Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

Chapter 111 Yi Zhonghai Big Idiot

"Dangdangdang, Lao Liu, are you home?"

Liu Haizhong had just gotten up and was about to eat when he heard Yan Bugui knocking on the door.

His face looked a little ugly. After all, he was captured by Lin Beijun and taken to the Security Department the day before yesterday, and Yan Bugui and Yi Zhonghai were also half responsible.

What? Are you here to laugh at yourself?

Liu Haizhong didn't respond. He walked over to open the door with an expressionless face. But when he opened the door and saw the person outside, he was stunned.

He saw Lin Beijun, Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui and many other neighbors standing at his door.

"You, what do you want to do?" Liu Haizhong asked fearfully.

"Hey, we're not doing anything. We just came here to ask if you've vacated your house yet. The one-week vacating time has exceeded the deadline."

Lin Beijun put his hands in his pockets, walked forward and asked with a smile.

When he heard that they were here to claim the house, Liu Haizhong's face suddenly darkened: "No, no, how can we vacate the house so quickly? Don't I have to pack up? Okay, okay, you guys just leave quickly, we have to eat."

As Liu Haizhong was about to close the door, Lin Beijun did not stop him, and turned around and said, "Okay, if you don't vacate the house for your grandfather by the stipulated time, don't blame me for reporting you to the street office and the police station!"

"Hehe, we have written it down in black and white. We only have one week. If you don't make time, you have to pay me 50 yuan interest for every day you exceed the deadline. Let me do the math. If it exceeds the deadline by three days, that's 150 yuan. It's really nice."

This evil guy needs to be dealt with by evil people. As soon as Lin Beijun finished speaking, Liu Haizhong anxiously opened the door again and grabbed Lin Beijun's arm.

"Lin, ouch..."

When Lin Beijun saw Liu Haizhong grabbing his arm, he immediately laughed and was so happy.

Without hesitation, he threw him over his shoulder, throwing him more than a meter away. Then, he quickly pulled out his gun, pointed it at Liu Haizhong, and cursed angrily.

"Humph, you want to plot against me from behind? Assaulting a police officer is a felony. Liu Haizhong, I think you want to be shot!"

Since Lin Beijun came back, he has been looking for an opportunity to beat Liu Haizhong up personally, but he couldn't find one. Now that he has been handed over to him, how can he be polite?

Liu Haizhong on the ground, as well as the third aunt and her son Liu Guangfu who ran out of the house, originally wanted to curse and cry and make a scene, but when they saw the black muzzle of the gun, they were immediately frightened and became limp all over.

Liu Haizhong's face turned pale as paper, and he said in a trembling voice: "Bei, Beijun, don't shoot, don't shoot, I definitely don't mean to harm you from behind, I just want to stop you and return the house to you."

At this critical moment, face and substance are no longer important, staying alive is the most important thing.

Lin Beijun looked at Liu Haizhong with some distrust and asked hesitantly, "Really?"

"Really, it's absolutely true. You have to trust me, Xiaojun. One day, no, one hour. I promise that I will vacate a house for you within an hour!"

Liu Haizhong hurriedly assured.

In fact, when signing the contract, Liu Haizhong knew that the house could not be kept. Besides, the compensation had already been paid. This house was actually exchanged with the Jia family in the Central Courtyard, so he had almost packed up the things in the house. He didn't give it just now because he was angry.

Now the gun is pointed at his head, why should he still be angry?

When he was sixteen, Lin Beijun dared to rush into his house with two kitchen knives to kill him. Who knows if he will just shoot now? He only has one life, so he dare not gamble.

"Then what about the three days you were overdue?"

"I, I will compensate you. I will compensate you now." As he said that, Liu Haizhong took out the money from his pocket tremblingly, counted out 15 big black tens and handed them over.

His heart was bleeding. This was the money he had just withdrawn from the bank! And it was gone again.

After taking the money, Lin Beijun nodded in satisfaction, put away his gun, looked at him calmly and said, "Then I'll give you another hour to vacate the house for me. Don't try to cheat, so many neighbors are listening."

"But, haha, I really want you to cheat and deny it."

After saying that, Lin Beijun turned around and went back to his room without even looking at Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui.

"Isn't this too much of a ruthless act? He came to me for help in a nice manner before, but now after I've helped him, he doesn't even say thank you?" Looking at the closed door of the Lin family's house, Yan Bugui complained depressedly.

"Who says it's not true? Look how well he feeds his workers. There's meat for every meal, but he doesn't even bother to ask our neighbors to have a bite."

Some neighbors said sourly.

