Chapter 332: Design to catch the thief, the thief is surrounded

As the car drove out of the main city, it started to rain lightly.

It fell to the ground and wet the tender green grass buds.

The man in black fell from the tree. Tianman stood in front of him with a sword in hand. He shouted, "If you don't want to die, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me, your grandfather, for being blind!"

The driver refused to leave.

Jumping off the carriage, the ten coachmen rolled up their sleeves and walked towards the men in black. While they were stunned, they were already standing in various directions.

The man in black looked panicked, "Brother, it seems we are surrounded?"

The leader gritted his teeth. They were clearly the ones who hijacked the car, yet they were surrounded. If anyone told anyone about it, it would be a disgrace to their industry! He gripped the hilt of his knife tightly.

"We are the most vicious and evil! What are we afraid of, just a few drivers?"

In the carriage.

Jiusu raised a corner and asked, "Is it that group of people?"

Jiang Jing said: "It is very likely."

The big knife was placed against the dead man's wound.

"I'm wondering if the thief and the murderer are the same group?"

Jiusu nodded, agreeing with what he said: "Murder, looting, and stealing are all done by the same person. This gang of thieves is not as cowardly as we thought."

After a while, Jiang Jing went out.

As a person from the Salt Bureau, Jiusu could not openly interfere in the affairs of the Dali Temple, so he could only browse the system in the car. The letter had been sent to Lingcheng, and the ATM had been linked to the store.

The money keeps coming in.

She has completed several tasks in a row.

"So this is what it feels like to own one million taels of silver..."

I want to make more money.

Ding-ling-clang.

Jiang Jing has already led his men.

Zhang Dai fought the hardest. He tilted his head and said, "I didn't expect Lord Jiang to be so agile."

"You're not bad either." Jiang Jing kicked away the black-clad man who rushed forward and looked at the thieves who were screaming in pain. "Tear off their faces."

According to witnesses.

I saw a person with a hairy black mole on his face, and his face looked particularly evil.

Zhang Dai tore off their masks.

He grabbed the hair on the short man's face. "Hey! That's them, sir. They're the thieves. We caught them!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

He held the knife in his hand and jumped for joy.

It has been many years since he last took action, and no one could understand the joy of catching a bad guy. He hugged Zhu Bo, who was standing beside him with tears in his eyes.

On weekdays, Zhu Bo is steady.

But at this moment, he could not hide his excitement. He patted Zhang Dai on the shoulder and said, "Great, that's great. I'm finally worthy of this position. I can no longer live a life of idleness and wait for death. I can also fight evil for the people and eliminate violence and protect the good!"

Jiusu looked at this touching scene, shrugged and chuckled.

What is happiness and joy?

Eat a good meal? Make a lot of money? For them, it is to have a clear conscience and live up to the reputation of the Dali Temple, and the sharp blade in their hands is not an rusty knife.

She drew aside the curtain.

"I wonder if he is qualified for the position of Dali Temple Minister?"

Zhang Dai said without hesitation, "Of course! According to the bet, if anyone speaks disrespectfully to Lord Jiang again, I, Zhang Dai, will be the first to object! Lord Jiang, Lord Jiu, I apologize for any offenses I've caused you. Please forgive me."

Jiusu believes it.

This Zhang Dai has a sense of chivalry. She smiled and said, "No fight, no acquaintance."

Then she looked at Jiang Jing.

"A Jing, go and do your work first. I'll treat you to hot pot in the evening."

Jiang Jing raised his hand, gently twisted her earlobe, and leaned in closer, saying, "Thank you, my fiancée, for speaking up for me."

"Let's go quickly." Jiusu placed her hand on his chest, and pushed him away with her red ears. Her eyes were filled with affection. "I'm going back home first. Mother has something to tell me."

This is something that outsiders would envy to death.

Zhang Dai said sourly: "Oh my, I lost the bet, and I still have to show off my affection."

Zhu Bo said with a smile, "Don't be jealous. Let's go back and help the master with the investigation. The master's wedding is in two months. We must keep a close eye on Shengjing and make sure nothing goes wrong. It will bring bad luck."

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Marquis' Mansion.

Yi Hui sat in Yuyu's bedroom, embroidering flowers on her pillow. She stretched her muscles and felt the breeze, feeling very comfortable. "Life is so good."

"Mother." Jiusu stepped over the threshold, "I'm back late."

Her eyes fell on the piles of account books and property on the table, and she felt overwhelmed.

Yi Hui curled his lips and put the pillowcase on the bed.

She stood up, pulled her daughter to sit down, and wiped her cold little face with heartache.

“Working away from home is very tiring.”

Thinking about it, he frowned and glanced at the things on the table.

"Take the account book away."

Seeing that the lady was angry, Liu'er responded hurriedly. As soon as her hand touched the account book, the eldest lady stopped her. She stepped aside with a sharp eye.

Jiusu said, "When you're bored at the Salt Bureau, I come here to kill time."

"Okay, don't get tired." Yi Hui repeatedly urged, then she pushed a few sandalwood boxes, "These are all the property of the Li family. I know your shops in Lingcheng are all prosperous. You can take whatever you want."

Jiusu opened the sandalwood box.

"so much?"

"Take your time to choose. There's no rush." ​​Yi Hui rubbed his brows. "Yuyu, my eyes hurt. I'm going back to the yard to rest."

Jiusu nodded and helped her out of the yard.

She sat at the square table and beckoned, "Zitan, Kou Shao, you two should help me with the calculations."

After a long time, the master, servant and three others were sore all over, so Jiusu took the two of them to rest in the yard.

Jiusu asked, "There seems to be something wrong with the account book."

Kou Shao said, "I think there are some discrepancies, but they are not big. I guess the purchasing staff in the mansion took some kickbacks."

Zi Tan has many doubts.

She went back to the house, took out the account book, and opened the account book behind the housekeeper of the third room.

"There are a lot of accounts that don't add up, and many have been written three or four times. Large expenditures like these look like fake accounts."

"She's really bold." Jiusu placed his hand on the three or four identical lines of expenditures. "Kindergarten kids don't even copy their homework with more care than this."

Koshao clenched her fists, "She is just bullying Madam!"

Jiusu licked his back teeth, his expression frighteningly cold: "Yes, Fang Lianjiao is really very bold. She is glad that she has left the Marquis' Mansion, otherwise..."

There was a knocking sound outside the gate.

She turned around suddenly.

Li Fenghe met his niece's cold eyes and the smile on his face froze, but for the sake of the color of the hat on his head, he still walked in stiffly and asked with a smile.

“U-Um…”

"I just came to ask, is the result out? I gave a hundred taels of silver."

Jiusu put away his expression, returned his consciousness to the system, and explored the results.

He pretended to take it out of his sleeve and glanced at it casually, but he saw something unexpected.

"Uncle San, please see for yourself."

Li Fenghe took it, the smile on his face disappeared, his hands trembled, and his voice was obviously stained with anger: "Guaranteed, guaranteed?"

"Of course." Jiusu said, "It's very true."

Li Fenghe was so angry that he couldn't speak. His hands kept shaking and the paper rustled in the wind. "This bitch."

Jiusu looked up, as if he saw the green hat on his uncle's head, and reminded him: "I don't know who that man is, but she is at the Fang family, so you can ask her and find out."