Chapter 91 Changes
Time is like running water, gone forever.

Three months have passed since Luo Yang's sister Luo Min and her classmate Bai Jie moved to No. 20 Meishan East Hutong.

In Beijing at the end of June, the daytime temperature has risen to 30 degrees. Today is the last day of June, and it happens to be Sunday, so I am resting at home.

After finishing lunch and cleaning up, Li Yancheng and Jin Zhihai each took a recliner, fanned themselves with a palm-leaf fan, and lay under the shade of a big tree in the yard, chatting idly.

From Fan Chunmei's room in the south room of the west wing, the sound of women laughing could be heard from time to time.

The five married and unmarried women and girls in the backyard all have a good relationship now. They are just sitting in Fan Chunmei's room chatting out of boredom.

The serial case handled by Jin Zhihai's task force was solved in early May.

After receiving Li Yancheng's instructions, he immediately suspected that Chen Guangyao, the deputy director's full-time driver, was indeed the real culprit of the serial murders.

The case was completely concluded and the task force was disbanded. Jin Zhihai's father's comrade-in-arms, Director Tian Kecong of the Second Criminal Investigation Division of the Municipal Bureau, kept him in the Second Criminal Investigation Division of the Municipal Bureau.

After Chen Guangyao was interrogated, what he confessed, as well as some clues and evidence he handed over, caused a huge earthquake.

What he confessed forced the Public Security Bureau to suspend the interrogation, quickly organize and report the case, and after receiving instructions from above, transfer him to Su Xiaotong's unit.

The issues that Chen Guangyao confessed to were not just the details of his crime, but also included evidence and clues of many people's illegal money-making.

The cases he handled were nothing compared to the latter.

He confessed that almost all of these people were in the committee that Luo Yang belonged to. The boomerang came too fast. The slogans shouted when it was first established were as loud as the slaps in the face now.

But just as Luo Yang said at the beginning, no one dared to investigate them casually, so as soon as the police found out that something was wrong, they hurriedly reported it and then threw the case away like a hot potato.

As for whether you have made any meritorious service or not, that is not important. The most important thing is to avoid trouble and ensure your own safety.

What does it feel like to be lenient in arresting people? Su Xiaotong's colleagues may have the best say on this.

This is just the case in Beijing. Are there any in other places? Even a fool knows that there must be some, and there will definitely be a lot.

The contents confessed by Chen Guangyao tore a huge hole in this unit which was originally impenetrable.

This gave many people at the higher-ups who were already dissatisfied with the unit a chance to give those people a good lesson.

It also made many people with evil intentions shrink their heads and dare not jump around in public all day long.

It's true, after nearly two months of cleaning up, Beijing has become a lot quieter on the surface.

Chen Guangyao himself never dreamed that after he was arrested and bitten like a mad dog, there were still many people outside giving him a thumbs up.

"Dacheng, give me..."

There was a small table between the two recliners. Jin Zhihai picked up the cigarette on the table and threw it to Li Yancheng. He then picked up the large teapot on the table and took a big sip. The iced sour plum soup went down his throat, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

The reason why Li Yancheng could drink iced sour plum soup was because there was a large piece of ice bought from the ice factory in his house.

He made the sour plum soup himself by getting herbs from the pharmacy.

He is not very afraid of cold, but he is very afraid of heat. At the beginning of this month, he started buying ice cubes from the ice factory and putting them in the house.

There is no other way. In the summer without fans or air conditioners, the best way to cool down is to buy ice cubes from the ice factory and put them in the house. It is just like the summer cooling in the palace in the past. The difference is that in the past, the ice cubes in the winter were stored in the cellar until the summer. Now it is not so troublesome. There are people who make ice, and the price is cheap.

This cheapness is only relative. For many ordinary people, they still would not choose to buy ice cubes. They can just fan themselves with a palm-leaf fan when they are hot.

But for Li Yancheng, a man who could feed his whole family with one meal, he would like to fill the whole house with ice.

Drinking iced sour plum soup can quench your thirst and reduce heat, but it’s a bit sour, mainly because I can’t afford to buy that much sugar to put in it.

Even so, the sour plum soup he made has become a must-have drink in their courtyard.

Everybody knew the answer, but no one told anyone, which also helped to prevent the neighbors from asking for it. It was difficult for Li Yancheng to make it, and the Chinese medicine had to be bought with money.

"Brother Dacheng, do you have any more sour plum soup?"

Ningning ran out from the south room of the west wing, holding an enamel pot that was almost as big as her head.

"Yes, it pours out in the house."

After saying "Okay," Ningning rushed into the main house like a gust of wind.

Looking at his impetuous sister, Jin Zhihai, who was leaning on the recliner, raised his hand and stroked his forehead with a headache.

"Alas, how did I raise this girl like this? She's crazy all day long, like a tomboy. Who would dare to marry her in the future? Dacheng, tell me, how am I going to explain this to my parents in heaven?"

"You are worrying for nothing. How old is Ningning now? She is only thirteen. Wait another two years and you will see. I guarantee that she will grow up to be a quiet and pretty young lady."

"Haha, thank you so much. I regret teaching her martial arts now. Quiet and elegant? Do you think this word fits her? Dacheng, when did you become so hypocritical?"

Jin Zhihai didn't believe the nonsense Li Yancheng said. How could a girl who became a kid in the alley be quiet and pretty? Haha...

"Brother, please don't say bad things about me. I heard everything."

Little Ningning poured a large jar of sour plum soup, carefully walked out of the main house carrying it, and rolled her eyes at her brother.

"Did I say bad things about you? I'm telling you the truth. You're acting crazy all the time. What if you can't get married in the future?"

"If I can't get married, I'll just rely on you and Dacheng, humph!"

"Why are you blaming your brother Dacheng?" Jin Zhihai felt his stomach starting to hurt after hearing his sister's words.

"He is also my brother. If he doesn't take care of me, who will?"

"Hey, girl, how can you say that so confidently?"

"Lululu... By the way, brother Dacheng, do you know? Someone has introduced a date to Sister Chunmei."

"Just introduce someone to her. She has been raising her child alone for two years. It's not normal for someone to introduce her to someone. Where is the man from?"

Seeing his sister coming over, Jin Zhihai sat up, took the jar from her hand, helped put it on the table, and asked with a gossipy look on his face.

(End of this chapter)

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