916: Chapter 501: Not Alone_3 916: Chapter 501: Not Alone_3 “Yan Xiaofei!” Miss Xu San roared in anger.
“These are all the original furniture the house ca with, which I’ve been using for so long.
If you replace one more piece, it won’t be original anymore.”
As she spoke, she looked stricken and went to pick up the ‘phoenix head,’ wiped it with a cloth, and carefully placed it back where it had fallen: “No need to get a new one, let’s just use this one!
I’m attached to things I’m used to.
I’ll just buy so glue and stick it back myself after school tomorrow.”
Yan Fei was puzzled.
How could Miss Xu San grow attached to sothing she’d been using for less than two months?
He was baffled and didn’t realize the expression on the girl’s face as she wiped the wood, sly and cunning.
He quietly worked for half the day and didn’t dare bring up the matter of the clothes anymore…
While Xu Xiaoyan was playing tricks on Yan Xiaofei, the middle-aged man by the river, the young man, and the three young n in uniform had finally dug up the item they were looking for.
Looking at the large hole, the middle-aged man smacked his lips.
“Is Boss Yan bored or sothing?
Was there a need to bury sothing so deep?”
It really was deep; they had dug more than a ter before they could even see the item.
To get everything out, they had to keep digging.
If it weren’t for finding the ‘special’ mark that Yan Fei had placed here, if they weren’t sure that he wasn’t joking about this kind of thing, they would have called Yan Fei several tis midway through digging to ask if he was deliberately tricking them.
Only when the items gradually reerged did the young n stop complaining.
Especially the three who arrived later and didn’t witness Boss Yan’s lazy behavior, they had even more respect for this Boss Yan whom they had heard of but never t.
The man was a genius; several million in cash was neatly packaged with labels indicating where it was taken from.
There wasn’t less than what they had investigated in the past few days or according to the testimonies; on the contrary, there was quite a bit more—clearly, those people were either trying to hide sothing or had secreted away so much money they couldn’t keep track themselves.
There were also ledgers, docunts, hidden jewelry, even a safe.
These items were categorized just as clearly; the papers pinpointed where they were found and which major figures were involved.
In the end, none of the five n were left idle; each carried a bag of items along the narrow path toward the vehicle.
As they walked, the young man who had t Yan Fei with the middle-aged man suddenly spoke up, “Uncle Wang, isn’t Boss Yan sowhat careless in his work?
Look at this handwriting; a comparison later would prove that you wrote it, wouldn’t it?”
Another young man with glasses brightened at this reminder, “Right!
He probably overlooked this detail.
Think about it, he had to move all these items here and bury them so deeply, he probably forgot about this during the burial…”
The middle-aged man chuckled and said, “Xiao Liu, let those two carry the safes.
If you don’t work carefully and use your brains, you’ll have to do more physical labor.
Once we get there, I’ll give you two an analysis.
By the way, Xiao Liu, did you two notice anything?”
The two young n, who were ruefully feeling the ache on their shoulders from carrying the heavy safe with the shovel, quickly swapped items with the other two young n.
After pondering for a mont while exchanging, they finally answered, “We didn’t notice anything!
The handwriting looks the sa to us, nor does it seem deliberately scribbled.”
The middle-aged man burst into laughter and handed over his own load, “You two might as well carry a bit more too!”
It really was heavy; the cash alone was a substantial weight, not to ntion all the other items wrapped in conveniently grabbed bedsheets and covers.
They didn’t dare mix them up by unwrapping, so they just carried, hoisted, and walked with the bundles as they were.
The four young n carried their loads all the way to the vehicle, and after everything was loaded, the middle-aged man revealed the answer, “If you tried to match the handwriting, you would definitely not find any results.
Don’t believe ?
Go try…”
When the young n pressed for more answers, the middle-aged man fell silent.
He too was perplexed; could it be that Boss Yan had an accomplice?
His judgnt was straightforward; with his high rank, abundant data access, and extensive experience.
Yan Fei’s handwriting couldn’t fool anyone; he had seen Yan Fei’s handwriting, and at the ti he was impressed that such a young Boss Yan could write so well.
The handwriting on these items was nothing like it.
In fact, his guess was not far off the mark; Boss Yan indeed wasn’t working alone.
If their imaginations could soar beyond the skies, and they were powerful enough to obtain handwriting samples from a kidnapping case where an ard kidnapper was involved.
A comparison would show that this handwriting matched that of the kidnapper’s—though in reality, this was impossible, as No.1 Coolie hadn’t written anything in years and wouldn’t leave any handwriting behind.
Of course, it was unlikely anyone had such a vivid imagination.
This was frankly sothing unthinkable, and with those two fugitives having vanished for more than a couple of days, who could possibly imagine?
In this affair, No.1 Coolie indeed made a contribution.
When it ca to ‘bad deeds,’ his experience far surpassed that of Yan Fei’s.
The matter certainly wouldn’t end as Yan Fei expected, but relying on his ‘Seventy-two changes’ and No.1 Coolie filling in the gaps, he had virtually left no trace behind.
Even though everyone with knowledge of the situation now knew he was responsible for the deed, besides those two days when his whereabouts were unaccounted for, no other evidence could be found.
That was precisely the effect he wanted: to be known as the perpetrator and yet to remain untouchable.
The thought alone was one word: Thrilling.
So he was in good spirits at the mont.
While others were working overti sorting through his evidence, he was again indulging in shaless deeds: “My good wife Xiao Xingxing, I’ll be ho tomorrow.
Just wear that dress for to see, okay…”
“Beat it, you filthy rogue.
Didn’t Minister Pan of the ard departnt just tell you to hurry back, saying so military personnel might co for inspections these days?” The girl reached for a pillow and hurled it at him.
“If I don’t get a peek, I won’t rest in peace—no, that’s not right, I won’t leave in peace…” the rogue replied.
“Then go to your death…” the girl bellowed.
“Just one look, just one quick look, hurry up and wear it so I can see!”
“No way…”
“So you want to not wear anything, is that okay?”
“You’re asking for it…”
“It’s what I long for…”
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