Chapter 20 I Still Have the Evidence You Want

"Old Zhang, I heard you said before that you want to make a lot of money, even if you risk your life, it doesn't matter, is it true?"

"That's right, my body is getting worse day by day, I'm sick. Look at my neck, the aneurysm, the doctor has already told me that if there is no operation, it won't be too long."

"Is this aneurysm so severe?"

"That's right, it's similar to cancer, but this operation is curable, but it's expensive. How can I afford the 300,000 operation fee?"

"I do have a way, if you are willing to do it, it can fulfill you."

"What way?"

"There is a man surnamed Chen, a nail shop, who is stuck in one place. My boss offered him 6 million yuan, but he still wants to raise the price. Do you think this person is greedy?"

"6 million? Hey, it's really fucking greedy."

"No, they just sell a broken building and get 6 million easily, are you convinced?"

"Definitely not convinced."

"So, you should find a way to mess with him, anyway, you have a disease all over your body. If you succeed, I promise to give you 200,000."

"Fuck him? Why?"

"Then you have to find a way. Anyway, our purpose is to let him sell the house. It's that simple. At present, they refuse to sell, and they are not short of money. When they are short of money, they will probably beg grandpa to sue grandma. It's for sale."

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"Do you see how I want to make a joke? Don't say what I said. "

"How could it be? My mouth is tight."

"I also know about your family's situation, so I take care of you. In fact, if this matter is thrown out, many people will rush to do it."

"This...let me think about it."

"Row."

In Chen Ji restaurant, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

More than a dozen police officers gathered around.

The seven or eight bastards were trembling, holding their chests up like sitting on pins and needles, just like those good students who went to elementary school and wanted to show themselves in front of the teacher.

The recording file in the mobile phone, playing here, the first recording file is over.

Chen Yiyuan turned up the volume so that everyone could hear it clearly.

Zhang Hongfu also didn't say a word, but his face turned blue and white.

Several times, he looked at Chen Jing angrily.

But he saw that Chen Jing was eating chili diced chicken like a normal person.

Of course Zhang Hongfu is familiar with this recording file, he also heard it once last night.

And now, this recording file appeared in Chen Yiyuan's hands, so there is no doubt that it should be the good thing that this little bastard, Chen Jing, did.

Because yesterday, only Chen Jing touched his father's cell phone.

However, in such a short time yesterday, how did Chen Jing know that there was a recording in the phone? And afterward, pretending to be nothing?

"Zhang Hongfu, does the sound played in this recording file sound familiar?" Chen Yiyuan asked suddenly.

"Familiar? Are you familiar? Is it familiar? What is this?" Zhang Hongfu refused to admit it.

"Let's listen to it again, there are 6 recording files." Chen Yiyuan clicked on the second one.

In the mobile phone, there was another voice soon.

——"Okay, I'll do it, that son of a bitch surnamed Chen is so greedy. 6 million is not enough, and we can't earn that money after working hard for a lifetime. I don't have the psychological burden to cheat him .”

"Hey, that's right. As long as it's done, 200,000 will be 200,000. I'll send it to your house immediately."

"Then you have to make written evidence."

"Are you stupid, can you establish evidence for this matter? But if you really want to do it, I can give you 50,000 first to show your sincerity."

"That's fine, you give me the money, and I'll get him tomorrow."

"Let me remind you, this man surnamed Chen opened a restaurant, and every day at five or six o'clock in the morning,

He will go to the Mingyang Big Market to buy goods. If you want to find opportunities, you might as well find a way on his way to buy goods. "

"to make!"

This is the second recording file, which is shorter than the first.

"Do you want to listen again? Is this voice really unfamiliar to you?"

Chen Yiyuan looked at Zhang Hongfu with burning eyes.

Zhang Hongfu was still holding on, and said with a sideways face: "I don't think it sounds familiar. Why does the dialogue in this recording sound so much like acting? Could it be that you asked someone to record it?"

He can hold on here, but those bastards are a little wobbly at the moment.

They all grew up together, so how could they not hear Zhang Junnian's voice?

Before, they didn't know the truth of the matter, so out of brotherly loyalty, they followed together.

After listening to the recording now, I realized that the Zhang family and his son were doing something illegal.

And they followed to make trouble, the fuck, are they also considered accomplices?

Thinking this way in their hearts, the few of them are hesitant to speak but stop wanting to confess their innocence, and they are frank and lenient.

"Your mouth is still quite hard."

"Don't think that I don't understand law because I haven't read any books. I know it after watching too much TV. Just a recording can't prove anything. I'm here to ask you for life-saving money. If you delay deliberately, If something happened to my dad, I will definitely sue you." Zhang Hongfu said fiercely.

"Sue me? Today, I just found a lawyer." Chen Yiyuan said, and asked the man next to him with a briefcase: "Lawyer Zhou, if I sue them in this case, what is the success rate?"

Lawyer Zhou: "I dare not say that the success rate is 100%. There is still a 99% success rate. Zhang's father and son deliberately framed it, which has constituted a number of criminal offenses. Half of my life, no accident, should be spent in a prison cell."

"That's good." Chen Yiyuan nodded.

In fact, he still feels a little regretful, that is, he failed to bring Wang Yaohua, the son of the real estate tycoon, to justice.

That recording file really cannot be regarded as direct evidence.

Furthermore, the person who talked to Zhang Junnian was not Wang Yaohua himself.

So this follow-up matter can only be handed over to the police.

At this moment, Zhang Hongfu's heart is actually very empty.

The recording files were exposed, and all the confidence in his heart had been drained away.

Right now, I'm really struggling.

"Stop scaring people here, Team Liu, tell me, can this recording be used as direct evidence?" Zhang Hongfu asked Liu Qisheng.

As a veteran police officer, Liu Qisheng hadn't seen anything before?

He also knew everything a long time ago. The reason why he made this announcement was to see whether Zhang Hongfu wanted to be lenient when he confessed or if he wanted to be strict when he resisted.

"The audio recording cannot be used as direct evidence," Liu Qisheng said.

With Liu Dui's confirmation, Zhang Hongfu once again had hope in his empty heart.

"Did you hear? It's useless to play tricks. You keep saying that my dad hurt you. But you have nothing to do, and my dad is lying in the hospital suffering. If you want evidence, bring decent evidence, don't All of these are missing.” Zhang Hongfu slapped a cup off the table.

At this moment, Chen Jing, who was eating spicy chicken, suddenly counted the time and turned on the TV and turned the volume to the maximum.

"Dad, the car in the news looks familiar."

The noon news was playing on the TV on the wall of the restaurant, and the scene at this time happened to be a clear video of a car accident.

"News broadcast, in the early morning of May 6th, some citizens photographed a tricycle driving in the wrong direction and deliberately crashing into a small truck on the way to Mingyang Market..."