Chapter 25 A Huge Legacy
That day, Zhang Nianzu received a call from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, asking him to go to the Municipal Bureau. The other party's tone was neither hot nor cold, and the speed of speech was fast, as if there was something difficult to decide that had to wait for him to go there to deal with it.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Nianzu was a little dazed.
"Who is it?" asked Old Wu.
Zhang Nianzu said, "The Municipal Public Security Bureau asked me to go over there."
Old Wu asked in surprise: "What trouble have you gotten yourself into recently?"
"It seems... not?" Zhang Nianzu was also thinking. There have been many fights recently, but the other party has no reason to call the police. The two motorcyclists didn't say anything, and the kidnappers of Xu Xiaofeng would not fall into the trap. Could it be that Gu Changfeng's people were beaten and ran to the police station to report the case? That's impossible. And why did they go there after so many days?
Old Wu knew Zhang Nianzu. He had gotten into a lot of trouble, but he had a bottom line. Over the years, he had never been involved in the Public Security Bureau. He asked, "When the other party asked you to go, did they say 'please'?"
Zhang Nianzu said vaguely: "I didn't notice it, it seems...did he say it?"
Old Wu wiped his hands and said, "I'll go with you."
"No need." Small things are a waste, and having too many people is useless for big things, so Zhang Nianzu decided to go alone.
He drove on the road, thinking that the biggest possibility was that the police wanted to find him to learn about or investigate Lei Tingting's father . After all, societies and the like were not allowed to be on the stage, and the Black Panther Gang's external image was also a normal company, but it must have been registered with the police. He and Lei Tingting had crossed paths before, and maybe they had attracted their attention. Thinking of Lei Tingting, Zhang Nianzu's heart twitched again. So many days had passed, and he found that he missed the girl more and more. Sometimes he wanted to go find her, but he finally held back. Zhang Nianzu was a straightforward person and didn't want to embarrass each other.
When he arrived at the Municipal Public Security Bureau, he reported his name and was told to go directly to the Criminal Division on the third floor to see Officer Li.
Criminal Division? Even if Zhang Nianzu was frank, he still felt a little awkward. How did he get involved with the criminal department?
I went up to the third floor and knocked on the door of the Criminal Division. A young policeman was sitting behind the desk, and a middle-aged man in his forties in casual clothes was sitting on the sofa next to him.
After Zhang Nianzu introduced himself, the young police officer Li immediately stood up and said, "Ah, you're here. Please take a seat."
Oh, that’s quite polite.
Zhang Nianzu sat on the chair on the other side of the desk.
Officer Li looked at Zhang Nianzu, then at the middle-aged man on the sofa, his face full of confusion, not knowing where to start. He greeted Zhang Nianzu enthusiastically: "Do you smoke?" and handed him the cigarette box.
"Oh, thank you. I don't smoke." Zhang Nianzu was even more puzzled. What was going on? Although the bureaucracy has been rectified in recent years, there is no need to go too far. The police can almost be called humble.
Officer Li finished his friendly gesture and got back to the point. He coughed and said, "Then let's start - Zhang Nianzu, right? Do you know Liu Yuejin?"
Liu Yuejin? Isn't he the invisible rich man mentioned by Zhao Weiming?
Zhang Nianzu was in a daze for a moment, and said quickly: "I don't know him." He had no psychological burden to say this, because he didn't know him in the first place.
Zhang Nianzu's answer seemed to be what Officer Li had expected, but he became increasingly embarrassed when he said, "This person is already dead."
"Oh." Zhang Nianzu didn't know what to say.
Officer Li didn't care. He narrated as if he was reciting a text: "Liu Yuejin died in his own yard. It was not until a day later that a neighbor found him and called the police. Since he had no relatives, our forensic doctor went to collect his body. We found a small amount of blood on his body, but there were no wounds on the body, and there were no signs of a struggle in the yard, so we ruled out the possibility of homicide. After a forensic autopsy, it was found that he died of simultaneous organ failure throughout his body."
"All organs in the body fail at the same time?" Zhang Nianzu found that he couldn't understand a single word.
