Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

The night wind, wrapped in the moisture of the lotus pond, clung to the neck like a cold snake.

Wen Xianping, who was walking in front, suddenly had a premonition that tonight might completely overturn his understanding of the road to anti-corruption.

The simplest truth was clearly laid out before him.

Beihai Park is a scenic spot, not a place where just any ordinary person can open a teahouse.

How could Shen Yujing, a public official, have such amazing wealth while living next to the emperor's bed?

This may be supported by the money he embezzled, or it may be backed by the Shen family's instigation behind the scenes, but no matter which one it is, it will be unimaginable for ordinary people.

He looked back at Shen Yujing, his eyes becoming more determined.

At this moment, Shen Yujing was sandwiched between two Discipline Inspection Commission cadres, walking along the bluestone road on the lakeshore towards the Wulong Pavilion.

He stared at the tips of his shiny leather shoes. The newly applied shoe polish shone green in the moonlight, reflecting the back of the head of the cadre leading the way in front of him - the stubborn tuft of hair was sticking up, just like the uneasy tip of his heart at the moment.

\"Comrade, it's the middle of the night...\" Shen Yujing had just opened his mouth when his left arm was pinched so hard that it hurt.

"Behave yourself!" The young cadre's flashlight swept across the lake, startling a few night herons, and the sound of their wings flapping in the water exploded in the quiet night.

His throat tightened, his back teeth chattered unconsciously, and he was being led forward.

When passing by the willow grove where he saw An Youjun off yesterday, Shen Yujing suddenly staggered.

He dug his right fingernail into his palm - the crooked willow tree was still there, with the words "may wealth and prosperity" carved on the bark. However, the word "China" he had lit was no longer in the shadow of the tree. Only the molts of cicadas rustled in the wind.

"An Youjun! You've made me suffer so much! I just charged you a little more money, why did you do this..."

Thinking of what the driver Lan Hao told him in the evening, Shen Yujing's eyes suddenly became cold and hateful.

"The White Jade Capital in Heaven? What a big mouth!"

Suddenly a sneer interrupted Shen Yujing's memories.

He looked up and saw Wen Xianping standing in front of his teahouse, looking up at the plaque.

The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

Who understands such courage?

It must be very arrogant!

Here, its flamboyant handwriting seems to be declaring to everyone that this is another paradise on earth.

The lantern of "Tian Shang Bai Yu Jing" was swaying thirty meters away, and Shen Yu Jing suddenly broke free from the shackles.

It's not about running away, it's just that the lantern is too dazzling, and it's bright red like a bleeding heart.

The cadres did not stop him and allowed him to drag his weak legs to the door lintel.

The two characters "Yujing" on the rosewood plaque were written by him personally, with gold powder mixed into the ink, which now glowed with an eerie cold light under the moonlight.

Shen Yujing, who was standing at the door, suddenly laughed out loud, startling the swallows under the eaves.

"Why, Director Shen, even you think that this plaque indicates that there is a turbulent storm behind it and it is unwilling to be ordinary?"

Shen Yujing did not answer, but just stood there, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Director Shen, please open the door!" Wen Xianping touched the bronze lion on the vermilion lacquered door and marveled at it.

"I don't know what you are talking about. This is not mine. This is my first time..."

Before Shen Yujing finished speaking, Wen Xianping waved his hand and shouted, "Break the door!"

"Yes!"

The seven or eight special commissioners who came with him rushed towards the heavy door together.

Five minutes later, the heavy door was knocked open by Paulownia, which was hugged by everyone. After the loud bang, a two-story building with carved beams, painted buildings, and curved eaves appeared in sight.

"Director Shen, when you see this familiar scene, does anything come to your mind?" Wen Xianping looked at this ingenious building, his cold eyes fell on Shen Yujing, wanting to give him one last chance.

"..." Shen Yujing turned his head and spat coldly: "Chief Wen, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Okay!" Wen Xianping stretched out his hand, "Then please come in!"

The commissioners grabbed Shen Yujing's arms and filed into the building.

The open and spacious tea room suddenly appeared in people's sight.

Screens, armchairs, celadon jars, tea tables, bookcases...

The flashlight shines on the various pieces of furniture with simple shapes, unique ingenuity and antique style, making people unable to help but be shocked by the power and value they represent.

Not to mention the stolen money that has not been found yet, just the simple furnishings in the house are already something that ordinary people can hardly match.

This further strengthened Wen Xianping and his fellow commissioners' determination to kill Shen Yujing today.

After the lights were pulled away, the various priceless decorations were even more breathtaking.

Shen Yujing was placed on a throne near the door.

