Reborn in 97, I solved a cold case at the Municipal Bureau

Chapter 541 New and old grudges
The reason why my third uncle's company is called Qianye Trading is very simple.

Because the third aunt's name contains the character "芊" (qian), and Zhou Jianye's name contains the character "业" (ye), this naming convention is quite common, just like JD.com.

Moreover, the company names are not allowed to be exactly the same under the law, so Zhou Yi would never make a mistake.

Zhu Cong might think this Boss Feng was very impressive, but to Zhou Yi, it was like trying to hide something obvious.

This Feng Baokun is the same Feng Kun who swindled money from Uncle San.

That bastard is something else! After swindling money from his third uncle, he ran back to his hometown and used his third uncle's company to commit fraud again.

He seems to be a professional scammer.

Unexpectedly, what was originally intended as a helping hand to Mo Youyou ended up circling back to the Zhou family.

Then we'll have to settle all the old and new grudges together.

Zhou Yi put the yellow magazine back where it belonged, took the business card and walked out.

Then they asked the old lady if Zhu Cong's wife had ever met Feng Baokun.

The old lady said she wasn't sure either, but once her son took his wife to a high-end restaurant for dinner, saying that Boss Feng was treating them.

Zhou Yixin agreed, and after asking the old lady for her daughter-in-law's name and her family address, the two said goodbye.

The old lady, at a loss, pulled on Lao Mo and asked if they could persuade their daughter-in-law to have an heir for the Zhu family.

Faced with the request, Lao Mo was also at a loss, looking at Zhou Yi for help.

But Zhou Yi turned and left as if he were utterly heartless.

On the way back, Lao Mo couldn't help but complain about Zhu Cong's wife, saying that she was too cold-blooded. Little Zhu's body was barely cold, and she was already thinking about aborting the child. Wasn't she pushing Little Zhu's mother to her death?

Besides being weak-willed, a major drawback of "nice guys" is that they lack the ability to think for themselves and are easily swayed by others.

Otherwise, this old Mo wouldn't have been so foolish as to sign a guarantee for someone else.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but ask him, "Who will raise the child after it's born? Zhu Cong's mother obviously doesn't have the ability to earn money anymore, and you've seen their family's situation. This child will have to endure hardship from the moment it's born, and the child's mother will be bound by this responsibility for the rest of her life. Is it worth sacrificing two people's lives for the sake of a so-called continuation of the family line?"

Old Mo was stunned and speechless after being rebuked.

"Today's situation is partly the fault of the swindler who cheated Zhu Cong out of his money, and partly the fault of Zhu Cong himself. He knew he was the pillar of this family, yet he still wanted to take shortcuts and get something for nothing. His mother is now all alone and miserable, and Zhu Cong himself is the one who caused this situation!"

Old Mo was so frightened that he dared not speak again, and afterwards he behaved as obediently as a student who had made a mistake.

Zhou Yi wasn't unsympathetic to the old lady, but rather felt that while sympathizing with her, he couldn't sacrifice the interests, or even the lives, of others.

The child in Zhu Cong's wife's belly is different from Ge Fangfang's child, and also different from Tang Xuesheng's child.

The child is more than four months pregnant, and legally does not belong to a natural person, so it cannot be compared with the children in previous cases.

Although Zhu Cong's wife's decision may seem cold-blooded, it is at least calm and correct.

If she insists on living, then her courage and loyalty are admirable.

If she doesn't want to have children, she shouldn't be morally coerced.

Because the birth of this child would be a disastrous start, and Zhu Cong's wife would also have to gamble her life.

In the end, the only ones who were truly happy were Zhu Cong's mother and a few words of praise from those around her.

Mothers and children, yet they bear the heavy burden of life.

When they returned to Mo Youyou's house, it was already dark. The two women looked at them with anticipation in their eyes.

But at this moment, Lao Mo's face practically screamed, "I have no face to face my fellow countrymen in Jiangdong."

A table full of dishes has been prepared, including fish and meat, which is quite a feast.

However, apart from Zhou Yi, the family of three clearly had no appetite.

Mo Youyou and her mother would urge Zhou Yi to eat more, while Old Mo would shrink back and not dare to utter a word.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too oppressive, Zhou Yi decided to give them some confidence and said, "This guy surnamed Feng has probably cheated quite a few other people besides Zhu Cong. When he is caught, it is still possible to get your money back."

Mo Hanrong sighed and said, "I swear, from now on, no one will be able to borrow money from me. I won't lend them a single penny!"

Zhou Yi didn't respond to this, because cognition determines behavior, and if cognition isn't improved, even making a solemn oath is useless.

