I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan thought about what he felt yesterday. He was far away, didn't recognize him, and didn't target him. He could directly activate the natural enemy prompt. Pei Tugou must be very capable.

And based on the information about professional abilities that Wen Yan got from Feng Yao, as well as what happened to Pei Tugou yesterday, plus the content of the prompts, he could probably deduce some conclusions.

Pei Tugou himself certainly didn't know that he had an ability. Judging from the label of "honest man", Wen Yan felt that the more he fits this label, the more likely he is to be in line with this label. When he is forced to act in a hurry, this ability will be activated. The stronger.

Although Wen Yan is not old and does not have as much experience as those old people, he is very accurate in judging people, but he is still sure that Pei Tugou is really an honest man.

While Wen Yan was thinking about it, Feng Yao looked at the contents on his laptop and clicked his tongue.

"This guy is really indifferent. I really thought that Duanzhou Chemical Plant didn't pay him, and he really lost too much money.

Unexpectedly, this guy spent more than 30,000 yuan last night, and the personal card he used for consumption had more than 3 million yuan in cash.

That's it, I owe other workers thousands of dollars in wages and don't want to pay them.

Let me see, apart from Pei Tugou who came to him yesterday to ask for a debt, there are several complaint records.

Doing the math, there may be more than a hundred workers who are owed wages. How dare this guy.

Wait, I seem to have found some clues about the chemical factory case..."

Feng Yao buttoned up the computer and stood up.

"Ah?" Wen Yan was confused. Is it really related to the chemical plant case?

“In this guy’s complaint record, there is a worker who was still working with this foreman a few months ago.

He was working on another small project in a chemical plant. Later, after the worker complained, he got the money and resigned.

But I just checked the records and found that this worker bought a ticket, but he didn't get on the bus and disappeared. No one reported the case after so long.

If the contractor hadn't died and was involved in the chemical factory, it would be really difficult for us to contact these.

In order to save money, this guy only hired temporary workers. It is estimated that the contracts he signed were all fake, or he didn't sign them at all, and few of them had records.

Forget it, I’m leaving first…”

Feng Yao was about to go out.

"that……"

"Don't worry about the salary you owe. Someone will contact you later. This guy's inheritance can be paid back easily."

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to say something, but Feng Yao had already walked away quickly.

He felt that since he received the subsidy from the Lieyang Department, he had to be more dedicated.

For example, let's discuss with Feng Yao whether it is possible that Pei Tugou came to demand a few thousand dollars, and then, for a few thousand dollars, he traveled hundreds of kilometers from Duanzhou to Decheng in the middle of the night, killed the bastard lying inside, and then returned the money. No traces were left, no surveillance footage was taken.

But it was obvious that Feng Yao had never doubted Pei Tugou at all.

After listening to Feng Yao talking for a long time, Wen Yan was actually a little unsure.

It is indeed possible that the pink shirt bag foreman was involved in something and said something that should not be said, and then was left here to warn others to shut up. This is obviously more reasonable.

Wen Yan thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Pei Tugou.

"Hey, bro."

"Ah, yes, yes, Wen Yan?"

"I have something to tell you, brother. Something happened to your boss and he died."

"Ah...this..."

In Duanzhou No. 1 Hospital, Pei Tugou was shocked, and then felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why did he die?"

"I heard that he was drunk and drove, and he died later."

Pei Tugou was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment. He felt a little sad for his boss, but more probably because he owed him wages that he might not be able to get back.

As soon as he heard the news, he gave up his original idea. In his idea, debts would disappear after death. Although he felt uncomfortable, he could only accept it.

Wen Yan comforted Pei Tugou when he heard that he didn't speak.

"Don't worry. I've asked others. He actually has a lot of inheritance, and he doesn't just owe you the salary of just one person, right? Everyone's salary will definitely be settled later, don't worry."

