Courtyard House: Starting as an eighth-grade worker, with too many wives.

Before he could even confront Sha Zhu, he saw his wife's clothes being rummaged through the man's house.

Does this need to be said?

What's there to not understand?

Jia Dongxu struggled to stand up, but could only twist in vain.

His leg wasn't fully healed, so he couldn't put any weight on it.

He lay half-reclined on the chair, staring intently at Sha Zhu, his eyes looking like he wanted to devour him.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

No one spoke.

Only Jia Dongxu's heavy breathing and Sha Zhu's increasingly rapid breathing could be heard.

The search is ongoing.

Groups of people came out of the house, carrying various things in their hands.

The pile quickly formed a small mountain in the yard.

Li Jianguo looked at those things, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

I never expected this.

I never expected it to be this amazing.

A brand-new cadre uniform was found in Liu Haizhong's home.

The material and the workmanship clearly indicate that it wasn't cheap.

But the size is clearly not what Liu Hai is wearing; his belly can't possibly fit it.

Everyone glanced at it but didn't pay much attention.

Xu Damao, being a sharp-tongued person, couldn't resist making a couple of teasing remarks.

"Second Uncle, you're almost retired, yet you still dream of being an official?"

Liu Haizhong's face turned bright red.

He usually only dared to wear those clothes secretly inside the house, and wouldn't even let his wife see them, let alone his children.

I never expected it to be brought up today and exposed to everyone.

That feeling of shame was worse than being beaten up.

"What, can't I become an official if I want to?"

He shouted defiantly, but his voice lacked conviction.

Next up is Yi Zhonghai's family.

When the items were brought out, everyone was stunned.

Furniture made of nanmu wood, fine fabrics kept at the bottom of the chest, jars of malted milk powder and canned goods, and several bottles of good wine.

Everyone knows that Yi Zhonghai has a high salary and lives a good life.

But even something this good is still enviable.

It is human nature to worry about inequality rather than scarcity.

Several people's eyes were already showing signs of something amiss.

But what's truly shocking is yet to come.

A leather whip.

It's made of cowhide, intricately woven, and the handle is polished to a shine.

This thing doesn't look like something from an ordinary family.

There was also a stack of letters.

The sender's name on the envelope was He Daqing.

Sha Zhu's father.

Sha Zhu was stunned.

He broke free from his captors and rushed over to snatch the letters.

His hands were shaking.

In the letter, He Daqing expressed concern for his and his sister's lives, saying that he had sent them money.

One letter after another, every single one of them said the same thing.

But in all these years, he has never seen a single penny.

He thought his father didn't want him anymore.

He thought his father had run away with the widow and abandoned him and his sister.

It turned out not to be.

It turns out the money had all been stolen.

Sha Zhu raised his head and looked at Yi Zhonghai.

The person he's called "Uncle Yi" for so many years.

The person who tells him every day, "Your dad doesn't want you anymore, I'll be your dad from now on."

The person he treated and respected like his own father.

"Where's the money?"

Sha Zhu's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling quality that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Where's the money?!"

He suddenly roared, his face turning bright red, veins bulging.

He remembered what Li Jianguo had said when he first arrived.

Back then, he even called people talking nonsense.

It turns out what they said was true.

Yi Zhonghai really did embezzle his father's money.

Over the years, it has swallowed it all up, not a single bit left.

They coaxed him every day, making him grateful and treating him like a slave.

Sha Zhu felt like he was a joke.

What a huge joke.

"Fuck your mother!"

He punched Yi Zhonghai in the face.

Yi Zhonghai screamed and fell to the ground. Sha Zhu pounced on him and rained down punches.

"You stole my father's money!"

"You still want me to be your son!"

"I'll treat you like royalty!"

Yi Zhonghai was beaten so badly he rolled on the ground, howling like a pig being slaughtered.

The people watching did not step forward to break up the fight.

In the end, Director Yang couldn't stand it anymore and waved for someone to pull Sha Zhu away.

