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Chapter 0094

Regarding his son, Ji Fuhua still doesn't know the little tricks he has in mind.

Even though he knew that this kid was exaggerating, it was hard to teach him a lesson in front of Fang Feiyang.

Old Man Ji shook his head helplessly and said: "Okay, then tell me what latest information you got from your friends. I also want to know about it. After all, I have some friendship with Old Man Wang from Jibaoxuan."

Fang Feiyang was delighted that Young Master Ji's connections were indeed not very strong. He found out about it so quickly and hurried forward to hear what was said about the case within the police station. When Su Yazhi asked, he would be able to give an explanation.

It turns out that the real name of the middle-aged man who set up the trap with the colorful gourd bottle is Zhao Junyong. This guy has several identities. In front of Jibaoxuan Wang Shubin, he calls himself Wu Bo, a real estate owner in Shaoxing, Zhejiang; and in Jinling, the Tang Dynasty man

In front of the boss, he pretended to be a supplier of solar photovoltaic silicon materials. He created a fake identity, Gu Chenghao, and prepared to repeat the same trick. He used the remaining gourd bottles from the first game to change the location and set up another scam.

Fortunately, Fang Feiyang overheard them talking about the colorful treasure gourd bottle while eating and broke the scam. Otherwise, Boss Tang from Jinling would have been in trouble. Not only would he have spent millions to collect imitation bottles worth dozens of yuan,

Porcelain will also be defrauded along with the company's tens of millions of business. Because Zhao also used his identity as a supplier of silicon raw materials to trick Boss Tang into signing a fake trade contract. In that case, the loss would be huge!

Ji Yunyi was in high spirits, sputtering and telling Fang Feiyang what happened after Zhao Junyong was arrested and brought to justice by the Suzhou police.

"That's it? Are you done?..." Fang Feiyang stared at Young Master Ji with wide eyes.

"Yes! No, he admitted to both fraud cases... Oh, oh, you want to ask that 'acetone policewoman', yes, I understand, I will tell you slowly later..."

Young Master Ji suddenly realized it and winked at Fang Feiyang, meaning that it was not very convenient to talk about this in front of his father now, so let's talk privately.

Fang Feiyang couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't care about Tong Caini's gossip information.

"No, this case is obviously a gang fraud and cannot be completed by one person. Take Jibaoxuan's case as an example. This guy arranged it for two years to get close to Wang Shubin and gain trust. This is not what ordinary people can do.

It can be done. Also, where is the stolen money? Didn’t he explain the whereabouts of the 6 million funds?"

Fang Feiyang really wanted to step forward and kick Mr. Ji Er in the ass. Who did this guy think he was? What Fang Feiyang cared about was his criminal accomplices, the stolen funds and Mr. Bao behind the scenes.

Because in the air-raid shelter in Huangpao Mountain, the man surnamed Zhao personally admitted that there was a big shot behind him - Mr. Bao. When the subsequent case was heard, why didn't we hear about the mastermind behind it?

Ji Yunyi scratched his head, obviously not thinking about these issues, and murmured: "Director Jin didn't tell me these things! He is Tong Caini's superior. Could it be that the 'acetone policewoman' did not report truthfully to the leader?"

The second young master Ji started talking about Tong Caini again.

In fact, it was not that Officer Tong Caini of the Criminal Fraud Division did not report the truth to her superiors. On the contrary, after the police officers from their unit brought back the scammer Zhao Junyong, they conducted a sudden interrogation overnight.

It's a pity that people like Zhao Junyong, who are from thousands of sects, don't have the best mental quality, and the sect's hierarchy is very strict. I would rather bear it all with my head down than confess my accomplices, let alone expose the behind-the-scenes secrets.

The boss, Baoye, will tell you. Otherwise, he will suffer the most severe and painful punishment.

Therefore, except for the established identity and background information, the police did not find any valuable information. Moreover, the abbot of Zhongli Taoist Temple, Lao Dao, was an old gangster that Zhao Junyong randomly found in the local area, and he did not know anything about it.

This morning at the city bureau, one of the reasons why Tong Caini gritted her teeth and refused to relax was because their interrogation work was not progressing well and no useful information was obtained.

In the Huangpao Mountain air-raid shelter at that time, Zhao Junyong used threats and inducements, and in the end, he carried out the great god Bao Ye with a stern look. He spoke more in the air-raid shelter than in the police station.

That's because the objects and environments are different.

