Urban Marvel Scientist

"Help Master! It's not me! It's really not me! I didn't do anything!"

"I'm wronged, help master! I have taken care of several lovers, I am tight, and I have moved my hands and feet, but I have never taken so much money! Even if you give me ten courage, I will not dare to betray the society. , I beg you to help the Lord, you must believe me!"

"Twenty million?! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! I dare to use my whole family to swear to everyone present that I have never touched so much money!!!"

With the club's money gone, the person in charge of the club's finances has naturally become the primary target of suspicion.

Almost at the same time, the financial leaders of the three major clubs were placed in front of all the senior backbone club members. As soon as they heard that the money was gone, they immediately turned pale, screamed loudly, and hurriedly denied it.

Inside the Baiyun Pavilion.

"Aping, how do I usually treat you?"

The gang leader of Baiyun Pavilion is a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby physique, wearing a black suit, holding jade beads in his hands, and wearing a string of sandalwood beads around his neck.

He walked to A Ping, the financial person in charge of Baiyun Pavilion, and slowly squatted down, holding the jade Buddha beads in his hand, and asked softly.

The men next to him grabbed Apping's hair and raised his head.

"Help Master! You believe me! You really have to believe me! I really didn't do this! That's 40 million, such a huge sum of money, how could I dare to move? You know that I am the most observant of the rules of the society, I would never do such a thing!"

A Ping begged bitterly.

"Help Master, it's not me who defends him. Forty million is a huge sum of money, and someone who is a little more shrewd will never take it away in one go! Don't run away, isn't this obviously courting death?"

"I think there must be something strange about this!"

A senior backbone said.

The gang leader of Baiyun Pavilion glanced back at everyone, and his deep eyes swept over everyone one by one.

He stood up slowly.

"Baiyun Pavilion can have what it is today, thanks to everyone here, I, Long Baiyun, will not treat your brothers badly, and I will not let them suffer unreasonable losses!"

"This matter, leave it to the white group!"

"I believe you all understand the methods of the white group. No matter who they finally find out who took the money, even if he has made a great contribution to the club, I, Long, will never tolerate it!"

Long Baiyun said fiercely.

He turned around, his eyelids drooping, and he looked at A Ping who was pressed to the ground: "A Ping, I trust you very much, and I know what you have done in private, but I miss you for your contribution to Baiyun Pavilion for many years. For the sake of it, I turn one eye and close the other, and don't care about your shit!"

"But this time, if you let me know that you took the money from the club, don't blame me for being rude!"

40 million, even for Baiyun Pavilion, the number one gang in Ningcheng today, is a lot of money... It suddenly evaporated from the account and disappeared, how could it be a trivial matter?

And now it is less than 40 million, what about in the future?

If this "true murderer" is not caught for a day, the society will not be at peace for a day!

At the same time, the other two major clubs in Ningcheng, the Xiaodao Gang, and inside the Red Clothes Hall, also staged such a scene of "catching a traitor"!

Different from the noisy questioning of Baiyun Pavilion, the Xiaodao Gang was more direct. They tied a series of key personnel who were responsible for financial supervision or had access to financial affairs on the spot, stripped their clothes, and then took the other halls. All the backbone members of , called and asked around them!

"Whoever tells me a secret of other people, information related to 20 million, I will spare you a knife!"

"But if no one tells me anything, or refuses to admit anything, then I'm sorry, Xiaodao waits!"

The leader of the Xiaodao Gang, "Knife Boss", is a trainer. He has practiced martial arts with his master since he was a child, and has cultivated a strong body. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he worked on Ningcheng Street, and finally let him take a knife and live in Ningcheng. Kill the fame, with today's Knife Gang!

Among the three major societies, only the boss of the sword was the one who really fought all the way, and the number of various scars on his body could not be counted.

As for the way to deal with the fact that the Xiaodao Gang lost 20 million yuan, his method was simple and rude - a severe trial!

No, all the people who were interrogated had dozens of knives on their bodies, blood was dripping all over the floor, the scene was bloody and terrifying, and there was a lot of mourning. Take this 20 million!

Compared with the bloody solution of the Xiaodao Gang, Hongyitang's solution is more humane.

Unlike Xiaodao Gang and Baiyun Pavilion, Hongyitang adopts a shareholding system, and all the backbones of the club present are the major shareholders of the club!

Therefore, the loss of 10 million is not the loss of one person, but the common loss of all shareholders!

At the meeting, everyone in the red-clothed hall looked at each other, tested each other, and quarreled with each other, as if they were playing a game of "Wolfman Killing", trying to find out who quietly took the 1,000 Ten thousand.

But in the end, there was no perfect result that everyone agreed with, and it ended in the mutual suspicion of everyone.

However, after the meeting, everyone immediately started calling to find someone to secretly check the tens of millions of things!

The three major societies, because of the 60 million yuan, are in a frenzy. Even if they have ordered to seal off the air and prevent this matter from spreading, there will always be some news that spreads like wildfire from unknown channels!

"The three major societies lost money at the same time?"

"Oh! After the bad things are done, someone will always clean them up! Maybe God sent someone to clean them up!"

"It doesn't matter if one club loses money, three clubs lose money at the same time, this time the commotion is not small!"

"I don't care how they make noise, anyway, don't cause me death on my site, otherwise I won't let any of their three bastards go!"

...

On the surface, Ning Cheng was still calm, everything was the same as before.

But only those at the top understand that at this time, Ning Cheng was already surging, and because of these 60 million, he became uneasy!