After saying that, the subordinate looked at him suspiciously.
There is no other reason than that the content of this letter is too ambiguous. Without you, today would not be what it is today. Let’s think about today’s events.
Doesn't this mean, thank you for the information you provided, which enabled us to successfully rob?
Are these your hard-earned fees?
When he thought of this, his subordinates couldn't help but put their hands on his waist, and at the same time stared at him, for fear that he would dare to make any move.
But Governor Guizi was not involved in this. When he heard this, Governor Guizi’s head was filled with questions, and he did not realize what was going on for a while.
What kind of thank-you letter is this? How can he still thank himself?
Especially at this time, the case of gold being robbed inexplicably is already confusing enough, and now there is another case like this.
What kind of thank you letter, coupled with a sum of money as a gift to myself, combined with today's event, it is difficult not to think of it together.
"Asshole, why are you staring at me? Do you think I planned this?" Seeing the strangeness in his words, the Japanese president said angrily.
"I don't dare!" Upon seeing this, his subordinates hurriedly paused.
The Japanese governor didn't bother to care about him. He looked like he had a headache. He leaned back in his chair and kept pinching the bridge of his nose to relieve the pressure.
In fact, it was the devil's president who deserved his misfortune. The driver did owe a large amount of gambling debts and loan sharks.
But he had some bad luck recently and made a lot of money from buying tickets. Not only did he pay off all his debts, but he also had a lot of money left.
As for the thank-you letter, it was mainly because the bank manager had encouraged him when he was in difficulty, encouraged him to look forward, and also provided him with help.
So when he made a lot of money, this guy immediately thought of paying back his money and giving him an extra sum of money as a thank you.
Finally, he felt that just giving money was not formal enough, so he simply wrote a letter of thanks to show formality.
I originally planned to give it to the president later, but I didn't expect such an accident, and everything collided.
In the end, the favor was not repaid, and a lot of dirty water was poured on him.
"Baga!" the Japanese president cursed and said to the driver: "Drive quickly."
The Japanese governor suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. If he couldn't explain the matter clearly, he would really be doomed.
There was only one feeling in his heart, he wanted to cry but had no tears. Why was he so unlucky? As soon as this incident came out, almost all the fingers were pointed at himself.
This is definitely a long-planned conspiracy, and it is completely aimed at myself.
Otherwise, how could things turn out like this?
He didn't know anything. As a result, everyone who was related to this matter was also related to him.
He took it for granted. When the team members did this, they didn't think so much. Except for the gold, and the collusion with the forgery, everything was almost an accident.
After receiving the president's order, the driver stepped on the accelerator and sped all the way to the suburbs.
After arriving at the destination, President Guizi jumped out of the car and ran towards the transport vehicle.
"How's the inspection going?" the president asked hurriedly.
"Reporting to the president, the initial judgment is that there was collusion between internal and external parties. Because the spoils were unevenly distributed, the driver was killed." The man who was inspecting paused.
"Why do you say that?" the president asked hurriedly.
He couldn't figure out why this gold robbery suddenly turned into internal and external collusion?
"No traces of struggle were found at the scene, and the footsteps outside were a bit messy." His subordinates responded hurriedly.
"According to the information we received from inquiries along the way, the vehicle did not follow the original route, but instead drove straight towards the suburbs."
After thinking for a while, the subordinate hurriedly said: "By the way, after a traffic accident on the road, the vehicle transporting gold chose another intersection!
This was so strange. There was no way to reach the hotel at that intersection, but he was far away from the route.
Therefore, judging from these traces, the car at the intersection was trying to attract attention and then force the vehicle to stop.
Finally, when everyone's attention was attracted, they took the opportunity to sneak into the car, and finally they dispersed.
This should be where they divided the spoils, because the footsteps on the ground are messy and messy, as if they were trying to confuse something."
"I still don't understand why it is judged that the spoils are unevenly divided?" President Guizi was really puzzled.
Of course, he knew his subordinates very well. Even if he was short of money, he would never dare to do something like this that would kill his whole family.
