MTL - After the Rebirth, I Was Targeted By the Boss-Chapter 37 whose necklace is it?

  Chapter 37 Whose Necklace Is It?

   One of the policemen looked at her with a funny look, "Do you still know the law? Even if you don't break the law, you can't be so impulsive and reckless, and you can't talk about it well. It's so ugly for relatives."

   "Okay, I will pay attention in the future." Tang Qi's attitude was very cooperative.

   The expressions of the two policemen softened a lot.

Seeing something was wrong, Zhou Xiuzhi rushed to the two policemen and pointed at the jewelry box in Tang Qi's hand, "Don't be deceived by her, she also stole my daughter's diamond necklace! That's it, the evidence is in her hands. "

  The policeman's eyes fell on Tang Qi's hand, "Is that what you have in your hand?"

  Tang Qi nodded, "Of course I took my things."

   "She lied! Check the surveillance, there is surveillance at the door downstairs, and she didn't take anything when she came up!"

   The jewelry box is not small, bigger than a mobile phone. It is square and upright. The summer clothes are thin and close to the body, and Tang Qi does not have a backpack. Such a large jewelry box can really only be held in the hand.

   Hearing Zhou Xiuzhi say this, one of the policemen reached out to Tang Qi, "Leave the things to us for safekeeping, you two, go to the police station with us and explain the situation clearly."

  Tang Qi's mouth evoked a detached smile, "I have no problem with handling the case, but can I say a few words first?"

"you say."

   "Fifty thousand fraud, how to sentence?" Tang Qi looked straight at Zhou Xiuzhi.

   Hearing her question, one of the police officers told her: "A fraud of more than 3,000 yuan is a huge amount, and the sentence is at least three years but not more than 10 years in prison, and a fine ranging from 3,000 to 10,000."

   Zhou Xiuzhi looked a little flustered and glared at Tang Qi, "What do you mean?"

   "If I can prove that this necklace originally belonged to me, but was deceived, can I sue her for defrauding?"

  The police seemed to understand something and looked at Zhou Xiuzhi, "You can file a case first, we will investigate, and if the situation is true, you can submit it to the court for prosecution."

   "No!" Zhou Xiuzhi blurted out, everyone looked at her, she hurriedly explained: "This chain doesn't have a name written on it, how can you prove who it is?"

  The police probably thought Zhou Xiuzhi's question was stupid, and reminded her angrily, "Precious jewelry like diamonds have unique certificate numbers, as well as purchase records and invoices. Can't these be proved?"

Tang Qi took the opportunity to question Zhou Xiuzhi, "Didn't you say you bought this for Tang Jiajia? Then tell the police, which store did you pay in cash, or did you pay by card, invoice and certificate? If I can get these, I will immediately I returned both hands and apologized to you."

"I, I..." Zhou Xiuzhi changed his mind after a long time, "I remembered it wrong, I didn't buy it, it was a gift from a friend, I just met her by accident, a colleague who used to have a good relationship, she saw Jiajia, give this necklace to Jiajia."

   After finishing speaking, Zhou Xiuzhi looked at Tang Qi proudly, "She's gone out of town now, and her phone is turned off, so she can't find anyone."

   Zhou Xiuzhi was obviously playing a rogue, and the two policemen got a little angry, "Ms. Zhou, I remind you that we are investigating now, and you must be responsible for what you say."

   "What I said was the truth! Check the surveillance, she was empty-handed when she came in, this chain belongs to me!"

   At this moment, Tang Qi's cell phone rang, and it was Mo Shaochen's call.

   Zhou Xiuzhi saw the mobile phone in Tang Qi's hand, his face was a little distorted, and he thought to himself: This mobile phone is not cheap at first glance, this little **** Tang Qi really won the lottery.

  Tang Qi walked to the side and answered the phone, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time."

   "It's okay, is the matter finished?" The man's voice on the phone was low and magnetic, as soft and mellow as the sound of a cello.

   (end of this chapter)