Chapter 276 Go and Call the People From the Cultural Relics Bureau, Hurry Up!

That middle-aged man was none other than Mr. Li Qiang, a real estate developer in Haicheng.

Zhou Ying, the strongest competitor, actually withdrew by herself, and Li Qiang won the bid for the land in the east of the city without a doubt.

Zhou Ying took two assistants, and she felt a little sad when she saw that Mr. Li was in the limelight at this time.

The assistant gritted his teeth secretly, and said, "Mr. Zhou, we've been preparing for so long, just for today, why did we quit? It made President Li a bargain."

Zhou Ying thought about Bai Chuwei's words, and she couldn't make up her mind and said, "I don't know if it's cheap!"

Zhou Ying led the two assistants out. Li Qiang was proud of the spring breeze. With a beer belly behind his back, he didn't even bother to give Zhou Ying a hand, and walked out arrogantly.

When they walked out of the conference hall, they happened to see a police car approaching from a distance. Several police officers carried a young man in handcuffs and walked towards the wasteland in front of them, followed by a crying middleman. Beautiful young woman.

Zhou Ying's footsteps stopped for a moment, and her heart was pounding.

That woman... is Zhang Ling!

Zhou Ying remembered that Bai Chuwei said that Zhang Ling could verify this sentence for her, and couldn't help walking forward.

The police interrogation methods are quite powerful, Zhao Yu couldn't hold it all night, and honestly explained the crime.

He killed Zhang Liang and his girlfriend, and buried their bodies in the wasteland in the east of the city. Everything was fine, but Zhang Liang was about to "graduate" and returned to China in country M, and the land in the east of the city was about to be photographed by real estate dealers. to repair the building.

The paper could no longer contain the fire, so Zhao Yu didn't do it again and again, he simply proposed to live with Zhang Liang's mother Zhang Ling, and then it would be convenient for three kills!

Who knew that Zhang Ling was surprised and called the police!

Zhao Yu pointed to a piece of wasteland, and said somewhat confusedly: "I buried the body at night, probably in this area."

The captain of the police immediately called in workers to dig up the remains, and the wasteland was dusty for a while, causing people to cough constantly.

Li Qiang froze for a moment, and strode over to inquire about the situation. Hearing that there was a murder here, he patted his chest and said with a secret sigh of relief, "It turns out that only two people died. It's okay."

Zhang Ling stood up instantly: "What did you say?!"

Only two people died... Her son died.

Li Qiang took a few steps back in fright, looked at Zhou Ying and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, you didn't get the news ahead of time, there are corpses buried here, so you withdrew from the bidding, right? Which piece of land has not been killed, too? normal now."

Li Qiang smiled indifferently.

Zhou Ying was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Zhao Yu himself couldn't remember exactly where he was buried. The workers dug a large area, gradually revealing two piles of bones.

Zhang Ling saw that there was still a watch on one of the bones, which was a birthday gift she gave to her son. She jumped up on the spot and cried: "Liangliang...Liangliang..."

The crowd was sighed and a little sad.

This woman, Zhang Ling, is really miserable. She lost her husband at an early age and lost her son in middle age. She has been alone all her life.

A policeman picked up the copper coins in the soil and asked in confusion, "What are these? Copper coins? Did the deceased have a hobby of collecting antiques?"

copper coins...

Zhou Ying's heart was pounding, and there was a bold guess in her heart...

The bulldozer on the side stopped suddenly, and the worker looked a little nervous. He quickly came down and said, "Officer, we have dug up something else. I think the archaeological team and the cultural relics bureau can come over."

Li Qiang's voice changed in an instant, and he asked incredulously: "Archaeology? Cultural Relics Bureau? What does this mean?!"