Chapter 48

Dinner was very simple; Character cooked a big pot of millet porridge, added a bowl of steamed pickled vegetables with lard, and the three of them ate it with great relish.

Yushui took the bowls and chopsticks out to wash, and Character asked how the investigation into yesterday's matter was going, whether they knew who was behind it, and hoped she wouldn't break his lackey's leg.

"The person is confirmed, I have arranged the plan." He Yuzhu leaned close to Character's ear, whispering his plan, and dealing with Jia Zhangshi would be left to Character to handle.

Give her a good beating.

As for Er Daye, He Yuzhu intends to give him something more stimulating.

The moon had just risen in the sky, and the Courtyard House still smelled of food; Jia Zhangshi grabbed a big hat at home, put it on her head, and then sneaked over to the vicinity of He Yuzhu's house.

She had just approached when He Yuzhu's light happened to go out; Jia Zhangshi immediately grew excited, thinking she might today be able to catch He Yuzhu's weakness, and then she could properly revenge herself on him.

This time her courage was great; she leaned directly against He Yuzhu's door, pricking up her ears, and soon she heard He Yuzhu's voice asking whether he could take a look.

Jia Zhangshi quickly shifted to a better listening position, but she didn't expect that He Yuzhu's door would suddenly open at that moment, and she accidentally fell flat on the ground in front of He Yuzhu's house.

She, unfortunately, didn't say a word, got up, and was about to run toward the back courtyard.

Character stepped on the ground and leapt into the air, tapping Jia Zhangshi's back with a foot. She was easily kicked away, then quickly pulled up, and Character slammed a straight punch into her face.

Next came a mantis claw technique.

"Catch the thief, catch the thief!"

He Yuzhu watched Character beat someone while shouting loudly.

Yi Daye quickly rushed out of his house, San Daye from the front courtyard also came over, still holding an uneaten sweet potato. Er Daye also came over, but seeing Jia Zhangshi's miserable state, he silently retreated back home.

"Zhuzi, Xiu Xiu, what are you doing, how did you beat Jia Zhangshi into this state?" Yi Daye helped Jia Zhangshi up, "Do you want to eat prison food?"

"Yi Daye, your ears aren't working, didn't you hear my brother shout to catch the thief?" Yushui also came out to join the fun, "Those who steal chickens and dogs deserve to be beaten."

"What thief? Our Courtyard House has always been peaceful and united……"

"Alright, Yi Daye, this isn't about having you make a report, and what thief—you forgot the things I threw away before, or forgot the tasteless cabbages in the cellar, or forgot Xu Damao's chickens."

Yi Daye was speechless.

The other neighbors in the Courtyard House also began to whisper, and it turned out they knew where Bang Geng learned all his bad habits—from a grandmother like that, you can't teach anything good.

"Yi Daye, you have to stand up for me; I just passed by his doorstep and got beaten like this, and they even framed me as a thief—how am I supposed to live now?"

He Yuzhu shouted, saying he was about to go to sleep, when suddenly he heard a noise outside the door—a black figure was peeking at his house; if that's not a thief, what could it be but a guest?

"Exactly, running to someone else's kitchen in the middle of the night is just to steal some food to take back."

"Thanks to Zhuzi stepping in for us, otherwise we wouldn't know how to steal."

Yi Daye could only disperse the crowd, hurriedly take Jia Zhangshi home to treat her injuries. Tomorrow he still has to explain things on both sides, making sure this matter doesn't leave the Courtyard House.

He Yuzhu smiled and went back inside; this is just an appetizer, the main course is still waiting.

At two or three in the morning, even insomniacs were asleep by then; He Yuzhu tiptoed out of his house and slowly went to the front courtyard.

San Daye's bicycle was quietly parked outside; He Yuzhu went up, gently grasped it, a flash of light flickered, and the bicycle vanished without a trace.

This is a function of the system: it can send items to the original wholesale department for storage, and can even use them as raw material to produce other things.

The bicycle automatically disassembled into parts; He Yuzhu casually tossed a few steel balls from the front wheels onto Er Daye's doorstep, and also left two oil stains beside his house.

Frame someone, kill with a borrowed knife.

The San Daye who lost his bicycle is definitely more combat-capable than Er Daye.

Someone might wonder why I provoked San Daye; this person wasn't honest before either, and even wanted to use Ran Lao Shi to threaten me.

After finishing these things, He Yuzhu returned home to sleep peacefully, sleeping until past six in the morning when a roar shattered the morning tranquility; the entrance to Yi Daye's house was as noisy as a market.

"Lao Yi, I don't know which damned bastard stole my bicycle—I still need to ride it to go fishing; you have to find it for me."

Yi Daye seemed still not awake, he muttered, "We here are stable and united, you can't just spout nonsense—where would any thief be?"

"There's Bang Geng who was arrested far away, and just last night didn't they catch someone nearby?" He Yuzhu spoke up, "Is Yi Daye getting senile, forgetting things in the blink of an eye?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Yi Daye is a level-eight worker. Just being near the Jia Family his mind doesn't work well—I don't know if he's pretending on purpose."

San Daye's eyes lit up—this Jia Zhangshi could be a major suspect in the crime.

"Jia Zhangshi, why did you steal my bicycle?" San Daye rushed over, "Hurry up and return the bike to me—if you chip even a bit of paint, you can't afford to pay."

"Bullying people, who stole your bicycle?" Jia Zhangshi started acting shrewish, "Whoever stole it will die."

He Yuzhu smiled and told San Daye to search everywhere in the Courtyard House—there might still be some clues, but if too much time passes, maybe they won't be found at all.

"You could also just go directly to the police station to file a report."

Yi Daye thought these young people were really talking nonsense, so he drove them all away, then himself took San Daye around the Courtyard House, convinced that San Daye must have misremembered.

Nothing in the front courtyard, nothing in the middle courtyard, nothing in the rear courtyard.

No, there's an oil stain at the wall corner.

"Liu Haizhong, you thief, get out here now!" San Daye started shouting at the doorway, "You like this are simply a disgrace to the Courtyard House."

Liu Haizhong rushed out of his house; before he could speak, San Daye pounced on him, and the two became tangled, while Yi Daye stood by helplessly.

"Stop fighting." The deaf old lady came out of her house, "Let's talk things out—can hitting people solve problems?"

"Old lady, he stole my bicycle—that I bought at great expense, I can't just let it go." San Daye insisted, "Today nobody's words have any effect; if he doesn't return it, he's just waiting to go eat prison food."

Second Elder looked at the oil stain at the wall corner, his face turning somewhat pale.