Jiang Village hall.
Stacks of paper-made gold and silver treasures filled the room, gleaming brightly.
It was like the cave of Alibaba and the Forty Thieves.
Jiang Yuan's hands were also covered in gold dust, so he could only rub his eyes with the back of his hand.
He pulled out the notebook he carried with him.
Usually, this notebook was for recording the information of the deceased. Today, he made a slight exception.
"Which police officer told you that the other party was a fraudster?"
Uncle Yu Shan busily said,
"It was our county bureau's police officer, from the economic crime investigation squad. I also pulled some strings, so I was able to find out the results."
"Results of what?"
"Well, the scammer, of course. He swindled money and seduced women, tricking several people out of more than 800,000 yuan," Uncle Yu Shan said, shaking his head continuously.