Chapter 921: A Frustrating Problem

Wang An pondered for a moment before squinting his eyes and asking

"Sister Nian, uh, I was wondering, this off-the-books position... is it called a Zhian Community Defense Officer?"

Hearing this, Sun Nian replied casually

"Yep, it's called a Defense Officer. Why?"

Wang An continued to ask

"And it pays 17 yuan and 50 cents a month, right?"

Sun Nian glanced at Wang An and said

"In your dreams. Where would 17.5 come from? It's 12 yuan and 50 cents."

Upon hearing this, Wang An's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He said with a face full of shock

"12 yuan and 50 cents? Oh, for fuck's sake, are you kidding me? Since when the hell was I short of a few measly cents?"

Without even looking back, Sun Nian said

"Stop complaining to me. What's the use of complaining to me? If you've got the guts, go back to the Bureau in a bit and complain to your sister."

Recalling Zhang Shuya's fierce appearance when she flew into a rage, Wang An immediately beamed with a smile and said

"Actually, this job is pretty good, huh? At least my cigarette money for the month is covered."

Despite saying this, Wang An was constantly wondering about Zhang Shuya's motive for doing this.

However, after thinking for a long time, Wang An still couldn't figure it out.

The group arrived in the courtyard. Sun Nian had people place the three small boxes on Wang An's sidecar, and then had the silver jewelry and jade pieces collected and placed on the sidecar as well.

As for the people who had been handcuffed and the corpses, they were all loaded into the rear truck bed provided by Big Sister Fang.

And so, with Wang An riding the sidecar and carrying Sun Nian in front, and Big Sister Fang following behind, the two vehicles headed toward the county seat together.

As for Wang Li, he was left to stroll home on his own; mainly because it was less than two li from Xing'an Township to Kaoshan Village, making it unnecessary to give him a ride.

On the way, Sun Nian suddenly asked Wang An with a puzzled expression

"Xiao An, you think a lending team as large as Wei Cheng's must have money, right? But besides the thousand or so yuan found on Wei Cheng and the 100-plus yuan in this box, where the hell did he hide the rest of the money?"

It had to be said that this was indeed a very frustrating problem.

Because whether it was gold or IOU notes, although the search process had some twists and turns, they had eventually been found.

But as for the cash, they simply couldn't find it.

The reason Sun Nian had asked Captain Zhang and Captain Zhou to stay behind was partly because Big Sister Fang's truck couldn't fit everyone, and partly because she wanted the two of them to search for the cash again.

It wasn't hard to imagine that if Wei Cheng could get his hands on gold jewelry and gold nuggets, he certainly had even more in cash.

Unfortunately, no one knew where that old rascal Wei Cheng had hidden the money.

Hearing this, Wang An carefully recalled the layout of each room and all the suspicious spots before saying

"That's hard to guess. We've searched everywhere we could. At this point, either the money isn't in this courtyard at all, or we'd have to tear down the houses and dig three feet deep across the entire yard; otherwise, we're definitely not finding it."

Sun Nian thought for a moment and said

"I also feel like the money isn't in this courtyard. Otherwise, with so many people in that gang, they would have discovered it long ago."

Wang An nodded and stopped talking, but in his mind, he was wondering where Wei Cheng had hidden the money.

In less than half an hour, the two vehicles arrived at the Public Security Bureau.

After Sun Nian gave Zhang Shuya a detailed report on the progress of the case, Zhang Shuya looked at the gold nuggets and gold jewelry and seemed genuinely happy. She casually said to Sun Nian

"Xiao Nian, you've really done a great job this time. A promotion is definitely a done deal now. And with all this gold, the higher-ups will have to allocate at least two more jeeps to our Bureau, hahaha! Not bad, not bad. Really not bad."

At this moment, Zhang Shuya didn't look like a Bureau Chief at all; she was like a girl who had just graduated, full of youth and vitality.

However, immediately after, when Sun Nian opened the box containing the IOUs and notebooks and handed the notebook to Zhang Shuya, Zhang Shuya's expression—much like Sun Nian's when she first saw the contents—instantly shifted from sunny to cloudy, and then to overcast.

After flipping through it roughly, Zhang Shuya couldn't help but curse

"Damn it, these animals... they really have some nerve, they dare to do anything!"

At this time, there were only Zhang Shuya, Sun Nian, and Wang An in the office, so Wang An didn't have as many reservations. He picked up one of the notebooks and began to flip through it.

After reading just one page, Wang An's brow twitched. After a few more pages, he immediately understood why Sun Nian and Zhang Shuya's expressions had become so grim.

Mainly, Wang An never expected that although Wei Cheng had given himself the nickname "Pixiu," his methods of operating were completely different from the legendary Pixiu.

As is well known, the "Pixiu" is the ninth son of the Dragon King, appearing with the head of a dragon, the body of a horse, and the feet of a qilin—also known as the "Four-Unlikes."

The most prominent characteristic of this beast is that it only eats gold, silver, and treasures, and has no anus, meaning it is a mythical creature that only takes in and never lets out.

The reason Wei Cheng had nothing to do with a "Pixiu" was that, according to the records in this notebook, he sent out a vast amount of money every year.

The Lock Chief mentioned previously was just one example.

The reason Sun Nian didn't react immediately upon seeing the notebook, but chose to return to the county first, was because some of the names recorded in the book were people Sun Nian could not afford to offend.

Now that Zhang Shuya had seen it, she naturally became infuriated.

Although Wang An was shocked to see the names and the amounts following them, after the initial shock, he didn't feel a single psychological ripple.

Mainly, as a reincarnated person, he had seen and heard far too much of this sort of thing.

There was no helping it; many dark trades have always existed, and one becomes numb after seeing them enough.

Furthermore, as an ordinary commoner, this was not something Wang An should be concerned with.

So, after a brief skim, Wang An placed the notebook back on the table.

Ignoring Wang An's actions, Sun Nian said to Zhang Shuya

"Xiao Ya, these two ledgers involve too much. How do you think we should handle this?"

Zhang Shuya thought for a moment and said

"We'll handle the matter of the Lock Chief in Xing'an Township ourselves. As for the rest, let them deal with the headache. Anyway, I'll throw both these ledgers out there before the next meeting."

After the two discussed it for a while longer, Zhang Shuya finally remembered to speak to Wang An

"Xiao An, didn't you say you didn't have any identification for your militia service? This time I've arranged a Defense Officer job for you; from now on, you'll have identification."

(End of Chapter)