Yi Zhonghai sighed, shook his head, and walked towards his home.

Inside the room, Lin Beijun happily lay on the kang with his legs crossed, counting the 150 yuan he had just received. Seeing Yan Bugui and others mumbling outside the window, he sneered contemptuously, "You still want me to thank you? Dream on, it's good enough that I don't mess with you, and you still want me to thank you? Bah."

In the afternoon, after having a sumptuous lunch with the decoration masters and thanking everyone, Lin Beijun left the courtyard.

In the evening, he had a business deal worth thousands to do, so he had to go there early to make arrangements.

At five o'clock, Yi Zhonghai went out with a heavy bucket of garbage in his hand. He subconsciously touched the stack of banknotes in his arms, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. This was the money he had withdrawn from the bank early this morning, exactly 1,200 yuan.

This amount of money may not be a small sum for others, but for him, it is just a small amount of money. However, even so, he still can't let it go - after all, who would like to be blackmailed by others for no reason?

Although the amount was not large, it made him feel helpless and angry. In his eyes, being blackmailed was a great humiliation, which made him lose face!

"Hmph! How dare you blackmail me? Today I want to see who you really are!" Yi Zhonghai said to himself with a cold smile on his face.

Then, he resolutely walked towards the place agreed in the letter, determined to uncover the true identity of the mysterious mastermind.

Yi Zhonghai walked carefully to the first trash can on the north side of Nanluoguxiang. He first walked around the trash can as if nothing had happened, while also looking around vigilantly, carefully observing the surrounding environment and every passerby.

For some reason, Yi Zhonghai always felt that everyone he met looked suspicious, as if they were the mastermind behind the mysterious letter. He kept scanning the crowd, trying to find a clue from their expressions, movements or clothes, but found nothing.

This inexplicable uneasiness made Yi Zhonghai very nervous, and beads of sweat even began to appear on his forehead. He secretly told himself to stay calm while continuing to observe the movements around him.

As time passed, it finally reached seven o'clock. Yi Zhonghai raised his wrist to look at his watch. He stood at a street corner, looking at the trash can with a frown.

More than ten minutes passed, but the mastermind still did not show up. Now Yi Zhonghai could only helplessly put the money under the trash can as requested.

After putting it away, he checked around the trash can again, still finding nothing suspicious, so he walked towards the observation spot he had found earlier, ready to wait and see.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye an hour had passed. Yi Zhonghai, who was hiding in the dark, still did not move, because he felt that the mastermind behind the scenes had not appeared yet.

It's not that no one came to take out the trash during this period, but no one looked under the trash can.

Yi Zhonghai was not in a hurry either. A good hunter must have sufficient patience.

Two hours, three hours, four hours, fewer and fewer people went to the trash can to throw away their garbage. Yi Zhonghai, who was hiding in the dark, was almost frozen to death, but the man still didn't show up.

Yi Zhonghai also went to check the money when no one was around, but the money wrapped in the yellow brown paper bag was still lying quietly at the bottom of the trash can.

This puzzled him, and he wondered how that person could be so patient? Or was he just waiting for something to happen and was discovered by him?

But he believed in himself, believed that no one would find his hiding place, and he also believed that there would be no one around when he came out to check the money.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next morning and the sky gradually brightened, which made Yi Zhonghai crazy.

Because no one has stopped by this trash can since around nine o'clock last night, so wouldn't I have been waiting here for nothing all night like an idiot?

He was so cold that his old cold legs felt like they were coming back.

As the day breaks, more and more people will come, and he will no longer be able to sit there and wait. Helpless, Yi Zhonghai can only walk to the trash can and pick up the money from underneath.

"This is fucking weird. Is that guy an idiot? He threatened and blackmailed me, but he didn't come to get the money. Is he kidding me?"

Looking at the intact purse in his hand, Yi Zhonghai felt puzzled.

"Fuck, you're the fucking idiot!"

But when Yi Zhonghai turned the money bag over, he saw something written on the brown paper that almost pissed him off: Yi Zhonghai, you big idiot, hahahahaha......

Yi Zhonghai was extremely angry and quickly tore open the envelope. In an instant, his eyes widened, his face flushed red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he kept muttering, "How is it possible... How is this possible?"

However, reality hit him hard - there was no money in the envelope. It was clearly just a stack of newspapers!

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he was shaking all over. He threw the envelope to the ground and cursed: "Fuck your mother! You bunch of liars! You shall die a horrible death!" His voice echoed throughout the alley, as if it was going to blow the roof off.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai was filled with rage. He wished he could catch those scammers immediately and tear them into pieces to relieve his hatred.