Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

The young policeman asked directly, "Comrade Yi Zhonghai, do you know Chen Jian?"

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment, but had absolutely no recollection of Chen Jian. He shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

Upon hearing this, the four police officers frowned.

The lead policeman took out the IOU, opened it, and said in a deep voice, "Comrade Yi Zhonghai, is this an IOU written to you by Chen Jian? Are you sure you don't know this person?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw the IOU, it clearly stated that Chen Jian borrowed 100 yuan from Yi Zhonghai on a certain date, and would repay the debt by a certain date at the latest. If he could not repay the debt, his daughter Chen Ting would be adopted by Yi Zhonghai.

Seeing Chen Jian's signature and fingerprint on it, Yi Zhonghai was stunned.

He's dirt poor right now. This is a hundred yuan, which is his monthly salary. If he admits it, will this hundred yuan become his?

It's obvious that the Yi Zhonghai mentioned here is not him; it must be someone with the same name.

Besides, the police have come knocking on our door, so it's probably not about the loan; it might be about another case.

He sighed. He knew he wouldn't get the hundred yuan; it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Officer, the Yi Zhonghai on this list should be someone with the same name as me. I really don't know anyone named Chen Jian."

"Yi Zhonghai!"

The older police officer shouted sternly, "Even now, you still won't admit it. We've already checked, and you're the only one in the entire city with the surname Yi and the given name Zhonghai."

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, we now suspect you are involved in a murder case. Please cooperate with us to return to the station for investigation."

boom!

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

"Police officers, police officers, you can't wrong an innocent person! How could my husband, Lao Yi, possibly kill someone? He's an eighth-grade fitter at the steel mill!" an older woman said hurriedly.

When the people in the courtyard heard that Yi Zhonghai might be the murderer, they all showed expressions of horror and shock.

Yi Zhonghai snapped out of his daze and quickly explained, "Officers, I really don't know this Chen Jian. You have to believe me."

The lead police officer waved to the other officers: "Take them back to the station first."

Upon hearing that he was to be taken back to the police station, Yi Zhonghai became anxious and stepped forward to explain.

However, his action made the police officers think that he wanted to resist law enforcement. After all, before they came, their captain had told them that Yi Zhonghai might be the murderer and that they should be careful in handling the case.

Several police officers simultaneously drew their guns from their waists and aimed them at Yi Zhonghai.

The lead police officer shouted sternly, "Yi Zhonghai, now, immediately, put your hands on your head and squat down!"

"this……"

With four guns aimed at him, Yi Zhonghai broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to squat down, an older woman blocked his way and hurriedly said to the police officers:

"Officers, what are you trying to do? Put your guns down first. I can guarantee that my husband, Lao Yi, is definitely not the murderer."

The lead police officer did not lower his gun. He looked at the middle-aged woman and shouted in a deep voice, "Get out of the way. Don't obstruct our investigation, or we'll arrest you too."

The young policeman who frequented the compound knew about all the messy things that happened there. He looked at Yi Zhonghai and the older woman and said:

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, we are not saying that you are the murderer. We only suspect you. Come back to the station with us and cooperate with our investigation. Once the investigation is completed, if this murder case is not related to you, we will give you justice."

The older woman was about to argue when Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "Shufen, step aside. I didn't kill anyone. I believe the police won't wrong an innocent person."

"Officer, I'm willing to go to the police station with you to assist with the investigation."

After saying that, he looked at Erleng in the front yard and said, "Erleng, please ask the workshop director for a day off for me later."

"Okay, Uncle, don't worry, I'll talk to the director." Erleng nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, the lead policeman waved to the other officers: "Put them in handcuffs and take them away."

Yi Zhonghai gave a wry smile: "Officer, since I'm willing to go to the police station, I don't need to wear handcuffs, right?"

"No, you're a murder suspect, you must be handcuffed."

Without saying a word, the police handcuffed Yi Zhonghai and took him away from the Intermediate People's Court, heading towards the Nanluoguxiang Police Station.

Everyone in the courtyard was shocked to see Yi Zhonghai being handcuffed and taken away.

Qin Jingru, in particular, felt a jolt in her mind when she heard that the person killed was Chen Jian.

She had just gotten Liu Lan's address yesterday morning, and Chen Jian died last night. What a coincidence! But she wouldn't tell the police. What if they suspected Wang Feng?

After the police left the Intermediate Court, Jia Zhangshi sneered and said, "Oh dear, I really didn't expect that Yi Juehu would be a murderer. It's good that the police arrested him, otherwise, having a murderer in our court would scare the children to death."

"Jia Zhangshi, watch your mouth! My husband, Lao Yi, is just cooperating with the investigation. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be rude to you!" The old woman said through gritted teeth, her eyes red.

Jia Zhangshi pointed at her head, her tone arrogant: "I told you, so what? Yi Zhonghai, that heartless, childless bastard, deserves to be shot at. Go ahead and shoot me if you dare!"

"you……"

"Very well, very well, Jia Zhangshi, you are indeed ungrateful. Our old man Yi used to help your family so much, but we never expected you to be such an ungrateful wretch. We were blind before. We'll see what happens next."

The old woman gritted her teeth and roared angrily. She didn't want to argue with Jia Zhangshi anymore. She went into the house and slammed the door shut.

"We'll see, we'll see! Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Jia Zhangshi shouted relentlessly.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu tugged at Jia Zhangshi's sleeve and helplessly advised, "Mom, can't you just say less?"

Madam Jia shook off Qin Huairu's hand, her neck stiff as she shouted, "I'm going to say it! Even that dead son of a man, Yi Zhonghai, dared to kill someone! Why can't I say it?"

Qin Huairu sighed and headed towards the Jia family's house. She needed to hurry home for breakfast, or she would be late for work.

She was too lazy to persuade Jia Zhangshi anymore. Let her do whatever she wanted. Anyway, she had offended everyone in the courtyard. One more or one less wouldn't make a difference.

When everyone in the courtyard realized there was no more drama to watch, they all went back inside. After all, they had to go to work today, and they couldn't let other people's affairs interfere with their work and earning money.