I was also pulled into the office to do the check."

"I chose their department on purpose. It was midday, and several of us spent half a day counting there. When we were done, it was just noon. Everyone went out to eat in the cafeteria, but he walked back with sweat all over his forehead."

"I just kept an eye on it and found an excuse to secretly follow him."

"Hey, I discovered this. He went out early in the morning and didn't know that his office was being checked. When he got wind of it, he rushed back to check..."

Qiu Huoming said leisurely: "This is called a guilty conscience."

"That's the truth!" Bao Jun said with a smile.

Qiu Huoming held the account book and said, "I will select a few large amounts and write several copies. Then I will send one copy to each of the senior leaders in your factory. I don't believe he can get away with it!"

This matter can be big or small. Giving it to two different leaders at the same time is because I am afraid that someone may try to make a big deal out of a small matter.

He originally wanted to go to the printing factory to make a few copies, but there were only a few printing factories in the county, and it would be easy for people to find out.

Ding Yu nodded, "Huozi, copy with your left hand. They won't be able to see your handwriting. I'll also be responsible for copying one."

Bao Jun smiled and said, "Why do we need to be so strict? Just change the font."

Not far away, Li Mingzheng appeared on the path, jogging.

Bao Jun stood at the entrance of the pavilion and waved his arms at him, "Here!"

Li Ming walked quickly into the pavilion, and Bao Jun repeated what had happened before.

"Then I'll make a copy too. Before this matter is followed up, everyone must keep it secret, especially Baozi. You two are from the same unit, so you better play dumb about this matter if you can."

Li Ming said after thinking for a moment.

Qiu Huo understood what he meant. Now everyone present was involved, which was tantamount to a token of allegiance. Although everyone knew each other's ins and outs, since this involved themselves, everyone would be more cautious in speaking out.

Bao Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry. After he took it out of the table, he put it on top of the filing cabinet. He probably wanted to take it back at night. But his cleverness backfired. If he had left it where it was, I might not have been able to get it."

"I won't get involved in the rest of the matter. Also, I copied a list submitted by Qiu Jianjun this month from Accountant Zhu. You can check it. There might be a surprise."

Qiu Huoming took the list. It was only the middle of the month and he had submitted three lists. There was no problem if they were listed individually, but when combined with the account book, problems arose.

Bao Jun said: "Accountant Zhu was drinking wine with my master a few days ago, and he said that Qiu Jianjun had added a stamp to the quarantine form from somewhere, which made him feel like he was punching cotton. It was really uncomfortable."

Qiu Huoming said: "If he is worried that the bill is fake, he can go to the quarantine department and ask."

"Accountant Zhu was like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw Aunt Zhang. He couldn't even speak clearly. Otherwise, how could we say that he was interested in Aunt Zhang?"

Bao Jun stood in the pavilion and reached out to grab the leaves of the locust tree next to him.

Pull off a branch and you will see the leaves are symmetrically distributed.

He took out one of the branches and began to pull out the leaves, while muttering to himself: "Guilty, not guilty, guilty, not guilty..."

Finally, there was only one leaf left in his hand, and he just said, "Guilty!"

"Hey! This old guy can't escape this time!" Bao Jun said excitedly.

Qiu Huoming's eyes twitched slightly. This was a game they loved to play when they were young. When they were not sure about something, they would pull leaves.