Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

He pointed to the bloodstains on his clothes: "This is Lin's father's blood, my own blood. Isn't this blood from a blood relative?"

Third Master was stunned. He took the clothes, examined them carefully, and then smelled them, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper: "This...this?"

He was completely numb.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

Third Master couldn't help but curse out loud, "Is he my own blood relative? Is he my own son?"

"Do you think you can travel from the future to the past, have sex with your mother, and get her pregnant?"

Yan Bugui was embarrassed by the scolding, but he still insisted, "Third Master, just tell me, isn't your own blood closer to you?"

Third Master was stumped by the question.

He rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

He was unsure whether it would work, since it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"But then again,"

Third Master muttered to himself, "It seems that my own blood is closer than that of a father and son or a mother and son. After all, the parent-child relationship is only about 99%, while my own blood is 100%."

He looked up at Yan Bugui: "Theoretically speaking, using Lin's father's blood should work, but the blood is too dry, so the effect might not be good."

"What do we do then?" Sha Zhu cried out anxiously. "Without fresh blood, we can't cure that monster!"

"My sister is already waving at me, Third Master, this is no joke."

He was genuinely scared.

Third Master thought for a moment, then asked one last time, "Don't you have any blood from the direct relatives of the evil spirits? Brothers, sisters, children, anything is fine."

Yan Bugui shook his head: "No, even if there were, Old Yi burned the courtyard house down."

Old Yi hired two more people to rob Lin Tian and his sister, but Zhu Zi didn't see them when he came out of the police station.

They obviously took Lin Tian and his sister away. I don't know the specifics; it was all arranged by Lao Yi."

He glanced at Yi Zhonghai, whose face had turned even paler.

Yi Zhonghai explained, "No, I did send them to kidnap Lin Tian and his sister, but they didn't come out and disappeared from the police station. Old Yan, don't talk nonsense."

Sha Zhu, focusing only on the key point, stared intently at Yi Zhonghai: "What? It was an old man who burned down the courtyard house?"

Yan Bugui nodded, his tone as calm as if he were saying the weather was nice: "Yes, I was just a passerby at the time, while Lao Yi was with two big men."

"Damn it!"

Sha Zhu was trembling with rage. He grabbed Yi Zhonghai by the collar and yelled, "You old bastard, you actually burned my house down?!"

Yi Zhonghai was being strangled and struggling desperately: "Zhuzi...Zhuzi, listen to me...it's not like that...Old Yan also..."

"What is it?"

Sha Zhu's eyes turned red. "This is the main house, the private house. It was left to me by my father. You're just going to burn it like that?"

Yan Bugui watched coldly from the side.

He understood why Sha Zhu had suddenly become furious; Sha Zhu's house in the courtyard was the main house, in the best location, and it was also a private house.

He was a teacher at Hongxing Primary School, and with the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill as his backing, he was eligible to rent a house for employees and their families from the local street office.

The families of Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu, Liu Haizhong, Xu Damao, and others all lived in employee housing allocated by the factory and were not considered private property.

It's fine if it burns down; it's a factory building anyway.

As long as they have jobs, the factory will have to take care of where they live in the future, since they are either level seven forgers or level eight fitters.

But if Sha Zhu's house burns down, then it's really gone.

Third Master was also secretly astonished.

He originally thought Yi Zhonghai wasn't a good person, but he didn't expect him to be so ruthless—murdering Lin's parents and burning down the courtyard house at No. 95.

He witnessed the huge fire last night; the flames illuminated half the sky.

If it weren't for the large number of people and their united efforts to put out the fire, many neighbors might have been affected.

"Yi Zhonghai is a real piece of shit," Third Master cursed under his breath, "more beastly than an evil spirit."

He had some acquaintance with Yi Zhonghai before, though not a deep one, but they would greet each other when they met.

But now, that friendship is completely gone.

People like this should be used as sacrifices.

"Silly Zhu," Third Master said in a deep voice, "first, get the bones of your enemy. One... one hand, please."

