All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

"Jianjun, what's going on?"

Cheng Jianjun finally couldn't hide his smile anymore, and then he smiled and said.

"Dad, you'll just have to enjoy a good show later!"

The man who arrived was Director Zhang. He led six uniformed officers and strode into the courtyard. Behind him followed a large crowd of onlookers, and the courtyard immediately became noisy.

Zhang walked into the courtyard and then coldly asked an old woman next to him.

"Which room is Han Chunming's home?"

At this question, everyone's attention turned to Han Chunming's house. At that moment, Han's mother was standing at the door watching the commotion, while Han Chunming was eating noodles with a bowl in his hand!

Zhang then shouted to the crowd behind him.

"Detain them first, the rest of you go in and search! Be careful, don't break anything!"

Everyone readily agreed, and the six of them strode towards Han Chunming's house.

Upon seeing this scene, everyone present gasped in surprise. Cheng Jianjun stood at the door, trying to suppress his overwhelming joy, but the upturn of his lips betrayed his true feelings.

Seeing the group's behavior, Cheng Qinghua finally turned to look at his son. No one knows a son better than his father, and seeing his son's expression, he almost instantly understood what was going on.

Cheng Qinghua looked at Cheng Jianjun with a stern face, without asking any questions, but turned her worried gaze to Han Chunming's house not far away.

Six people rushed into Han Chunming's house. Two of them grabbed Han Chunming's hands and handcuffed him. Han's mother saw this and immediately exclaimed and asked what was going on.

The other group, including Zhang, a total of five people, rushed into Han Chunming's house and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets, clearly looking for something.

Han Chunming did not resist because he knew Cheng Jianjun would send people, but he suddenly realized that he had neglected his mother's feelings, so he quickly called out to her.

"Mom, don't be nervous. Take a deep breath. Don't worry, don't worry, this will be over soon. Trust your son!"

Seeing her son's calm and composed demeanor, Han's mother stopped exclaiming in surprise. She knew her son a little; this brat's attitude meant he definitely already knew what was going on.

Han's mother quickly took a deep breath, stopped shouting, and let everyone rummage through the house.

With such a commotion, and just as dinnertime arrived, the courtyard was quickly packed with people. Not only did the seven or eight households in the courtyard come out, but neighbors from several nearby courtyards also gathered to watch the excitement.

Everyone was talking at once, asking what had happened, but there were many conflicting accounts, and no one really knew what had happened. However, this did not stop the crowd from discussing it.

Seeing Han Chunming in handcuffs, everyone naturally started to speculate in the worst light. Han Chunming hadn't been working properly for the past two years, and people around him already had a bad impression of him.

Su Meng, who was in the backyard, also heard the commotion. Her whole family came out to see what was going on. After all, with such a big event happening in the yard, how could everyone not care?

Just as Su Meng arrived at the Intermediate People's Court, she saw two uniformed men carefully carrying a burlap sack out of Han Chunming's house.

Upon seeing the burlap sack, everyone gasped in surprise, guessing that they had found something stolen!

When Zhang saw the burlap sack, his eyes lit up. He quickly dispersed the crowd and had two people carry the burlap sack to the open space in the courtyard.

Cheng Jianjun was standing at his doorstep when he witnessed this scene. When he saw the burlap sack appear, his eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his lips. Cheng Qinghua, who was standing next to him, frowned. He glanced at his son and then said.

"Jianjun, what exactly is going on?"

Cheng Jianjun glanced back at his father, who had essentially made up his mind. Cheng Jianjun no longer concealed anything and said with a smile.

"Dad, didn't Director Lin have a few antiques stolen from his house the other day? We were caught red-handed, weren't we? Hehe, this is going to be interesting!"

When Cheng Qinghua heard his son's words, his brows furrowed even more. He suddenly remembered that more than a month ago, his son asked at the dinner table which leader in Yanjing City liked antiques the most.

At the time, Cheng Qinghua didn't think much of it and just gave a name, which was Director Lin.