Yi Zhonghai lay on the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

But no one sympathized with him.

The Jia family's belongings were also cleared out.

It filled half the yard.

Pots and pans, bed sheets and blankets, clothes, shoes and socks, food and drinks—everything is there.

"Hey, isn't this my pot?"

"This kettle belongs to our family!"

"This canned food, this canned food is from last month, it's still unopened!"

The adoption ceremony has begun.

The family whose property was stolen from hurled very harsh insults.

"Your Jia family has truly become a den of thieves!"

"I think the documents were stolen from their house!"

"You even steal pots and pans! Have you no shame?!"

Jia Zhangshi huddled up in a ball, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Banggeng kept his head down and remained silent.

Did you find the file?

Director Yang's voice was deep.

The person in charge of the search shook his head.

"We've checked everywhere, but it's not there."

I did manage to find some papers, all of which were Bang Geng's exercise books.

That notebook was crumpled and filthy, more disgusting than toilet paper.

Factory Director Yang's face turned even uglier.

After all that effort, I still couldn't find the person in question.

He looked at Li Jianguo.

"Director Li, you're the one who suffered the most, what do you suggest we do?"

Li Jianguo nodded.

"They're all here. Take them back for questioning."

He glanced at the group of people.

"Interrogate them one by one; I refuse to believe we can't get the information out of them."

Director Zhang nodded in agreement.

"I just looked around, and the item is definitely on these people. Take them back, and I'll arrange for the best interrogators; we'll have results soon."

"it is good."

Factory Director Yang waved his hand.

"Take them all back!"

Immediately, someone rushed up and grabbed those people's arms.

"If the file still cannot be found..."

Factory Director Yang's voice was as cold as ice.

"None of these people will live."

He didn't get to where he is today by muddling through.

He knew very well how important that document was, though most people didn't.

This must never be leaked.

If it's leaked, someone has to pay the price.

Upon hearing this, the people in the courtyard panicked completely.

Jia Zhangshi's legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground.

My crotch was soaked, and a foul odor slowly spread.

The person next to him turned their face away in disgust.

Sha Zhu's face turned deathly pale, and his lips were trembling.

The deaf old woman's cane fell to the ground, but she was too weak to pick it up.

Director Zhang's men escorted them out.

The security officer followed behind, carrying a gun.

The procession looked exactly like that of someone escorting prisoners.

At this point, no one dared to be defiant anymore.

They finally believed that what Li Jianguo said was true.

"Director Li! Director Li, I really didn't take the documents! Please let me go!"

Yi Zhonghai knelt on the ground, his face as big as a pig's head, kowtowing repeatedly.

"I'll kowtow to you! Please don't take me to the police station!"

Jia Zhangshi was completely paralyzed.

She tried to stand up, but her legs wouldn't obey her.

Two children cried around her, while Jia Dongxu lay half-reclined in a chair, his eyes vacant.

"Your Jia family is the prime suspect."

Director Zhang looked at her coldly.

"If we can't find out the truth, then we'll just have to stay in there for the rest of our lives."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on a fire, and the noisy commotion immediately subsided.

Not only Jia Zhangshi, but several people's legs went weak.

"Who did this?! Step forward now!"

"Why do you want to hurt everyone!"

"Which beast did this?!"

There was a chorus of criticism, but no one admitted anything.

Li Jianguo watched all of this with a cold eye.

The person hiding in the shadows won't jump out so easily.

It's okay.

He has plenty of time.

Xu Damao came closer, a fawning smile on his face.

"Director Li, I...I want to go too?"

His voice trembled slightly.

"Director Li, I've been following you around all this time, you've seen everything I've done, it definitely couldn't have been me!"

Li Jianguo glanced at him.

This person has actually been doing quite well lately.

He nodded.

"If you haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

Xu Damao wanted to say something, but he was forced to leave.

People were peeking out from the surrounding courtyards.