What's more, it has been done long ago. There are too many opportunities to make money in front of you. Why do you have to wait for today? What's more, you have to rob a nobleman of his gold. Isn't this just asking for death?
"Because no traces of struggle were found in the car." The subordinate responded honestly.
The Japanese president was puzzled and asked, "What's going on?"
"This shows that they are very familiar with each other, and can even be said to be acquaintances, so the driver of the car was not wary." The subordinate said.
The Japanese governor nodded slightly. If it was really a stranger, the driver would have fired. In order to prevent being robbed, a pistol was also prepared in the car.
"It was because of their acquaintance that when the spoils were unevenly divided, the driver wanted to draw his gun and shoot. In the end, he didn't have time to draw out his gun and was stabbed to death." the subordinate continued.
"This also shows that they did not want others to discover this matter, so they did not use guns, because once they used guns, it would inevitably attract people's attention.
By then they will not have time to move the gold, and all their efforts will be in vain."
"Is this your judgment, or did you ask for help?" the Japanese president asked with a frown.
He suddenly realized a serious issue. This matter was strictly ordered to be kept secret. No outsiders knew about it except those involved in the operation.
And he also knows the level of his subordinates very well. If you ask him how much the ocean weighs, he can give you an answer.
But if we analyze these things and analyze them so comprehensively, it would be a bit unreasonable.
"Reporting to the president, how can we judge this matter? We found a private detective who has cooperated with us, and this is his judgment." His subordinate hurriedly replied.
"That guy has worked with us many times and is absolutely safe."
After a pause, he sneered and continued: "And after getting a positive answer from him, we dealt with him.
This matter was of great importance, and he was also very dishonest. We were worried about causing more trouble, so we dealt with him privately.
He can never speak and is very good at keeping this secret for us."
After hearing this, the Japanese governor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Besides these, have you discovered anything else?"
What this subordinate said just now made the devil president want to pinch someone.
No wonder he suddenly felt that his subordinates had become smarter.
These should have been the work of the police station, but my own people did a lot of research and found out that there was a private detective behind it.
It's really a good thing to die. If this guy hadn't died, maybe this basin of dirty water would have been poured on him. When the time comes, with this guy here, he would really have no excuse.
Since he's dead, there's nothing to worry about. It's up to you to say anything.
"No more." The subordinate looked bitter and shook his head: "The other party behaved very professionally. He must be a professional criminal. There was no suspicious trace left at the scene."
After a pause, the subordinate continued: "By the way, the detective said that if you want to investigate, you can start with his social connections.
This driver would not do such a risky thing for no reason. If he did, it can only mean one thing, he had to do it."
"One more thing." His subordinate slapped his head and said, "By the way, he also said that we can start from the car accident on the road.
We have sent people to investigate, haven’t we found anything yet?”
"You don't need to know these." Governor Guizi said vaguely: "Since we have found it, we don't need to worry about these things for now.
Take the car back first, and then continue to investigate this matter, I don’t believe no one here has seen them!”
The group of people returned to the bank in a hurry.
Back in the office, President Guizi was about to write a report to explain the matter in detail, when he suddenly found a person sitting on the chair that originally belonged to him.
And this guy is so bold that he drinks the fine wine he has collected and smokes the cigars he has kept for many years.
He was originally very angry when he went out this time, but when he returned to his own territory, could he still be bullied?
He was about to say who is so brave.
Suddenly, I recognized that the person on the seat looked familiar.
Upon closer inspection, his legs almost gave out from fear. This person was none other than the then head of the Intelligence Section of the Japanese Army in Shanghai, Yoshin Minamida.
He was one of the people saved by the noble prince that night, and he was also one of the powerful people on the beach.
How could such a person be scolded by a small bank manager whenever he wanted? His words stuck in his throat and he couldn't even curse him.
The Japanese president complained endlessly, what happened today?
"Section Chief Nantian, why are you here?" President Jia Zi asked cautiously.
Nan Tianyangxun swayed the wine glass gently and asked without answering, "You don't seem to be surprised by my appearance?"
The Japanese governor's heart skipped a beat.
What could he wonder about? He could almost guess why such a person came here.
It was obvious that he wanted to stand up for that aristocratic young man.
