Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

"Comrade, calm down! Think carefully, is there some misunderstanding?"

Director Zhao naturally knew that Zhou Feng and Bai Ling could not be enemy agents, and he also knew that Xu Damao was just making baseless accusations in a fit of rage, after all, the guy's current appearance did not seem like that of a normal person.

But since someone has already reported it, he can't make his stance too obvious; he still has to say something polite.

But to Xu Damao, these words were like adding fuel to the fire!

His pants, soaked with urine but half-dry, were still stuck to his legs!

The sensation reminded him of how much he had suffered yesterday and how much face he had lost today!

He had already lost face at the steel mill, and now such a big thing had happened in the alley, and it was all related to Zhou Feng!

How could he possibly swallow this insult!

"Misunderstanding? What a load of rubbish!"

Xu Damao's eyes widened, spittle practically flying out of his mouth, and his hoarse voice teetered on the verge of cracking: "In all my years, I've never been this humiliated! I saw it with my own eyes last night, he was whispering with a dark figure over there, what else could it be but exchanging intelligence? Huh?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and even started gesturing wildly.

But as he moved, the mixed odor emanating from his body began to waft out in waves.

The neighborhood committee members and police officers around couldn't help but turn their heads away and quietly hold their breath.

"Comrade Xu Damao, reporting enemy agents is a very serious political issue! It requires solid evidence! What you said about the shadowy figure and the muttering is just your speculation and cannot be used as evidence! We also cannot interrogate Comrade Zhou Feng based on your one-sided statement."

"Okay, so you said Comrade Zhou Feng met with someone. Besides you, are there any other witnesses? Did you hear what they specifically said? And what are the specific characteristics of that contact person?"

Director Zhao's questions were clear, logical, and to the point.

This drew everyone's attention, and Bai Ling especially perked up her ears, wanting to know whether Xu Damao had seen Sun Yue last night.

Unfortunately, Xu Damao was speechless when asked the question, his face turned even redder, and he stammered for a long time without being able to give a coherent answer.

After all, he wasn't very close last night, and it was dark, so he only saw a blurry picture.

Immediately afterwards, a sack was put over his head, so he didn't have time to look at any features.

"Last night...it was so dark, how could I see anything clearly?"

Xu Damao's momentum clearly weakened, but he still refused to back down verbally.

"I swear on my life! He's definitely up to something! What's going on? I'm the one who reported him! Why are you interrogating me? I told you, you're all guilty! You're biased towards him!"

"Xu Damao! Watch your attitude and words!"

Director Zhang of the neighborhood committee couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "Director Zhao is investigating the situation according to the law! Who can arrest people without solid evidence? You are also a member of the working class; you should be reasonable and not resort to sophistry!"

"Am I being unreasonable?"

Xu Damao was so angry that he was trembling all over. He looked around and felt like the whole world was against him!

He was the one who reported Zhou Feng as an enemy agent, but now that guy is standing there unharmed, while he, the one who reported him, is being questioned in public.

Why should I?!

When he noticed Zhou Feng's calm expression and the slightly mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, he became completely enraged.

"Zhou Feng! You'd better tell me yourself! Last night, dare you say you didn't go out? Dare you say you didn't meet with anyone? In front of all these comrades, you better explain yourself!"

Hearing Xu Damao's roar, Zhou Feng calmly glanced at him.

"Comrade Xu Damao, is it a problem if I go out at night to use the restroom? I really didn't see any of the shadows you mentioned."

"But... I'd like to ask you something. Why aren't you sleeping at night? What are you trying to do, sneaking around following me like that?"

"Having misbehaved themselves, been tricked and taken advantage of, they're now making baseless accusations, trying to pin the blame on others?"

Zhou Feng shook his head and sighed softly, making no attempt to hide the disdain in his tone: "Your logic is just like you; neither of it is very sophisticated."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao was stunned for a few seconds.

"Unpresentable," "lacking in vision," and "petty" are all adjectives he hates the most. Zhou Feng saying these things in front of so many people directly hit him where it hurts, and it could even be said that he tore away his fig leaf.

"Fuck your grandpa!"

Seeing the contempt in Zhou Feng's eyes, Xu Damao lost his mind, let out a howl, and rushed towards Zhou Feng without thinking.

But before he could run two steps, he was firmly held down by two local police officers from the nearby police station.

"Calm down!"

"If you cause any more trouble, we'll treat you as obstructing official business!"

Xu Damao struggled fiercely, but his legs were already weak, and in his anger and anxiety, he tripped and fell, making him look rather comical and pathetic.

After struggling for a while, Xu Damao, panting heavily, gradually stopped.

He knew perfectly well that with Director Zhao clearly showing favoritism, the neighborhood committee trying to smooth things over, and so many people watching, he couldn't possibly gain any advantage; everyone was targeting him.

"Fine! Fine! You won't do anything, huh? The police station won't do anything, the neighborhood committee won't do anything!"

He was panting heavily, his eyes sweeping fiercely over the crowd: "I'm going to report this to the district! I'm going to report it to the city! I refuse to believe there's no place in Beiping where justice can be served!"

"Zhou Feng, you just wait! And all of you, officials protecting each other, every single one of you, I'll write your names into my report!"

After saying that, Xu Damao suddenly swung his arm and broke free from the police officer's grasp.

Perhaps because he exerted too much force, or perhaps because of his leg injury, he staggered and almost fell.

But he didn't look at anyone. After regaining his balance, he limped outside, leaving a pungent smell.

For some reason, that back view had a certain tragic air about it, but it couldn't be matched with the smell and urine stains on his body, otherwise it would only make people want to stay away.

"This…"

Director Zhang looked at Director Zhao with some difficulty, but the latter shook his head at him.

"Let him be about the report. Without any evidence, relying solely on his own conjecture, the higher-ups won't jump to conclusions. But Comrade Zhou Feng..."

Director Zhao looked at Zhou Feng, his tone tinged with apology: "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Zhou Feng smiled casually, "It's alright, the innocent will clear themselves, it's only right that we cooperate with the investigation."

Bai Ling, standing to the side, remained silent, instead watching Xu Damao's retreating figure with a sharp glint in her eyes.

If that guy is really determined to fight Zhou Feng to the death and writes letters to report him everywhere, although it won't shake the foundation, it will still be a problem in the end.

We should still report this to Director Sun and resolve this uncertainty.

Director Zhang, who was standing to the side, glanced at Zhou Feng, Bai Ling, and Director Zhao with a complicated expression, and secretly raised Zhou Feng's status several levels higher.

It seems that besides the neighborhood committee's intervention, this young man has other connections; at least with Uncle Hat, he has very strong backing!