"Having found the problematic accounts, we can go straight to investigate the operations. Then we'll have them dead to rights."
Xu Feng excitedly slapped his fist into his palm, his face brimming with conviction, as if he were about to deal with lambs waiting for slaughter.
"You too—when I asked you earlier, you said you hadn't found anything."
Wang Yan said, "I wasn't sure yet. I just had a feeling that something was off, so I wrote it down. Xia Ming's attitude earlier didn't sit well with me either, so I acted on impulse and asked him about these entries. You saw his reaction. That confirmed it immediately."
Xu Feng laughed. "Exactly. Look at him—he acted like he had everything in the bag. Even the way he spoke to us was all sarcastic and loaded, like he was waiting to watch us make fools of ourselves. I thought his self-control was supposed to be impressive, but the moment we brought it up, he couldn't keep it together."
The other three members of the audit team were equally energized, showering Wang Yan with praise as though the case had already been wrapped up.
"I have to throw some cold water on everyone."
Wang Yan swept his gaze over the group. "To catch a thief, you need the stolen goods. Investigating their operations doesn't mean we'll have them dead to rights. The people we find through the business side will very likely be in cahoots with them—they've all taken money, and they won't tell us the truth. Don't get your hopes up too high, or we may end up finding nothing."
The slightly overweight middle-aged man was unconvinced. "You're throwing cold water on us a little too soon. We haven't even investigated yet. We can't boost their morale while crushing our own."