Chapter 37 Whose Necklace Is It?

One of the police officers looked at her with amusement, "Do you know the law? Even if it's not against the law, you can't be so impulsive and reckless. Can't you talk it out nicely? We are relatives, why are you making such a fuss?"

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time." Tang Qi was very cooperative.

The two policemen's expressions softened a lot.

Seeing something was wrong, Zhou Xiuzhi rushed to the two policemen and pointed at the jewelry box in Tang Qi's hand, "Don't be fooled by her. She also stole my daughter's diamond necklace! This is it. The evidence is in her hands."

The policeman's eyes fell on Tang Qi's hand, "Is that your thing?"

Tang Qi nodded, "Of course what I took was mine."

"She's lying! Check the surveillance. There's surveillance at the downstairs door. She didn't take anything when she came up!"

The jewelry box was not small, slightly larger than a cell phone, and it was square. Summer clothes were thin and close-fitting, and Tang Qi didn't have a backpack, so she could only hold such a large jewelry box in her hands.

After hearing what Zhou Xiuzhi said, one of the police officers reached out to Tang Qi and said, "Let us keep the things first. You two, come with us to the police station and explain the situation clearly."

Tang Qi raised a distant smile at the corner of his mouth, "I have no objection to your handling of the case, but can I say a few words first?"

"you say."

"What's the sentence for defrauding 50,000 yuan?" Tang Qi looked straight at Zhou Xiuzhi.

After hearing her question, one of the police officers told her: "Fraud of more than 3,000 yuan is considered a huge amount and is punishable by a minimum of three years but less than ten years in prison and a fine ranging from 3,000 to 10,000 yuan."

Zhou Xiuzhi looked a little flustered, and glared at Tang Qi fiercely, "What do you mean?"

"If I can prove that the necklace originally belonged to me but was taken away by someone, can I sue her for fraud?"

The police officer seemed to understand something and looked at Zhou Xiuzhi. "You can file a case first. We will investigate. If the situation is true, we can submit it to the court for prosecution."

"No!" Zhou Xiuzhi blurted out. Everyone looked at her. She hurriedly explained, "There's no name on the necklace. How can we prove who it belongs to?"

The police officer probably thought Zhou Xiuzhi's question was stupid, and reminded her unhappily, "Precious jewelry like diamonds have unique certificate numbers, as well as purchase records and invoices. Can't these prove it?"

Tang Qi took the opportunity to question Zhou Xiuzhi, "Didn't you say you bought this for Tang Jiajia? Then tell the police which store you bought it in, whether you paid in cash or by card, and where are the invoice and certificate? If you can show me these, I will return them to you immediately and apologize to you."

"I, I..." Zhou Xiuzhi muttered for a long time, then changed her words, "I remembered it wrongly. I didn't buy it. A friend gave it to me. I just ran into her by chance. She was a colleague we used to have a good relationship with. When she saw Jia Jia, she gave the necklace to Jia Jia."

After saying that, Zhou Xiuzhi looked at Tang Qi with some pride, "She is now out of town and her phone is turned off. We can't find her."

Zhou Xiuzhi was clearly being a rogue, and the two policemen got a little angry. "Ms. Zhou, let me remind you that we are investigating now, and you must be responsible for what you say."

"What I said was the truth! Check the surveillance. She came in empty-handed. This necklace belongs to me!"

At this moment, Tang Qi's cell phone rang. It was Mo Shaochen calling.

Please...you...collect_6Ⅰ9ⅠBookⅠBar (Six\\\Nine\\\Book\\\Bar!)

When Zhou Xiuzhi saw the phone in Tang Qi's hand, her face twisted a little, and she thought to herself: This phone doesn't look cheap at all, this little bitch Tang Qi must have won the lottery.

Tang Qi walked aside and answered the phone, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time."

"It's okay. Is the matter settled?" The man's voice on the phone was low and magnetic, as soft and mellow as the sound of a cello.

(End of this chapter)