Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Upon hearing Chang Kun's question, the section chief pointed to a female colleague inside who was engrossed in checking accounts: "She's an accountant from another office. She took over Accountant Pan's work."

Hou Jun glanced at the mountain of account books on his desk and shook his head dramatically: "With so many accounts, how long will it take to check them all?"

"Hehe, don't worry about that. It will definitely be checked in ten days to half a month. Rest assured, the accounts are absolutely fine."

The section chief wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. Although he knew that these police officers were only there to investigate the murder of Accountant Pan, he was still a little guilty and afraid that the discrepancies in the accounts would lead to his being held accountable.

"Ten days or half a month?" Hou Jun walked to the desk, picked up an account book, and found it full of withdrawal receipts and vouchers.

"This, section chief, with this receipt, we can just withdraw money? Oil coupons, cotton coupons, and even sewing machine tickets?!"

Hou Jun had never seen so many good things before, and he was stunned for a moment.

The section chief nodded proudly: "Of course, it's our section's responsibility; many invoices are approved from here."

This guy has become arrogant because of the power given to him by the people?

Chang Kun immediately poured cold water on the idea: "Section Chief, it must be much easier to line your own pockets here than in other units, right?"

"Oh dear! How can you say that, comrade!" The section chief, as if caught red-handed, hurriedly defended himself, "The comrades in our unit are all very good people; they would never do such a thing!"

Fortunately, these two junior police officers were investigating a major murder case. If they had been investigating corruption and bribery within their unit, they would probably have been exposed by now.

"Comrades, you're here to investigate the death of Accountant Pan. You need to focus on your work and let's leave aside the trivial matters for now."

Chang Kun remained noncommittal, saying that the most pressing matter now was the massacre of the entire family, and that other minor details could be discussed later.

Hou Jun was carefully examining the account book in his hand, checking each page one by one.

Having always followed Chang Kun around, trying to get credit for his work, he felt a little embarrassed. At this moment, he wondered what the murderer could do if he had the key and entered this office.

If he is the murderer, then the most valuable thing in this office is the withdrawal slips that can be used to claim various receipts.

This thing is like a bank deposit certificate; as long as you have the withdrawal slip, you can get the ticket.

Oil coupons, cotton coupons, and even precious sewing machine tickets, watch tickets, and bicycle tickets.

That must be incredibly profitable!

He carefully examined the stub of the withdrawal voucher in his hand. It was just a mimeographed piece of paper with red characters printed on it, and lines of small characters in the middle explaining the name and quantity of the voucher to be withdrawn, and then a round stamp on it.

If the murderer needed these withdrawal slips, what else would he have done?

Oh, right! A stamp and blank forms!

Thinking about this, Hou Jun became a little excited.

"Section Chief, have you checked if any blank forms are missing?"

As long as he wasn't investigated for embezzling public funds, the section chief would answer any request.

"Comrade, we issue countless withdrawal slips every day, and it's impossible to keep track of how many blank slips are left over."

Hou Jun frowned, then asked, "Then... what about the seal? Surely we know if the seal is missing?"

"This is definitely not missing. We need the seal every day. Even though Accountant Pan is gone, we still need to continue our work as usual."

The seal wasn't stolen?

Did I guess wrong?

Hou Jun couldn't help but feel discouraged; solving cases was really not easy!

But in fact, the criminal investigation team had already investigated all the aspects he could think of, and such an obvious clue could not have been missed.

Chang Kun's heart stirred, and he suddenly thought of the famous Radish Chapter of later generations.

If the seal wasn't stolen, can it be replaced?

"Section Chief, where do you usually keep the seal?"

The section chief pointed to the drawer next to him: "They're all kept here. The other day when the police came to check, the seals were still lying there, perfectly fine."

Chang Kun nodded slightly, placing his palm gently on the desk as he carefully sensed it.

Soon, he sensed a round red seal in the drawer.

Using the telekinetic ability, the official seal and the red inkpad next to it were stored in the spatial storage.

In the space, he used his mind to press the official seal twice on the blank space of the comic book, and then compared the official seal on the comic book with the official seal on the withdrawal slip.

The stub of the withdrawal slip was printed on carbon paper, and the stamp on it was not very clear.

However, Chang Kun still discovered a problem!

His heart skipped a beat; this seal was wrong!

So it really was replaced?

He quietly put the seal and red ink back into the drawer.

The seal and blank forms were clues suggested by Monkey King. Chang Kun doesn't need that much credit; it's better to let Monkey King solidify his claim.

How can I remind him to notice that the seal has been switched?

While Chang Kun was pondering silently, Hou Jun continued to flip through the ledgers, carefully examining the remaining withdrawal slips.

It seems he hasn't realized that the seal can be replaced.

After thinking for a moment, Chang Kun picked up another ledger and, while flipping through it, said to the section chief, "Section Chief, the stamps on these withdrawal slips are all very blurry. What if someone forges them?"

Hou Jun paused, his hand still flipping through the ledger. Yes, if it was possible to forge documents, what was the purpose of the person who took the key?

"Fake? Impossible! Our seals have anti-counterfeiting features. Ordinary people can't tell the difference, but our insiders can identify them clearly at a glance."

"So that's how it is!" Chang Kun nodded, glancing discreetly at Hou Jun.

The monkey was still frowning in thought, clearly not having figured it out yet.

"If we make a fake seal and add a blank withdrawal slip, wouldn't we be able to make a fake withdrawal slip?" Chang Kun simply pointed it out directly.

"That's right! Official seals can be forged!" Hou Jun clapped his hands, his eyes shining, and turned to look at the section chief.

"Section Chief, bring out the official seal, let's check it together."

The section chief dismissed it, saying, "There's no need for that. The official seal is used every day; how could it be forged!"

"Used every day?" Hou Jun looked around the office. "Logically speaking, no one should be working in this office for a day or two after that accountant Pan was murdered, right? Was the company seal still being used during those two days?"

"Furthermore, with Accountant Pan murdered, if they were to forge the official seal at this time, have you considered how many fake invoices and withdrawal slips could be produced in the past two days?"

"Ah! This..." The section chief was also a little flustered at this moment, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

If the official seal is indeed better, the number of forged receipts and withdrawal slips that could be produced in just two days is simply countless!

"The official seal is here, let's take a look together." The section chief took the official seal out of the drawer, found a blank piece of paper, and stamped it with the seal.

By comparing the markings on the original withdrawal slip with those on the original slip, the differences were quickly discovered.

The official seal was indeed fake!

When was it switched?!

The section chief's face turned deathly pale instantly; things had gotten out of hand!

If someone uses a fake withdrawal slip to withdraw the invoices within these two days, it could result in a significant loss of state-owned assets.

That's the end of his career as a section chief!