Courtyard house: Just the right amount of pressure, leaving you bewildered but not brain-damaged.

"Yes, definitely." Yi Zhonghai said confidently, patting his chest to assure everyone. "I forgot the specifics of how it was written, but for the meetings that relayed information up and down, our department always sent Lao Yan. He's a Chinese language teacher, so he's the most suitable person for this job."

"Come on, Lao Yan, tell Xiao Zhang what the document said. I only remember that it mentioned surveillance, reporting, checkpoints, and inspections. I can't remember anything else."

Gao Xiaosheng was stunned. Could it really be true?

If the police station really did issue this document and it hasn't expired, then it will be difficult for him to pass through without any problems today.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's firm tone, Zhang, the staff member, also became a little insecure. He scratched his hair hard a couple of times, seriously doubting whether he was aging prematurely and that his memory was declining significantly at such a young age.

Yan Bugui hesitated before walking up to Officer Zhang. "Hey, Officer Zhang, who can remember a document from three years ago? Anyway, it was just something they wanted us security activists to check."

"Uncle Yan, you don't need to go into too much detail. Just tell me which group that document is aimed at. Is it the general public or something else?"

Zhang is an honest person, but that doesn't mean he lacks intelligence.

Yi Zhonghai's words were so resolute that he did indeed fall into a brief moment of self-doubt, but he quickly realized something was wrong.

After all, I work in the subdistrict office. Although I can't remember every single document issued by my superiors, I at least have a general idea of ​​what they are.

There are no documents in Beijing that mention large-scale searches targeting the general public; that's just nonsense.

Coupled with Yan Bugui's timid and hesitant gaze just now, Officer Zhang knew that there must be something hidden behind this.

"It's like... after we registered and controlled several thousand dits in 51, the higher authorities issued a document to strengthen public security management."

Yan Bugui's words were vague yet reasonable, and none of the long-time residents in the courtyard, including Yi Zhonghai, noticed anything wrong with them.

But Officer Zhang was different; after hearing the first half of the sentence, he understood what Yan Bugui was up to.

"My goodness, so you then tell everyone that the police station allows community security activists to search items brought into the yard by residents?"

"Isn't this spreading false information and deceiving the public?!"

"Comrade Yan Bugui, this matter is extremely serious in nature and has very serious consequences. I will go to the director's house to report this in a moment and recommend that you be removed from all your positions in the neighborhood committee and the public security committee."

Officer Zhang's face was quite grim. This kind of behavior of deceiving superiors and concealing the truth is most likely to arouse public resentment towards grassroots cadres and police officers, and may even lead to a confrontational situation.

"Comrades, let me explain to you that Comrade Yan Bugui conveyed the wrong spirit of the document. The public security comrades would never doubt the masses."

"I recall that document; it was aimed at Dieter personnel who voluntarily registered for control but did not participate in any sabotage activities."

"Even in Dietmar, we do not allow arbitrary searches. Community security volunteers are responsible for monitoring and reporting any unusual situations to the police station, where officers will lead the search."

"As for setting up checkpoints, they are not for the general public, but to assist the police in questioning and inspecting suspicious persons entering the city."

"Everyone, please remember that activists have no right to question or search people. They can only participate if the police officers take the initiative to request assistance."

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu jumped up.

"Hey, Uncle San, that's not what you said back then. Ever since that meeting, you've been blocking the entrance every day, and you always try to take advantage of anyone who comes into the yard."

"How many times have you stolen my lunchbox over the past three years!"

That's why everyone calls him Silly Pillar; he's really not smart enough and can't tell which side he's on.

In the past, Yi Zhonghai would always call He Yuzhu to his side during meetings, just in case He Yuzhu caused any trouble. Today was too rushed, and he forgot about that.

It just so happens that He Yushui is always clinging to Gao Xiaosheng, so He Yuzhu, as her older brother, can only stay with his sister.

Yan Bugui's biggest victim, Xu Fugui's family, hadn't said a word, but he spoke up first.

"What?! Is that true?! Yan Bugui, you...you're utterly lawless!"

Officer Zhang was so angry that he could barely speak.

In the past six months, the subdistrict office has conducted several small-scale investigations, and some neighborhood managers and residents' group leaders have indeed shown signs of abusing their power and acting unfairly.

But he never expected that Yan Bugui would be so audacious as to tamper with the documents, cutting off the beginning and end, taking things out of context, and expanding the scope to seek personal gain.

Yi Zhonghai was completely numb, his head was buzzing.

He swears to God that he knew nothing about this.

When the three stewards initially divided their responsibilities, it was Yi Zhonghai who took the initiative to suggest that Yan Bugui be in charge of conveying the spirit of the documents, since he was the only educated person among them.

Yan Bugui has indeed done a good job in recent years. His documents are explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way, even five- or six-year-old children can understand them.

But who would have thought that Old Man Yan would be so audacious as to tamper with the spirit of the document? Isn't this like an old man eating poison, courting death?

"Not only He Yuzhu, but I also heard that Comrade Sun Youtian, who moved here half a year earlier than me, was also exploited quite a bit."

Gao Xiaosheng continued to sow discord between Yan Bugui and Sun Youtian.

Sun Youtian, who was sitting alone in the corner, was laughing happily as he watched Yan Bugui being scolded. When he heard someone call his name, he quickly stood up.

"That's right, Officer Zhang, Yan Bugui steals my things almost every day."

"If I don't give it to him, he won't let me into the hospital..."

Sun Youtian poured out his grievances to Zhang, the clerk, as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

"Guizhen, Guizhen."

Yi Zhonghai frowned, and while everyone's attention was focused on Officer Zhang, he quietly called to his wife, Wu Guizhen.

"Zhonghai".

"Go to the backyard quickly and help your godmother over."

He has no control over the current situation and has no other choice but to seek help from the Buddha.

One clerk, Zhang, had the three managers completely under his thumb. His attempts at sophistry and moral blackmail were utterly ineffective.

But to say that he has completely failed today would be an understatement; at least the outcome is still uncertain.

That old bastard Yan Bugui is really dishonest. It's one thing to keep things from others, but to keep even his own grandfather in the dark is truly hateful.

Now that they've been caught red-handed, they deserve it.

But crisis can also be an opportunity.

Yi Zhonghai didn't really like Yan Bugui to begin with, but his godmother insisted on using Yan the old scoundrel as a "target" to elevate him to the position of the Third Uncle.

The task of rescuing her from the predicament naturally had to be done by her godmother.

According to Yi Zhonghai's thinking, no matter how it ends today, he will most likely end up with a draw.

Without his godmother's help, Yan Bugui will definitely not fare well; at the very least, he will lose his title of Third Uncle.

Yi Zhonghai lost face but gained substance.

From then on, there were only two old men in courtyard number 95, and Liu Haizhong was still a brainless idiot.

With the godmother's strong support for Yan Bugui, Zhang Ganshi was forced to back down, so Yi Zhonghai didn't lose out either.

At least it can give Gao Xiaosheng a warning and, incidentally, deter the unruly Sun Youtian.

Of course, there is another situation that Yi Zhonghai would very much like to avoid: if Yan Bugui is unharmed and Gao Xiaosheng also wins, then he would lose both his wife and his army, losing both face and substance.

However, the probability of this happening is extremely low, almost impossible.

Yi Zhonghai hasn't read enough books and hasn't heard of Murphy's Law.