Jiang Xuxu glanced at him and said, "Dead."
Jiang Xuxu could sense the obvious aura of death from the coffin without even getting close.
There is a real body in the coffin today.
The police inquired about the situation carefully and found out that today's incident was because a man withdrew money to close the account of his father who had just passed away.
As a result, the bank teller made things difficult and insisted that he must come in person to sign before he could withdraw the money. In a fit of rage, the man brought his father's coffin, which was still being kept at home, over here along with the coffin.
The matter became a big deal and the bank manager came out. No matter how much they tried to persuade the man, he refused to leave, so they had no choice but to call the police.
At this moment, the man stood in front of his father's coffin and glared at a bank teller.
"Say it again in front of my dad! He's here now, and I have my household registration and all my ID documents! Why can't you let me withdraw money to close my account?!"
Seeing the police arrive, the man's anger did not diminish at all. He pointed at the teller and complained again.
"I came here yesterday and you said there was no street certificate. I came here today and you said I needed a personal authorization letter. My father is gone, so how can I get an authorization letter?!
I think your bank did it on purpose! You held up my dad's savings and refused to let anyone claim them, and in the end all the money was swallowed up by your bank!"
The manager's face turned ugly when he heard the man's accusation, especially when he saw Jiang Xuxu and the photographer behind her who came in with the police, he hurriedly spoke up.
"Mr. Li, you are slandering us! We are a legitimate bank and would never do such a thing!"
The young teller in charge had been hiding behind his manager, but when he saw the police coming, he toughened up a bit.
"That's right. And that's the bank's policy. Even if you bring the old man's body here, you still don't have his authorization letter, so you can't withdraw money on his behalf..."
Without waiting for the man to speak, the teller continued,
"And I just checked. Your old man has no deposit in our bank. His original 190,000 deposit was converted into a five-year fixed-term financial insurance policy as early as March..."
"What?!"
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