Side Story 3: Saving the World in the 1950s Part 2

Yunyue's parents own two properties. One is in the city, which is not large, with three rooms and a yard, totaling only about 60 square meters. The other is in the suburbs, a typical Jiangnan-style courtyard house, which is over 200 square meters.

The house in the city is under Yun Yue's name; it was their dowry for their daughter. The house in the suburbs is under their name; it's for their retirement. Unfortunately, neither of these houses has had the chance to be put to good use.

Yun Wangshu rested in the space for a while. After dawn, she went to the police station to report that the Yun family had killed her parents and fled abroad with their family property.

As for the evidence, the police can find it themselves.

Because the matter was so serious, Director Liao took charge personally, his face showing urgency: "Do you know where they went?"

Yun Wangshu shook her head: "I don't know. Recently, the master has been investigating the murder of my parents. I have also been asking around for information. Yesterday afternoon, I returned to the Yun family mansion and happened to see people moving boxes into the abandoned warehouse. I was curious and quietly followed them. The room was not big, but they moved for a long time and it was still not full. I suspect that there is a secret room or secret passage inside."

Director Liao asked, his breathing quickening, "And then?"

Yun Wangshu lowered her head, pretending to be sad, and said, "I was a little scared, so I wanted to go find my grandfather. Then... I heard them talking. It turns out that my parents were killed by the master's men to cover their escape. My grandfather was also killed after he found out the clues."

Director Liao slammed his hand on the table and roared, "This is utterly lawless!!"

Yun Wangshu: "I originally wanted to report to the police, but they found out. The master ordered someone to get rid of me, but the person who dealt with me had received a favor from my father, so he didn't kill me. He said that since the Yun family would no longer be in the country after today, no one would care whether I was dead or alive. But he didn't want me to ruin their plans, so he tied me up and locked me in the cellar. I finally managed to break free of the ropes and escape."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hands, her wrists covered with marks from being bound by rope.

The light in Director Liao's eyes flickered, and it was unclear what he was thinking. He reassured him, "I will have someone investigate the Yun family's matter. As for you, just stay in Suzhou and don't leave. Perhaps I will come looking for you again later."

Yun Wangshu looked down at her fingers: "Okay."

Director Liao: "You can no longer live in the Yun family's house. Leave an address so we can find you."

Yun Wangshu thought for a moment and said, "My father left me a small house behind Tang Street."

Director Liao: "Alright, don't run around until the investigation into the Yun family's matter is over."

Yun Wangshu glanced at him hesitantly, and Director Liao seemed to receive a signal, taking the initiative to speak: "You can speak frankly about what's going on. Considering that you took the initiative to report it, perhaps I will help you."

Yun Wangshu: "My father has another house in the suburbs. Can it be transferred to my name? I live alone now."

Upon hearing that it was such a trivial matter, Director Liao nodded dismissively: "That's easy. It's only right that you inherit your father's house. I'll have the person in charge of household registration process it for you directly later."

Yun Wangshu nodded, then hesitated again before speaking.

Director Liao: "...Do you have any other requests?"

Yun Wangshu: "I'm all alone. All my belongings are gone, and I don't even know where I'll eat next. I want to find a job."

Director Liao understood; they were trying to get him a job. But jobs were hard to find in the city these days, and the government had already started organizing educated youth to go to the countryside. He didn't need to create trouble for himself.

"There are limited positions available right now, and all positions require assessment. You can first inquire about where they are hiring and then go directly to take the exam."

Yun Wangshu didn't expect him to give her a job. Xiao Hua was working overtime late at night and only came back when she went out. She had already found out a suitable job for her, and now she just wanted to take advantage of the situation.

“I heard that the scrap yard in the east of the city is hiring a warehouse manager. I’ve been to school and I also manage a small warehouse for the Yun family. I think I can do it.”

Yun Yue's father was a progressive man who didn't favor boys over girls. He had no complaints about having only one daughter, Yun Yue, and instead devoted himself to raising her. Yun Yue lived up to his expectations, showing intelligence from a young age. In 1953, she went to high school, earned her diploma, and was subsequently noticed by Madam Yun, who began to train her in managing her small storeroom. Although Yun Yue is only 19 years old this year, she already has a year of work experience.

"A junkyard??"

Director Liao was quite surprised. He thought that a girl from a wealthy family like her would look down on dirty and tiring work, but he didn't expect her to be willing to go to the scrap yard!

Yun Wangshu: "Yes, I don't ask for anything better, as long as I can earn money to support myself."

Director Liao thought about it and decided it wasn't a big deal. Keeping her under his nose would make it easier to contact her if anything came up. "Alright, I'll write you a letter of recommendation. Go give it a try. But let me make this clear: if you don't meet their requirements, don't you dare use my name to do anything reckless!"

Yun Wangshu nodded to him on the spot.

The job at a scrap yard might not sound respectable at first glance—what future could a scrap collector possibly have? But in reality, scrap yards are affiliated with supply and marketing cooperatives, so working there meant she was a guaranteed worker.

Now that classification has begun, she can take the opportunity to be classified as a member of the working class.

Moreover, Suzhou is a big city, and its waste recycling stations are also large and well-organized, with a complete "acquisition-sorting-management-transportation" process. There are people in every position, unlike in small places where one person can do everything on an assembly line.

Compared to that, being a warehouse manager at a scrap yard is obviously easier than working like a beast of burden in a factory. In reality, she only needs to keep accounts, and the rest of the time she can just sit with her hands in her pockets watching Xiaohua pick up treasures. As for the regular inventory checks, Xiaohua is two people in one.

Director Liao was already impatient to go to the Yun family mansion. The questioning had taken a few minutes, and his mind was no longer on the matter.

He casually picked up a piece of paper and wrote a letter of recommendation for Yun Wangshu, then handed her over to the police officer in charge of taking notes to handle the transfer of ownership, while he personally led the team to the Yun family home.

Within half a day, Yun Wangshu obtained the land and property ownership certificate and updated her household registration, changing her name to Yun Wangshu.

Meanwhile, inside the Yun family compound, Director Liao stared wide-eyed, his face filled with astonishment, at the empty house before him—a house with nothing but a solitary skeleton inside!

Standing to the side, Song Hu led his men in a thorough search of the entire house. He emerged with an extremely grim expression. "Chief, were we tricked by that woman? How could she have taken everything in just one night?!"

They even moved the artificial rockery, flowers, and trees from the yard! It's absolutely outrageous!!