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Since no physical evidence could be found, Lin Chuan understood that the only option now was to break down his psychological defenses.

As a person with a modern soul, Lin Chuan knew all too well how much people in this era revered, or rather, feared, the state apparatus.

So early the next morning, Lin Chuan made an excuse to go to the commune to buy things, but in reality, he went to the black market and some thugs to inquire about information.

And the same principle applies to every era.

That is, money can make the devil turn the millstone.

So he quickly figured out Wang Baocheng's background.

This bastard owes a hundred yuan gambling debt in the next brigade, and the loan shark has already threatened to chop off one of his hands if he doesn't pay back the money by the night after tomorrow.

now it's right!

Although Wang Baocheng has received the money, he must still be hiding it, as he hasn't had time to pay off his debts yet!

After all, now that this has happened, we have to keep a low profile in everything we do.

In the afternoon, after returning to the village, Lin Chuan did not rush home.

He went directly to the big banyan tree at the village entrance, where a group of villagers were gathered, smoking pipes and sewing shoe soles. Wang Baocheng was naturally among them, pretending to discuss anti-theft work with them.

Lin Chuan sneered, then deliberately rode the borrowed bicycle very fast, and suddenly braked in front of the crowd.

The tires left a deep mark on the yellow earth. He jumped off the vehicle, covered in sweat, but his face was unusually excited.

"Breaking news! Incredibly good news!"

Lin Chuan shouted, panting heavily.

Seeing his reaction, the surrounding villagers also gathered around curiously.

"Xiao Chuan, what's wrong with you? Did the commune distribute relief grain?"

However, thinking about the recent events involving the Guan family, the villagers became even more curious.

"Or is there some progress in the case?"

Lin Chuan picked up the water bottle hanging on the handlebars and took a big gulp. Then he lowered his voice mysteriously, but made sure everyone could hear him.

"We've definitely made progress on that hundred yuan in our brigade's account! The commune's police station just received a secret call from the provincial public security bureau this afternoon!"

He remained expressionless, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

Talking nonsense is something he's always been good at.

Wang Baocheng, who was smoking nearby, had initially appeared indifferent, but upon hearing these words, his heart skipped a beat.

He glanced at Lin Chuan furtively, his fingers holding the cigarette trembling slightly, but he still pretended to be calm and pricked up his ears.

"I just overheard two police officers talking about this outside the police station!"

Lin Chuan continued to spout nonsense with a straight face.

"You don't know, do you? The mutual aid funds distributed by our commune this time were made from a batch of top-secret banknotes that the government just printed!"

"What is a top-secret banknote?" An old man couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Lin Chuan gestured dramatically, "This is a technique just taught to us by Soviet experts! Those hundred-yuan bills look the same as the previous ones, but each one has a number printed in the lower right corner with a special solution that's invisible to the naked eye! And this solution has a special smell that the human nose can't detect, but the military dogs specially trained by the provincial department can smell it from ten miles away!"

As Lin Chuan spoke, he was extremely excited, his whole being bursting with excitement.

It's as if they've already found a way to completely clear Guan Siya's name!

After he finished speaking, a chorus of exclamations immediately erupted around him.

To be frank, they didn't know if they could clear Guan Siya's name, but the prospect of getting a hundred yuan soon made them very excited.

Lin Chuan smiled, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Wang Baocheng's face was starting to turn pale.

He couldn't help but sneer inwardly, then continued administering the drastic measures.

"I see Secretary Zhao has already applied to the commune, and tomorrow morning, the Provincial Public Security Bureau will send people down with military dogs! Also, I heard that the commune's supply and marketing cooperative and all the major gambling dens have their networks fully established. Those ten bills with special serial numbers—if anyone dares to spend even one, the supply and marketing cooperative staff can immediately detect it by shining a money detector light on it!"

Lin Chuan gave a deliberately cold laugh as he said this.

"The police officers also said that this kind of case involving the theft of top-secret state funds is extremely serious! Tomorrow, when the military dogs come, if they smell it in someone's house, even if they haven't spent the money, they'll be shot on the spot and taken to the back mountain to feed the dogs! Even their family members will be labeled as counter-revolutionaries!"

"boom--!"

This caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Oh my God, execute him on the spot?!"

"This matter seems to be quite serious!"

"Serves him right! That scoundrel who stole public money should be shot!"

The villagers discussed it with righteous indignation, without the slightest doubt.

After all, in this era of constant reform, everything is investigated very strictly.

This was still an era where it was better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free, so upon hearing this, they had no further doubts.

Sitting in the corner, Wang Baocheng felt as if all the blood in his body was freezing.

"Special identification number? Chemical solution? Soviet police dog? Execute them on the spot?!"

These words were like bombs, exploding wildly in Wang Baocheng's mind!

He was ultimately just an ignorant village bully, completely unable to discern this kind of lie that was so characteristic of the times and had such a modern feel.

All he knew was that he had those few deadly RMB bills in his pocket right now!

To pay off gambling debts?

But if they find out his serial number, wouldn't he be immediately arrested and executed?!

But what if you keep it and don't spend it?

But once the military dogs arrive in the village tomorrow, he will still be doomed!

Not to mention, the risk of losing my hand expires tomorrow!

This is not a hundred yuan.

These are practically death warrants from the King of Hell!

Wang Baocheng was so frightened that he didn't even say hello before standing up with an air of elegance.

His legs were trembling uncontrollably, and he staggered home as if he had lost his soul.

As night fell, perhaps due to the bad weather, the moon was completely obscured by dark clouds, making the night even darker.

Wang Baocheng hid in his cellar, looking at the RMB in his hand. He felt as if he were holding several red-hot irons, so hot that he trembled all over.

"What to do... what to do..."

His eyes were bloodshot, like a mad dog driven to the brink of despair.

Burn it? I can't bear to! How will I pay off my gambling debts?

Keep it? The military dogs are coming tomorrow!

Once discovered, he is doomed!

Lin Chuan said that if he were discovered, he would be shot on the spot!

Suddenly I saw...

Driven by wickedness, Wang Baocheng hatched an extremely vicious series of schemes in an instant...

"Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well make it a death without proof! The whole village suspects Guan Siya anyway. If I can just slip some money into the corner of the Guan family's yard tonight without anyone noticing… hehe, when the military dogs come tomorrow, they'll tear the Guan family to shreds! And this money… once things have calmed down, I'll secretly go back to the Guan family and dig it up!"

Thinking about this, Wang Baocheng was even very excited about his own cleverness!

He couldn't help but get excited, his mouth practically stretching to his ears.

He grabbed a tattered piece of oilcloth, wrapped the money tightly around it, and then stuffed it into his pocket.

When the village dogs had stopped barking late at night, he stealthily made his way to the Guan family's house...