Courtyard House: The Road to an Industrial Power

Lin Weidong helped Su Wanqing, who was still a little weak, as they stepped into the west courtyard.

Two figures rushed in.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin were on tenterhooks all night, and they were already restless when they heard the gunshots and commotion in the front yard.

Seeing Lin Weidong's clothes stained with blood and Su Wanqing's disheveled hair and pale face, Lin's mother's legs went weak, and she reached out and tightly gripped Lin Weidong's arm.

Lin's mother's legs went weak, and she reached out and gripped Lin Weidong's arm tightly.

Tears welled up in her bloodshot eyes and streamed down her cheeks.

"Weidong! Wanqing! What happened to you? Where are you hurt?"

Lin's mother's voice trembled uncontrollably. She reached out to touch the bloodstains on Lin Weidong's body, but was afraid of hurting him.

Her fingertips were trembling. "My son, you scared your mother to death!"

Lin Jianshe turned his back and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye hard.

When he turned back, his eyes were red and his usually composed face was filled with lingering fear.

Her voice was hoarse: "It's alright, it's alright... What exactly happened?"

Lin Weidong felt a warmth in his heart and quickly took his mother's arm, gently comforting her, "Mom and Dad, we're not hurt at all. This blood isn't mine; it's from those people. Don't worry."

He gently patted his mother's hand.

After Zhao Xiulan recovered, she briefly recounted the story of the deaf old woman colluding with spies and kidnapping Su Wanqing.

He deliberately omitted the bloody scene of the fight, only saying that he killed those people.

"Alright, Mom and Dad, Wanqing was a little frightened just now, she wants to take a shower and change into clean clothes first," Lin Weidong said gently.

Lin's mother then came to her senses and nodded repeatedly, "Alright, alright, your father and I will go back and heat up some food for you. After you take a bath, eat something to calm your nerves."

After saying that, he followed Lin Jianshe out of the west courtyard, looking back every few steps.

As soon as the door closed, Su Wanqing, who had been holding on, could no longer maintain her composure.

She wrapped her arms around Lin Weidong's waist, buried her face in his chest, and burst into tears.

Tears soaked Lin Weidong's clothes, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She choked back tears as she said, "Weidong, I was so scared just now... When they opened fire, I thought I would never see you again... I was so afraid of losing you."

Lin Weidong's heart clenched instantly, and he reached out to gently put his arm around her back.

He patted her gently, his voice low and tender: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm fine, no one can hurt you, no one can take me away."

"I promise I will never put you in danger again."

His warm hands gently stroked her hair, comforting the frightened person in his arms again and again, until Su Wanqing's crying gradually subsided.

Inside the courtyard, neighbors watched as several police officers wrapped three bodies in white cloth and carried them out of the deaf old woman's house.

The silhouette visible through the white cloth sent a collective gasp through the crowd.

"My God! Three people are dead?"

"Is that smaller one... the deaf old lady?"

"Indeed! Who would have thought that the deaf old lady's house harbored a secret room, and that she was actually a spy colluding with the enemy!"

"Director Lin is amazing! He took care of so many bad guys all by himself!"

Discussions rose and fell.

Everyone looked towards the west courtyard, their eyes filled with awe and lingering fear.

After washing up, Lin Weidong changed into a clean Zhongshan suit.

Su Wanqing regained her composure, and the two followed the police officers to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to give detailed statements.

It was late at night when the statement was taken. The city bureau chief personally saw him off, looking at the refined and cultured Lin Weidong.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Director Lin, those spies were armed. How did you manage to subdue them?"

Lin Weidong raised his hands, his fingertips clean and long, and said casually, "With bare hands."

The two simple words left all the city police officers and special agents present wide-eyed and incredulous.

To kill an armed spy with bare hands—such skill is simply unheard of!

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lin Weidong nodded slightly, turned, and left the Municipal Bureau.

Back to the courtyard house.

He went straight into Sha Zhu's house.

Sha Zhu was sitting at the door, looking at the mourning hall of He Daqing and Zhang Shi.

Seeing Lin Weidong enter, he abruptly stood up: "Weidong, what exactly happened? The deaf old woman and those people..."

Lin Weidong pulled up a stool and sat down, his expression calm: "The deaf old woman was a Japanese spy. She hid Yi Zhonghai in a secret room, but he later escaped."

"After that, I trained with those guys."

"That's why he was able to get into your house and attack Uncle He."

Sha Zhu's pupils constricted sharply, his fist slammed onto the table, his eyes wide with fury.

"That beast!"

"Where is he now? I'm going to kill him!"

Lin Weidong raised his hand and gently patted Sha Zhu's shoulder, then slowly said, "Don't worry, I've taken care of him and the deaf old woman."

Sha Zhu was stunned.

He then let out a long sigh of relief, the resentment in his eyes turning into relief: "Good thing it's resolved, good thing it's resolved, it's also rid the compound of a scourge."

Back home, a warm meal was already laid out on the table, the aroma of chicken soup filling the air.

Lin's parents kept putting food into Lin Weidong and Su Wanqing's bowls. Lin's mother kept nagging, "Eat more to nourish your bodies. You can't take such big risks again in the future."

Lin Jianshe also solemnly emphasized, "Safety is more important than anything else."

The family sat together, warm and cozy, the lingering fear from before completely gone.

After dinner, Lin Weidong and Su Wanqing went back to the west courtyard to sleep.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Director Wang from the neighborhood office then led his staff to the courtyard house.

Yan Bugui struck the gong in the courtyard, summoning all the residents, young and old, for a general meeting.

The crowd gathered in the courtyard.

Director Wang stood before the stone table, his expression solemn as he announced in a loud voice, "I've gathered everyone here today to report on a major case in the institute!"

"The deaf old woman, Yi Zhonghai, colluded with Japanese spies and first escaped from the courtyard house through the secret cellar of the deaf old woman's house."

"Then, together with spies, they infiltrated the courtyard and murdered He Daqing and Zhang!"

"The deaf elderly woman, an accomplice of the spy, was shot dead on the spot. All the spies involved have been apprehended, and the case is under thorough investigation by the municipal police and the military!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire college erupted in uproar!

Terrified, Jia Zhangshi patted her chest, her face deathly pale, and muttered to herself, "Luckily, I wasn't with Yi Zhonghai. That old bastard is too cruel; he kills people without hesitation!"

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui exchanged a glance, both seeing extreme shock in each other's eyes.

Liu Haizhong felt a chill run down his spine. He never imagined that the seemingly ordinary deaf old woman and the disgraced Yi Zhonghai would dare to commit such a heinous crime.

Yan Bugui counted on his fingers, feeling a chill run down his spine. Luckily, he hadn't gotten involved with those two.

The entire courtyard was in an uproar over this shocking spy case.

After the conference, Lin Weidong drove his Jeep, whose windshield was shattered, slowly towards the steel rolling mill with Su Wanqing in tow.