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This thought lingered in my mind.

Xu Ningyan couldn't sleep anymore, so she sat on the bed and started thinking.

This can be regarded as Deputy Director Qin's ill-gotten wealth. Would she like to find out?

From a selfish point of view, she also wants to get a share of this ill-gotten wealth. Otherwise, will she have to wait a few years to take advantage of others?

From a public point of view, if it is true, if it can help find the small account book for accepting bribes and giving gifts, Director Qin can be removed from office.

The resignation of Deputy Director Qin is also a good thing for the people of Jingshan County.

It's good for both public and private affairs, so why not go?

Having made up her mind, Xu Ningyan lay down again.

The next day, Xu Ningyan made an excuse to go out for business, asked someone to find out the location of Tuanshan Cemetery, and rode her bicycle slowly to the cemetery.

Tuanshan Cemetery is halfway up a hill outside the county town.

The top of the mountain is the Martyrs Cemetery, and the cemetery is halfway up the mountain.

Since it was already here, even though it was not the day of sacrifice, Xu Ningyan parked his bicycle at the mountain shed and walked up the mountain road. He picked a handful of wild flowers along the way, tied them into a bouquet, and entered the Martyrs Cemetery.

Although there was a gatekeeper at the entrance of the cemetery, no one was seen at the moment.

Although the Martyrs Cemetery is also lined with pine trees, it is not as gloomy as other cemeteries.

The cemetery is very quiet, with occasional bird calls. When someone comes, a few birds spread their wings and fly far away.

Buried in this cemetery are all the martyrs who fought against the Japanese army, about a few hundred people.

Xu Ningyan placed the wild flowers under the tombstone in the cemetery in the middle of the door. After bowing, she went around the cemetery at the back.

The gatekeeper took care of it very carefully. The tombstones were all clean and there were no weeds except in the corners.

Xu Ningyan cleaned up the few weeds before walking out.

I didn't see anyone on the way down the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, there was a path on the left that led to Tuanshan Cemetery. Unlike the mountain path to the cemetery, which was made of steps carved out of stones, the path here was just the most primitive dirt road with stones.

The cemetery was not that big at this time. After all, most families had their ancestral graves. When they died, they all returned to their roots and were buried in their ancestral graves.

There is no one to manage the cemetery and few people visit it.

I don't know why, but as soon as I entered the cemetery and saw the same pines and cypresses, I felt chilly all over. It also felt a bit eerie looking at it in broad daylight.

When Xu Ningyan came down the mountain, she observed that there was no one in the cemetery.

And I also have a general understanding of the directions and the divisions of the cemetery.

After entering the cemetery, Xu Ningyan's goal was clear.

Go straight to the higher and quieter corner.

This place can't be seen from the mountain or the mountain road. It's just around the corner, blocked by trees.

Taking a closer look, sure enough, this place faces another mountain. Even if you look at it from the opposite mountain, there are trees blocking it, so you can't see clearly what's going on here.

The corner blocks the view from the mountain and the mountain road. It is indeed a good place to hide treasures.

He lowered his head and looked at the tombstone, which read the tombs of Qin Dagen and Fang Qin.

Let’s look at the person who erected the monument, Qin Yiping.

Yep, it's here.

After Xu Ningyan determined the location, he carefully observed the tombstone and found that it was not sealed with cement or anything like in later generations.

It's all gravel and dirt.

At first glance, it looks similar to other places. But if you look closely, you can see that there is a place at the back, which is a large stone slab. The soil and stones next to it seem to have been piled up not long ago. Unlike other places, they are already overgrown. of weeds and moss.

Xu Ningyan reached out and knocked on the stone slab, and a dull sound came from it.

I carefully groped along the stone slab with my hand, and found a groove at the bottom, just enough to put my hand down.

When I put my hand in and exerted force, the stone slab didn't move at all.

With a little more force, the stone next to it became loose. Xu Ningyan gritted her teeth and became angry. With a little more force, she finally pulled up the stone slab, revealing the dark tomb below.

Fortunately it was daytime, otherwise this scene would be a bit scary.

Xu Ningyan was so brave that he broke into a cold sweat on his back.

A solar-powered emergency lantern was dug out of the space and he leaned forward to shine it inside.

There was no unpleasant smell in the tomb, and there were no bones, just two large coffins.

With such a small hole, Xu Ningyan could only reach the sides of the two coffins with her hands. If she wanted to take out the contents, she would have to dig up the entire tomb, which would cause a lot of noise.

But this couldn't stop Xu Ningyan. Who gave her the necessary space to kill people, steal goods, and steal homes.

She didn't mind it either. She put the two coffins into the space and then opened them in the space. She immediately couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.

The two coffins were filled with banknotes, various jewelry, gold bars, antiques and the like.

There was a box containing large and small yellow croakers, and pearls, gems, gold jewelry, emeralds, white jade and the like were randomly stuffed together.

There are also some calligraphy, paintings, porcelain, seals, etc., which are placed in another coffin, also placed randomly.

Xu Ningyan rummaged inside for a long time and finally found a notebook in another small box.

When he opened it, he saw that every page was densely written with information about the year, month and day, who gave him something, what task he was asked to do, and whether it was completed.

Or on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, he gave a certain gift to so-and-so, how much it was worth, and asked a certain so-and-so to do something, whether it was successful or not.

One by one, from three years ago until now, the records are clearly recorded.

The notebook is almost full. At the beginning, Qin Yiping was probably just an ordinary member of the Revolutionary Committee, and his income was not much.

Later, the records gradually increased, especially after he was promoted to deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, people sent him heavy gifts and money almost every month.

On the contrary, as the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, he often confiscated the family's income, but there was no mention of it in his notebook.

You must know that Deputy Director Qin is known as the director of house confiscation in Jingshan County.

Almost all the well-known wealthy businessmen, landowners, or scholarly people in Jingshan County who had a little bit of background were copied by Deputy Director Qin.

Apart from anything else, most of the things in the coffin were probably the proceeds from the house raid.

Not to mention, two months ago, the owner of a cotton mill in Wangbancheng, a well-known county town, sensed something was wrong before the turmoil. He donated most of his assets and the factory as well, and lived with only a small dividend every year.

They had lived in peace for a few years, but two months ago, Qin Yiping made an excuse, saying that they had colluded with overseas and confiscated the Wang family.

All members of the Wang family were arrested and taken to the Revolutionary Committee. After interrogation and criticism, some committed suicide due to the humiliation, and some were too old and weak to endure the criticism and died directly. There were only two or three kittens left, which were directly distributed to Went to Northwest Farm.

The previously famous Wang Bancheng family just disappeared into thin air.