"Yueyue, you aren't doing this to get back at Renqin, are you?"
Xiaoyun questioned, as the head of the department in the case happened to be the head of telecommunication in charge of wiretapping.
"Of course not. Read the report. We caught an irregular financial transaction between him and a salvage group."
Reading further down, he quickly found the part that Yueyue was talking about. A twenty-thousand NRC transfer just a week ago.
On top of the money transfer, there were pictures of expensive luxury gifts. From Rolex watches to luxury cars to even piles upon piles of cash in a basement.
"Why would he do this kind of stuff?" Xiaoyun wondered, his mind thinking back to the last time he met the head of telecommunication.
It was back in the old office, where a young man with a receding hairline talked to him about technical stuff, something about creating a bank app.
