There are no fathers and sons in the shopping mall. For the sake of profit, all kinds of competition methods will be used, but in the end there will be only one final winner. But it is really a loss for those who are doing dirty tricks behind the scenes.
"For money, to get real estate like Phoenix City, White Tiger Garden, and Qinglong Bay. The Ren family has too much property, which makes people jealous. I just want to be with Ren Lingling, so that I can get both people and wealth."
I couldn't help but feel so good about himself when I saw his moral character, and I cursed in my heart: "You're such a badass, but you still have the nerve to say you're with Ren Lingling!"
Zhang Xiaosi continued to ask the questions I listed: "Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"
"All of this is my dad's idea. He said that as long as the Changyin Feng Shui Bureau has been in charge for five years, the Ren family's luck will be gone, and everyone will be almost dead by then, with only life left. Damn it, Ren Lingling, she is mine, and my dad also said that he will give me one of the three properties of Ren Group in Shihou City."
My face was full of dissatisfaction in an instant. Man-made money is dead. The Zuo family and Keba are all prisoners of money. They lose their conscience for money and even don’t let people go. Zuo Xiaobao said these words The things he did were simply outrageous, and his confession was enough to make Zhuorong Group drink a lot.
It wasn’t just me, Zhang Xiaosi’s face was also very ugly. He walked out of the interrogation room on the pretext of smoking a cigarette, lit the cigarette and took a long puff, then punched the wall hard and said all kinds of ugly things. I scolded them all.
"I can't ask any more questions. I have the urge to kill this beast."
I comforted him and advised him to calm down the situation. After all, there were still a few key questions that had not been asked and he should not give up halfway. Zhang Xiaosu finished his cigarette quickly and walked back into the interrogation room to continue the interrogation.
"Boy, let me tell you, if you want to make meritorious deeds now, I can give you a lighter sentence and explain everything about your family's conspiracy and the place where you cast spells."
This time, no valid information was asked. Zuo Xiaobao shook his head helplessly and said: "Officer, it's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I only know so much. To tell you the truth, although we do small tricks behind the scenes, most of them All the beheadings were done by my father’s friend and his apprentice, yes, that friend’s name is Keba.”
"Keba." When I heard these two words, I gritted my teeth with hatred. Zuo Xiaobao's words also verified my guess.
Zuo Xiaobao couldn't answer the series of questions that followed. No matter how many questions he asked, he couldn't answer any of them. I knew in my heart that he really didn't know. This Zuo Xiaobao was at most a peripheral character.
At the end of the interrogation, the police officer who interrogated him asked him to sign and have his fingerprints pressed, and then went out to complete the criminal procedures for him. Zhang Xiaosi lit another cigarette and said next to me: "It seems that he only knows so much."
I took a step back. I really didn't like smokers. I fanned the smoke with my hand and said, "You smoker, please smoke less."
Zhang Xiaosi smiled and didn't answer, and I started joking with him, "Brother, do you think it's good to have money?"
He was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, it's great to be rich. You can spend a lot of time, have Mercedes-Benz and BMWs, and have beautiful women in a mansion."
But I took the opposite attitude and argued with him, "The family named Ren is very rich and is remembered by others. You see, they are being lowered and their Feng Shui bureaus are used to spread luck. This is why they have so much money." Any benefits?"
"In such a materialistic world, no one will look good on you if you don't have money. Besides, if you have money, many will help you, but if you don't have money, few will."
I ridiculed Zhang Xiaosi: "You have wrongly used the term "the right person has plenty of help, the wrong way has few help." If everyone looks at money, then what's the point of living? Do you live for money?
He took another deep drag on the cigarette and said, "Don't pretend to be arrogant. That headmaster and the guy named Zuo are all doing it for money. Aren't you doing it for money?"
Zhang Xiaosi became serious and finished the remaining half of the cigarette in one breath, "In order to save their family's feng shui and get rid of the trap that harmed their family, didn't the Ren Group give you any benefits? You also took the money, And I got a lot of it.”
I didn't have anything to refute what he said. He was right. I was also looking at money. I also got benefits from working for the Ren family, a house in Baihuyuan and a house in Phoenix City. , and the card given to me by the Ren family...
I said it was not for money, but what I did betrayed me. I was also doing things for money. Despite the master’s instructions before his death, I was inevitably tainted with the smell of copper...
For a while, I didn't say anything. Zhang Xiaosi came over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be confused, brother, our ancestors also left a saying: A gentleman loves money, he gets it wisely and uses it wisely."
I raised my head, not knowing why.
"To put it bluntly, everyone loves money, and no one is an exception. However, the way we obtain money must be legitimate and the use must be of a certain standard. Those named Zuo and the masters who collude with them are doing it for money. If you can do everything, it is unethical. For the sake of money, you and I only take money within the scope permitted by morality and law. This is righteousness."
I was silent again, suddenly enlightened, and no longer had any doubts in my mind, "Yes, money is a double-edged sword. Money is the same money, but the difference is people. Some people can do anything for money, but there are But people who adhere to the principles of life will get money, this is different."
Seeing that I was getting a little clearer, Zhang Xiaosi added, "People are not classified by profession or past. If you ask me, no matter what they do, there are heroes and scumbags. These profit-seeking businessmen are no exception. We uniformed police officers People are no exception.”
After saying that, the policeman who went out to handle criminal procedures came back with a piece of paper. When he showed the criminal detention certificate in front of Zuo Xiaobao, he collapsed. He never spoke again and was taken away by the investigators.
After Zhang Xiaosi and I exchanged some important principles of life, we left the police station. Before leaving, he held my hand and expressed his gratitude to me. He also said that if it weren't for me, they really wouldn't be able to do anything to Zuo Xiaobao. , I didn’t put too much emphasis on myself, I just said what I should do as a citizen.
It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and it was rare to see anyone moving on the street. I walked alone on the street, holding the bone charm in my hand, and started thinking to myself again, "Er Mao is really a miserable child. Now he has They became evil spirits, but the culprits are indeed those who are worse than demons.”
I thought about it and decided to release Er Mao, so I wiped off the seal I applied on the bone talisman with my hand, and Er Mao appeared.
"Thank you, my benefactor, for helping me lift the ban." The evil spirit in Er Mao's soul dissipated a little, and his resentment was alleviated.
I hummed and said calmly: "You harmed my friend, so I shouldn't let you go, but because you couldn't help yourself and cooperated with me and the police, I will no longer pursue it. Now I let you go." .”
After saying that, I threw the bone talisman on the ground and crushed it with my foot. A black air suddenly floated out, slowly drifting towards Er Mao's soul and merged into one.
"Your main soul has been released by me. Go ahead. If I find out that you are working for someone in the future, I will not be merciful."
Er Mao's soul shed tears, real tears, all the evil spirits dissipated, he was no longer an evil ghost, and left with the wind.
"Ghosts have no tears, but Ermao's ghost shed tears abnormally..."
I can't figure it out, but I can be considered worthy of everyone.
