Siheyuan, my new life

Lin Yu was sitting in the living room, eating lunch leisurely, but many people in the Municipal Bureau were busy. Director Bai Wu of the Criminal Investigation Department, who had just walked into the office, grabbed his hair hard. When he saw Deputy Director Han Dongfeng put down the phone, he couldn't help but ask, "Old Han, how many more deaths have occurred?"

Han Dongfeng glanced at the notebook in front of him, picked up a pen and wrote down the content of the phone call he had just received, while smiling bitterly, he said: "So far, the number of deaths reported to me by various branches has reached 38. Today, I have opened my eyes. The deaths reported below are simply out of the ordinary. You can listen to it. One person choked to death on a piece of steamed bread while eating; one person bumped into the door frame, and there happened to be a big nail on the door frame that pierced his temple, and this person died on the spot; one person was electrocuted when he inserted his finger into the lamp socket while changing a light bulb. ; An old Chinese doctor in a hospital was standing in front of a bookcase to get a book, but was hit to death by a pot of Clivia that fell from the bookcase; an English female reporter who was staying at the Six Nations Hotel was killed after being shot in the eye by a bullet fired from the camera while wiping her camera. The relevant departments have determined that this female reporter is actually a female agent from England, and the camera she wiped is actually a camera pistol often used by Western spies; even more outrageous is that a military attaché of the North Soviet Embassy was having dinner at the same table with an American reporter in a Moscow restaurant, and they both pulled out a gun and shot at each other at the same time. Now both of them are dead. "

Bai Wu sighed: "I just went to the North Soviet Embassy with people from the Foreign Affairs Department. A counselor from the North Soviet Embassy died in his office. The reason given by their embassy doctor was that the man was too obese and had severe hypertension. According to the on-site situation analysis, it may be a sudden death caused by this. The North Soviet Embassy notified us to go there to determine the cause of death with them, and then immediately transport the body back to the country."

Bai Wu picked up the cigarette on the desk, lit it and took a puff before continuing, "I can guarantee with my own head that the real cause of death of the counselor of the North Soviet Embassy is definitely not what they said. The strange expressions of the embassy staff around them can easily reveal the problem. However, since the North Soviet Embassy has insisted on determining that it was a sudden death, we can only agree to sign and confirm the report."

Han Dongfeng hesitated for a while before whispering, "Old Bai, do you think that today's series of bizarre deaths were caused by the same group of people as the enemy spies who were hanged on the telephone poles yesterday?"

Bai Wu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he quickly stood up and said, "Come on, Lao Han, let's go report to Director Wan now."

Han Dongfeng smiled bitterly and pointed at the phone: "You go by yourself, I still have to wait for the phone."

Bai Wu also sighed. Now all the people in the Criminal Investigation Department of the Municipal Bureau had been sent out, and now only the two of them were left alone. Picking up his hat and putting it on, Bai Wu hurried out of the office.

In Director Wan's office on the fourth floor, after listening to Bai Wu's report, Director Wan closed his eyes and smoked non-stop. After a while, he spoke: "I just received instructions from my superiors. The people who died yesterday and today were all enemy spies. You just need to investigate them simply according to normal procedures. In addition, notify the street offices and factory security departments that are assisting in the investigation. The superiors have already known the identities of the murderers who killed these enemy spies. Comrades from relevant departments will take over this case."

Bai Wu asked in surprise: "Director, does the higher-ups mean that we don't need to cooperate with the relevant departments to track down and catch the murderer?"

Director Wan nodded gently: "Please organize all the investigation materials. If the relevant departments need them, they will come to retrieve them. Go back and hurry up."

Bai Wu agreed, stood up and walked out.

Watching Bai Wu's leaving back, Director Wan sighed slightly. After receiving instructions from his superiors, he understood that there might be other reasons behind the series of cases that happened in the past two days. However, since his superiors did not tell him, he would not continue to investigate. After working for so many years, he certainly knew very well that knowing too much was not a good thing. However, so many murders happened in two consecutive days. Although his superiors had confirmed that the guys who were killed were enemy spies, he was still a little worried. There was such an astonishingly powerful force in the capital, and as the director of the Municipal Bureau, he knew nothing about it, which also made him very annoyed.

He Yuzhu happily walked into the gate of Courtyard No. 95 carrying a cloth bag. It was lunch time and the weather was cold, so the residents stayed at home to eat and avoid the cold with their doors and windows closed. Therefore, there was no one to be seen in the courtyard.

Subconsciously taking a look at the house that was originally Yan Bugui's, He Yuzhu's mouth curled up. You know, the former manager, the third uncle Yan Bugui, was a shrewd calculation man, and also had a nickname of "Door God". Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, he would block the gate of the courtyard almost every day regardless of rain or shine. Using the excuse of preventing outsiders from sneaking into Courtyard No. 95, he would try every means to take advantage of any neighbor or resident who came back with something.

If that old guy had not been sent to the Qinghe labor camp, it would certainly not be so easy for him to get away easily today. He would probably have to fall out with that old man Yan in the end. Normally, if he was given a head of garlic or a few onions, He Yuzhu would not care too much about it with his carefree personality, but today he would definitely not let others take advantage of the things in his bag.

While thinking about all sorts of things, He Yuzhu hurriedly walked into the backyard and came to the door of the main house. Before he pushed the door open, he heard his sister Yushui's voice coming from inside the house: "Grandma, don't disbelieve me, it must be my brother Zhuzi who is back outside."

He Yuzhu stopped pushing the door out of curiosity. He also wanted to know how Yu Shui knew that he was back.

The voice of the deaf old lady came from the room: "Xiao Yushui, your brother Zhuzi is very busy right now. They have to cook for many people at noon in the cafeteria. How could he come back at this time?"

Little Rain insisted, "Grandma, I just heard my brother's footsteps. No one else in our yard walks as hard as my brother. Now there are no footsteps. He must be hiding at the door and eavesdropping on us."

As the little girl spoke, she climbed out of bed, put on her shoes, ran to the living room door, opened it, and saw her brother standing there with a big grin on his face.