Zhou Yi reminded them of some related matters. After the meal, Mo Youyou helped her mother clear the dishes.

To alleviate his guilt, Lao Mo insisted on tidying up and washing the dishes.

Zhou Yi waved to Mo Youyou, who understood that he wanted to speak to her alone. So she led Zhou Yi into her room and closed the door behind her.

Mo Youyou's bedroom has a cute pink theme. There are no celebrity posters or anything like that, but there are many dolls and some cute handmade ornaments.

If this hadn't happened, her life would have been quite comfortable. But that's how it is for ordinary families; just one major mistake can drag the whole family into a quagmire.

"Mo Youyou, let me give you some advice."

Hearing Zhou Yi say this, she immediately became nervous. "Officer Zhou, you...you go ahead and say it."

"You can discuss it with your parents later. Starting today, you will be in charge of your family's finances."

"Ah..." Mo Youyou was shocked. "Me?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "Yes. You probably know your parents' personalities better than I do."

Zhou Yi's words were rather tactful. In reality, it meant that her parents lacked understanding and had little opinion of their own. Her father was also thin-skinned and easily influenced, and her mother had a weak personality.

Such people are inherently incapable of getting rich; they are lucky if they can live a peaceful and contented life.

The greatest luck these parents had probably all come from having a daughter who was able to get into a top university in the 1990s.

"The debt collector's claim of 60,000 is illegal. If the actual loan amount was only 20,000, then at a legal interest rate, it wouldn't be too much over a few months. I estimate that 20,000 shouldn't be too much for your family to be unable to afford, right?"

Mo You nodded. "But I've never managed any money before."

"It's okay if you've never handled money before, at least you have a brain. You know how to judge the right and wrong of a matter and the risks involved, right?"

Mo Youyou nodded repeatedly.

“Your parents are just ordinary workers, and you still have three years before you can start working, so your family’s ability to withstand risks is actually not strong. Therefore, you need to start learning how to manage money now, otherwise if something similar happens to your family again in these three years, the consequences will be very serious, and it may even affect your future prospects and development.”

These words startled Mo Youyou, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that Zhou Yi made a lot of sense. Her family really couldn't afford to have something like this happen a second time. Just this once made her feel like the sky was about to fall.

After all, my parents work hard and only manage to save a few thousand yuan a year.

"I...I'm afraid my parents won't agree..." she said timidly.

"This is your family matter, and I, an outsider, can't help you."

"Youyou, you and Xiaoshuang are the same age, right?"

"Yes, I was born in July, so I'm a few months older than her."

Zhou Yi said earnestly, "You'll be twenty after the New Year, it's time to grow up."

Mo Youyou was stunned.

"I'll be going now, I'll come back the day after tomorrow. Anyway, I've saved your number, so if something comes up and I can't make it, I'll make arrangements."

As Zhou Yi spoke, he opened the door, startling the couple who had been holding their breath to listen to what was happening inside.

"Oh...you're leaving already? Officer Zhou...why don't you stay a little longer?" Mo Hanrong said with an awkward smile.

"No, it's getting late, I'll head back now." Zhou Yi said with a smile, "Uncle and Aunt, thank you for the meal. I'll come again the day after tomorrow night. Don't worry, this is a society governed by law, these people are just paper tigers, don't be afraid."

Mo Youyou, who was inside the house, came to her senses and quickly ran out: "Officer Zhou, let me see you off."

"No need, it's getting dark, let's stay indoors."

As Zhou Yi walked out of Mo Youyou's building, he dialed his third uncle's number.

"Hey, Uncle San, it's me."

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Jianye said, "You brat, I heard from your mother that you fell off a cliff?"

"Third Uncle, your reaction time is way too long. It's been almost a month since that happened."

"Hey, just kidding. Your third aunt has told me everything you've done, and your mom won't let me call you."

Zhou Yi found it strange and asked, "Why?"

"She said cell phones emit radiation. You already have a concussion; if you get further radiation, you could easily become mentally impaired."

Zhou Yi was both amused and exasperated. "Oh, no wonder she got anxious every time I answered the phone during my break. I wonder where she heard that rumor from."

Zhou Jianye said, "I went back home at the end of last month, hoping to see you, but your mother said you went to the Northwest with your girlfriend."

Zhou Yi knew that his third uncle had been running back and forth recently, one time busy with some matters concerning his own company in the south, and the other time dealing with his partnership with Qian Hongxing.

When I went to my parents' house last night, my third aunt told him some details about the situation, saying that my third uncle was very motivated and the overall progress was quite good.

Hearing his aunt say that, Zhou Yi felt relieved. He didn't know anything about business, so he could leave it to his uncle. Besides, there was also the powerful Qian Hongxing behind him.