Otherwise, why would he run here for nothing?
really.
Before the Japanese president got up, Nantian Yangxun picked up his wine glass, stood up, looked out the window, and asked, "How is the investigation going?"
The incident was, of course, the gold being robbed.
"Replying to your Excellency, Section Chief, we have seized the time to investigate, and I believe there will be a result soon." President Guizi replied tremblingly.
"What you call the result, is it to clear yourself of the crime, or to seize the time to transfer the gold?" Nantian Youxun snorted coldly.
Just this sentence almost scared the devil out of his courage.
He got it!
This Nantian Yangxun knows everything, he just deceived himself!
"Your Excellency, Section Chief, I really don't know anything. This matter has nothing to do with me." President Guizi said hurriedly.
"It doesn't matter?" Nantian Yangxun sneered, then picked up the documents on the table, smashed them hard, and asked: "What's going on with the cars rented out in the car dealership?"
"This..." The Japanese president was sweating coldly. How did he know what was going on? He was just a profit earner.
It's nothing more than a fake act, using the power of his own backers to make the car rental business prosperous.
"The Imperial Army has made it clear many times that anyone in Shanghai, whether they are living, opening a bank account, opening a store, or a series of other jobs, need proof of identity!"
Minami Yosun said angrily: "And the car rental agency under your name actually rented the car to a person with a false identity, so now no important information can be found!"
"I..." President Guizi wanted to explain, but he didn't know how.
"You want to explain that they gave you too much?" Minami Yosun asked coldly.
"Your Excellency, Section Chief, I don't have details about the car rental agency. If I really knew about it, I would definitely not rent the car out." The Guizizhang said hurriedly.
"What about the driver, how do you explain it?" Nantian Yangxun pressed forward step by step: "He is an old man who has been with you for many years, and he is completely your direct descendant.
Moreover, he owed a lot of money, but all his money was paid off suddenly. Do you think he might have betrayed some information?"
The Japanese president broke out in cold sweat, his legs went weak, and he knelt down, trembling and not knowing what to say.
It was good this time. I was forced into a corner without even thinking of a reason.
"Let me ask you again, what happened to the money that the driver's family prepared for you?" Nantian Yoho continued to ask.
"In addition to the money, there is actually a thank you letter. What did you do that made him willing to give you so much money and write you a letter specifically?"
Minami Yosun looked directly at the president who was lying limply on the ground and asked: "Do you think it's possible that this money is a sum of money you got after selling information.
When you saw this gold, you had evil thoughts in your heart and wanted to take it for yourself?"
"No, no, absolutely not!" the president explained hurriedly.
"Well, I..." The president searched hard for a reason: "It must be because I helped him when he was short of money, so he got angry and wanted to thank me."
Nantian Yangxun sneered and did not answer.
As the director of a special higher education course, and also the director of a special area in Shanghai, how could he not find out about this matter?
In fact, as soon as the incident broke out and there was no movement from the bank manager, he judged that the bank manager had nothing to do with the gold being robbed.
After robbing so much gold, you can live comfortably for half your life, why bother to risk it again?
Especially that letter, if he really did this, he would definitely not tell anyone about it, and this letter definitely has nothing to do with gold.
But it's one thing to know that it doesn't matter. Minami Yoshin came here today for a completely different purpose.
"Section Chief, please listen to my explanation. I can assure you that I have nothing to do with this matter." The president looked at Minami Yoshinori pleadingly.
"Oh, you said it doesn't matter, then it doesn't matter?" Nantian Yangxun said with a smile: "Then please explain, how can a small driver make such money?
I think you should know that a piece of golden information of sufficient weight can be exchanged for a generous commission. You must be cooperating inside and outside to sell the route to outsiders.
You teamed up with them to rob the gold. Afterwards, you were worried that the matter would be exposed, so you killed the driver together so that others would not know about it.
But you never expected that the driver wrote a letter directly, and now that the physical evidence is gathered, how else do you want to explain it!"
"Section Chief, you must believe me." The president said in a panic: "As long as you are willing to help me clear my name, I am willing to pay any price!"