Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jiang Chen and Xiong Zhiheng looked at each other and both felt that there must be something wrong here.

"Boss Zhen, could you take us to the warehouse to have a look?" Jiang Chen's tone was gentle, but with a hint of majesty that could not be refused.

Boss Zhen nodded and bowed hurriedly, saying repeatedly: "No problem, no problem. Please come in, gentlemen!" He bent down and led the few people into the warehouse of Baotong Casino with a smile on his face.

The warehouse door was tightly closed. When Boss Zhen took out his key and inserted it into the lock, Jiang Chen suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Boss Zhen's hand trembled, and the key fell to the ground. He bent down hurriedly to pick it up, and said with a wry smile, "Your Highness, what are your instructions?"

Jiang Chen did not answer directly, but motioned Luo Shihua beside him to go forward and check carefully for traces of the warehouse door lock.

Luo Shihua leaned over to examine it for a while, then stood up and reported, "Your Highness, this lock has indeed been pried open. The marks are fresh, so it must have been done recently."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on Boss Zhen. "Boss Zhen, when did you find out your warehouse had been pried open?"

"Just...just this afternoon!" Boss Zhen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his tone a little hesitant.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly: "Really? Then why didn't you report this to the police right away?"

Boss Zhen's eyes flickered as he quickly explained, "It was because when we discovered it, we searched the inside of the gambling house first, which delayed us..."

Jiang Chen snorted coldly and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he nodded to Boss Zhen and said, "Open the door."

The warehouse door creaked open, revealing a chaotic mess inside. Gold, silver, and jewelry were scattered on the floor, and the lids of boxes were open, showing that someone had been hastily rummaging through them. The whole scene looked like it had been violently looted.

Xiong Zhiheng walked in first, his eyes swept over the gold and silver on the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Boss Zhen, have you counted how much silver is missing?"

Boss Zhen replied carefully, "Master Xiong, we've done a preliminary calculation and found we've lost approximately three thousand taels of silver."

Luo Shihua nodded gently and walked around the warehouse, his eyes meticulously scanning every detail. He squatted on the ground, touching the scratches on the edge of the box with his fingers, as if thinking about something.

"Have you reported it to the police?" Luo Shihua suddenly asked in a calm tone.

Boss Zhen quickly replied, "I just reported it, but the servants said that Lord Yang, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, was taken away by the Dali Temple, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chen interrupted coldly: "Boss Zhen, you found out right after Yang Weiqian was taken away. It seems that the information is not ordinary."

Boss Zhen's smile froze, and he said awkwardly, "It's just a coincidence. If the warehouse hadn't been stolen, we wouldn't have chosen this moment to report it to the police."

Luo Shihua ignored Boss Zhen's explanation and continued to observe the warehouse. He walked to a box and carefully examined the knife marks, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Seeing this, Xiong Zhiheng walked over and asked in a low voice: "Brother Shihua, is there anything wrong?"

Luo Shihua stood up straight, turned his gaze to Boss Zhen, and said with a more determined tone: "Boss Zhen, it seems that your nephew did not abscond with the money, but was let go by you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Boss Zhen's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes widened, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Your Excellency, this is unjust!"

Jiang Chen walked over, staring at Luo Shihua with a deep gaze: "Why do you think so?"

Luo Shihua smiled slightly and spoke slowly but forcefully, "There are two reasons."

He pointed at the knife marks on the wall and said slowly, "First, although these knife marks look fatal and show signs of a fight, there is no blood on the wall. These marks are more likely to have been deliberately added by someone after leaving."

Boss Zhen quickly defended himself, "That's because after I discovered the bloodstains, I had them washed away, so there were no traces left."

Luo Shihua smiled faintly, and without being interrupted, he continued: "Second, this is the key."

Jiang Chen and Xiong Zhiheng both looked at him with doubt, and were obviously also very interested in this second point.

Luo Shihua slowly bent down, picked up a piece of gold and silver from the ground, and put it back into Boss Zhen's cash box. He looked up and said, "Boss Zhen, your bank has mountains of gold and silver. How could your little nephew take away three thousand taels without making a sound? Moreover, the windows of this warehouse are intact. How did he do it? Could he really have walked out the front door so brazenly?"

Cold sweat dripped down Boss Zhen's forehead, and he stammered, "This...this..."

After hearing this, Xiong Zhiheng frowned and turned to Luo Shihua: "Brother Shihua, in your opinion, what is the truth behind this?"

Luo Shihua's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Sir Xiong, if you follow my humble opinion and reconstruct the order of events, you can restore the truth."

He spoke in a low, yet clear voice, "When Boss Zhen heard the news that the Jingzhao prefect was taken away by the Dali Temple, he realized that his nephew might not be able to escape imprisonment soon, so he quickly asked his nephew to pack up and run away.

Before leaving, his nephew took away three thousand taels of silver, and then Boss Zhen deliberately created prying marks and a fight on the door lock and the wall to confuse the audience.

Xiong Zhiheng nodded after hearing this, and after a moment of thought, he said, "In this case, if we want to capture his nephew, we can only launch a large-scale manhunt."

Luo Shihua took over the conversation: "That's right! The capital is so huge, searching house by house is extremely time-consuming and probably won't yield any results. If this matter is delayed for too long, it will just end up in vain."

Upon hearing this, Boss Zhen's expression changed drastically, his lips trembling. Clearly, Luo Shihua's reasoning had struck a chord. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, his eyes darting around, not daring to meet anyone's gaze. "Your Excellency, I'm truly wronged!" His voice trembled, a deep sense of guilt evident in his tone.

"Unfair?" Luo Shihua sneered, his gaze fixed on Boss Zhen. "If that's the case, why did you react so violently when we mentioned these theories? Boss Zhen, you probably know better than us where the three thousand taels of silver went, right?"

Boss Zhen gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to continue to argue, but Luo Shihua didn't give him a chance to speak. He continued, "Furthermore, if you were really wronged, why did you hold the warehouse door key so tightly from the beginning? This shows that you have already made up your mind about the situation in the warehouse and don't even want us to check it carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, Boss Zhen collapsed to the ground, his voice trembling: "I... I'm just afraid that this matter will get out of hand and damage the reputation of the gambling house, so..."

"Are you worried about your reputation?" Jiang Chen snorted coldly. He slowly stepped forward, looking down at Boss Zhen with a cold tone, "If you really had such concerns, why didn't you report the theft to the police immediately? Instead, you tried to cover up the truth when we asked about it?"

Boss Zhen opened his mouth, but for a moment he was speechless and could only lower his head in silence. The entire warehouse was silent, and only his rapid breathing could be heard.

After a moment, Xiong Zhiheng said in a deep voice, "Boss Zhen, I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise you will be charged with an even greater crime, which is something you cannot bear."

Upon hearing this, Boss Zhen shuddered all over and finally collapsed on the ground like a deflated ball, muttering, "Yes...I was confused, I know my crime..." His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but it undoubtedly admitted everything.