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"Comrade Gao Yunfei, last year you completed a total of 3,000 kilometers of missions. Am I right?" Zhang Wenjun asked.

"Absolutely." Gao Yunfei has regained his composure. Of course he knows his results last year. He has already memorized the report card by heart.

"Last year you received a total of 2,700 liters of diesel from Comrade Xue Ming of the Transportation Department. Am I right?" Zhang Wenjun asked.

"I don't remember, and I don't know how much oil I received last year." Gao Yunfei's eyes flashed with nervousness again.

Pei Zhengming, who was sitting opposite him, immediately noticed this tension. Xue Ming, who was hiding in the space and looking from a God's perspective, also noticed it and made a pot of hot tea to watch the show.

At this time, the great horned owl flew over his head, flew into the large water tank, picked up a live mouse, swallowed it whole and made a cooing sound to its owner.

Xue Ming ignored it and continued watching the show. An investigator opened a bag and took out a stack of bills.

This is the transporter's receipt for collecting diesel fuel, with the transporter's signature and the director's signature on it.

"You received 50 liters of diesel on February 18, 1963. This receipt has your signature and the signature of the then director of the department, Comrade Zuo Changzheng. Please check the authenticity of the receipt." Zhang Wenjun said The receipt was handed to Gao Yunfei.

The receipt was stamped with the official seal of the Transportation Department and Zuo Changzheng's personal seal. It couldn't be more authentic. Gao Yunfei could only nod, "The receipt is authentic."

Next, the accountant of the investigation team took out the abacus and put it on the table, read the information on the receipts one by one, and moved the abacus again and again to add up.

The total amount was exactly 2,700 liters of diesel. Gao Yunfei could not deny it but nodded and admitted.

The accountant of the investigation team skillfully moved the abacus, "The total fuel consumption is 2,700 liters, and the total mileage is 3,000 kilometers. Your average fuel consumption is 90 liters of diesel per 100 kilometers."

There was silence in the room, and Zhang Wenjun stared at Gao Yunfei, "You are an old transporter. You must know that the fuel consumption of a truck with a load of twenty tons is fifty liters. Why is your fuel consumption ninety liters?"

There was white hair on the tip of Gao Yunfei's nose. Fifty liters of diesel per 100 kilometers was fully loaded. In fact, every time he went to receive goods, it was not fully loaded with twenty tons.

Trucks are loaded with goods and set out from the provincial capital. When they arrive at the destination, they unload the goods and return empty.

The maximum fuel consumption when empty is 30 liters per 100 kilometers, and his average fuel consumption of 90 liters is very unscientific.

"It's like this. My No. 30 truck is an old car, and its aging engine consumes a lot of fuel. There are dirt roads everywhere in the countryside, and the worse the roads, the higher the fuel consumption." Gao Yunfei explained bravely.

"The No. 2 truck of Comrade Xue Ming, the director of your transportation department, is also a broken truck. Your transportation destinations are around the provincial capital. His transportation destinations are all in the countryside, and the furthest point is Guangming County. Why is his average fuel consumption only 30 Promotion?" Zhang Wenjun asked.

Gao Yunfei was left speechless by the question, and there was a cold sweat on his ears and temples. He lowered his head and said bravely, "I don't know why. It's the truck that burns oil, not the driver."

"Transporter Gao, don't be nervous. We are just asking questions on a routine basis. Don't go anywhere during this period and just stay at home. We will come back in a few days." Zhang Wenjun finished the questioning and stood up to leave.

Gao Yunfei was stunned for a moment and hurriedly got up to see off the guests. He also felt a little lucky in his heart. The other party had no real evidence that he was reselling diesel. He couldn't convict just by looking at the average fuel consumption.

The investigation team drove away in a jeep. Xue Ming knew that the investigation team was deliberately alerting the enemy. The next step was that the public security organs would monitor Gao Yunfei and wait for him to reveal his flaws.

