Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

When Yan Jiecheng, half-dead, ran back to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, he was taken inside by the police officers lying in wait outside, only to find that the Intermediate People's Court had already—

It's getting a bit out of control.

"Where's the gun?! Where's the gun?"

"I don't know, we don't have guns!"

"We really don't have any guns!"

"Da Biao, what exactly did you do? Don't you know that confessing will lead to leniency and resisting will lead to severe punishment?"

"I'll confess, my ass! Why don't you just say it's Yi Zhonghai's fault?"

"All of you, quiet down!"

"Waaaaah! I only took some meat, I don't want to be shot!"

"Old Jia, help! Someone's going to shoot your wife and grandson!"

Several police officers pointed guns at Zhang Dabiao and the Jia family. Zhang Dabiao was terrified and raised his hands high.

The three Liu brothers, Xu Damao and Xu Damao, were also there with their hands raised high, and Xu Damao's legs were still trembling.

Did someone report me for visiting the Eight Great Hutongs?

He's still an apprentice, and he went to the countryside with his father. He's quite honest.

Liu Guangqi – [I just got a temporary purchasing permit from my friend, and we got it a few days earlier than planned. It's not a big deal, is it?]

Liu Guangtian – [Did I commit a crime by stealing radishes from someone else's plant?]

Sha Zhu—【I bring my own lunchbox to the factory; Director Yang tacitly approved it! Surely not?】

As for Banggeng Jia Zhangshi, she was so frightened that she wet her pants. She sat on the ground with her legs weak and couldn't stand up at all.

Yi Zhonghai and the others were also ushered to the side of the covered walkway, their hands raised high...

But each of them had their own thoughts.

Everyone had no idea what was happening; it was utter chaos.

Yan Jiecheng entered the Intermediate People's Court, panting heavily.

"You, yes, the one you said had a gun! Where's the gun?"

"Where is the murderer?"

Yan Jiecheng looked completely bewildered.

"I meant 'rob' (pronounced with a third tone), not 'gun'."

"I mean, someone committed robbery and theft!"

"..."

"You clearly meant guns!"

"Grab, I meant grab... I'm out of breath, my pronunciation is a bit off."

"..."

Zhang Dabiao was furious. So this kid had made a mistake reporting to the police? He pointed at Yan Jiecheng—

"Beat him up!"

So the young people from No. 95 courtyard rushed forward, even Sha Zhu, whose arm was in a sling, charged up!

[Oh my god, Yan Jiecheng, you almost scared people to death!]

[They deserve to be punished!]

Then everyone, with their combined strength, beat Yan Jiecheng up!

His head was already bleeding profusely, and now his nose and mouth were also bleeding profusely!

That was terrifying!

Director Chen Guangliang coughed a few times after they had been talking for a full minute.

Yes, he deliberately gave them time to beat them up.

Because he didn't explain himself clearly when he reported the crime, the police officers pointed several guns at innocent civilians!

Do you think we should fight or not?

They couldn't bring themselves to fight, so they let the young people fight; it wasn't a big deal for young people to fight.

But Yan Jiecheng was wronged—

You ran off without hearing me clearly, how can you blame me?

Yan Bugui rushed up and tried to stop everyone, but by then the fight was over.

He grabbed Zhang Dabiao, Sha Zhu, and the others, shouting loudly, "How dare you beat up my Jie Cheng in front of the police officers?!"

"Is there no law anymore?! Is there no justice left?!"

It was only then that everyone realized—

Damn, I acted impulsively.

But Yan Bugui's next sentence disgusted them—

"Pay up!"

"Each person should pay 5 yuan; our family can't let this beating go unpunished!"

Yan Jiecheng looked utterly disappointed...

But Zhang Dabiao suddenly took out a bottle of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes with blue and gold packaging and tossed one to Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jie, who was lying on the ground, flipped up like a carp, and with a swift movement of his mouth, he caught the blue tower in mid-air.

"What's there to compensate? We young people are just playing around."

He spoke with such righteous indignation, without blushing at all.

He understood perfectly well that his father was just trying to extort money from him.

Well, if he manages to get the money and can get 5 cents to go to the clinic to apply some red medicine, then Yan Bugui will consider him his own son.

