Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

After obtaining the detailed information, Cao Xing went straight to the tube building.

According to the information, the registered owner of this tube-shaped building is a woman named Zhang Yongli.

Zhang Yongli is Zhang Binghui’s sister, and also Zhang Meng’s aunt in the hospital.

However, Zhang Yongli does not live here, but lives on Guang'anmen Street, far away from here.

Therefore, this house is definitely worth checking out!

With his spiritual perception, he sensed a sense of crisis before he even entered the room.

This crisis originated from the dark alleys on both sides of the tube-shaped buildings.

Cao Xing's heart trembled, and he walked forward with an unchanged expression. Due to the distance, his spiritual perception could not see inside the house.

But he could see the people in the alley clearly.

He was a young man dressed in black, emitting a cold aura, and it was obvious that he had a life on his hands.

This made Cao Xing even more interested.

To put it in a broader sense, this house is just a place where Zhang Binghui hides his gold. Does such a place need such strict surveillance?

Cao Xing thought for a moment and decided not to take action to deal with the person who was secretly monitoring him.

With his skills, it would be very easy for him to deal with the people in the dark, but his goal was to secretly explore the house instead of alerting the enemy.

This did not pose a problem for him. He went straight to the room next to the tube building and rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

When the doorbell rang, a middle-aged woman came out. She was dressed elegantly and looked dignified and wealthy.

Cao Xing had already memorized the residents in this area, and he immediately knew who this woman was.

"You must be Mrs. Cao. Hello, my name is Meng Man, and I'm a reporter for Xinhua Daily. I'm here to interview your husband about his donation of supplies and to publish an ad in the newspaper to spread Mr. Cao's deeds widely."

He knew that this family owned a cotton mill, and now that they had the opportunity to become famous, they would definitely not refuse.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Cao heard this, she quickly opened the gate and warmly welcomed Cao Xing in.

"Hey, contributing to the country is what we should do, not seeking fame or fortune."

Madam Cao spoke Mandarin and asked the servants to serve tea and water.

Cao Xing took out a small notebook and began to write it down, walking around Mrs. Cao's house while writing.

This house is only separated from Zhang Binghui's house by a wall. After walking around Mrs. Cao's house for a while, he had explored the opposite side clearly!

As he expected, there was a big problem with this cake!

According to his spiritual perception, there were two large boxes in the house, and they were full of gold bricks!

This is a big box, not a suitcase, and it’s not a yellow croaker, but a gold brick!

One piece weighs thirty-three kilograms!

And there are a full fifty dollars in this big box!

There are two such boxes!

What does this mean? This means that these two boxes alone weigh three tons!

He only earned less than 300 kilograms of gold by reselling so many materials!

There is so much gold on this cake?!

This is not normal. Even if Zhang Binghui has been greedy since his mother's womb, it is impossible for him to have so many gold bricks!

And he found Japanese words on these gold bricks!

He had signed in once and was fluent in Japanese, so he knew what the words meant.

The characters of the Central Bank of Small Days are engraved on it!

But he didn't believe that anyone in China could get the gold reserves of the Central Bank of China.

Therefore, this made Cao Xing very suspicious of Zhang Binghui's identity!

There are also special calcining tools in this house, which are obviously used to melt these gold bricks.

In addition to these, he also found a lot of packaged antique calligraphy and paintings in the room.

There was nothing else except large and small yellow croakers and jewelry.

After leaving Mrs. Cao's house, he kept thinking about the source of these things.

If someone said that all this was earned through Zhang Binghui's corruption, he obviously wouldn't believe it.

But it is credible to say that these things are the operational funds of Zhang Binghui or an organization.

There was nothing in the house except money, which was obviously not what a corrupt person should be like.

There are amazing treasures inside, and there are well-trained secret agents outside. There must be something he doesn't know.

When Cao Xing encountered such a thing, he would of course get to the bottom of it.

He had plenty of time, so he went straight to Li Guochang's residence.

However, the residences of ministerial officials are heavily guarded.

Unlike the big leaders, Li Guochang lived in a courtyard.

The location of this courtyard is better than his small courtyard, and there is only one courtyard in the entire alley.

When I used my spiritual senses, I saw five figures in the alley, and they all had guns on their waists!

This security level is much higher than that of the big leaders!

This yard was far away from any village or shop, and his spiritual perception could not reach it at all, which made him feel very troubled.

Is it possible to just break in directly?

That's too much. Cao Xing is a smart man and he would not stand for such reckless behavior.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to go back to the Public Security Bureau to find Wang Jianjun.

"What did you say?! There are three tons of gold bricks in that house?"

Wang Jianjun was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat!

He also felt that things were getting serious.

Cao Xing said leisurely: "That's not all. I also found a lot of antiques that were lost during the Anti-Japanese War."

Wang Jianjun swallowed his saliva and then asked, "Did you come back to ask me to arrest someone?"

Cao Xing shook his head and said, "No, if I want to enter Li Guochang's home, I can only rely on you, my cheap uncle."

Wang Jianjun gradually came to his senses and said, "It's not difficult to get in, but it's useless for you to get in. The guards in there are even more strict. If we walk around, we will definitely be taken out."

Cao Xing smiled and said, "I just need to go in. As for the rest, don't worry. I have my own way."

Wang Jianjun said worriedly: "Then you have to tell me what to do first, so that I can have a response."

Cao Xing slowed down and suddenly said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, you are wearing a pair of red shorts today. I didn't expect you have this habit."

Wang Jianjun quickly pulled up his trousers and cursed, "Don't talk nonsense, kid. It's my zodiac year, and your aunt told me to wear it..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly froze and realized something: "How did you know?"

Cao Xing pointed to his eyes and said, "Heavenly Eyes, Taoist magical powers, you know."

Wang Jianjun put his hands behind his back suspiciously.

"How many is this on your hand?"

"3, 2, 4, 1, 5."

Wang Jianjun walked up to him in disbelief and stared into his eyes. "You are amazing, kid. Next time you come to my house, I'll ask your aunt to go out and hide. Your eyes are too evil. Be careful or I'll mistake you for a hooligan and arrest you."

Cao Xing laughed awkwardly and said, "Do you think it's easy for me to start a fight? I will be punished by God. I won't be so bored as to stare at a little girl every day."

"God's punishment? Don't use that. I'll ask your uncle to find an agent to go in."

Cao Xing waved his hand and said, "I am your nephew, the best agent. Don't worry about it. At most, your practice will be hindered. Let's go quickly."

Wang Jianjun nodded and said, "Okay, but you have to bear some injustice."

Cao Xing smiled and said, "As long as we can find out the truth, it doesn't matter if we suffer a little injustice."