Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 116 The Army of Justice 18
This is truly a case of digging up a nest of rats with a single hoe stroke.

Zheng Yan and his team kept a close eye on Jin Xiangyuan, interrogating him relentlessly like a hawk.

Jin Xiangyuan was so dizzy and disoriented that he had to vomit something.

"You've been involved in this money laundering organization for three years now, haven't you? The longer you do it, the bigger your appetite becomes. You're no longer satisfied with just helping launder money and earning some commission. You're trying to learn their methods to make dirty money while laundering it for yourself. Isn't Yang Shun a fat sheep you've been observing for a long time and have chosen?"

"Yes. We run a steamed bun shop, so we don't have many easy targets. Selling fake medicine is a highly profitable business. If you're ruthless enough, you can earn in a day what the steamed bun shop makes in a month or even half a year. Yang Shun thought nobody knew about his fake medicine business. He pretended he hadn't made much money, but when Qu He beckoned with her finger, the next day he was giving me that condescending look..."

Tan Ming couldn't understand: "I think you two have gone a little crazy. You can watch your wife be with someone else just to make dirty money."

Jin Xiangyuan's temple twitched, and he laughed smugly: "Only those who are broke will go crazy. This was Qu He's idea first. She herself doesn't mind, so why should I, who am enjoying the good life, complain? Those people are the fat sheep that the two of us picked. Qu He doesn't really like them."

"Alright, Yang Shun is the first fat sheep you picked. What about Zhao Qingxiang?"

"That's a coward." Jin Xiangyuan clearly looked down on this person, his tone filled with ferocity and malice.

“He only dares to steal from the elderly. My mother was sick and hospitalized, and we asked him to take care of her. I never expected to see him stealing money. Qu He told me at the time that he was a good thug and that he would be useful to keep him around… I should have killed him right then and there! That coward actually dared to kill someone!”

No one cared about his suffering. Tan Ming then asked, "What about Lü Rongzhi? You've been targeting dishonest and wicked people, but we haven't found anything wrong with him."

"Him?" Jin Xiangyuan smiled strangely. "Of course you can't find out, because he doesn't really have any major problems. He just likes to get involved with women like Qu He who have been married several times."

"Then why did you set your sights on him? Don't tell me it's about love or romance; Qu He is clearly more career-oriented than you."

"Because he has good connections. We are just missing a helper like him. As long as we can get through to him, we will have a constant stream of opportunities and accomplices. The more people we have, the more money we can launder, and the more money we can make."

"It sounds like your group has a referral bonus system where experienced members bring in new members," Zheng Yan said sharply, staring at him. "Who is the person in charge of setting this rule, and what's their name?"

Jin Xiangyuan fell silent.

Zheng Yan sneered: "I think you haven't grasped the situation yet. You're using Zhao Qingxiang and Yang Shun as thugs, thinking you'll use them and then execute them. Haven't you considered that you're just another Yang Shun or another Zhao Qingxiang in this money laundering gang, and sooner or later you'll be used and then pushed out to take the fall? Now is the time for you to take the fall. Those people won't care about your life or death; they'll only care about running away and escaping."

Tan Ming added: "Don't be brainwashed into thinking you're some kind of righteous army. You're just a bunch of criminals who cover their faces and do illegal things. In their eyes, you and Qu He are just like Zhao Qingxiang, who only dares to steal the old man's life-saving money. They can throw you into prison after they've used you."

"Jin Xiangyuan, you didn't want to put in so much effort, only to have your mother die, your son die, your money be confiscated, and in the end, you'd be going to jail for life, right?"

Losing both money and life, working for nothing for years, one might as well die of frustration in jail.

Having said all that, it was thought that Jin Xiangyuan would be moved, but after a few stammers, he still refused to speak.

In the end, the interrogation had to be temporarily suspended.

It was three or four in the morning, and they were getting tired of staying up, so they lined up to go to rest.

After a good rest, it was just dawn.

Tan Jia brought a bag of steamed buns to the office. While eating the delicious breakfast that Lin Zhiyue had fed him at the door, he asked Tan Ming and the others, "How's the interrogation going?"

Tan Ming shook his head: "Qu He still refuses to speak. Jin Xiangyuan is willing to answer some unimportant questions, but he becomes mute as soon as he is asked who his superior is."

Zheng Yan saw it more deeply: "It's not that he doesn't want to talk, it's that he's afraid to talk."

“My mother and son are gone, and I’m about to lose my money and my personal freedom. I still have to protect the people behind the scenes. It seems Jin Xiangyuan is very afraid of those people,” Xiao Chen said while munching on a steamed bun. “Could it be that those money laundering executives have someone’s life on their hands?”

Tan Jia thought differently from them.

She slurped the yogurt with a loud slurping sound, then picked up the dough model Jin Xiangyuan that she had left to dry in the office the night before, and rolled her eyes.

"I dare not say. It is because I know the secret that I dare not say it. Perhaps Jin Xiangyuan knows who is behind the scenes, or even has met him."

Zheng Yan paused for a moment: "That makes sense. A rested brain is definitely different."

Tan Ming and Xiao Chen: "Then let us go and rest too. Maybe we'll have a flash of inspiration and figure out a way to get those two to talk."

"That's wishful thinking."

The foreign players haven't had much rest yet.

The external helper from the anti-money laundering department had been busy for half the night and was now yawning and eating steamed buns, pointing to the abnormal fund inflow and outflow records and teaching them how to identify money laundering.

Perhaps we can find a starting point that will help with the interrogation.

"There are many ways to launder money nowadays. For example, selling steamed buns is a way to use cash-intensive industries to launder illicit gains. Many people choose the catering and retail industries. Others invest in restaurants, entertainment venues, and purchase real estate and art..."

"In addition to these, there are shell companies for virtual transactions, foundations for soliciting donations, buying low and selling high antiques, and high-value insurance with refunds and cancellations. There are also more novel methods, such as pretending to be fans and tipping internet celebrities online, usually with huge sums of money. The internet celebrities gain traffic through these tips, keep a small handling fee, and then return the tipped money to the fans. This way, the illicit funds are laundered."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that the people who were eating steamed buns were frozen in place, staring at each other in surprise.

His eyelids twitched, and he hesitated before asking, "Really? You guys really ran into each other?"

Tan Jia clicked his tongue: "Not only did we encounter them, but people also died."

The death of the gay internet celebrity Qiu Chenxing seems too coincidental in the case of a person who could not be found. The fans who tipped and reserved room 3801 are also mysterious and strange. They speculate that they may be the same mysterious person who laundered money and ran away, but there has never been any conclusive evidence to prove the connection.

So that's where it's connected!
Qiu Chenxing was also one of the lower-level members of the money laundering gang!

Zheng Yan slammed his fist on the table: "Get some more professionals to investigate that gay couple's account and the influencer company!"

He refused to believe that among so many leads, not a single one could trace back to the person behind it all.

This time, none of those people will escape!
(End of this chapter)