1074: Chapter 1097: Not Simple 1074: Chapter 1097: Not Simple Just as the police chief was about to say sothing further, Jun Mochan spoke impatiently, “If you don’t believe , I can have soone bring it to you right now.”
He didn’t give the chief ti to speak; Jun Mochan imdiately called One, “Bring over the property deed and transfer information of the house Xia Qing lived in.”
One had already infiltrated the police departnt’s system.
Their every move was naturally under his surveillance, and he had begun preparing as soon as the video started playing.
By the ti Jun Mochan called, One had already input the necessary information into a prepared template, and quickly, a property deed was produced.
One had soone deliver it to Jun Mochan.
“Here it is, this is the docunt.
See for yourself if it’s the sa,” said Jun Mochan, taking out a paper from the property deed.
It was a transfer certificate.
“At that ti, the house was under the deceased’s na.
However, given what happened afterward, we naturally took it back.
We gave her a sum of money, and she agreed.
My wife has taken these back,” Jun Mochan placed the paper in front of the police chief.
The chief knew that it was impossible to force the truth out of Jun Mochan.
He rely wanted to give him a bit of a hard ti.
But what a great deal of nerve that took.
“Have you finished asking all your questions?” Jun Mochan’s smile was approachable, yet not a trace of it reached his eyes.
Under his overwhelmingly dominant presence, the police chief nearly surrendered completely.
“Clear, it’s all clear,” the police chief said, his voice trembling.
“You’ve said this case is very important.
Investigate it well.
If you can’t find the truth…
well, you won’t need to serve as the police chief anymore, understand?” Jun Mochan patted his shoulder.
That was a blatant warning, as if he was just waiting here for this.
However, the chief dared not remain silent and could only nod, “Yes, Young Master Jun, I understand.”
Finally, the police chief respectfully saw him out of the station.
“Chief, who are they?” Having seen their superior show such respect to that man, the underlings couldn’t help but feel curious.
“Don’t ask.
Don’t provoke him if it’s not necessary.
He’s not soone you can afford to cross,” the chief turned around and made a phone call.
Exiting the building and getting into the car, Ye Ranran was still not happy.
“This matter is obviously targeting us.
What do you think cos next?” Ye Ranran asked.
“It’s indeed not simple.
The Song Family must have found out about the list.
What they want is still that list,” said Jun Mochan slowly and calmly.
“Do you think they’ll start with or with you?” Ranran asked with a smile.
“Don’t worry.
I’ll handle this matter,” he would absolutely not let the Song Family blow this up.
Sitting in the car, Jun Mochan was already contacting the dia.
He had recently bought his way into the dia; even those not under his na still gave him so face.
Jun Mochan had them show him the interview video first.
Upon seeing that they only reported the facts and did not ntion Ye Ranran, he didn’t say anything else.
Then he imdiately sent his people in the police departnt on a mission to blow this matter up, better if it beca known to everyone.
“What are you doing?” Hearing Jun Mochan’s instructions, Ye Ranran grew curious.
“Nothing much.
If it blows up, it’s only natural for the major cris unit to get involved with the investigation.
Digging deeper, we can get to the Song Family.” If they wanted to throw dirt on Ye Ranran, how could he let them have their way?
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