"Ah? How could he be killed by someone? Did Master say who killed him?"

Lao Wang was stunned and wiped his tears.

"You call the police again, and I'll ask the master again."

The others were using old-age phones that could only make calls. The smart phone in Lao Wang's hand was one he picked up after seeing someone else throw it away.

Usually when everyone watches TV, they watch it on this mobile phone.

[They look so pitiful, they still have to spend two thousand to find their brothers. 】

[Working on a construction site, the wages are pretty good, but it’s hard to get them. Especially those migrant workers from the countryside are most likely to have their wages suppressed and bullied. 】

[Then you still have a soft temper. If you are tougher, others won't bully you like this. 】

Yan Qing spoke before they could ask.

"He was killed by your foreman... His body was not completely intact. He was already stuck on the wall in a mixer."

【! ! ! Ugh, I really imagined it. 】

[Damn, that’s so abominable. 】

[Which construction site? Let me avoid lightning. 】

"I knew that Lao Li was not that kind of person. We called the police and reported that he was missing, but the police never found him."

"I heard from a young man that there was a fortune teller here, and we could try it out, so we collected two thousand yuan. If he dies, he might as well run away. He also has a disabled wife at home and a college student. A pair of children."

"What can we do!"

[We even collected two thousand yuan, so pitiful. Send it to v, and I’ll transfer some to you! 】

[We can’t let the foreman go, he will definitely swallow your money! 】

[That’s not necessarily true. What if the higher-ups can’t send the money? 】

[If the superiors don’t send money, then he won’t kill people! 】

The other party handled the matter very cleanly, and since there was no evidence, what she said could not be used as evidence in court.

Some people should still use it.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhao Wei. After sending it, he looked back at the live broadcast room.

"Give me one of Lao Li's personal belongings, do you have any?"

"Yes, yes. Fortunately, the young man reminded me. This is the photo he put under his pillow, okay?"

......

Looking at the family of four in the photo, Yan Qing shook his head, destroying it would be gone.

"This one doesn't work, let's find another one."

"Then there's also this. His clothes are close-fitting and have been washed."

"can."

Yan Qing said calmly and called again.

"Ze Zai, work."

"Come on, come on, clothes, right? They'll be here soon."

[Lord Zezai, work is getting smoother and smoother. 】

[I remember you didn’t want Ze Zai to work before, right? Why do you suddenly appear so often? 】

[Are we going to let Ze Zai live broadcast alone? 】

...

"You are thinking too much. Ze Zai ate too much last time. Let him digest it."

After the police arrived, the construction site stopped immediately, and the foreman went back to his dormitory to sleep early.

[Suddenly I remembered what time it was and I was still working overtime. 】

[The construction site is like this. As long as there are no residents nearby, it can be done all night long. 】

【It’s too hard. 】

[The salary is also high, about 10,000 yuan a month. 】

When the police went to arrest the foreman, he shouted that he was wronged.

However, Yan Qing was broadcasting his crimes in the live broadcast room.

Yan Qing burned Lao Li's clothes to show the scene before his death.

Lao Li went to the foreman's dormitory and was about to ask him for his salary, when he happened to overhear a conversation between him and his wife.

"Those bunch of idiots have been dragging their feet for half a year, and they are still here. If they were younger, they would have run away in three months."

"I think they are quite pitiful. Are they really not going to be paid wages?"

The foreman's expression changed when he saw his wife showing sympathy towards these people.

"After so many years, you are still so naive. These people deserve it. They are so stupid. The money has been paid by the superiors a long time ago. No, the new car they bought for you is the salary of their group."

The foreman's wife lowered her head, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

[Ugh, I’m going to cry. Why are you pretending to be a good person? Oh my God. 】

[I felt pity for others just now, but now I heard that it had become her car and I stopped talking. 】

[I think it’s too much to withhold wages, but now I don’t pay even a dime. How could there be such a person? 】

[With so many people, one person costs 48 a month. Ten people are , which is in half a year! 】

Lao Li heard it outside the door. He was very angry. He had brought the villagers out and they couldn't get paid. He didn't have the face to see them. Now that he heard that the foreman had ignored their wages, he became so angry that he rushed in and smashed things.

"Son of a bitch, are you a human? You stole all the wages of so many of us!"

The foreman sat on the sofa calmly. He looked at Lao Li with contempt.

"Why are you in a hurry? I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. I'm just going to use it first. When I have it, I'll give it to you. Just treat it like I borrowed it from you."

"No, it's been half a year. Please send it to us quickly. We still have people of all ages at home to support."

"I told you, if you don't have it, I'll give it back to you when I have it."

The foreman was also angry and stood up angrily to drive people out.

Lao Li struggled and pushed, but was pushed to the ground by the foreman, and the back of his head fell directly on the triangular cone.

The foreman was very panicked. After his wife's gentle words of comfort, he realized that surrender was impossible and he had to dispose of the body.

"Don't you have a mixer on your construction site? Throw people in, and when the machine rings tomorrow, who knows?"

"When those people come to find you, just tell him to give him the money and he can run away with the money, right?"

The foreman could only do what his wife said.

[Oh no, you two scumbags. 】

[God, I thought she really sympathized with them earlier. This is too scary. 】

[Help, this kind of person can really make us die without even knowing how. 】

Yan Qing copied the virtual image into his mobile phone and sent it to Zhao Wei. The evidence was overwhelming. The foreman and his wife confessed to corruption, murder, and mutilation of corpses.

The two were eventually sentenced to 60 years in prison.

[How long will it take for them to get their money? 】

[Eight thousand a month, I feel like the salary is pretty good, if I didn’t meet such a shady foreman. 】

[Eight thousand, that would have to be done day and night. 】

"They will get their rewards back soon, don't worry, the three hexagrams are over today."

Yan Qing clicked the download button, contacted the scarf manager, and returned the two thousand yuan to Lao Wang.

Although two thousand is not a lot for a dozen people, they have no money to eat these days when they can't get money.

Their original intention was just to find their brother and find out if there was any difficulty.

I still don’t know how the roads and houses in Shimen are being repaired.

After Yan Qing finished washing, he sent a message to Zhuge Qingxuan.

"Master, how is the road under the mountain being repaired? And the junior sisters' houses, they should have been repaired recently, right?"

She thought that the money she had withdrawn recently would be enough, but she didn't expect that the reply she received the next day made her decide to go back to her teacher's school.

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