The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

At the rear of the vehicle, Guo Liang had already finished cleaning up the remaining bundles of cloth before Li Kaixin even spoke.

He saw his master coming and hurriedly went to greet him: "Master, something terrible has happened! I counted the bolts of cloth on the cart and one bundle is missing."

Upon hearing this, Li Kaixin climbed onto the car and counted several more times carefully.

A few minutes later, he straightened up and his face turned ugly. Indeed, as his second apprentice had said, one bundle was missing.

"Master, what should we do?" Guo Liang asked anxiously.

He didn't even dare to imagine how the station would punish him if he really lost a bundle.

"Xiao Guo, don't worry. Maybe the movers accidentally carried too much. I'll go ask the other movers at the station about the situation."

As Li Kaixin spoke, he jumped out of the car and walked towards the cars next to him.

At this moment, the transport team's masters and apprentices also walked over here.

"I'm happy, I'm missing two bundles of cloth in my car."

"Master Li, I'm also short one bundle."

"Me, and me..."

The masters and apprentices who gathered around started talking all at once, and none of them looked too happy.

Li Kaixin frowned slightly as he listened to these words.

Then he asked Guo Liang to bring paper and pen and register the number of missing vehicles for each car.

After one round, the fifteen vehicles were missing twenty bundles of cloth.

"Master, this is troublesome."

Zhou Zhiming looked worried. "There's so much fabric missing. I doubt it could be a mistake made by the movers."

Li Kaixin didn't reply and turned to walk towards the entrance of the department store.

At that moment, Liu Qiang was standing over there, whispering something to several stevedores.

"We're all in this together now. If anyone pretends not to know anything later, do you hear me?"

Liu Qiang's voice was soft, but his tone carried a hint of threat.

Zhao Gao nodded to the young workers, but his body trembled involuntarily.

They all knew in their hearts that what they had just done had given them away.

Liu Qiang wanted to give a few more instructions, but Li Kaixin's voice came from afar:

"Comrade, we've lost quite a bit of the cloth on our truck. Did your driver carry too much?"

He actually had a rough idea in his mind, but he still gave the person in front of him a chance, not wanting to push things too far.

Liu Qiang snapped out of his daze, and a smile quickly spread across his face:

"Young man, how could there be any missing? We unloaded it according to the order."

As he spoke, he pointed to the pile of cloth at the door: "If you don't believe me, count it; there's not a single bundle more."

This was actually his first time being in charge of receiving goods, and he had no idea that the trucking team would have to check the quantity at the end, otherwise he wouldn't have been so hasty today.

Li Kaixin didn't even glance at him, his gaze still fixed on Liu Qiang: "Comrade, I'm not afraid to tell you, there are twenty bundles of cloth missing in total, which is no small amount. Are you sure you didn't know?"

"I really don't know! I didn't touch these fabrics at all. Why don't you ask the unloading crew what happened?"

Liu Qiang was trying to appear calm, but inside he was panicking.

He never expected that Zhao Gao and his gang would be so brainless as to take so much money at once.

But I definitely can't admit it now, otherwise losing my job would be the least of my worries; I might even have to go to jail.

Seeing this, Zhao Gao assumed Liu Qiang was targeting him, so he quickly stepped forward:

"Yes, comrade, did you miss loading the cargo?"

"Very well, I've already given you a chance, but you didn't want it."

Li Kaixin sneered, turned his head and shouted towards the transport team, "Everyone stop what you're doing and come over here with your guns."

"W-what do you want to do?" Liu Qiang stammered when he heard that a gun was being pulled out, "Young comrade, don't be impulsive, this is..."

"Don't worry, I had them bring the guns just in case."

Li Kaixin interrupted him, turned around and shouted at the group of loading and unloading workers:

"Comrades, I now strongly suspect that some of you are bad elements who have embezzled state property. I am going to report this to the police. Please do not leave the scene."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhiming, Wu Tian, ​​Qian Dazhuang, and a total of fifteen other masters walked over, each carrying a weapon.

These workers had never seen anything like this before, and they all involuntarily took a few steps back. Some of them even turned pale with fright.

"Master, what should we do now?" Zhou Zhiming loaded the bullet, his face full of excitement.

"Zhiming, what are you thinking about all day long?"

Li Kaixin's face darkened, and then he looked at the crowd at the transportation station:

"Please keep an eye on these people, I'll be right back."

"Alright, Master!" Zhou Zhiming's expression turned serious as he stood to the side with his gun in hand.

Qian Dazhuang, Wu Tian, ​​and a dozen others responded and then spread out to surround the workers.

Seeing this, Li Kaixin didn't delay any longer and turned to walk towards his car.

"Wait! Young comrade, I have something to say!" Liu Qiang could no longer withstand the pressure and shouted.

Li Kaixin didn't want to talk to him anymore. He got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away.

After Li Kaixin left, the atmosphere at the entrance of the department store became even more tense.

When passersby saw this, they simply went around it.

Finally, an older worker, unaware of the situation, mustered his courage and asked, "Comrade, what exactly happened? Why are you carrying guns?"

"Master, don't be nervous!"

Holding his gun, Zhou Zhiming calmly reassured everyone, "Our convoy lost twenty bundles of cloth. We now suspect that someone tampered with the cargo during unloading."

Upon hearing this, the old worker became so anxious that his voice changed: "Comrade, I'm an honest man, I have nothing to do with this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several other workers chimed in, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Masters, I didn't say it was you who did it," Zhou Zhiming responded, then changed the subject:

"However, until the matter is clarified, everyone will have to bear with it for now. Once the police arrive, they will naturally clear everyone's name."

The older workers calmed down a bit, but their faces were still grim.

Anyone would feel bad if they were suspected for no reason.