Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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Hu Qiumei also lived in a separate courtyard. Peeking over the wall, they saw that the lights were off inside the house, and then the police climbed over the wall and went in.

He Yuzhu released his mental energy to check, and then revealed a satisfied smile.

The police quickly opened the door to the house, and a pretty girl came out. To be honest, she really did have a bit of a vixen's allure.

Hu Qiumei remained calm and asked, "Which police station are you from? What gives you the right to come to my house?"

"Where is Qing Laosan?"

"What, I don't know Qing Laosan?"

"You're saying you don't know Qing Laosan?"

"Does not knowing someone constitute a crime? What law have you broken?" Hu Qiumei's attitude was very arrogant.

The two police officers went in and searched the place, then shook their heads when they came out.

Hu Qiumei became even more arrogant, shouting, "Even though you are police officers, you can't do this! I'm not married yet, and you're throwing mud at me. How am I supposed to get married in the future?"

Bai Ling hesitated at this moment. It was Lu Xiuhua who had revealed that Hu Qiumei was Qing Laosan's woman.

The credibility is not high; they didn't find Qing Laosan and were preparing to call it a day.

He Yuzhu asked, "Did you search the cellar?"

One of the police officers said, "I've checked, there's nothing inside."

He Yuzhu asked that question on purpose; he had already sensed it earlier.

It's already May, and every household's cellar has long been emptied; they generally don't store food in them anymore.

The police officer simply opened the cellar door, turned on his flashlight, circled around inside, and, after confirming that no one was hiding there, did not go down.

Regardless of whether Hu Qiumei was Qing Laosan's woman or not, she was temporarily handcuffed, and the team was to leave and take her back to the police station for questioning.

He Yuzhu winked at Bai Ling and then said, "I have a bit of diarrhea. Let the comrades go ahead for a while, and I'll drive you back."

"You are the only one who has many things to do."

After speaking, Bai Ling instructed the others to take the car back together, while she stayed behind.

He Yuzhu went to the restroom, and when he came out, Bai Ling asked:

"What are you up to? Let me tell you, I'm not happy if you do anything reckless right now."

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "What did you say? What do you mean by 'reckless'?"

Bai Ling reached out and slapped him, scolding, "What are you doing staying here?"

He Yuzhu said, "I think I heard something just now, did you hear it?"

"What's that noise?" Bai Ling asked.

"I felt something moving under my feet just now."

This is a separate courtyard, and the cellar entrance is in a secluded corner, but that's only a corner of the cellar.

The entire cellar space is located in the middle of the courtyard, just below.

He Yuzhu said there was movement under his feet to cover up his abnormality; he needed to have a reason to explain.

What do you mean by saying there's movement underground?

"I said there might be someone hiding down there."

Bai Ling retorted angrily, "Then why did you tell them all to leave just now?"

He Yuzhu said, "There are some things I don't want others to know; I have a particularly keen sense of things."

Bai Ling suddenly remembered that she had read He Yuzhu's file before and knew that he was a master of Chinese martial arts.

Suddenly I understood.

He Yuzhu didn't want others to know that he knew martial arts, which is why he sent everyone else away.

Bai Ling said, "You're being too cautious. Even if you know martial arts, it's not a big deal."

He Yuzhu asked in surprise, "How did you know I know martial arts?"

He Yuzhu had never mentioned this to any of the women before; only Xu Huizhen, Xu Huizhi, and Zhao Yuezhen in his family knew about it.

Others at most knew that He Yuzhu had once learned wrestling from Sun Tie.

Bai Ling then realized she had let something slip and asked, "You've said so much, but where is Qing Laosan?"

Seeing that Bai Ling didn't want to say how she learned that she knew martial arts, He Yuzhu didn't press her further.

They went into the side room next door and blocked a large gap in the corner.

Bai Ling asked, "Is this the ventilation shaft for the cellar?"

He Yuzhu nodded: "I can feel the wind here."

Since Bai Ling knows that she knows martial arts, it's not a problem for her to show some unusual behavior.

After blocking the ventilation opening, He Yuzhu noticed some wheat stalks in the corner.

They gathered some firewood, lit some at the cellar entrance, and then threw the burning straw into the cellar.

Then they closed the cellar door, leaving the thick smoke inside.

Less than two minutes later, a violent coughing sound came from underground.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "Your idea is better."

“I’m just using what’s available; this family is even burning firewood.”

In Beijing, coal, specifically honeycomb briquettes, was used for heating during the winter.

However, the current monthly ration for each person is not much, only about 20 jin.

Many people would save their usual coal rations and use them in the winter.

We usually buy firewood and also some wheat straw to start a fire.

Someone in the cellar shouted, "I surrender! Get the fire out of here!"

He Yuzhu opened the cellar door and asked, "Is this Qing Laosan?"

"It's...it's me, I surrender."

He Yuzhu nodded and said to Bai Ling, "It's Qing Laosan's voice."

Bai Ling said, "Throw your weapons up first, then slowly climb out."

Helpless, Qing Laosan threw his pistol out of the cellar door and said, "Don't shoot, I surrender."

Bai Ling pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the cellar entrance, saying, "Come up slowly."

Qing Laosan was coughing violently, and then he climbed up the wooden ladder.

He quickly poked his head out, his hands raised, tears streaming down his face, a far cry from his previous imposing manner at the front gate.

He Yuzhu said, "Oh my, isn't this Third Master Qing? What brings you to this cellar to rest?"

Qing Laosan snorted and shouted, "Hey, don't be so smug. You're all just a rabbit with a short tail."

Bai Ling pointed a gun at him, and He Yuzhu took out handcuffs from Bai Ling's waist and handcuffed Qing Laosan's hands.

Then he said, "Your good days are over now."

He Yuzhu asked, "Who instructed you to warn me? And to retaliate against my family?"

"No one instructed me to do this," Qing Laosan said firmly.

He Yuzhu's cold laugh sent chills down Qing Laosan's spine, giving him goosebumps.

"You won't talk, huh? I can push you into the cellar and burn you alive, it's no big deal."

"you..."

Qing Laosan looked around and saw that there were only He Yuzhu and Bai Ling in front of him.

I felt a little apprehensive, because when the police are solving a case, they don't care about human rights.

Use every means at your disposal; it all depends on whether the prisoner can persevere to the end.

He Yuzhu saw that Qing Laosan's eyes were darting around, and he knew that the other party still had a glimmer of hope.

They stuffed a rag into Qing Laosan's mouth and tapped his back.

Chapter 381 Murder and Silence

Qing Laosan immediately looked pained, choked up, and curled up like a shrimp, collapsing to the ground.

Its hands and feet were running around wildly, completely out of control.

Qing Laosan's reaction surprised Bai Ling, who asked, "What's going on?"

"I pressed an acupoint on his body, and an ordinary person simply couldn't bear that kind of pain."

Bai Ling nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

It took He Yuzhu two or three minutes to release Qing Laosan's pressure points and remove the rag from his mouth.

Qing Laosan was already drenched in sweat, lying there listlessly, his eyes glazed over, just panting heavily.