Siheyuan, my new life

At this time, a public security officer had already stepped forward and handcuffed Liu Haizhong, and the hands of the other people were also tied with ropes. There was no other way as the Public Security Bureau was extremely short of police equipment. Each team had only one pair of handcuffs, and most of the time they used ropes.

It was only at this time that the residents of Courtyard No. 95 realized that they had hit a wall this time and began to protest their innocence.

Yu Changan shouted angrily: "Shut up, everyone! If anyone dares to shout again, I will skin him alive." What happened tonight made Yu Changan extremely angry. Someone kicked down the door of the home of the deputy director of the branch in his jurisdiction. This was not only a slap in the face of Deputy Director Lin Yu, but also a slap in the face of the entire Jiaodaokou Police Station. He had secretly vowed that he would never give up until he gave this group of lawless people a good lesson, especially the leader named Liu Haizhong. He would definitely make him enjoy the warm hospitality of the Jiaodaokou Police Station.

Just as Yu Changan and five police officers were about to escort Liu Haizhong and his group back to Jiaodaokou Police Station for interrogation, a bald man in his fifties wearing a Zhongshan suit ran over breathlessly and blocked their way.

Yu Changan recognized the visitor as Tang Yongqiang, the director of Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office, but he did not speak a word and just stared at the other person coldly.

Tang Yongqiang bent over and took several deep breaths before he straightened up. After receiving the report from the manager of the No. 97 slum, he hurried over on his bicycle.

Tang Yongqiang had already learned the identity of the resident of the west wing of the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang from Wang Bo, the office director of the Dongcheng District branch. However, Tang Yongqiang was not too impressed with this young deputy director, whom he had never met before. Although the other party's rank was much higher than his, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. Since you live in the jurisdiction of my Jiaodaokou Street Office, you should at least show up at the office, as a way of paying your respects.

However, the other party did not even show up to handle all the formalities. Instead, everything was handled by the office director Wang Bo. Although Tang Yongqiang could only sign and seal all the materials honestly, he felt very uncomfortable and subconsciously thought that the other party did not respect him as the parent official.

I just received a report from the manager of the No. 97 tenement, saying that the manager of the neighboring No. 95 courtyard, Mr. Liu Haizhong, led his men to kick down the gate of the west wing, and the gate also hit a jeep. The young man living in the west wing actually pulled out a gun and pointed it at Liu Haizhong and others.

When Tang Yongqiang heard the news, his head buzzed and almost exploded. Liu Haizhong was too bold to kick down the door of the house of a deputy director of the Dongcheng District Branch. He was so bold. But after thinking about it, he understood that Liu Haizhong didn't know the other party's identity at all.

At this moment, Tang Yongqiang felt a little secretly happy in his heart. You, a young man, do not respect me, a respected senior. Today I have made you lose face.

Tang Yongqiang had a very good impression of Liu Haizhong. He was always respectful to him when he saw him, and never complained about the tasks of the Street Office. He also knew to send him gifts during festivals. In his impression, Liu Haizhong was a good comrade who worked hard and never complained. If Yi Zhonghai's prestige in the No. 95 courtyard was not much higher than Liu Haizhong, he really wanted to let Liu Haizhong be the manager.

Although Liu Haizhong's reckless behavior tonight will definitely be dealt with, Tang Yongqiang feels that there is still a lot of room for maneuver. You know, openly smashing the door of a deputy-department-level leader's house can almost be regarded as a political incident, while conflicts and knocking down doors between ordinary neighbors can only be regarded as civil disputes. As long as he attributed the incident to a dispute between neighbors, Liu Haizhong would only have to apologize and compensate for the losses.

After all, there are not many stewards as sensible and obedient as Liu Haizhong. On his way here, Tang Yongqiang had decided to try his best to help Liu Haizhong solve this problem. He believed that Liu Haizhong would definitely give him a generous gift as a thank you afterwards.

Now Tang Yongqiang was glad that he arrived quickly enough, otherwise it would be much more troublesome for him to deal with Liu Haizhong and his group after they were brought back to the police station. He believed that with his prestige in the Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office, Yu Changan, the police station chief, would have to give him this face.

Tang Yongqiang then forced a smile and said to Yu Changan with a dry laugh: "Director Yu, there is no need to mobilize so many troops for a little friction between neighbors, right? We leaders must be strict with ourselves and lenient with others, otherwise the impact will be too bad if it gets out."

The Jiaodaokou Police Station and the Subdistrict Office were separated by a wall, and the two sides had frequent dealings. However, Yu Changan was very disgusted with Director Tang, who always liked to show off his seniority. After hearing what he said, he sneered and said, "Director Tang called the bad incident that happened tonight a minor friction between neighbors? No wonder Liu Haizhong just kept saying that he was carrying out the task assigned to him by the leader of the Subdistrict Office. I wonder if he was carrying out the task assigned by you, Director Tang."

Hearing this, Tang Yongqiang was shocked. What's wrong with Liu Haizhong's brain? When did he give him such a ridiculous task? He quickly denied it: "No, he is just talking nonsense. I have never given Liu Haizhong such a task."

Although Tang Yongqiang had just felt a little secretly happy about what happened tonight, when the fire burned himself, Tang Yongqiang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If he was identified as Liu Haizhong's mastermind, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.

As a Jindan stage cultivator, Lin Yu's five senses were extremely sharp. He had clearly felt a hint of malice towards him from Director Tang of the Jiaodaokou Subdistrict Office. After hearing his confusing words, Lin Yu decided to get rid of this guy.

Lin Yu took a few steps forward and ignored Tang Yongqiang, whose forehead was sweating. He said in a deep voice, "Director Yu, since Liu Haizhong keeps saying that he is carrying out the tasks assigned by the street office leader, then please ask Director Tang from Jiaodaokou Street Office to go back and assist in the investigation. I will report the terrible incident that happened tonight directly to the district and city leaders."

Yu Changan agreed loudly, grabbed Tang Yongqiang's arm, and said coldly: "Let's go, Director Tang, don't force me to handcuff you."

Tang Yongqiang struggled and shouted: "None of this has anything to do with me. Liu Haizhong is just talking nonsense. You have no right to arrest me."

Yu Changan was not going to be polite to him. He used a little force on his hand to drag him out, and shouted as he walked: "Take all the prisoners back. If anyone dares to resist, just shoot them to death."

After hearing Yu Changan's words, the residents of Courtyard No. 95, who were originally ready to make a move, immediately quieted down and were obediently escorted to the Jiaodaokou Police Station by the police. Even Director Tang Yongqiang shut his mouth. At this time, all he was thinking about was how he could get out of this matter smoothly.

As all the residents of Courtyard No. 95 who were causing trouble were taken away, the people who had gathered on the street to watch the excitement also dispersed in twos and threes. Everything that happened tonight opened their eyes. People talked about it in low voices as they walked home. It was estimated that this incident would quickly spread throughout half of the capital city tomorrow.