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Chapter 40 Even more confused after opening the box (for further reading)

Chapter 40 I’m even more confused after opening the box (please follow up)

Author: bamboo leaf cake

Chapter 40 I’m even more confused after opening the box (please follow up)

Xu Jingxian knew nothing about Han Jiangxiao's despair.

Otherwise, he would definitely wish him a bright future in person.

At this time, he was standing in the workshop of a meat processing plant, with safes and cutting tools in front of him.

"Prosecutor, do you need my help?" Kim Jong-in next to him asked, staring at the safe curiously.

This slaughterhouse belongs to the Seven Star Group.

Although the Seven Star Group was seized.

But the book funds have been transferred by Kim Jong-in.

Serious assets such as hotels, bars, entertainment companies, and real estate companies have also been divested.

This slaughterhouse is one of them.

Kim Jong-in will reorganize the company. The name Qixing will definitely no longer be used. The new name will be Hanjiang Group.

Xu Jingxian recommended two unscrupulous lawyers, Song Zhiyao and Zhang Youwei, to him.

Xu Jingxian can tolerate Kim Jong-in as long as he doesn't take drugs and doesn't specialize in killing people, setting fires and forcing girls into prostitution.

At the same time, he also gave him some tips. Next, Hanjiang Group will focus on the entertainment industry to enrich the people's spare time life, and also enrich his night life.

The main reason is that he remembered that South Korea will focus on developing cultural tourism from next year, and the Korean Wave will begin to sweep across Asia, and Hanjiang Group has an advantage in this area.

Xu Jingxian looked back at Kim Jongin and said calmly: "Do you know what secret I have?"

"I don't know." Jin Zhongren shook his head subconsciously.

Xu Jingxian smiled: "Then do you want to know?"

"I don't want to." Jin Zhongren came back to his senses, his face changed instantly, he took a step back and bowed and said: "Prosecutor, I'm waiting outside the door. If you need help, please...please think of a solution yourself."

He turned around mid-sentence, bowed again, and left without looking back.

"Idiot." Xu Jingxian cursed. With his brain, even if he was involved in the underworld, he was afraid of going bankrupt, so I suggested that he find a professional manager for the company.

Then put on a protective mask, then energize the cutting tool, press the switch, and cut into the safe.

"Buzz-buzz-sizzle-"

The noise was deafening and sparks flew everywhere.

A gap appeared in the safe, and then gradually expanded as time went by, eventually becoming a hole the size of a soup bowl. Only then did Xu Jingxian stop.

With the help of the light, you can see from the hole that the safe contains documents, watches, U.S. dollars, etc. In addition, there is a pistol and two full magazines.

"Hiding guns privately." Xu Jingxian muttered to himself.

Prosecutors are not equipped with guns because they usually take command at the scene and rarely go into battle in person.

Even if you need to use a gun, the police will have it.

As a prosecutor, almost no one in South Korea dares to do it, because killing prosecutors is cost-effective.

So there is basically no personal safety issue.

My dear brother, in this situation, he always keeps a powerful pistol like USP at home. Is this in the river?

Moreover, this gun is obviously ready for use. If it is simply stored, the magazine will not be filled with bullets.

Xu Jingxian also played with guns in his previous life abroad.

After all, it is a gun battle suit, and it is not too dangerous to play with guns.

So I am naturally no stranger to the use of firearms.

He first took out the pistol and checked it, then inserted it into his lower back and started cleaning other things.

Watches, dollars, etc. are simply ignored.

Mainly looking for a diary.

"Passport?" Xu Jingxian frowned when he saw a passport. He turned around the bedroom and saw clearly that his good brother's passport and other certificates were on the bedside table.

After opening the passport, Xu Jingxian's face became brighter.

There is no problem with the other information above.

But in the name column it says: Xu Jingwen.

This passport uses his profile information.

To the original owner, it was a real passport, but to the good brother, it was a fake passport. He was obviously planning to impersonate the original owner and flee the country at a critical moment.

When you are a corrupt official, it is normal to prepare for your fallback.

Xu Jingxian didn't care and continued to dunk in the hole.

However, the cabinet was emptied and the diary was not found.

"Have you changed your diary writing habit?"

Xu Jingxian was somewhat disappointed.

After all, he has always wanted to understand the wonderful but short life of his good brother through the diary.

But while I am disappointed, I am also a little impressed.

This is a habit that even Chang Kaishen can’t change!

Without a diary, Xu Jingxian turned his attention to paper documents, but was disappointed to find that they were basically work-related data.

Only one photo caught his attention.

The background of the photo is at a party. They are all young men and women under the age of forty. There are 32 people in total.

The good brother is standing at the edge.

Just like a miner.

Although they are all considered young people, the gap between their twenties and thirties is still relatively large. Why did my dear brother specifically put this photo in the safe?

Is it important?

Xu Jingxian suddenly saw a familiar face.

It's my immediate boss who I just met today.

Zhang Richeng, Minister of the Third Criminal Department.

He was standing far away from his good brother. It can be inferred that they were not familiar with each other at this time. Otherwise, given Zhang Richeng's friendly attitude two days ago, he would have subconsciously stood together when they took the photo.

After opening the safe, Xu Jingxian had more doubts in his heart. The biggest puzzle was where did the money that the good brother was greedy for go? It was all his money!

If it was given to other leaders, he would not leave behind the account book, but there is no such thing in the safe.

