"Let's go take a look together?" Zhang Liunian, hearing about the heavy losses, couldn't sit still and hurried towards the village entrance pickle factory.
Many people saw Zhang Liunian rushing towards the village head and called out to ask, "Liunian, what happened?"
Zhang Liunian replied without looking back, "Something happened at the village factory, I'm going to check it out?"
His words stunned many.
"What? The factory had an accident?"
"How could that be? Who would dare to mess with the factory in the village?"
This factory was the livelihood of their entire village. Even if someone had an accident, the factory couldn't!
"Let's go take a look together, hope this isn't true." A man in the crowd said, then followed.
The few people beside him exchanged glances and followed. There was no other choice. The Zhangjia Village now had people working in the factory in every household. If the factory had an accident, they wouldn't be able to work and earn money. This was a matter of their vital interests and could not be ignored.
And so, they, a group of people, rushed after Zhang Liunian towards the factory. Along the way, they met many more people. Upon hearing that the factory had an accident, these people also chose to follow and see what was happening. By the time Zhang Liunian arrived, there were nearly a hundred people following him.
This news also reached every household in Zhangjia Village through those who were concerned.
Hearing this devastating news, everyone headed towards the factory, with one exception: Guangtou's family.
"I'm going to see what's going on, are you coming?" Guangtou's wife, a packaging worker at the factory, couldn't sit still upon hearing the news and said she was going to check the situation, fearing the factory might be in trouble and she'd be unemployed.
Guangtou, who had just woken up, said without lifting his head, "You go. Just tell me about it when you get back."
Guangtou's wife looked puzzled. Her husband, who always loved to join in the fun, was strangely uninterested today. How bizarre!
Guangtou's wife couldn't figure it out. She turned to leave, but halfway there, she suddenly remembered that Guangtou had kicked her out last night and seemed to have met someone.
She had thought it was one of Guangtou's brothers, but now she realized that if it were a brother, he wouldn't have kicked her out.
Could it be...
Realizing something, Guangtou's wife became uneasy.
Meanwhile, Zhang Liunian and his group, who had arrived at the factory, entered imposingly.
As soon as they entered, they saw that the previously intact equipment had all been scrapped into a pile of scrap metal. Neither the packaging equipment nor the drying equipment had been spared.
"Heavenly curse! Who came and smashed the machines? Without machines, how can we package and produce?"
Those who followed Zhang Liunian let out wails upon seeing the scene.
Others were also very angry and began to curse the people who smashed the machines.
"The person who did this is heartless, may he have a son with a hole in his backside..."
"I curse the machine smasher to die a terrible death, to choke to death while eating."
"I curse him to have no descendants."
"..."
Zhang Liunian listened to everyone's curses, his expression grim. He then walked towards the raw material room. Before he entered, he saw raw materials scattered at his feet. These raw materials had been spilled on the ground and ground into garbage by stomping, making them unusable.
Zhang Liunian's face grew even more somber. This raw material room contained nearly a hundred thousand worth of goods, all ruined at once.
The villagers following closely behind couldn't help but cry out and curse again when they saw the tragic scene inside.
"This person who wants his whole family to die, his actions are too cruel. I curse his ancestors for eight generations."
"I curse him to die without heirs, with no one to pour water on his grave."
"I curse him to have sons with holes in their backsides."
"..."
Guangtou's wife, hearing these curses, did not look pleased.
Unnoticed, besides Guangtou's wife, another person's expression was also not good.
Zhang Liunian ignored the people behind him and went to several production rooms. Without exception, whatever was inside had been destroyed.
Zhang Liunian silently estimated the loss this time to be nearly five hundred thousand.
The major part of it was the equipment, some of which he had rented. Now that it was destroyed, he would definitely have to pay the purchase price.
Thinking of this, Zhang Liunian rubbed his face and then found the gatekeeper asking, "Uncle, do you know who did this?"
The gatekeeper looked apologetic, rubbing his old hands awkwardly and said, "I don't know. This must have happened last night. I went home for the new year yesterday. I came to work after breakfast and discovered the factory accident during my rounds.
It's my fault, I didn't guard the factory well. Liunian, I accept any punishment you decide."
Seeing the elder say this, Zhang Shan stepped forward and said, "I was the one who was wrong. I thought the factory was in our village, and everyone was a good person, so they wouldn't do anything bad. That's why I let Uncle go home for the New Year and come back. But who would have thought that something like this would happen in just one night? It's my fault. Liunian, if you want to punish me, I will comply without a word. I hope you won't blame Uncle, he was just following my instructions as factory manager."
Zhang Liunian looked at them, each wanting to take the blame, and said sternly, "With such a major incident at the factory, and a loss of five to six hundred thousand, you certainly cannot escape responsibility.
There will definitely be penalties for you, but now is not the time to punish you. The most important thing is to find the killer, otherwise, such incidents might happen again in the future."
Zhang Shan was not surprised to hear about the loss of five to six hundred thousand. After all, he had always managed this factory and was aware of the value of its assets. Although his heart ached, he felt that Zhang Liunian was right; they still needed to find the killer.
However, when they arrived, the factory was already in this state, so how could they investigate?
"Boss, tell us what to do, we'll listen to you." Zhang Shan, having no ideas, could only obey.
"Send someone to call the police first, and I'll go see if there are any traces that can help us find the killer." Zhang Liunian instructed, then turned and went to the broken hole at the back of the factory. 138 reading network.
The villagers dared not disturb them upon hearing this and could only follow behind Zhang Liunian, not daring to breathe loudly.
Zhang Liunian still had no time to manage the people behind him. He went back to the back of the factory and looked around. After some time, Zhang Liunian found a footprint.
Following this footprint outwards, he came into the village, then passed through several houses, making left and right turns, and finally disappeared in front of a door.
Zhang Liunian stopped and looked up. Coincidentally, wasn't this the doorstep of Guangtou, the mute's elder brother?
The footprints disappeared here. Could it be that the one who smashed his factory yesterday was from Guangtou's family?
Zhang Liunian was suspicious but did not jump to conclusions. Instead, he looked at the large crowd behind him.
"I want to ask everyone something. The factory was likely smashed last night. The gatekeeper said he wasn't here yesterday evening.
I'd like to ask everyone to think back, did you hear any noise or footsteps at anyone's house last night?
If you recall anything, please speak up. I need everyone to provide this information to help find the killer."