As the core general of Qianmen, facing Fang Feiyang, a young man who had just set foot in the world to fight against injustice (at least this is how Zhao Junyong defined Fang Feiyang), of course he had to take the lead and send someone to suppress him.

Fang Feiyang.

In the eyes of these old swindlers, the rules of the world are like this. Some things can be said clearly on the road, but the same words cannot be said in front of law enforcement agencies.

Fang Feiyang was helpless and sighed deeply, thinking: At least I know that there is a giant crocodile named "Master Bao" hidden behind this matter. The efficiency of this public security agency is not as good as mine. After reviewing it for several days, only

After getting this useless information, Su Yatou wants to ask, how should I reply to her?

If Tong Caini heard what he said, ice would probably freeze on her already stern face.

Mr. Ji, who had been listening quietly, changed his usual playful face and became a little serious. He took out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes, handed one to Fang Feiyang, and said, "Xiao Fang, this kind of thing will be handled by the government's public security department from now on."

Go ahead and stop worrying about it."

Fang Feiyang took the cigarette and lit it, "I know, it was purely a coincidence that I met this liar in Jinling. By some strange combination of circumstances, I followed him all the way. It's quite dangerous now that I think about it."

Fang Feiyang said it very politely. In fact, with his current skills, he is more than enough to deal with people like Zhao Junyong.

Ji Fuhua pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Fang, this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There are dangers hidden behind it. You can talk to Old Man Song when you go back and he will tell you what to do..."

When Fang Feiyang heard this, he was shocked and his eyes flashed.

There is something in Mr. Ji’s words!

Is he alluding to the mastermind behind this antique fraud case?

Just when Fang Feiyang wanted to continue to pry out something from Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji changed the subject, returned to a smiling expression, shook his head gently and said:

"By the way, Xiaofang, I met Wang Shubin from Jibaoxuan in the teahouse today. We two old men drank tea and chatted, and he even talked about you in front of me... Although the old Wangtou did not deliberately express

No need to show anything, but I can see that he is very grateful to you!"

Fang Feiyang smiled sheepishly and said: "Thank you for what I did, but I didn't do him any favors. He still hasn't recovered his 6 million."

Ji Fuhua waved his hand, with a look of helplessness on his old face, "That's not what you said. Old Wangtou was set up to take away 6 million. In the end, it was him who caught the eye. There are rules in the industry. In the past,

He can't blame others. When everyone in the circle regards this matter as a topic of laughter after dinner, you can pursue the suspect without hesitation. For this, old man, I also admire you."

Ji Fuhua smiled and gave a thumbs up to Fang Feiyang.

"However, I still say that if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, I am afraid this matter will never end. In the future, you must pay attention to safety and not act recklessly." After praising Mr. Ji, he did not forget to remind him again.

"I got it, old man!" Fang Feiyang nodded repeatedly.

To be honest, when Fang Feiyang pursued the Qianmen swindler, he never thought that it was to help Wang Shubin of Jibaoxuan recover the huge amount of money he had defrauded.

Wang Shubin of Jibaoxuan is quite old. As the owner of a century-old store, he also has a certain reputation in the Sioux City antique circle. But he is a bit pretentious and does not take ordinary people seriously. Previously, Qiao Jianjun took Fang Feiyang for appraisal.

When I was selling the colorful gourd bottle, I had a conflict with the boss of Jibaoxuan.

However, now that the matter has passed, Fang Feiyang doesn't take it to heart. Now he just sympathizes with Wang Shubin a little bit.

Ji Fuhua said with emotion: "If you make a mistake once, your wisdom will be lost...Today in the teahouse, Lao Wangtou told me a lot of bitterness. I am afraid that his Jibaoxuan will not be able to continue operating, and it may be necessary."

Transfer it out.”

"Jibaoxuan wants to transfer?..."

Fang Feiyang was suddenly startled.

This was something beyond Fang Feiyang's expectation.

Jibao

.

Moreover, Fang Feiyang knew the location of Jibaoxuan's store very well. It was close to the big archway of the Confucian Temple Antique Market in Suzhou City, facing north and south. In front of the store was the main road of the antique market, with a large flow of people.

Fang Feiyang picked up a seal of the Yuan Dynasty in Ba Siba for the first time and asked the shopkeeper to authenticate it in Jibaoxuan.

It is such a famous antique store that has fallen into such a predicament due to a fraud case and is on the verge of being transferred.

"Mr. Ji, please help me ask. If Boss Wang really wants to sell the store, I would like to sell it."
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