Seeing this scene again, Cheng Qinghua immediately connected all the clues in his mind. He glanced at his proud son and felt a little uneasy.

Cheng Qinghua was an expert at scheming and plotting, but seeing his son doing it like this, he felt a vague unease and unease.

This unease stems from two years ago when his son was tricked by that brat Han Chunming. That time, even he himself almost got tricked by Han Chunming.

He immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the Han family. He saw Han Chunming looking calm and composed. Seeing Han Chunming's calm and composed expression, Cheng Qinghua suddenly trembled.

He was an old fox after all, and he finally realized that something was wrong. The kid was too calm, which was completely illogical!

Cheng Qinghua grabbed Cheng Jianjun's hand and pulled him into the house, then asked him with a serious expression.

"Jianjun, are you sure there are no problems with this matter?"

Cheng Jianjun looked at his father with some doubt, then thought for a moment and was about to speak when he heard the exclamations of surprise from the crowd outside once again.

The father and son didn't bother to discuss it any further and went to the door again. They looked at the open space in front of the Han family's house across the street. They saw that the burlap sack had been opened and there was a box inside. The box had been opened, but there were no antiques inside. It was just a bag of high-quality flour!

Zhang had already picked up the flour and poured it into the box. The snow-white flour was scattered all over the ground, causing gasps from the crowd. Some felt sorry for the situation, while others couldn't understand what was going on!

Seeing the snow-white flour, Cheng Jianjun was stunned. When Cheng Qinghua saw his son's expression, he felt a chill and sensed something was wrong.

Before he could come up with a solution, the sound of a car rang out again outside the compound, followed by several shouts, and then several uniformed men squeezed into the crowd.

The leader was a middle-aged man in plain clothes. He looked around and immediately saw the flour scattered all over the ground and the police station. He then shouted with a stern face.

"Zhang Ningdong, what are you up to?"

When Zhang turned around and saw this person, he was clearly taken aback. He then quickly ran to the person's side and called out.

"Director Lin, what brings you here?"

Director Lin snorted, glanced at him, then looked around and asked.

"Which household does Cheng Jianjun belong to?"

The sound of "Cheng Jianjun" startled everyone. Just like when they looked at Han Chunming's house, everyone turned their attention to Cheng Jianjun's house, and they saw Cheng Jianjun and his son standing at the door.

Upon hearing this, both Cheng Jianjun and his son Cheng Qinghua paled.

Cheng Jianjun felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet. His mind was a complete mess. First, he hadn't figured out what was going on with the flour, and then Director Lin called out his name.

The eyes of the crowd were like guiding lights, and Director Lin understood almost instantly which house Cheng Jianjun lived in. Director Lin looked at Cheng Jianjun and his son with a stern face, then waved his hand, and several uniformed people rushed into Cheng Jianjun's house.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Qinghua quickly snapped out of his daze, greeted him with a smile, and reached out his hand as he walked toward Director Lin, calling out to him.

"Director Lin, hello, hello, I'm Xiao Cheng from the Cultural Affairs Office! I didn't know you were here, is there anything I can help you with?"

Director Lin stared coldly at Cheng Qinghua with a gloomy face, completely ignoring his politeness. Seeing that Director Lin did not speak, the others also pushed Cheng Qinghua aside without any ceremony, and everyone went into Cheng Jianjun's room.

Cheng Jianjun was also handcuffed and detained to the side. He was in a state of dementia at this moment. He watched as everyone went into the house and ransacked the place, his mind completely blank.

When Cheng's mother tried to go forward to comfort her son, she was pushed away.

Soon, shouts from the search team could be heard from inside the house.

"found it!"

Upon hearing this, Director Lin's expression shifted slightly, and he quickly entered the room. Soon after, he saw an investigator carefully carrying out two blue-and-white porcelain vases from under the bed.

When Director Lin saw the two blue and white porcelain vases, he made no attempt to hide his joy. He quickly stepped forward, took the two vases, and examined them carefully for a while before letting out a long sigh of relief. These were two of the five blue and white porcelain vases he had stolen.