"This... doesn't he have no money? What will happen to his wife and children if he dies? Otherwise... or..." Pei Tugou hesitated, not knowing what to say for a moment. When he heard that he could get his money back, he actually He was still a little happy, but he wanted to say that since everyone was dead and death was the most important thing, he would admit defeat. However, looking at the old mother on the hospital bed, he couldn't say it. For a moment, he felt quite complicated.

"Brother, are you in Duanzhou Hospital?"

"Ah, yes, I came back yesterday."

"Is your family okay?"

"Everything is fine, the doctor said he is recovering well."

"That's fine. Brother, just take good care of your family. You don't have to worry about anything else."

"Oh oh..."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Tugou's wife looked worried.

"What happened?"

"The boss was drunk and drove, and everyone disappeared."

"Ah, why is such a good person gone? Your salary won't come back either."

"That's not true. The very nice little brother I met yesterday said that when the inheritance is settled later, he will give it to the workers, and they will also give it to the co-workers. I just met him yesterday. How can this person be gone... …”

Although he also felt that the boss's failure to pay wages was a bit sinister, but he also truly believed that the boss could not afford to pay back, because he was not the only one who owed wages, and the other workers had not been paid, so it added up to a lot of money.

He also felt that there must be a few thousand yuan, but if he was given a salary, would anyone else give it to him?

A group of workers say that the evil boss will be hit by a car sooner or later, but in fact no one really wants the boss to be hit to death. Who will pay the wages if the boss dies?

Pei Tugou took the phone and told the workers about the death of the boss. He also asked other people to confirm. After all, people died, so they had to confirm whether they were really dead. If not, you go around telling others about it. If you die, that would not be good...

…

Wen Yan was not here to observe the autopsy. Three people sent by the Lieyang Department spent a long time in the autopsy room and came to the superficial conclusion that the death of suffocation after drunkenness was purely accidental.

The wife in the pink shirt, who was young and beautiful, cried for a while after she arrived. She watched the surveillance video that someone in the Lieyang Department had somehow produced, which showed that the pink shirt was driving drunk, staggered out of the car, and then fell down. He fell to the ground and hit the curb. His neck crooked and he became motionless.

Then, just after the meeting ended, someone from the labor supervision brigade called Pink Shirt's mobile phone again, saying that the brigade was visited by a group of migrant workers, and asked Pink Shirt to pay the workers' wages quickly.

The wife in the pink shirt asked someone to ask. If she wants to inherit the inheritance smoothly, these debts must be paid off.

It was just before noon. After confirming Pink Shirt's inheritance, Pink Shirt's wife immediately signed her name and agreed to be cremated. She also opened a luxurious furnace for Pink Shirt and requested that he be cremated today.

But she herself didn't even stay, and left in a hurry.

Wen Yan followed the whole process and was speechless looking at the coffin next to him. On the other hand, other colleagues looked calm and seemed not to be surprised.

Not a single close relative was present, but two employees of the funeral home pushed a small cart with this stereo playing on it. The sound of crackling firecrackers in the stereo continued to circulate, and they walked around the yard, which was considered the end of the ceremony.

Within ten minutes, the pink shirt was pushed into the luxurious furnace. The boss of the cremation department opened the fire and was waiting nearby. Two people from the Lieyang Department also supervised the whole process.

In less than a minute, I heard a crackling and thumping sound in the luxurious furnace, and I could also faintly hear the sound of wailing and crying.

Wen Yan looked shocked and couldn't help but take a step back.

Lao Zhang grinned and reassured.

"Don't be afraid. You know that heat expands and contracts. The air in a person's lungs expands when heated and rushes out. It hits the vocal cords and makes a sound. This is a normal phenomenon."

Lao Zhang was doing some popular science here, and the vibrations in the cremator became louder, and there was also a slight growling sound coming from inside.

This time, not only Wen Yan, but also the two people from Lieyang Department who came to supervise the whole process, followed Wen Yan and took a few steps back silently.