Officer Li scratched his head and said, "That's what the medical examiner said anyway."
Zhang Nianzu said: "What does this... have to do with me?"
Officer Li pointed to the middle-aged man on the sofa and said, "Let me introduce you. This is our comrade from the Civil Affairs Bureau."
The middle-aged man stood up and shook hands with Zhang Nianzu: "Just call me Director Wang."
"Uh, hello." Zhang Nianzu had no idea what to do at this moment. It was both the Public Security Bureau and the Civil Affairs Bureau. He simply stopped thinking about it and waited for the other party to reveal their cards.
Secretary Wang asked Zhang Nianzu to sit down again and said, "It's like this. Liu Yuejin didn't have any relatives in the local area, so his funeral had to be handled by our Civil Affairs Bureau. When we were sorting out his belongings, we found that he had written a will a few days before his death."
Officer Li interjected: "This makes the police even more certain that he died of natural causes."
Secretary Wang continued, "Liu Yuejin mentioned you in his will."
Zhang Nianzu was surprised: "Me?"
"Yes." Secretary Wang said cautiously, "Liu Yuejin wrote in his will that the government should cremate his body after his death, and his ashes should be handed over to Zhang Nianzu - that is, you for safekeeping." As he spoke, Secretary Wang picked up a cloth-wrapped jar from the ground next to the sofa, handed it over with both hands, and looked at Zhang Nianzu eagerly.
Zhang Nianzu was stunned, and he completely understood——
Why did a policeman and a cadre from the Civil Affairs Bureau treat him with respect? Because this was too bizarre: an old man died and left a few words, saying that he wanted to give his ashes to a complete stranger. Regardless of whether it was unlucky or not, wasn't this harming people? Anyone would be furious. Judging from their expressions, these two people were probably ready to be beaten...
Zhang Nianzu stood there in a daze and did not take the urn of ashes.
Secretary Wang lowered his head and raised the jar higher with both hands. The meaning was obvious: I would accept it even if you beat me up, but please take the jar away...
Officer Li looked at the ground and said, "Well... according to the law, it's okay if you don't accept it..."
Zhang Nianzu sighed and lifted the jar in his own hands: "Since the old man left a message, it can be regarded as a kind of fate. Besides, you are also working for the people. Others are taking the blame, but I am carrying the jar. Just think of it as solving the government's problems."
Secretary Wang was filled with gratitude and said, "Thank you, thank you!" Zhang Nianzu noticed that he kept wiping his hands with a tissue after handing the jar out...
"Did he leave anything behind?" When Zhang Nianzu asked this question, Zhao Meier's confident words echoed in his ears, "These two people are conservatively estimated to be worth over 10 billion." He didn't need 10 billion. He only needed to leave 10 million to himself and he would be buried in a grand ceremony!
"Yes, yes, yes." Secretary Wang hurriedly took out a pile of papers from his briefcase, which contained a few dimes and some change. Secretary Wang said, "Inside are Liu Yuejin's will, his death certificate, and cremation certificate."
Zhang Nianzu pointed at the change and asked, "What does this mean?"
Secretary Wang said, "Oh, this is the funeral expenses he had included in his will. After everything was done, this much was left. He had specified the amount of funeral expenses in his will, and the notary office can prove it. The payment receipt from the cremation is also in this pile of things."
Zhang Nianzu smiled bitterly and said, "So I will inherit this money?" The change added up to about 10 yuan...
Secretary Wang said confidently, "Yes! Liu Yuejin said that everything he has will be inherited by you after his death - let me make it clear in advance that the courtyard house he lives in is rented, so it is not included in this scope."
"Okay, I'm leaving." Zhang Nianzu put away the will and the huge sum of money he inherited and walked out the door.
Officer Li and Secretary Wang sent him to the elevator as if he were their father, and the three of them said goodbye in tears.
Zhang Nianzu came empty-handed but returned fully loaded this time. People passing by on this road that day saw a young man walking out of the Public Security Bureau with a jar in his hand and a confused look on his face.
