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Chapter 123 The Property Certificate Actually Belongs to Someone Else

"The good news is that the news from Comrade Baoding is that two key figures under Ma Degui have been intercepted. One is named Wang Da, and the other is named Wang Er. They are brothers."

"These two knew a lot and confessed a lot."

Zhang Yong put down his cup. "What did you confess?"

Xiao Li opened the case file and pointed to a line of text with his finger.

"Wang Da confessed that Ma Degui had three places in Gaoyang County where he processed waste engine oil. One was in the backyard of a brick kiln on the east side of the county town, one was in a shed of a chicken farm at the north end of Zhangzhuang Village, and the other was in an abandoned grain station on the outskirts of the city."

"We went to all three locations, and they were all operating without licenses. There was also some waste oil on site, which we collected. This is solid evidence."

"What about Yongxing Oil Refinery?"

"The place was deserted. When the Economic Investigation Department went to investigate Yongxing Oil Factory, they said that everything inside was gone. Wang Er's account also matched up; he said he saw four farm vehicles come and take it away one night."

Zhang Yong nodded. This was consistent with his previous deduction: Ma Degui wouldn't destroy the equipment, he would only hide it.

"Did he say where he hid it? Have you found it?"

Xiao Li's expression changed slightly.

"Um—this—no rush, I called you here mainly because of something else."

"You should prepare yourself mentally."

He turned to another page of the transcript and pointed to a section in the middle.

"Wang Da also mentioned something. You know your uncle Zhang Dewang's two-story house in Zhangzhuang, on the outskirts of Baoding, right?"

"Know."

"The woman who lives in that building is named Liu Cuiping."

Xiao Li paused for a moment. "Wang Da said that Liu Cuiping isn't an outsider; she's the granddaughter of Ma Degui's third aunt, so she's a distant relative."

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Wang Da's original words: "Brother Ma introduced Cuiping to Old Zhang, saying he wanted to find him someone to keep him company. Old Zhang happily agreed. Later, it was Brother Ma who suggested building that building, saying it would be more convenient to have a place to stay in the city."

Zhang Yong stared at the line of text, his mind racing.

Ma Degui placed his distant relatives in Zhang Dewang's entourage.

Zhang Dewang thought he had gotten a good deal, so he built a building and spent money on it, but in reality, it was all arranged by Ma Degui from beginning to end.

People, money, and land—all were in Ma Degui's hands.

"There's one more thing," Xiao Li said, his voice even lower. "The comrades in Baoding checked the property ownership certificate for that building."

"The head of household is not your uncle, it is—Liu Cuiping."

Zhang Yong slammed the cup down on the table, splashing most of the water out.

"Isn't my uncle's name on the property deed?"

"No," Xiao Li shook his head. "The registered owner on the land use certificate is Liu Cuiping, and the procedures were completed in 1989. Your uncle's name has never appeared on any document."

Zhang Yong leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for two seconds.

More than eight thousand yuan.

Zhang Defa saved up more than 8,000 yuan over a decade by living frugally.

Xiao Li sighed and cut to the chase: "Yongzi, to be honest with you, you're not getting the house back. The property certificate and land certificate for that small building are all in Liu Cuiping's name; legally, it belongs to her."

"The only thing we can do is try to get the money back, but—but that woman is cunning. She ran away as soon as she heard the news, and we can't find her. I don't know what to do next."

"unless----

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Zhang Yong coldly replied.

"Unless she is brought back and sentenced along with the fake oil case, and Ma Degui is made to pay the money."

Xiao Li nodded. He knew that Zhang Dewang was completely unlucky; he had been cheated and was even helping the cheater count the money.

"Does my uncle know about the property certificate?" Zhang Yong asked.

Xiao Li flipped through the transcript. "Wang Da couldn't say for sure. But from Liu Cuiping's perspective, she was definitely following Ma Degui's instructions. As for who your uncle thinks is on the property deed—you'll have to ask him."

Zhang Yong remained silent for a long while.

Outside the police station window, a bicycle rattled past, its bell ringing loudly. The sound of a mop dipping in water could be heard from the corridor.

"Xiao Li, has that building been investigated yet?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Xiao Li's face.

"I checked. But—" He rubbed his hands together. "Comrade Baoding ran into trouble last week when he went to Zhangzhuang to conduct a preliminary investigation."

"What's the trouble?"

"The villagers aren't cooperating," Xiao Li sighed. "Our comrades had just arrived at the village entrance when they were blocked by a group of old women. They said that outsiders couldn't just come into the village, and they were asking all sorts of questions and disturbing the peace. During the pushing and shoving, someone threw vegetable leaves at our comrades, and someone else threw a handful of mud at them."

Zhang Yong frowned.

"They've made their move?"

"It's not a proper fight, it's just unreasonable argument."

Xiao Li waved his hand. "They were all villagers, some in their sixties or seventies, others in their forties or fifties. We couldn't handcuff them all. Our comrades took two of the ringleaders back to the station for a day, took their statements, gave them a talking-to, and then released them."

He gave a wry smile. "You know about this kind of thing, you've seen it on the news. That's how it is at the grassroots level now. Explaining the law to them isn't very effective. When these old folks come up to us, they start threatening to kill themselves, so we don't dare to actually lay a hand on them."

"Ma Degui has been operating in the area for several years. He has repaired roads for the village and delivered rice and flour during festivals. The people trust him because of this. If someone in uniform comes from outside, they will not only not help you, but they will also treat you as a bad guy."

Zhang Yong didn't say anything after listening, but just lowered his head and took a sip of water. The water had a strong alkaline taste, which made him frown.

1990 years.

Without a nationwide networked public security information system and surveillance cameras, cross-provincial case handling relies entirely on personal legwork and connections.

In the village, apart from the village chief and the village party secretary, no one else has a say.

"What about the other equipment? Didn't Wang Da mention the location of the hideout?"

"The brick kiln and grain depot have been searched, and the equipment has been moved."

Xiao Li turned to another page. "We couldn't go into the two-story building in Zhangzhuang for the time being because our investigation was blocked. But the branch office's point of view is that the owner of the building is Liu Cuiping, and we need to go through formal procedures and apply for a search warrant to search it."

"Has the search warrant been issued?"

"It's going through the process. In Baoding—to be honest, don't have too high expectations for efficiency; you'll just have to wait."

Zhang Yong took a deep breath, stood up, and walked to the window.

The old locust tree outside the window swayed in the wind, its leaves rustling.

"Little Li."

"Um?

"The Publicity and Education Department of the All-China Federation of Trade Unions has also specifically praised an article on identifying counterfeit oil, which was inspired by the fact that counterfeit engine oil is harmful to people."

"If this case comes to light, the All-China Federation of Trade Unions will definitely take notice."

Zhang Yong turned around, carefully choosing his words.

"Ma Degui has connections in Gaoyang County, and Chen Guoliang has a position in a large state-owned factory. But even combined, they are no more powerful than a ministry."

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment.

"You mean—you still want to report it to higher authorities?"

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