Zhang Wenjun got into the jeep and told the driver, "Go to Gao Yunda's house in the family yard of the iron foundry."

Gao Yunda and Gao Yunfei are relatives. His fuel consumption per 100 kilometers is 88 liters, and he ranks fifth from the bottom in the assessment. He is also the target of Xue Ming's cleanup.

At this time, Gao Yunfei locked all the doors of the house, and Xue Ming saw cold sweat on his face and body.

There was both fear and shock on his face. He never expected Xue Ming to analyze the data so clearly.

However, high fuel consumption is not irrefutable evidence of corruption and reselling of national diesel. Otherwise, it would not be the Discipline Inspection Commission but the Public Security Bureau who would be here today.

A stream of cold sweat flowed into his eyes from the corners of his eyes, instantly causing his eyes to sting. He subconsciously reached out to rub his eyes.

Now I rubbed the sweat from my hands into my eyes. The more I rubbed my eyes, the more painful it became. The more painful I rubbed my eyes, and soon tears started to fall down.

Xue Ming, who was hiding in the space, said that he couldn't understand. If sweat enters his eyes, he should rinse them with water. Don't you have any common sense in life?

Human sweat is salty because it contains sodium chloride. To put it bluntly, it is salt water. If it enters the eyes, it will be unbearably painful and can cause temporary blindness in humans.

"I can't see it, I can't see it." Gao Yunfei suddenly shouted out with his eyes wide open, and tears burst into tears for a while.

He was so emotional that he cried, "Xue Ming, you harmed me. You didn't give me a house and you kept my account. I'm going to kill your whole family. I'm going to kill your whole family."

"I'll kill you first!" Xue Ming in the space aimed a shotgun at his head.

His words touched Xue Ming's Ni Lin. His mother, wife, brothers and sisters were Ni Lin who would not allow anyone to harm him.

Gao Yunfei, who was temporarily blind, tripped over the bench like a headless fly and lay on the ground crying and screaming.

Xue Ming thought about it and put down the shotgun. Gao Yunfei could not stay. If the oil theft case was confirmed, he would be sentenced to death by the court.

Last year, Gao Yunfei resold at least 1,500 liters of diesel, which is equivalent to about 2,580 kilograms.

The black market price of diesel is eighty cents per liter, so he embezzled almost 1,200 yuan, enough to be shot three times.

The law's shooting him is a murderous act, which is certainly more perfect than Xue Ming's killing him.

Xue Ming looked at his watch and it was already half past five in the afternoon, so he put down his shotgun and left the space to pick up his wife from school at No. 1 Middle School in the provincial capital.

When the couple got home, their mother and sister had already got off work. Xue Ming looked serious and said, "Mom, let's pack our things and go to Xiaoxue's house to stay for a few days."

The family members all looked puzzled, but they didn't say anything and immediately packed up their daily necessities and food to follow Zhao's house.

Mother-in-law Qin Fengru was eager for her daughter to go home and live there, so she happily accepted the Xue family and they went to the kitchen to cook together.

Xue Ming went to the study to find his father-in-law, "Dad, I'm worried that Gao Yunfei and the others will retaliate against me. Can you arrest them as soon as possible?"

"You stay here first. We will work overtime tomorrow to collect evidence. As long as we have real evidence, we can arrest them." Zhao Qinghong agreed with her son-in-law.

The amount of money involved in this collective oil theft case is too large. If the suspect is found guilty, he will undoubtedly die. It is possible for the two to jump over the wall and die together.

"Dad, how many days will it take you to solve the case?"

"I can't say for sure, but don't worry, you'll be safe in my house."

"I can't wait. You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't guard against a thief for a thousand days."

Both Weng and son-in-law were silent, and Xue Ming suddenly thought of Yang Laowu, the salesman at the fuel yard.

"Dad, I have a clue that may help you collect evidence. Do you want to hear it?"

"Nonsense, come on." Zhao Qinghong immediately became energetic.