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Chapter 131 Replacing Liang Yi
Anmin still has memories of her past life, but obtaining evidence will be difficult.

Although she knew that Mr. Qin had shady dealings, she was not in Hong Kong after all.

If we want to investigate this Mr. Qin, we still need Liang Yi to take charge.

When Liang Yi returned, An Min told him about it.

"To investigate Mr. Qin, we need to find a reliable person to make connections in Hong Kong. This person must be familiar with the local situation and be able to keep their mouth shut and be trustworthy."

Liang Yi frowned slightly and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

“Let me think. A few years ago, when I was on a mission in the south, I met a Hong Kong man named Ah Wu. He was working in cargo at the docks. He was a very righteous person and helped me a lot. Later, I returned here and lost contact with him, but I remember him saying that he had a distant cousin in the police station.”

"Then we'd better find a way to contact him right away."

Anmin walked to the table and spread out a sheet of letter paper.

“Let’s write down Mr. Qin’s background and his connection with An Lu in a simple and clear way. If we can get A Wu’s cousin to investigate secretly, we might be able to find some clues.”

"But I'm a little worried about whether they're willing to help."

Liang Yi nodded in agreement and picked up his pen to begin recalling the bits and pieces of information about Mr. Qin.

As for Anmin's concerns, he had his own methods to get the other party to help.

Anmin searched through the letters Anlu had sent before, hoping to find some clues between the lines.

Suddenly, she noticed a small, strange ink mark on the back of the stamp on the letter, which looked like a company logo.

"Look at this."

An Min handed the stamps to Liang Yi: "Could they be related to Mr. Qin's business?"

Liang Yi examined it carefully under the light.

"It looks a bit like the logo of a foreign trade company in Hong Kong that I saw in the materials from a trade fair before. That company is said to have done a lot of shady business, and maybe Mr. Qin is using it to launder money."

As the two were talking, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Old Zhang came running in, panting, holding an envelope in his hand: "Anmin, I just received something from Hong Kong. The recipient is you, but the sender's address is fake."

An Min took the envelope, opened it, and found several photos of Mr. Qin and An Lu having a private conversation in a bar.

There was also a handwritten note that read: "Mr. Qin's account, HSBC, has recently received a large amount of unexplained funds."

"Who could have sent this?"

An Min stared at the photo and suddenly remembered that in her previous life, An Lu had an assistant who had been wronged by her. Could it be that person secretly helping her?

After all, before she died, all she knew was that her assistant was almost driven to death by An Lu.

She gripped the note tightly: "No matter who it is, this is an important clue. Liang Yi, quickly get A-Wu to find a way to investigate this account."

Liang Yi immediately picked up a pen and wrote a letter to A Wu, attaching his photo and account information, and asked a reliable comrade to help send it to Hong Kong.

Over the next few days, Anmin and Liang Yi continued their daily lives while anxiously awaiting news.

Liang Nian'an seemed to sense the tense atmosphere at home, and kept clinging to An Min's arms, her little hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

Five days later, A-Wu's reply finally arrived.

The letter stated that his cousin discovered that Mr. Qin's account did indeed have problems, and the recent inflow of funds was related to a shell company owned by Anlu in Hong Kong.

However, Mr. Qin was very cautious and kept his account statements very clean, so no direct evidence could be found for the time being.

"Looks like we need to think of another way."

"Since Anlu wants to use Mr. Qin to bring us down, she'll definitely make him do something outrageous. Perhaps we should..."

She leaned close to Liang Yi's ear and whispered a plan. After listening, a glint of light flashed in Liang Yi's eyes: "This move is a bit risky, but it's worth a try. I'll go and make the arrangements right away."

Anlu must have arranged for someone to keep an eye on them.

Anmin and Liang Yi then decided to turn the tables on Anmin.

However, while the two were fighting back, An Min received a call from Zhou Ruian.

"Anmin, I heard that Liang Yi has been suspended from his post because someone reported him?"

Zhou Ruian's voice came through the phone, and Liang Yi reached out and took it.

Liang Yi suddenly laughed, not knowing what Zhou Ruian said on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, An Min asked curiously, and Liang Yi said, "Zhou Ruian works at a bank. He can track down any funds that Mr. Qin transfers to the mainland."

An Min's eyes lit up, and she leaned closer to Liang Yi, asking, "Zhou Ruian is willing to help? Why is he suddenly..."

Liang Yi tapped his fingertip lightly on the table, a smile playing on his lips.

"He said that when he went to Haicheng a while ago, he heard about Andy On's situation and thought he would write to us. By sheer coincidence, he ran into my comrade and learned about my suspension."

"To be honest, even God is on our side."

"That's like finding a needle in a haystack."

Anmin looked at the HSBC bank slip of paper.

“Zhou Ruian has worked in the bank for many years, so he must know how to investigate these kinds of shady practices in cross-border remittances.”

Liang Yi nodded: "I told him to keep an eye on all accounts that are receiving money from Hong Kong and that are related to An Lu."

He said he would secretly review the past six months' worth of bank statements under the pretext of checking old accounts, and would contact us immediately if he had any information.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the familiar sound of a bicycle bell came from outside the courtyard gate.

Liang Yi walked to the window and looked out. He turned back to An Min and said, "It's Lao Wang. He's in charge of keeping an eye on the people An Lu arranged."

Anmin stood up while holding Liang Nian'an, and saw Old Wang pushing his bicycle into the yard.

"Commander Liang, there's something I need to tell you. Someone has been parachuted in from above to temporarily replace you."

An Min was puzzled by what Lao Wang said.

"Liang Yi was only suspended from his post, not dismissed."

Liang Yi's gaze darkened, and he took the cigarette from Old Wang but didn't light it.

"As expected, since An Lu dared to report me, she must have paved the way. This person who was parachuted in is probably here to keep an eye on us."

An Min carried Liang Nian'an to the door. The little one seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and snuggled into her neck.

She ran her fingertips through the child's soft hair, her voice icy.

"Isn't a public suspension enough? Why do you have to plant spies in here? Anlu is eager to see us ruined."

Old Wang nodded slightly: "The new guy's surname is Zhao. I heard he was transferred from the south. He's young but already holds a junior rank. I heard he's very powerful. As soon as he arrived today, he was looking around with documents, as if he was looking for some kind of leverage."

Liang Yi suddenly laughed and tossed the cigarette back into the pack: "If he wants to investigate, let him investigate to his heart's content. Let him see if we have anything here that we can't hide."

“I, Liang Yi, have done nothing wrong and have nothing to fear from others’ investigations. As for him, if he dares to play tricks on me, I have plenty of ways to expose him.”

Just then, the sound of leather shoes came from outside the courtyard gate, and a young man walked in, followed by two guards.

The man smiled when he saw Liang Yi: "This must be Comrade Liang Yi, right? I am Zhao Kai, and I have been ordered to temporarily take over your duties."