Wen Xianping took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and looked at him coldly, "Director Shen, I gave you many chances tonight, but you didn't seize them once! Now, I'll give you one last chance. If you confess now, I'll try to get you a chance to have your sentence reduced."

"..." Shen Yujing remained silent, with his hands on his knees, crossed and resting on his forehead.

Although he didn't say a word, Wen Xianping saw that the hair on the back of his neck had stood up and he was covered in goose bumps.

Wen Xianping took a deep breath and turned to look around: "It seems that you know you are going to die!"

"Leader!" The specialists all looked at their section chiefs.

"Search!" Wen Xianping shouted, "Search thoroughly, don't leave any place unattended!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly.

Wow!

As soon as the young specialist Xiao Chen opened the rosewood cabinet door, the three layers of secret compartments opened up like Pandora's box.

On the top layer were twenty stacks of "Steelworkers", and the banknotes were watermarked with the letterhead of a certain steel engineering project.

The middle floor was filled with seven bundles of foreign exchange certificates wrapped in oil paper, and the Statue of Liberty on the corner of the dollar certificate sneered in the moonlight;

At the bottom were ten gold bars wrapped in a hardcover copy of How the Steel Was Tempered. Between the pages was a 1979 copy of Guangming Daily, with the headline on the front page reading "Science and Technology Are the Primary Productive Forces."

"..."

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

They looked at each other, their outstretched hands pausing at various places, and they felt more and more the weight of their hands.

Wen Xianping's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He had seen corrupt officials hiding money, but he had never seen them welding the stolen money together with science and technology policy symbols.

Shen Yujing suddenly rushed over, leaving five bloody marks on the rosewood with his nails - the book "Steel" also contained the project proposal for the "Fine Steel Smelting Demonstration Project" that he had approved.

"Stop him!" Wen Xianping roared, and a specialist immediately grabbed his wrist and pressed him to the ground.

When Xiao Liu used a screwdriver to pry open the seat cushion of the wooden sofa, the sound of the spring cracking startled the swallows on the beam.

There were 30,000 yuan in cash stuffed in the interlayer of the chair seat. The corners of the hundred-yuan bill on the top had become brittle, and the pungent smell of ink mixed with mothballs went straight to the top of his head.

What is even more horrifying is that buried in the pile of banknotes was a tin biscuit box, which turned out to be seven anonymous letters of denunciation - all of which were accusatory materials exposing Shen Yujing's acceptance of equity in the "East China Sea Catfish Hatching" project. There were moldy tear marks on the edges of the letter paper.

The beam of Wen Xianping's flashlight began to tremble. In his 22 years of investigating cases, this was the first time he had seen stolen money and evidence coexist in such a bloody way.

Shen Yujing suddenly let out a cackling sound like a hen laying eggs, which made the beams of the house fall dusty.

Deep in the Duobao Pavilion on the east wall, the Commission for Discipline Inspection discovered the most shocking place where money was hidden.

The blue and white porcelain vase from the Daoguang period looked like it had a few withered lotus leaves stuck in it, but in fact the belly of the vase had been converted into a spiral secret chamber.

Turn the mechanism at the bottom of the bottle, and bundles of cash will fall along the chute on the inner wall of the porcelain bottle, just like the flow of silver ingots in ancient money houses.

When the last 3,000 yuan of "Great Unity" flowed out, a yellowed map was also brought out - Shen Yujing marked the key scientific research institutes across the country with a cinnabar pen, and "replaceable land" was written next to each red dot. The most eye-catching position was the "Institute of Physics" in the core area of ​​Zhongguancun.

What really made Wen Xianping's pupils shrink was the moment the ceiling partition was lifted.

Five sacks of cash poured out like a waterfall. When the rope tied the money around Shen Yujing's neck, everyone saw dark red blood oozing from the inside of the sacks - those were the money bags that Shen Yujing sewed with the trouser legs of the three scientific researchers' lab coats after he forced them to death and exposed him.

What's even more exaggerated is that the hollow spaces in the books on the inner side of the bookcase were stuffed with thick paper banknotes. When it fell over, countless large pieces of paper money were blown away by the cool breeze that suddenly came into the room, and they were all over the floor, which was a shocking sight.

Wen Xianping squatted among a pile of paper money, his face as black as Bao Gong's.

He pointed at the phone in the room and shouted, "Call Chief Wu and ask him to bring the bank's people over here, quickly!"

"Yes!"

Except for the person who made the call, everyone at the scene was looking at Shen Yujing, stunned by the amount of money he had embezzled.

The flashlight beams swept across his distorted face, casting a huge shadow on the mottled wall, like a bat nailed to a pillar of shame.