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- The next day, Yang Bo had breakfast and waited for a while. When Wu Qiang finished his breakfast, he asked: "Yesterday I said I was hiring a lawyer. Did you hire one later?"
Wu Qiang was stunned for a moment, "I didn't invite him, I called Luo Yaohua."
Yang Bo was a little helpless, "We are away from home. We can't rely on connections for everything. We have to work hard to solve it on our own! What happened next?"
Wu Qiang shook his head, "Later, I didn't go either."
"Then let's go over and have a look later." Yang Bo said.
Wu Qiang had just finished eating at this time, and Yue Junyao had also finished eating. The three of them took the hotel car and rushed directly to the police station.
At the police station, Xu Yang, who received the call last night, was being reprimanded by the director.
"Why didn't you leave their contact information last night? How do you usually teach you? You must strictly follow the procedures without making any mistakes! I know, you may feel that you are not wrong, but you know very well, Zhang Long Brothers are basically leprous, they often do this kind of extortion, do we have to be their accomplices when we mediate?"
"Outsiders don't know, and they think we took their money! In fact, we didn't get a penny of benefit, but others don't think so, because when you were with Xini, you were unfair. This kind of thing, Shouldn¡¯t it be investigated clearly?¡±
The director stared at Xu Yang, shook his head slightly, and couldn't help but feel a headache!
¡°That¡¯s all the phone call I made last night, the key is the identity of the other party, a member of the National Cultural Heritage Committee!
What kind of identity is that? That is the country¡¯s highest cultural relic appraisal agency!
A member of the National Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee was raped by someone in Sanshui City. When the police dealt with it, he actually acted as an accomplice and acted as a protective umbrella for the criminals!
The director has even thought of the news headline. As long as this news is reported, it will be shit or shit!
"Director, it's okay. We usually deal with it this way. He will definitely understand the difficulty of our work and understand." Xu Yang said.
"You just said you understood?" The director slapped the table, "Let's see if you still get along with me next time!"
Yang Bo arrived at the police station. Soon, he was greeted by the director. The director was a young man in his early thirties. He had a strong build. He shook hands with Yang Bo and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry. I let you go last night." You have been wronged, our police officers have little experience and did not handle it well. Today we have started collecting and organizing fingerprints!"
Yang Bo nodded, "Would you like to help contact an expert in cultural relic identification?" The director quickly shook his head, "No, really no need, we have sent it to Jingde for inspection, and the results will be available soon!" Yang Bo smiled He smiled and said, "Oh, that's it. I can invite a colleague to come over. The fee is not high, only tens of thousands of yuan!"
The director smiled bitterly. The office budget for half a year was only tens of thousands of yuan. "It's really no need. Thank you Mr. Yang!"
Yang Bo nodded, "Can you tell me the results?"
"If it comes out, we will definitely inform you!" the director said, he was afraid that Yang Bo would pursue the matter.
Yang Bo left his phone number and did not even visit the Zhang Long brothers again, because Yang Bo knew very well that there was no need for him to intervene in the subsequent handling of this matter. He even just glanced at Xu Yang. If the police station If you don't do anything, don't blame him for being rude!
Yang Bo didn¡¯t even say much, turned around and left. His identity was different, so his considerations were naturally different. Some things didn¡¯t require him to exert force, so naturally someone would do such a thing!
There are some things that he won¡¯t say, but the people below will do better. After all, his status is different!
After coming out of the police station, Yang Bo sat in the car and the group of people drove straight towards Gu Yu's hometown.
It took three hours to drive from Sanshui City to the county seat, then another two hours to the town, and then it took more than half an hour to finally reach the most remote rural area.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Yang Bo looked at the terraced fields on the hillside. The terraced fields were full of golden rice!
Yang Bo asked all the way and finally arrived at the valley where the village is located. The moment he saw the valley, he was stunned because the valley was actually buried under a mudslide!
No wonder people looked at the group of them a little weird when they asked for directions!
Looking at the valley filled with rocks, Yang Bo shook his head helplessly. He had no choice but to turn back and find the old man who finally asked for directions!
"Uncle, what happened to Gujiacun? Are they all buried?" Yang Bo asked.
The old man¡¯s face was full of wrinkles, his skin was dark, and he looked as thin as a stick. He took YangBo handed the cigarette over and took a look at it, "It's really good stuff!"
He puffed his eyes and blew out a smoke ring, "Who are you, and why would you want to come to Gujiacun?"
Yang Bo smiled and said, "A comrade of mine used to be from this village. I came here to find him."
The old man¡¯s hand holding the cigarette trembled, ¡°Gu Erxiucai?¡±
Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, "Gu Erxiucai? Is it Gu Yu?" The old man nodded quickly, "I can't remember his name. I only remember that when he was a child, he often sat at the edge of the village with a book in his hand and said He wanted to study, but his family had no money at that time, so how could he study? However, he got this nickname!"
Yang Bo looked at the old man, "When did the mudslide happen?"
¡°Last summer,¡± the old man said.
Yang Bo¡¯s fingers trembled and his voice trembled slightly, ¡°Is there anyone alive?¡±
The old man put out the cigarette but was reluctant to throw it away. "Such a huge mudslide happened in the middle of the night. How could anyone survive? Later, the government also used an excavator to dig out, but it was of no use and could not be dug out. The mud has already been filled and there is no use digging it out!¡±
Yang Bo looked back and couldn't help but shake his head. Yang Bo had already looked at the bank card that Gu Yu gave him. It added up to 168,357 yuan and 30 cents!
Unexpectedly, it can no longer be sent out!
"However, there should be a younger sister in Gu Erxiucai's family!" the old man said suddenly.
Yang Bo looked up in surprise, "His sister?" "His sister went to his sister-in-law's house and escaped!" the old man said.
Yang Bo nodded, "Give me an approximate address and I'll look for it."
While talking, Yang Bo handed over all the remaining cigarettes in his hand, and another unopened box.
The movement of the old man's hand was not slow at all, and he took it, "Let me tell you, remember it. You should be able to ask about it when you get to the town."
Yang Bo wrote down the address, thanked the other party, and rushed towards the market.
The local market is the trading location of the nearby ten miles and eight towns. Every time there is an odd number, villagers from all directions will come here.
When Yang Bo came back, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Yang Bo asked several people and finally found the door.
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