He had intended to say "one finger," but then he thought that would be too lenient on Yi Zhonghai.

One hand is enough to provide him with sufficient "materials" for the ritual without immediately killing him.

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu released Yi Zhonghai and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Yi Zhonghai collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his abdominal wound bleeding again from the struggle.

"Zhu Zi... Lao Yan... you can't do this..."

He pleaded, "We've been neighbors for so many years... I've treated you all well..."

Yan Bugui squatted down, looked into Yi Zhonghai's eyes, and said in a frighteningly calm voice: "Old Yi, you have treated us well."

How have you treated Lin Tian's family? How have you treated my deceased wife and children? How have you treated those you killed?

"I...I was forced into it..." Tears streamed down Yi Zhonghai's face. "That...wasn't something I did alone..."

"Then who else?" Yan Bugui pressed.

Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, but dared not speak.

He knew that if he spoke out, the man wouldn't let him off the hook.

The sound of sharpening knives came from the kitchen—sizzle, sizzle, each sound making Yi Zhonghai's heart beat a beat faster.

Sha Zhu came out, holding a kitchen knife.

The blade gleamed, reflecting the candlelight in the dim room.

Yi Zhonghai watched helplessly as Sha Zhu walked over with a knife in his hand, his usually honest face now filled with rage.

He knew that Sha Zhu was serious, and if he didn't speak up, he would suffer the consequences.

"It was Director Yang, Director Yang told me to do it."

Factory Director Yang?

Everyone was puzzled.

A crimson glint flashed in Lin Tian's eyes in the darkness. Was there another culprit behind this?

Interesting, very interesting.

Director Yang, right?

I'd like to see what role you play in it.

Yan Bugui inadvertently asked Lin Tian the question he wanted to ask: "Yi Zhonghai, why did Factory Director Yang ask you to do this? Wasn't it because Lin's father offended you, and you wanted to get rid of him?"

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly, "This is only one of the reasons. Lin Tian's father and I have a conflict, but it hasn't reached the point where he would kill someone directly."

My idea was to let him know the consequences of offending me, so I asked Director Yang to transfer him to do the dirty, tiring, and dangerous job of turning over the boiler.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin's father couldn't handle the physical strain the next day and didn't finish his work before leaving get off work.

Therefore, he worked two extra hours, but the problem arose during those two hours because Lin's father did not go home immediately after get off work.

Instead, he planned to find Director Yang and ask him to transfer him back to the workshop.

Little did he know, he would stumble upon Director Yang having an affair with a young woman who had just arrived from the propaganda department.

You can probably guess what happened next: Director Yang threatened him with his job to keep quiet and told him to report back to the workshop the next day.

They also gave him a sum of money as hush money, but Mr. Lin was an upright man and didn't want to take such dirty money.

He stormed off in a huff.

If he doesn't take it, how can Director Yang feel at ease?

How can I sleep if I'm not at ease?

The factory manager thought that Lin's father would come to his senses the next day, but to his surprise, he did not return to the workshop and went to check the boiler again, which angered the factory manager.

If he doesn't go back to the workshop, doesn't that mean he'll expose this?

If Lin's father finds out about the huge secret that Director Yang has, his political enemy Li Huaide will definitely lose his position as director.

He couldn't sleep until his father died.

So, he died.

I found out by accident, and because of the old lady, I was also on her side, but Director Yang still didn't trust me.

I know his secret. If I don't have anything against him, or if I'm not in his shoes, or if I'm in his shoes, then I'll be next in line to suffer the same fate as Lin's father.

Even an old lady couldn't help it.

So, Director Yang dragged me into this mess, making me wipe out the entire Lin family. Only when I was stained with the Lin family's blood would he feel at ease.

After all, the hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable!

Factory Director Yang was also afraid that the Lin family would find out the news and that Lin Tian and his sister would avenge their father when they grew up.

So… I've decided to exploit the Lin family's extinction. You'll all be involved in what follows; I don't need to explain further, right?

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