Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 547 Doubtful
Yi Zhonghai's new home is a bit far from Qin Jingru's home, but it's not too far away, otherwise they wouldn't have met by chance.

The total distance is only 7 or 8 miles. People in this era even have bicycles, and walking is already a common practice.

It's only a journey of minutes for a few miles, so it's not a problem.

Yi Zhonghai was just an ordinary person, so he definitely didn't have any anti-stalking skills. Of course, the one who followed him was also the inexperienced Liu Haizhong.

This is how a blind cat ran into a dead mouse, but after all, Liu Haizhong had no intention of calculating.

Although he had a big belly that got in the way and was as stupid as a pig, he stumbled and did not show his feet!
By God's blessing, the road was smooth and calm, and we didn't meet the defense team.

Soon, Liu Haizhong followed Yi Zhonghai to Qin Jingru's house.

At this moment, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, and it was pitch black everywhere. Yi Zhonghai knocked on the door lightly, and soon the door opened.

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly walked in, Liu Haizhong tiptoed over to the door, held his breath and listened intently at the door.

A small house of 20 square meters, with air leakage everywhere, can have a fart sound insulation effect, so the sound inside can be heard clearly.

At this time, Liu Haizhong felt jealous and hated, but at the same time he was very happy, his small eyes kept flashing with extremely cruel light, and his face became ferocious and distorted.

Yi Zhonghai, you damn old outcast, how dare you break your shoes!

You are definitely going to die today, if I don’t peel off all your skin, I’ll be called your surname in the future!
Thinking resentfully in the center of Liu Hai, he clenched his fists tightly, he took a few steps back, his eyes flicked around, trying to find someone to break into the door.

As the saying goes, if you catch the thief and the dirty, and if you catch the adulterer, you have to catch the couple. Of course, if you catch it on the bed, you will get all the stolen goods, and there is no denying it.

Regarding this point, Liu Haizhong, an official fan, is quite clear.

But before he could find the right object and was about to use his body to slam the door in, the door of Qin Jingru's house was pushed open, and Yi Zhonghai walked out refreshed while arranging his clothes.

When he raised his eyes abruptly, he saw the door stunned, with a dumbfounded expression, and in the extremely weird bangs, Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat.

A gust of cold air rushed straight from the soles of the feet to the Tianling Gai!

Cold sweat broke out in an instant, flowing directly from the back to the ditch, his hands and feet were cold, and he opened his mouth unconsciously, already aphasic.

Liu Haizhong's expression is also extremely astonished, he doesn't know whether to cry or laugh, this is too fast, the time to fart is over!
"Hahaha!"

After Liu Haizhong was stunned for a while, there was an incomparably loud laughter, leaning back and forth.

He lifted up his finger with joy, and he was already crying from laughter. He pointed at Yi Zhonghai tremblingly, mocking wantonly:

"Hahaha, Yi Zhonghai, with your farting kung fu, you still have the guts to mess around with broken shoes~"

Yi Zhonghai also came to his senses at this time, he didn't even care about being ashamed, and sternly reprimanded:
"Liu Haizhong, you fart! Don't slander me with your mouth full of dung, I am, I am lending money to Qin Jingru!"

Hearing this, Liu Haizhong stopped smiling immediately, his eyes were burning, his voice was fierce, and his tone was strange:
"Yi Zhonghai, go to the grave to burn straw paper, what the hell are you fooling? Borrow money, and in the middle of the night, you go to the little widow's house to offer the money?"

"Hey, what's the matter? People use money to hide something, so I sneaked here at night~"

Yi Zhonghai's voice was a little flustered and he tried to force it, but at this moment Liu Haizhong sneered and suddenly shouted:

"Really? Then let's ask the neighbors to come out and comment! Hey! Everyone come and see! This old and unscrupulous old widow is giving money to pretty widows in the middle of the night~uh~"

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale immediately, and he rushed forward viciously, covered Liu Haizhong's mouth with one hand, and grabbed Liu Haizhong's neck with his other hand.

Liu Haizhong was a little flustered, and cursed in a vague voice:
"I'm so stupid! Yi Zhonghai, do you want to kill someone to silence your words? Come quickly! Kill someone!"

Yi Zhonghai is a level 8 fitter, and has been working with vise all year round, so his hand strength is naturally extraordinary. Unfortunately, Liu Haizhong is a fat man who is two hundred catties less.

As the saying goes, physical strength is not a loss, they are not people who can fight, they have no skills, and they all act recklessly by instinct.

