When he talked about the number of people beaten to death, which had reached seven hundred, Zeng Wangcai's face turned black.
"There's no such thing as 700. Don't joke around, Third Auntie..." Zeng Wangcai briefly explained what happened that night, picked out some things he could say, and then emphasized seriously, "It doesn't matter what people say outside, but Third Uncle and Third Auntie, don't tell anyone about my going to Beixiao Street that night, at least not for now. The spies haven't caught him yet..."
"Don't worry, you don't need to tell me about this. I will keep it to myself. After all, if it gets out, I might get into trouble..." Yan Bugui said, and suddenly found that his wife's face turned green. He felt a pang in his heart, "Yang Ruihua, are you hiding something from me?"
"I, I..." Auntie said with a sad face, "I told the girl from the Chen family..."
"You... you're making me so angry. Are you going to kill us? If the spy knew it was me who sent the note..." Yan Bugui became more and more scared. "Go find her quickly and tell her not to say anything."
"Hey, hey, I'll go right away!"
"Forget it, I'll go with you."
Since the couple went out, Zeng Wangcai naturally couldn't stay and went with them.
When I arrived at the middle courtyard, I didn’t see the third aunt’s good sisters, but I saw Sha Zhu coming out of the house.
When Sha Zhu saw Zeng Wangcai, he was stunned for a moment, then he shouted, "Wangcai, you're back. I said that the rumors about your death were just rumors, but then the rumors about you killing people must be true. Are there really 700 of them?"
Killing seven hundred people, most people don't believe it, including Sha Zhu, but the questions are definitely based on the rumors.
Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot and he glared at the third aunt fiercely. If Sha Zhu, the chatterbox, already knew everything, then there was no need to go. The whole Siheyuan must know everything.
"Nonsense, there are not seven hundred of them." Zeng Wangcai denied it with a smile, his brain racing, thinking of a countermeasure.
At the same time, he saw someone behind the Jia family's window. Needless to say, it must be Jia Dongxu who was eavesdropping.
Zeng Wangcai thought that the current situation was that his trip to Beixiao Street was exposed by the three aunts, so if Jia Dongxu really had a relationship with the spies, he would definitely remember it.
Lin Fusheng and Yutie have been guarding him for a whole day, but there has been no movement. I wonder if this news is worth his action?
While Zeng Wangcai was thinking, Sha Zhu understood Zeng Wangcai's subtext: "Did you really kill someone?"
"Yes, I killed quite a few of them." Zeng Wangcai admitted bluntly, "I cut the throats of three people with a knife and shot the rest. The comrades from Chaoyang Branch wanted to recommend me for merit. The head of our military region found out and praised me. He told me not to rush back and to bring Xiaobao with me to help Chaoyang Branch solve cases. I just interrogated a live person today."
This was a mixture of truth and falsehood. He did not say how many people he killed because that was not important. Instead, he emphasized and revealed a useful piece of false information - he participated in solving the case and there was still a survivor that night.
Inside the Jia family's house, Jia Dongxu silently took note of what Zeng Wangcai said. Before, he was just worried that he might be exposed, but now when he overheard Zeng Wangcai say that there were still people caught alive, his heart rose to his throat.
He continued to eavesdrop, trying to hear whether Zeng Wangcai would say more about the case, but to no avail.
Zeng Wangcai chatted with Sha Zhu for a few words, and then accepted Sha Zhu's enthusiastic invitation to go to his house for a drink.
Jia Dongxu's face was full of confusion, as if he was constipated. He didn't know how to make a decision. He wanted to go find Jiang Hua, but he was worried about the danger in Dongzhimen, so he had to stay there. He was also worried that the people Zeng Wangcai caught would betray Jiang Hua and implicate himself.
As for whether or not to take the money and noodles, Jia Dongxu had never considered it.
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Huairu came over and asked after coaxing Xiaodang to sleep, "Are you worried about something? Tell me. Also, the white flour is almost finished, and the sticks are special..."
"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat!" Jia Dongxu was annoyed, and suddenly he got angry. "Is there anything I can tell you? Damn it, you can't help me with anything all day long."
"Why are you coming towards me?" Qin Huairu was stunned and felt very aggrieved.
“Bang!”
Seeing that Qin Huairu still dared to talk back, Jia Dongxu slapped her in the face with his backhand: "If not you, who should I blame? Look at your sister Qin Jingru. If she hadn't been such a mean person, would our family have ended up like this? Damn it, if it weren't for me, would she have been able to get close to Shazhu?
"Ba Shang Sha Zhu doesn't care about our kindness and wants to cut off contact with our family..."
"It was the uncle's idea to call Jingru here, not mine..." Qin Huairu sobbed and defended herself in a low voice with grievance.
She knew that Jia Dongxu wanted his cousin to persuade Sha Zhu to deal with Zeng Wangcai, but Qin Jingru was not stupid. After discovering that the Zeng family was not easy to mess with, she did not mention this matter at all.
Thinking about how Zeng Wangcai killed someone for Zhang Xiuzhi, while her own husband only beat his wife, Qin Huairu felt that this life was boring. If it wasn't for the children, who would endure it?
Jia Dongxu was too lazy to hit Qin Huairu again. Qin Huairu reminded him and he subconsciously had an idea in his mind: If I have any questions, ask Yi Zhonghai.
So, Jia Dongxu glanced at the closed door of Sha Zhu's house, and when he was sure that he would not be seen, he opened the door and went opposite.
"Master!" Jia Dongxu asked after he came into the room and greeted him, "Did Zeng Wangcai really kill someone in Dongzhimen?"
"Why are you asking this?" Yi Zhonghai had just finished his meal and took a few sips. His face turned slightly red.
"Murder, this must be something you want to know." Jia Dongxu did not say what he had hidden, but found the core of Yi Zhonghai's concern and provoked, "He is in our yard, and he has a grudge against us. He carries a gun every day. What if he beats us up one day? You saw him pointing a gun at me that day, and I really thought he was going to beat me up at that time."
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