"If I don't keep the good habit of writing a diary, it will leave a trap for me." Xu Jingxian is full of resentment towards his eldest brother. Don't expect to burn gold ingots for him during holidays in the future.

After sorting out the weapons, gold coins and paper documents that were revealed when he opened the box, Xu Jingxian stood up and walked out.

"Prosecutor, you're done." Seeing Xu Jingxian coming out, Kim Jong-in rushed to greet him.

Xu Jingxian said: "I'm leaving first. If you need anything, call me. By the way, don't say that I asked you to help me in vain today. I'll leave the safe in the house to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the parking lot.

"Thank you, prosecutor." Kim Jong-in stayed for a moment and then bowed his thanks. After Xu Jingxian walked away, he cursed and complained: "Aren't you just asking me to dispose of the garbage?"

He waved and called a younger brother: "Don't tell me that your trip was in vain today. I'll leave you the safe in the house, and you can sell it for hundreds of thousands of scraps."

"..." I had to say thank you against my will.

this is life.

………………

Xu Jingxian returned home first.

There is no one at home, so my sister-in-law and my cheap dad should have gone to prepare for the funeral of my eldest brother.

He put the things in the study and hid them.

Then we drove to Park's house to drive.

When I arrived, I parked the car, took out the wine I bought on the road, took two swigs of it, and spilled some on myself.

Then he pretended to be drunk and rang the doorbell.

"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"

Soon the door opened.

"Prosecutor Xu!" Sun Yanzhu was immediately surprised when she saw that the person coming was Xu Jingxian, her pretty face turned red, and then she smelled the smell of alcohol: "Why did you drink so much alcohol?"

"I...wuwuwu..."

Xu Jingxian burst into tears before he could speak, and threw himself directly into Sun Yanzhu's arms. They fell to the ground together, and the facial cleanser almost suffocated him on the spot.

This skirt is really white, no, this skirt is really big.

"Ah! Xu Jian, get up quickly, what's wrong with you?" Sun Yanzhu panicked, fearing that the neighbors would see this scene, and pushed the door shut with her little white feet: "Xu Jian, what happened?"

As the saying goes, a man will not shed tears easily, but he has not yet reached the sad point. Prosecutor Xu was so sad.

"My wife discovered the residual smell of your perfume on me. I can't explain it. After all, I'm sorry for her." Xu Jingxian looked at her face to face and said.

"Ah!" Sun Yanzhu's face turned pale, and her heart was filled with self-blame and guilt: "I...I'll explain it to you."

"It's useless." Xu Jingxian shook his head. He seemed to be a little drunk. Suddenly he looked at Sun Yanzhu's face with his eyes dreamily, and then kissed him directly.

Sun Yanzhu was caught off guard. Her delicate body froze, her beautiful eyes widened, and her toes stretched out. She was about to struggle subconsciously, but when she thought about Xu Jingxian's sadness, it was caused by herself.

Out of guilt I decided to make it up to him.

An hour later, Sun Yanzhu dragged her slightly tired body up from the ground and said with a lingering lingering look on her pretty face: "I'm going to cook some sobering soup for Xu Jian."

Prosecutor Xu is still so capable when he is drunk.

"I'm sorry Yanzhu, I was drunk." Xu Jianxian seemed to have sobered up a little at this time. He slapped his forehead with self-reproach and apologized: "I had sex after drinking..."

"It doesn't matter, it's all because of me that things turned out like this. Are you in a better mood now?" Sun Yanzhu asked softly with a blush on her cheeks.

"Much better, just a little dizzy." Xu Jingxian pinched his eyebrows and turned his head pretending to be uncomfortable. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a group photo placed on the entrance cabinet, and he blurted out: "Sun Yanzhen."

"Prosecutor Xu, do you know my sister?" Sun Yanzhu raised her head from his arms and asked with a surprised look on her face.

"Your sister?" Looking at the two sisters in the group photo who have similar eyebrows but different styles, Xu Jingxian, who had just felt satisfied, felt that there was still a long way to go.

Sun Yanzhen is known as the South Korean angel. Not only does she have a pure appearance, but she also has a good figure. Who can refuse this.

Just as sisters walk together, the flowers bloom side by side.

Xu Jingxian looked back and made an excuse: "I read your information when I checked Deputy Chief Pu."

"Oh." Sun Yanzhu didn't doubt it either.

That night Xu Jingxian stayed overnight at Pu's house on the pretext of drinking and not driving, and then drove like crazy all night long.

But drunk driving is wrong, please don’t imitate it.

Stay in Park An-ryong's room, sleep in Park An-ryong's bed, and play with Park An-ryong's wife, the whole package.

Pu Anlong was huddled in the corner of the detention center with his eyes empty. The lonely night and the cold wall all made him miss his wife's tenderness and consideration.

My mind is full of Sun Yanzhu's voice and smile.

All kinds of reluctance and sorrow came to my heart in turn.

There was once a gentle and beautiful wife in front of him that he did not cherish. If God gave him another chance, he should at least say something to Xu Jingxian:

Be gentle, she's afraid of pain.

This is a 3,000-word post. I will be transitioning the plot over the past two days. I am probably not good at this. I am directly giving information to prepare for the subsequent plot. After all, there can be no high court without foreplay. If anyone still says this to me

water……

Please give me a monthly ticket! Please read more! Please help me with the data and some good recommendations before it is put on the shelves. Thousands of people will be put on the shelves every day!

(End of chapter)


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