The woman was filled with grief and cried loudly, "All my food has been stolen, so where are my chickens? Why don't you take me away and take my life with you?"

His family members also came out of the house and stood behind her, trying to hold back their grief. "My third aunt just died, why did you come to my house to make trouble? I tell you, if anyone makes my family unhappy, I will make your family unhappy too."

"Yes, hurry up and leave! We won't take your chicken. Just give us some time. The food was stolen yesterday, and you came to our door today. Even if you force us to death, we can't return your chicken!"

"If you really want the chicken, at least give us some time to rest. Our house is here, and we can't run away no matter what."

The way this family refused to pay for the chicken contrasted with the reasonableness and rationality of the woman on the 8th floor.

Everyone became more concerned and began to accuse their family of being immoral.

The woman on the 8th floor cried even harder.

Finally, seeing the increasingly unpleasant look on the face of the man on the 15th floor, the woman felt she could not go on.

She spoke up to stop the others and chose a compromise plan.

"Natural disasters are hard on everyone. We live next door to each other, and I don't want to make things too extreme. How about this, auntie? You just need to compensate me with 20 kilograms of food. This is the price of a chick. I used so much food to raise the chickens, so it doesn't count."

After she finished speaking, before the aunt on the 15th floor could speak, she immediately said, "Or props will do. You have so many talented people in your family. Don't tell me that all the props were stolen. I don't believe that. Who doesn't carry props with them? Aunt, you choose. If you don't give me food, then give me props."

These words blocked the aunt on the 15th floor's words of refusal.

The aunt on the 15th floor opened and closed her mouth, but no one knew what she was saying.

Her son was not happy at first and rushed out to attack, "We fought for our props with our lives, you just give it to me when you say so? Why? But I won't beat you to death."

"Ah! Someone's been murdered!"

"Someone killed someone!"

"Son, stop hitting me, stop hitting me. Can't we compensate you? We will." The aunt on the 15th floor had a terrified look on her face. If her son was arrested for killing someone in the street at the base, the consequences would be too serious!

She rushed forward to stop him.

Seeing that things were not going well, the woman on the 8th floor hid among the crowd watching the excitement.

The figure is quite agile.

The people on the 15th floor obviously did not lose their minds and did not want to kill the neighbors who were watching the fun, so naturally they could not do anything to the woman for a while.

Just as the scene was in chaos, a stern shout reached everyone's ears, "Stop! This is a group fight, take everyone away!"

This was followed by a series of sounds of bullets being loaded.

Everyone present had heard this voice more than once, and it seemed strangely familiar.

The last time the gifted person came back, he was surrounded once.

The screaming and arguing crowd seemed to have been paused, and the scene suddenly became silent.

The woman on the 8th floor bit her lip, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong, and frantically thinking of a solution.

This shouldn't be the case. She, the victim, didn't even call the police, so why would someone be so nosy as to call the police?

Besides, is the patrol team so idle?

Why are you here instead of busying yourself catching the thief?

Big Yang, a big man with a strong waist, walked to that station with a gun in his hand, and everyone raised their hands and squatted against the wall.

The onlookers are no exception.

The woman on the 8th floor didn’t want to go to the inspection station, so she spoke carefully, “You may have misunderstood. This is just a small dispute between neighbors.”

She believed that as the victim, she spoke first, and the people over there would definitely not want to make a fuss and report it to the patrol team.

Sure enough, after hearing what she said, the aunt on the 15th floor also spoke up, "Yes, yes, we are just joking, there is no dispute."

Hearing what they said, other neighbors followed suit, "Yes, yes, yes, these are all small matters, there is no need for you to step in."

"It has nothing to do with us. We just came out to watch the fun."

Da Yang's face was serious. "Shut up, raise your hands, and come with us right now."

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not is not your call! Come with us now!"

After he finished speaking, the people behind him made way for him and signaled others to go downstairs.

Woman on the 8th floor: “…”

I don’t know what’s going on and I feel a little panicked.

Watching the people in front of her go down the stairs one by one, she swallowed, stood up, tried to steady herself, and walked out.

I silently told myself not to panic, it’s okay, she is a victim.

This is how it was barely stabilized.

Others may not know where the patrol team is, but she knows it well. They are all talented and combat-oriented. Once you go in, ordinary people can't expect to come out unscathed!

The others also had sad faces and followed behind in a line to go downstairs.

What bad luck! I was just watching the fun and saw him get arrested. What bad luck! It’s really bad luck to open the door for bad luck. It’s really bad luck!

Da Yang held the gun the whole time with a stern face, signaling them to go downstairs quickly. He looked alert and showed no sign of relaxing, as if he was ready to shoot at any time.

Ji He squatted beside the building, sneaking around with a piece of grass in his mouth, looking at these people's expressions at this moment, which was exactly the same as the expressions of those who were arrested for gambling before.

Sad and helpless.

Mu Yu squatted beside Ji He and also looked over there, "The captain is in trouble this time. He was suspended when he returned. They said he made a serious mistake."

"Didn't he make amends?"

"Luckily we caught those people, otherwise we would have been fired. Now we're just recording our demerits. After the punishment comes, we'll be sent to patrol Area B." Mu Yu also sighed, holding a piece of grass he found from somewhere in his mouth. "I finally got promoted to Area A, and now I have to start all over again."

Ji He looked at those people who passed by her but did not notice the two people squatting on the roadside in the rain, and she meant something.

"That's not necessarily true. Whether Captain Qi can keep his job depends on whether you can pry open that woman's mouth."

"Tell me more about it?" Mu Yu spoke stealthily, looking around to see that no one was approaching, then he leaned over.

Ji He leaned over and whispered, "Think about it, chickens are so expensive now, isn't it equivalent to a Maserati before? When you go out to work, would you leave so much money at your neighbor's house?

She also said that she has a son, who is 5 years old and can’t do any other work. Can’t he even feed chickens?

She would rather leave the chickens at other people's homes than let her son raise them. There must be something wrong. Besides, livestock are not healthy at that time. No matter how carefully I take care of my chickens, they still have bald spots on their bodies. But her chickens are so beautiful, they are simply fairies among chickens. There is something wrong at first glance.

If she had the ability to raise chickens, why didn't the Animal Husbandry Bureau accept her? It's unscientific to think about it."

Seeing Mu Yu's thoughtful expression, Ji He retracted his head and said, "The last sentence, all of the above are made up by me."