"Third Uncle, I have something to tell you."

Before Zhou Yi could even speak, Zhou Jianye on the other end eagerly asked, "Have you found Feng Kun, the one whose son is born without an anus, who gets hit by a car as soon as he goes out, and who gets stuck in his teeth even when drinking cold water?"

"Hahaha..." Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I can see that you really hate him."

"Damn it, if the law doesn't do anything, I'll definitely beat him to death!"

Zhou Yi quickly said, "We'll take care of it! How can the law not intervene!"

"Have they arrested him?"

"It would be great if they really caught him. This guy is now using the alias Feng Baokun. He's been swindling people out of money in Wuguang under the pretense of investing in businesses in the south. A young man here just committed suicide by jumping into the river after being swindled out of his entire fortune. I suspect he's probably swindled more than one person."

"That son of a bitch!" "Do you even know whose name he was using when he was scamming people?"

Zhou Jianye replied, "Whose? It can't be mine, can it?"

Zhou Yi didn't say anything.

The next second, Zhou Jianye on the other end of the phone flew into a rage, cursing out every single swear word he knew.

"I'll fuck your ass!"

"His mother and *********"

"That scum will be damned sooner or later."

Zhou Yi frowned, held the phone far away, and waited for the attack on the other end to subside before saying, "Third Uncle, calm down. Phone calls aren't cheap, it's not worth spending money to yell at him."

Zhou Jianye instantly calmed down: "Right! That makes sense! I'll save this for later, and I'll curse that bastard after I hang up!"

"Third Uncle, I need your help with two things."

"you say!"

"First, can you find a photo of Feng Kun? I need it."

Knowing only the name, it would be too difficult to find the information through the internal police system.

He needs to find a photo as soon as possible so that Zhu Cong's wife can identify him.

“No problem. We took a group photo with our partners when we did business together. I’ll send you an express registered letter tomorrow.”

"Okay! The second thing is that I will have the family of the person who was tricked into committing suicide report the case to the police on the grounds of fraud. The police should be able to find you because this guy is impersonating your company name. You just need to cooperate with the police investigation and prove that this Feng Baokun has no legal connection with your company."

"That's simple. But what's the point?"

"His reason for defrauding the other party was business investment. If that's the only reason, the police can't open a case. But I found a business card with your company's name printed on it, and he listed himself as the general manager. As long as the police confirm that he was impersonating your company to defraud the victim of investment funds, then it constitutes fraud, and a case can be opened."

Upon hearing that a case could be filed, Zhou Jianye was so excited that he repeatedly said yes.

His previous dispute with Feng Kun was an economic one, so he could only file a lawsuit but couldn't get the case accepted.

“Nephew, I have a question for you as your third uncle.”

Hearing the serious tone in his voice, Zhou Yi asked curiously, "What is it?"

"After we catch this bastard, could you secretly kick him a couple of times for me?" Zhou Jianye said earnestly.

"..."

“No, vigilante justice is illegal.” Zhou Yi paused and then added, “But if I happen to be there when he’s being arrested, and he happens to resist arrest and try to escape, then it’s possible.”

"That works too. Just remember to kick him in the crotch when you get there."

"Third Uncle, I'm hanging up now. Please send me the photos as soon as possible." Zhou Yi said, reciting the address of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

It was already seven or eight o'clock, past the evening rush hour.

The bus wasn't crowded. Zhou Yi found a window seat and sat down. As the bus started moving, a cool breeze carrying the night air blew in, dispelling the stuffiness in the carriage.

Zhou Yi sniffed the air; there was a hint of moisture in it, as if it was about to rain.

His premonition was right; just as they were about to reach the station, a sudden downpour began.

Like everyone else, Zhou Yi quickly closed the car window.

Some people couldn't help but curse the weather, saying it was as unpredictable as a woman's temper.

"We've arrived at Wufang Bridge. Those getting off, please prepare to proceed," the ticket seller announced.

The bus stop isn't next to the Municipal Bureau, but nearby; you have to walk about three or four hundred meters after getting off.

The distance itself wouldn't be a problem, but with this heavy rain, I'd probably be soaked to the bone if I ran back.

Fortunately, there were some shops near where we got off the bus; this area was considered a bustling downtown area.

The train station offers no shelter from the rain, as it's essentially a standing timetable, but there's a fruit shop nearby with a large awning.

Besides Zhou Yi, there were several other people also taking shelter from the rain here, none of whom had brought umbrellas.

Zhou Yi looked at the rain and figured it wouldn't stop anytime soon.

I was hesitating whether to just rush out and then run all the way back.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared on the only road ahead, holding an umbrella and walking quickly towards them.