So in Liu Haizhong's panic, his body suddenly leaned forward, like a wild boar, and then he stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

A fat man of two hundred catties, his kinetic energy is actually very strong, and he immediately pushed Yi Zhonghai hard.

Coincidentally.

At this time, when Qin Jingru heard the commotion outside, Qin Jingru, who was like a frightened bird, just pushed the door out, and the back of Yi Zhonghai's head made intimate contact with the heavy door panel.

"Ouch!"

Qin Jingru was hit on the forehead by the rebounding door panel, and sat down on the ground.

But Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes, leaned against the door panel and sat on the ground silently, trembling for a while, then gradually fell silent.

A shocking bloodstain was left on the door panel, Liu Haizhong was out of breath, and after barely standing still, seeing this posture, his hips immediately felt cold.

He was so scared that he peed on his butt, and fled away. At this time, many neighbors nearby had already gone out to watch the fun.

Everyone didn't know, so they all thought Yi Zhonghai was Qin Jingru's distant uncle, and surrounded him to help.

Needless to say, in this era, most of the neighbors are quite warm-hearted, unlike in later generations, the neighbors next door lived for several years and did not know each other.

At this time, Qin Jingru stood up with her own strength. Her forehead was knocked with a large purple tendon. She covered her forehead with her hand and ran out of the room in a hurry.

There was a sensible person in the neighbor who checked Yi Zhonghai's breathing, and then pinched him hard.

Soon, Yi Zhonghai woke up faintly, and after a while, he slowly stood up, and lied to the big guys that he was the one who yelled for help just now, and that he had met Jiedao.

The back of his head was still bleeding gurglingly, and the blood was whirring. It looked scary, so everyone didn't continue to ask.

Qin Jingru randomly took a new pillow towel at home and covered the back of his head for him, then sent him home, yes, he went home.

Yi Zhonghai never went to the hospital, and of course, he would not report the crime!

As a result, the next morning, Yi Zhonghai was stuck at home, bleeding profusely from the back of his head, soaking the pillow.

The case was not complicated, and there were several witnesses last night, so Liu Haizhong was imprisoned soon.

The evidence is complete, the motive is clear, and the chain of evidence is very complete. For a charge of intentional homicide, Liu Haizhong did not run away.

The above is what Yan Fugui and Liu Guangtian stated. After listening to it, Yang Caiyu was not only a little bit embarrassed, but Du Weiguo frowned slightly.

The whole matter was not complicated, it sounded like the process was actually very simple, and there was nothing wrong with the city bureau's handling of the case.

Liu Haizhong is the only suspect, the motive of committing the crime is very obvious, and there are witnesses at the scene.

As for Yi Zhonghai and Qin Jingru's affair, they were dead, and it wasn't a criminal case, so the Municipal Bureau naturally didn't bother to care about it.

So Qin Jingru just asked briefly, and then let her go.

But now Du Weiguo is not so easy to fool, he hovers on the verge of life and death every day, dancing with the god of death.

His eyesight naturally progressed rapidly, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he has a keen eye for every detail, and his eyes are like lightning.

This case was still very clear until Qin Jingru sent Yi Zhonghai home, but the subsequent process was a bit strange.

Although the third master was a little vague, according to Du Weiguo's keen discovery of doubts, according to his cognition.

Yi Zhonghai, even if he really died from a collision with the back of his head, he certainly wouldn't have lost so much blood.

It even soaked the pillow, if he received such a serious injury at that time, he would not be able to make it home at all.

Unless it is a secondary injury.

And in this case, there is another very key person, but was selectively ignored by everyone, that is the big lady.

Yi Zhonghai, came home in the middle of the night with his head made like a blood gourd, or was he sent home by a pretty little widow, and the big lady didn't respond?

With such a big commotion, even if she took sleeping pills, as long as she didn't fall asleep, she would definitely wake up.

No matter how confused she was, she neither chose to report to the police station nor sent the uncle to the hospital for bandages.

But at least I will find a neighbor nearby who knows basic medical skills to help me deal with it. Is this always human nature? .

This is already the normal state of the people. There are many local doctors and Mongolian doctors in Sijiu City, basically covering the entire city, all over the streets and alleys.

Moreover, the aunt knows Qin Jingru, and she knows exactly who the pillow person she has lived with for decades is.

Qin Jingru passed the test so silently, isn't that aunt's temper too good?

Clay figurine with a stone heart?

　The plot of the aborigines in the courtyard has come to an end.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)