He then shouted to the others.

"Quick, there are three more!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately lay down on the ground and began searching under the bed. However, no matter how hard they searched, from left to right and up to down, and even lifted the bed board, they could not find the other three blue and white porcelain vases. Director Lin was now quite agitated and hurriedly called out to everyone.

"Look elsewhere, quick! Look carefully!"

After receiving the order, everyone continued to search through the drawers and cabinets, leaving no place unchecked. However, after searching for a long time, they still couldn't find even a trace of the blue and white porcelain vase. At this point, Director Lin became extremely anxious. He rushed out of the house, stood in front of Cheng Jianjun, and roared.

"Where did you hide the other three?"

Cheng Jianjun was finally brought back to his senses by the shout. He saw the two blue and white porcelain vases in Director Lin's hand and hurriedly shouted in a somewhat frightened manner.

"I don't know, I don't know, I didn't steal it, I didn't steal it!"

Upon hearing this answer, which was almost an admission of guilt, Director Lin calmed down and then addressed his subordinates.

"Take them all back and investigate them thoroughly!"

Soon, Cheng Jianjun, along with his parents, was taken away, as was Han Chunming!

A group of people in four cars drove off in a grand procession.

On the bus, Zhang spoke to the middle-aged man with a fawning expression.

"Director Lin, this is a small matter, I can handle it. It's too kind of you to make the trip!"

Director Lin gave the other person a cold look, then, as if realizing something, asked in confusion.

"Zhang Ningdong, what are you doing here?"

Zhang replied with a smile.

"It was Secretary Wang who called me and asked me to investigate! I just finished a meeting and came right away!"

Upon hearing Zhang Ningdong's words, the middle-aged man looked at a young man in the front passenger seat with some confusion and called out.

"Xiao Wang, did you call him to come?"

Xiao Wang, who was in the passenger seat, turned around and glanced at Zhang Ningdong, then shook his head and said...

"Director, I've been by your side all afternoon, and you haven't called yet?"

Upon hearing Secretary Wang's words, Zhang Ningdong became agitated and immediately responded.

"Secretary Wang, you called me at 5:10 this afternoon, don't you remember?"

Before Secretary Wang could speak after hearing Zhang Ningdong's words, Director Lin frowned and spoke up.

"My meeting started at 5 PM and lasted until 6 PM. Xiao Wang was taking meeting minutes the whole time, so it was impossible for him to call you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ningdong was dumbfounded, and then muttered to himself.

"Who called me? He said that Director Lin had found the thief and that I should arrest him as soon as possible!"

Seeing that Zhang Ningdong didn't seem to be lying, the middle-aged man fell into deep thought. After a while, he glanced at a car behind him before slowly speaking.

"I bet it was one of the real thieves who called you. This is interesting. Xiao Wang, have Director Chen send someone to interrogate these two properly and see what's going on!"

Xiao Wang, who was in the passenger seat, nodded in agreement and then fell silent.

Soon everyone arrived at the location. Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun were each led to a small room. Soon, two people in uniform sat down opposite Han Chunming and began to question him.

Han Chunming answered his personal information one by one. The two men recorded his answers while asking him questions. Han Chunming's answers were watertight. Facing two experts in interrogation, Han Chunming's performance was flawless.

Han Chunming kept playing innocent, claiming he really didn't know anything. He said the burlap sack of flour was just ten pounds of flour he bought from the black market, nothing serious, and he was only trying to improve his family's living conditions.

The two stared intently into Han Chunming's eyes. After a long while, they exchanged a glance, nodded, and began to inquire about other matters.

Han Chunming's side was flawless, but Cheng Jianjun's side was full of loopholes. A novice fox like him was almost powerless against a true master.

In just half an hour, Cheng Jianjun had become somewhat mentally confused. Sometimes he said he didn't know what was going on, and sometimes he said that Han Chunming had framed him. In the end, he finally broke down and cried out that he really didn't know anything!