I can dream about my own death.

Chen Wensheng and the other two looked straight at Li Mubo.

Li Mubo paused for a moment before continuing:

"I spent a full four hours carefully checking the payment records of all the different methods that Lao Zhou used."

"Among these records, there was an unusual receipt of 300,000 yuan on one of Lao Zhou's bank cards."

"Through technical means, the police finally discovered that the money was obtained by Red Heart 9 from defrauding a wealthy person, and it was a small part of the wealthy person's transferred funds."

"This small sum of money changed hands several times before finally ending up in Lao Zhou's possession."

"Typical money laundering involves breaking down large sums into smaller amounts or exchanging them for banknotes directly from ATMs. It doesn't involve consistently transferring the same amount, making it impossible to trace the source."

"But this sum of 300,000 yuan was always transferred in whole numbers of 300,000 yuan, and it only changed hands four or five times."

"This means that the person laundering the money deliberately let the police discover clues about the money."

"And the 9th of Hearts has an extremely perverse hobby: he takes a portion of the money he got from his previous crime and uses it as start-up capital for his next crime."

"Through this detail, I guessed that the case was most likely orchestrated by the 9 of Hearts."

"Old Zhou was quite emotional when he spoke, so I deliberately used a very confident tone to say the words '9 of Hearts'."

"People are quite irrational when they are emotionally agitated, and Lao Zhou admitted it directly."

"However, it's not very useful."

"The person with the number 9 of hearts is extremely arrogant, and he probably deliberately released this information."

"As the saying goes, 'A person who is not smart is not even qualified to be investigated.'"

"But I, Li Mubo, am no ordinary person either. Sooner or later, I will catch the 9 of Hearts."

The three were deeply shocked.

Chen Wensheng couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up. How could a criminal who manipulated everything behind the scenes say that "a person who is not smart is not even qualified to be investigated"?

Li Mubo then pondered for a moment, then shouted, "That's it! If we're certain this case was orchestrated by Red Hearts 9, then Red Hearts 9 will use some of the gold obtained from this crime as seed money for their next crime. If we extrapolate from this, then there's still hope of finding the missing gold. From now on, I need to have my colleagues keep a close eye on large-scale gold transactions."

Li Yucheng's mind was elsewhere; he wanted to get even more explosive news, so he asked with a smile, "What do you plan to do about Jiang Yanhui, Officer Li?"

"I was planning to..." Li Mubo's phone rang. "Wait, it's a call from the boss. Let me take this call first."

Li Mubo answered the phone and listened intently. The more he listened, the uglier his expression became, until his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Finally, he replied, "Okay! I understand."

Li Mubo hung up the phone and yelled, "Fuck it!"

During the days of the interview, Chen Wensheng had never seen Li Mubo utter a single swear word, nor had he ever seen Li Mubo lose control of his emotions. This was the first time, so he asked curiously, "What happened?"

"My direct supervisor called and said that Jiang Yanhui needs to be taken away for a thorough investigation because of quality problems in a municipal project he previously worked on. He's coming to the police station tomorrow to take him away. This means that as long as I don't find anything wrong with Jiang Yanhui before tomorrow, he'll get away smoothly." Li Mubo slammed his hand on the table.

Li Yucheng asked, puzzled, "The gold heist isn't completely solved yet, and most of the stolen gold hasn't been recovered. Jiang Yanhui has a strong connection to this case. Moreover, criminal cases have a higher priority than all other cases. It doesn't seem logical for other departments to suddenly request personnel, does it?"

"It is indeed against procedure. But in Changfeng City, there are many times when people's words have higher priority than normal procedures."

It's like if you know the bank manager, you can cut in line and go directly to the front when you go to the bank.

My direct supervisor told me that he couldn't afford to offend that important person.

He could only buy me about half a day for the interrogation.

If I cannot find evidence of Jiang Yanhui's crimes within this half-day period...

Jiang Yanhui will be transferred to other departments for investigation and processing after tomorrow.

Li Mubo was quite angry, and as he spoke, he slammed his hand on the table.

After slamming his fist on the table several times, Li Mubo said angrily, "Come with me, let's interrogate Jiang Yanhui together."

A colleague standing nearby reminded Li Mubo, "Mubo, this interview doesn't include Jiang Yanhui. If you take reporters to interview Jiang Yanhui, you'll need to apply for permission. The interview can only proceed after your application is approved."

"Now that things have come to this, is there still time to apply? I will take full responsibility for all the consequences of this interview." Li Mubo said, then turned back to Chen Wensheng and the other two. "Come with me."

Chen Wensheng and the other two followed Li Mubo into the detention center.

Inside the detention center, Jiang Yanhui sat on the bed in a daze, looking lost and disoriented.

After Li Mubo had his colleague open the door, the group went inside.

Jiang Yanhui snapped out of his daze and said indifferently, "I don't want to be interviewed. Please leave."

Li Mubo didn't respond, but went straight to the point: "Jiang Yanhui, I'm asking you, were you directly or indirectly involved in this gold heist?"

Jiang Yanhui was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "What did you say? I don't understand."

"Think carefully about why you took on this sewer repair project in the first place," Li Mubo pressed.

"I took on this project, of course, to make money."

"I've investigated this project. It's not profitable, and there's even a possibility of losses. Furthermore, I checked your construction team's public account and found an unusual expenditure of one million yuan. The bank card receiving the money belongs to a bedridden disabled person. Can you explain what's going on?"

Jiang Yanhui shook his head: "This money is donated to that disabled person."

"You son of a bitch, you even delay paying your workers' regular wages, and you'd donate money to a disabled person?" Li Mubo asked sternly.

"I'd like to," Jiang Yanhui argued.

Chen Wensheng interjected, "May I say a word?"

Li Mubo: "You speak!"

"Jiang Yanhui, do you know how your wife contracted rabies?" Chen Wensheng asked.

Jiang Yanhui remained silent.

Chen Wensheng walked to the bedside and said with a smile, "Let me tell you, your wife's rabies is also a crucial part of this gold heist. Only when something happens to your wife can you 'rest assured' to take care of her, and only then can that project be 'reasonably' suspended for a few days."

Jiang Yanhui, who had been sitting, immediately stood up, rushed excitedly to Chen Wensheng, grabbed Chen Wensheng's clothes with both hands, and exclaimed, "What did you say?"