Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 967 - 34: Who cares how many bowls of noodles you eat?

The old man of the Meng Family, Meng Wansheng, has a little granddaughter named Meng Xiaoyue.

It is said that she is quite beautiful and has attended school, originally planning to marry into a good family.

Unexpectedly, government officers came to raid the house, and the tyrant Zheng Siye took a liking to Meng Xiaoyue. Under pressure and inducement, he defiled the girl.

In broad daylight, in this vast world, such a vile incident actually occurred in Tianmen City, which is simply appalling.

If they don’t quickly investigate Zheng Siye and give the public an explanation, the hard-won reputation of the Governmental Office might take a significant hit.

Some people like to eat Zhe’ergen, some like stinky tofu, and some particularly enjoy this kind of narrative pace.

Although I don’t know who Zheng Siye is, I strongly support that he should definitely be dealt with!

Not to mention them, even Wang Yunxiao doesn’t know who Zheng Siye is.

Only when approaching the police station did he remember, oh right, Guozi’s last name is Zheng.

The question is, do many people know that Guozi’s last name is Zheng?

Apart from the school records and the police station’s roster, no one calls him by his full name.

This claim about Zheng Siye’s origins is very suspicious.

Wang Yunxiao quietly instructed Youtiao, "Go and find out where this talk about Zheng Siye started."

Many young people think they can spread rumors casually, that no one can trace the source, and they don’t have to bear any legal responsibility, but this is an illusion.

As long as the police want to investigate, they can find out.

For a news event, as long as there is enough hype, the truth does not matter.

No one cares about what business the Meng Family was in or why their house was raided.

Meng Family Trading, as a member of the "Extensive Knowledge Society," appears to deal in lumber.

They import rosewood from Southeast Asia, transport it domestically to make furniture and antiques, and sell it at high prices to the wealthy.

Besides rosewood, there are also rubber and tung oil.

The latter, of course, makes more money, but the Meng Family doesn’t have the appetite to support such a large operation.

Tianmen City is near the coast, and international shipping costs are significantly lower than inland transportation, which brings considerable profit margin.

Inland people might not understand why shipping costs are low. It’s mainly because it doesn’t require spending money on feeding people and horses along the way and bribing local big shots and hilltop bandit gangs, which would cost unknown amounts of silver coin.

Shipping is much simpler; aside from loading and unloading, the cost is just a bit of coal money midway.

And you can smuggle a bit.

In these times, among businesses running shipping, nine out of ten engage in smuggling.

The remaining one has strong enough connections to blatantly smuggle, without it being called smuggling.

The Meng Family’s accounts either aren’t checked, or once checked, problems are sure to surface.

Plus, Meng Wansheng, that little old man, is confused and unable to see the big picture.

No wonder something happened to his family in Wang Yunxiao’s eyes.

What puzzles Wang Yunxiao is, do you really have such a granddaughter? If you have this granddaughter, why didn’t you bring her out that night to test me?

The Meng Family made a big fuss, parading through the streets crying all the way, almost wearing sackcloth and mourning, banging gongs and waving flags.

If necessary, judging by their demeanor, they wouldn’t mind adding more drama.

But the problem is, the girl isn’t dead yet.

That’s right, although she was wrapped in a mat and pushed on a cart, she’s not dead.

She’s not dead, but she’s severely injured.

A slap landed on her back, and blood spurted three feet out of her mouth.

This is clearly from a strike of Tongbi Fist.

"Didn’t I tell you not to cause a death?"

"I didn’t use a deadly hand."

Guozi, locked in a single cell for reflection, showed no sign of reflection on his face.

"She waved scissors in front of my eyes, refusing to listen to anything I said, so what could I do?"

"Waving scissors? A young lady, waving scissors at you?"

Wang Yunxiao felt something wasn’t right no matter how he heard it.

"What did you do to her?"

"I did nothing! What could I do?"

Guozi spread his hands, saying, "Boss, what are you thinking? Would I do such a thing? Besides, she looks like a stick of firewood; I wouldn’t even want her!"

Realizing he couldn’t get more information from him, mainly because Guozi’s head couldn’t retain much information.

To him, he felt he did nothing at all.

So Wang Yunxiao turned to Chen Yuguang, asking about the specific details at that time.

Two days ago, when investigating a case, Chen Yuguang was shot. Fortunately, it didn’t hit any vital parts; now, with his left hand in a cast hanging from his neck, he just came out of the director’s office, looking helpless.

"We were tricked by the Meng Family." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"They approached you before, right? They also came to me, tried to bribe me, but I didn’t agree. The Meng Family runs shipping, with a bunch of unruly thugs stationed on the ships, running rampant abroad but not daring to cause trouble when returning. This time, I guess they were pushed to the edge."

Having trained for more than half a year, Chen Yuguang has now become a qualified detective.

Strictly speaking, as the deputy chief of the Special Service Section, his reputation in society is even higher than Wang Yunxiao, who often fishes for three days and suns the net for two.

After all, this shows how valuable a college degree is these days.

Speaking of professionalism now, even the criminal investigation team’s captain, Gao Shan, is no match for him.

"Guozi was deliberately framed; when they went to his house to check the accounts, Guozi knocked down seven or eight of their guards with just a few punches and kicks. Since then, they’ve been eyeing Guozi."

"Later, they specifically set up a woman to trap Guozi, tricking him into being alone with her in the back courtyard. Once in the back courtyard, it’s like mud falling into your pants, impossible to wash clean even if you jump into the Yellow River."

"Not necessarily, though."

Wang Yunxiao, in his heart, felt that cleaning up that lump of mud in his pants wasn’t really the point.

Do they really want to see how many bowls of noodles are in your belly?

As long as they prove Guozi’s innocence to their own people, do the onlookers and bystanders really care whether the girl was defiled?

Low-class people could only use such low-class tricks, and felt smug, thinking they were remarkable.

Li Mumu came out from the infirmary, walked to Wang Yunxiao, and whispered, "I examined her body; though she isn’t in life-threatening condition, she still needs some medication to promote blood circulation and remove bruises, and a period of rest. There’s no sign of assault; she’s still a virgin. Most importantly, this girl isn’t local."

Wang Yunxiao frowned. "If she’s not from here, where is she from?"

"Judging by her appearance and features, she seems to be a mixed-race from around South Asia, conscious, and can understand Malay."

"What kind of language is Malay? You can even speak Malay?"

Li Mumu looked at Wang Yunxiao like he was an idiot.

"Have you forgotten I was born in Cypher, where the Chinese community is very mixed. There are people from Fujian and Guangdong, as well as Southeast Asians; just a few sentences of colloquial language are no problem."

"She mentioned a person to me; you know this person as well, even better than I do. Can you guess who?"

"Someone I know?"

Wang Yunxiao was perplexed. "I don’t even know what’s up with the Meng Family, know anyone from there..."

Wait a minute...

"Meng Wei?"