But by then I'll have offended all the younger generation in the hospital. What's the point?

Zhang Dabiao's filter tip is a way of telling himself to shut up.

His brother Da Biao offered me the filter, which meant he needed something from me, and it was also a big favor.

I absolutely have to take it!

Yan Bugui looked on incredulously: "Jie Cheng, have you been beaten senseless?"

"They hit you? The police saw it!"

"Six people, that'll cost at least 30 yuan!"

Yan Jiecheng quickly lit a match and said impatiently, "Dad, this is none of your business. We were just joking around."

"Da Biao, Da Mao, don't you agree?"

Zhang Dabiao and the others nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it was just a joke."

"I just beat up Da Mao and Guang Qi a few days ago, and then we sat down together drinking that night. What's the big deal?"

"Teacher Yan, you're making a big fuss over nothing."

"Teacher Yan, you don't understand how young people interact, so please don't worry about it. There's a generation gap between us."

"..."

Yan Bugui was furious!

30 yuan just disappeared like that?

Yan Jiecheng didn't care. He was the one who got beaten, but what about the 30?

Sha Zhu lost 500 before, what about me?

It's just one more steamed bun per meal, so why should I pursue it?

I want to play with them! I want to play with Da Biao!

Instead of deliberately showing up at their meals, waiting for them to get fed up and call me to the table, I should have done it.

Moreover, every time I sat down at the table, Da Mao Guangqi would bring over wine and dishes. I was the only one who actually went there to freeload!

I, Yan Jiecheng, have a reputation to uphold!

Everyone really dislikes me!

So when Brother Da Biao offered me the filter, it was a sign of respect, a pledge of loyalty!

I have to take over!

I am Yan Jiecheng!

We should be eating at the table openly and honestly!

No one knew Yan Jiecheng's bitterness and inner thoughts, but between men, if you are willing to cover for us and not pursue the matter, then you are a sensible and loyal person!

Zhang Dabiao, Xu Damao, and Liu Guangqi all patted him on the shoulder, but that idiot Sha Zhu came over and bumped him with his shoulder.

……

[Are you crazy, you idiot? Why did you hit me?]

"Cough cough."

"Hitting people is wrong. Even young people should know their limits when they're fooling around. Look how badly you've hit them."

It was Director Chen Guangliang who spoke, and everyone quickly stood up straight, no longer daring to be nonchalant.

"Be more careful next time."

"Be sure to pay attention, be sure to pay attention."

"Comrade, what exactly are you reporting?"

Yan Jiecheng was called upon and immediately looked at Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao then stepped forward and said, "Officer, my house was burgled, so I asked Yan Jiecheng to report it."

"Stolen?"

"The burglary was committed and left a mess; the nature of the crime was egregious and the losses were severe."

Zhang Dabiao nodded, and Yi Zhonghai immediately stepped forward to explain, "Officer, this is just a misunderstanding. It's not a big deal. It's just a neighbor in the courtyard..."

Who are you?

"I'm an old man in the courtyard."

"He's already been dismissed." Fatty Liu quickly added, "Trying to take my old man's throne? No way!"

"..."

"What is your relationship with the victim?"

"...It's alright..."

"Do you know who did it?"

"……have no idea……"

"Then what are you doing out here?"

"..."

Chen Guangliang was furious. Damn it, something terrible almost happened today. What are you doing, an unrelated person, spouting nonsense?

The police station has seen plenty of these so-called "big shots" who come out to show off and act important.

They kept thinking they could handle it internally, but this is theft, a criminal case!

It's not some trivial neighborly conflict!

If someone reports a crime, their response is considered a formal investigation!

Then we must proceed according to legal procedures!

The rest is simple—

Bang Geng confessed as soon as he was scared out of his wits that he had taken the pork from Zhang Dabiao's house.

When Zhang Dabiao returned and realized something was wrong, he locked the door and prevented anyone from entering, thus protecting the primary crime scene.

Upon opening the door again, the footprints in the floured area on the ground were too obvious. The footprints matched perfectly when the runaway dog ​​was grabbed and the footprints were placed on the ground. There was no need for interrogation.

Bang Geng didn't even have a chance to explain before he was caught.