The Courtyard House: The story begins with He Yuzhu beating up the White Widow.

Mei Yu then spoke up, saying, "Everyone must take this as a warning! Never follow Zhang Dalian's example! Also, after Zhang Dalian finishes serving her sentence, she cannot continue to live in this compound; she will be sent back to her place of origin."

When Yi Zhonghai and his wife heard from the military control committee that Jia Zhangshi could no longer live in this courtyard, they were overjoyed. If there hadn't been so many people around, they probably would have burst out laughing.

After the police left, Yi Zhonghai walked up to Jia Dongxu and said, "Dongxu! Five years will pass quickly, don't worry. If you need anything in the future, just come to me and your teacher's wife. I heard the food inside isn't very good. When you visit your mother on Sunday, buy her some meat buns."

"Yes!" Jia Dongxu responded, saying, "Thank you, Master!" Then, his tone shifted, and he said with a slight sob, "Master, how could that brat He Yuzhu be so ruthless?! We're from the same courtyard, we see each other all the time, why couldn't he let my mother off the hook?!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed, feigning concern, and said, "Dongxu, you can't blame He Yuzhu. It's just that now only He Yuzhu and his sister are left in the entire He family. The He family's situation is just like when your father passed away. The only difference is that you have me as your master, while he has nothing!"

Jia Dongxu understood another layer of meaning in Yi Zhonghai's words: "That is, the He family only has He Yuzhu and his sister left. Without He Yuzhu, they can eat the blood of the He family's extinction." Jia Dongxu's eyes lit up instantly, and he began to plan how to get rid of He Yuzhu without anyone noticing.

Back home, He Yuzhu overheard the entire conversation between Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu using his divine sense. He thought to himself, "Jia Dongxu, if you dare to make a move, don't blame me for sending you down to reunite with your son!" Then, He Yuzhu thought of Qin Huairu, calculating that it was time for this woman to make her appearance. However, He Yuzhu had no intention of trying to steal her away.

Just after midnight, He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes. Instinctively, he released his spiritual sense, and saw the deaf old woman, leaning on her cane, walking towards the courtyard. The old woman's gait was nothing like that of a woman with bound feet; she walked with surprising agility. Driven by curiosity, He Yuzhu dressed, tiptoed out of bed, and quietly slipped out of the house.

With the help of his divine sense, He Yuzhu trailed far behind the deaf old woman. The old woman was indeed very cautious, glancing back every now and then. If He Yuzhu hadn't had his divine sense, he might have already been discovered by the old woman. He Yuzhu followed the old woman into Doujiao Alley. Seeing her enter a courtyard, He Yuzhu, fearing he might alert her, didn't follow. Instead, he found a secluded corner and used his divine sense to cover the courtyard.

The deaf old woman walked into the courtyard, went into the main room as if she knew the way well, sat down in the head seat, and asked, "Have you prepared the gifts for them for the New Year?"

"Ready!" The middle-aged man walked to a vase, took out a map from it, spread it on the table, and said, "My twenty men are divided into five groups. We're preparing to attack five places on New Year's Eve: Lou's Steel Rolling Mill, Shijingshan Power Plant, the train station, the coking plant, and the repair shop. The plan is to send in the prepared time bombs before the workers go on holiday for the New Year. We'll blow up all five places."

The deaf old woman asked, "Simultaneously launching operations in five locations requires a huge amount of explosives. Do we have enough in our reserves?!"

The middle-aged man replied, "This operation is sufficient."

"Hmm!" The deaf old woman nodded slightly, then asked, "How's your investigation of He Daqing going?!"

The middle-aged man replied, "It's been investigated. Widow Bai received a telegram from Yi Zhonghai in advance and deliberately arranged a banquet for He Daqing, sending him away. However, Widow Bai didn't expect He Daqing's son to attack her."

The deaf old woman was stunned for a moment when she heard He Yuzhu hit the widow, then chimed in, "That's something He Yuzhu is capable of doing." She then asked, "Did you find anything suspicious about He Daqing?!"

The middle-aged man replied, "No!" He then asked, "Miss Yunzi, why are you so interested in He Daqing?!"

The deaf old woman sized up the middle-aged man in front of her and said, "What you should know, you will naturally know. What you shouldn't know, don't ask!"

"Hi!" The middle-aged man bowed respectfully.

The deaf old woman glared at the middle-aged man and said, "After the operation is over, you and your men will immediately evacuate Beijing in batches."

Undeterred, the middle-aged man asked, "Miss Yunzi, why do you want us to leave Beijing?!"

The deaf old woman said, "This isn't our world anymore, nor is it Baldy's world. You can't underestimate those people. There's an old saying, 'Where there's life, there's hope!' If you're gone, you're gone! Only if you're alive are you useful!" With that, the deaf old woman stood up and continued, "When will you be back?! I'll send someone to let you know! Don't look for me for a while. It's inconvenient to go out right now!"

He Yuzhu used his divine sense to discover that the deaf old lady had come out of the courtyard house. She did not stay in the same place and left Doujiao Hutong at the fastest speed.

Reaching a secluded spot, He Yuzhu retrieved an electric motorcycle from his spatial storage. Indeed, while organizing his space, He Yuzhu had discovered several containers filled with vehicles. One of these containers was entirely stocked with the latest electric motorcycles. He Yuzhu sped off on the electric motorcycle. Half an hour later, He Yuzhu arrived at the abandoned courtyard house he had scouted before. He Yuzhu took out all the compressed biscuits and most of the other types of regular biscuits from his space, but to be on the safe side, he didn't release the container containing the biscuits, leaving it inside. Then, He Yuzhu rode the electric motorcycle to a spot not far from Zhao Gang's workplace gate. He picked up a stone, wrapped it in a pre-prepared note, and threw it towards the guardhouse window.

"Clang!" A sound of shattering glass followed. He Yuzhu waited a while, then saw the guard emerge from the gatehouse carrying a stone and a letter, knowing the matter was settled. He Yuzhu didn't linger and sped away on his electric motorcycle. On his way back to No. 95 Courtyard, passing the Nanluoguxiang Police Station, He Yuzhu remembered the deaf old lady's situation. He then entered his spatial dimension. He found the newspaper he hadn't discarded, the one he'd used a few days ago to make the anonymous letter. Wearing gloves, he cut out the corresponding words from the newspaper and pasted them onto a piece of paper. After the glue dried, He Yuzhu used his spiritual sense to place the letter on Chief Zhang Qiang's desk, then went home.