She was a slender girl with long black hair, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white dress, and very pretty.

Walking in this rainy night, I feel like a blooming white lotus flower.

Zhou Yi's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the girl. She walked into the fruit shop's awning, and as she closed her umbrella, Zhou Yi stepped aside.

The girl in the white dress smiled at Zhou Yi, folded her umbrella, gently shook the rain off it, and then walked towards the fruit shop inside.

"Boss, do you have fresh fruit today?" The girl's tone was soft, but her voice was clear and crisp.

The fruit shop owner was a middle-aged man in his forties. The woman was obviously a regular customer. He said with a smile, "Yes, we have grapes that just arrived today, and watermelons too. As usual, I've reserved the freshest ones for you. Take a look and see which ones you want."

The girl smiled and said, "This watermelon is too big; I can't finish it by myself. How about I get some grapes instead? Boss, are these grapes sweet?"

"It's sweet, it's sweet, come on, have a taste."

The girl put her umbrella aside, took a grape from the shopkeeper, carefully peeled it with her slender fingers, and then put it in her mouth.

At this point, the shop owner chimed in, "Has your house not been rented out yet?"

"No, people have come to look at the apartment. A few days ago, two young women were interested, but I felt that their jobs seemed a bit disreputable, so I didn't agree to go with them."

"Hey, you can't be so indecent, it'll get you into trouble."

"Yeah, so let's wait and see, there's no rush anyway."

Zhou Yi overheard their conversation and thought to himself, "What a coincidence!"

He walked over to the girl in the white dress and struck up a conversation: "Excuse me, I overheard you talking. Do you have a house for rent?"

The girl looked at him with some surprise and nodded: "Yes, are you looking to rent a house?"

"Yes, may I ask where the house is?"

The girl pointed east and said, "It's Ping An Jiayuan right next to here, a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment, 72 square meters."

Zhou Yi nodded; the size was just right.

Just as he was about to ask when would be a convenient time to view the apartment, he noticed that the fruit shop owner was staring at him warily, clearly mistaking him for a lecherous man trying to pick up girls.

At this point, the girl spoke up: "Excuse me, may I ask what you do for a living? Because I live across the hall, I might have a little bit of a requirement for the tenant's job... I hope you can understand."

Zhou Yi had overheard the previous conversation, which was one of the reasons he took the initiative to ask. The fact that the landlord had requirements for the tenant's job showed that he was a decent person.

Zhou Yi glanced at the menacing fruit shop owner, took out his ID, and handed it to the girl.

"I'm from the municipal public security bureau next door. Here's my ID; you can check it," Zhou Yi said, giving a smile to the fruit shop owner beside him.

The girl took the document with some skepticism and looked at it, while the shop owner next to her craned his neck to see what it was.

The girl returned the ID to Zhou Yi, revealing a gentle smile, and said, "Since you are a police officer, I can rest assured."

Zhou Yi put away the documents and said, "Why don't you leave me your contact information? I'll come over to look at the apartment tomorrow when it's convenient for you?"

Unexpectedly, the girl said, "If Officer Zhou doesn't mind, we can do it now."

"It's so late, isn't it inconvenient?"

"It's okay," the girl joked, flipping her hair. "I haven't done anything wrong, so I'm not afraid of the police."

Zhou Yi smiled too. This girl was indeed very beautiful, probably in her early twenties, and she exuded a refined and artistic aura that made people feel very comfortable.

"Do you still want the grapes?" the shop owner asked from the side.

Zhou Yi turned his head and noticed a hint of jealousy and hostility in his boss's eyes.

But on the nail clipper holding the keychain hanging on his belt, there was clearly a shiny little star stuck to it.

The greatest tragedy for a middle-aged married man is that he mistakenly believes he is very charming.

"Yes, could you take this skewer for me?"

The girl paid, picked up the plastic bag, grabbed the umbrella that was on the ground, and walked out with Zhou Yi.

"Sorry, I didn't bring an umbrella. I was just taking shelter from the rain here," Zhou Yi said with a smile, his hands empty.

"It's alright, it's quite close, just a few steps away. It's just that my umbrella is a bit small, Officer Zhou, please don't get wet." The girl said, opening her umbrella.

The two shared an umbrella and walked into the heavy rain.

The fruit shop owner behind them watched the two disappear into the rain with a wistful look.

"By the way, I still don't know how to address you. Should I just call you landlord?"

"My name is Bai Lin, Officer Zhou, you can just call me Xiao Bai. By the way, Officer Zhou, are you planning to live alone or share an apartment with a colleague?"

"I plan to live with my girlfriend."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

"Yes, she is a newspaper reporter."

(End of this chapter)