Chapter 23 The Vanished Ex-Husband
At the same time Zhang Mo called the police, Old Man Zheng also quickly called the police.
Two police officers arrived at the scene shortly afterward.
"Don't push, make way for us." One of the police officers said in a steady and powerful voice.
Zhang Mo told Lang Yue and Lang Xing, who were blocking the door, to step back, gave Ye Erge a look, and then gestured with his chin toward Lang Ri, who was holding a live-streaming phone.
Ye Erge, a seasoned veteran, immediately understood her meaning. With the police present, the live stream would be forcibly interrupted if discovered.
He immediately pulled another brother to stand in front of Lang Ri, allowing him to secretly take pictures through the gaps in the crowd.
Never mind, it's beneficial to them anyway, so we might as well film as many as possible.
At first, the police officers were somewhat wary when they saw so many people.
The stairwell was too narrow to fit so many people, so the police suggested going downstairs to resolve the issue.
As a result, Old Man Zheng refused to go out. He started spouting nonsense, crying and wailing that the outside world was full of shady gangs, and that his shameless daughter-in-law was seducing other men! He claimed that if he went out, they would beat him to death!
He did this mainly to buy time, waiting for his youngest son and his wife to return. Those were the mainstays of their family's fight!
Unexpectedly, his former daughter-in-law Ye Fangyu, who had always been polite and well-mannered, was no longer the pushover she used to be. As the child's biological mother, she refused to back down and immediately said that these were all her relatives and that she had brought gifts to greet the elders today!
Ye Fangyu held Xiao Hao tightly, tearfully recounting her accusations: she never imagined that the child's own grandfather would abuse a child like this! It was utterly heinous!
Huanhuan was also silently shedding tears in Ye Sange's arms, her little hands tightly gripping Ye Sange's clothes. She looked so pitiful, and her helpless appearance evoked pity.
Seeing the children's reaction, the police officers couldn't help but feel compassion, but they remained professionally vigilant: "Do we need so many people to look after an elderly person?"
Ye Fangyu took a deep breath: "Our family loves having children, so we have a lot of relatives, so what!" At this moment, she was no longer the soft, easily bullied, face-saving, and sensible silly girl she used to be. Now, as long as she could get her child back, she would say or do anything!
Police officer: "......"
The viewers in the live chat laughed and said that this was utter nonsense in a serious manner.
The neighbors who had crowded in the stairwell to watch immediately joined in with useless lamentations like "Poor child" and "It's really not easy for him."
Ye Sige was quick-witted. He nudged the people next to him and took the lead in distributing the eggs he was holding to the neighbors who had just spoken up for him. With a sad expression, he said, "Hey, tell me, if it weren't for kind neighbors like you occasionally looking after these kids, I really don't know what would have happened to them. Thank you, thank you everyone."
Although the neighbors hadn't done anything, they happily accepted the eggs: "It's nothing, it's nothing," "It's what we should do," "Everyone has it tough," "We just felt sorry for the children"...
In the dimly lit and cramped stairwell, the two police officers fell into an eerie silence as they looked at the eggs in the hands of these burly men.
There was no other way but to routinely check Ye Fangyu's ID card first.
One of the officers checked the documents on his portable police tablet and, confirming there were no issues or criminal records, returned the documents to Ye Fangyu. He then asked Old Zheng for his son's ID number, since the father was still the child's primary guardian.
Upon hearing the police ask for his son's ID number, Old Zheng was initially taken aback, then stammered that he was old and had a bad memory. He then changed the subject, saying that his son had entrusted his son's affairs to them, and that he could make all the decisions. He claimed his son was currently out of town, too busy with work, and they couldn't contact him. Furthermore, he insisted that this matter had nothing to do with him.
Seeing her vague response, Zhang Mo immediately knew something was wrong and nudged Ye Fangyu from behind: "You have your ex-husband's ID number here, right?"
Ye Fangyu realized what was happening and quickly took out her phone: "Yes, officer, I have all the information you need."
Old Zheng flew into a rage, his fingers, yellowed from years of smoking, pointing fiercely at Ye Fangyu: "You little bitch, what business is it of yours?! I told you, women like you are incredibly scheming! What's your purpose in having my son's information?!"
"Watch your voice! They're all married, it's perfectly normal for them to have ID information!" Upon hearing this, the police officers frowned and sternly rebuked him. At the same time, their experience told them that the old man was clearly hiding something.
Old Zheng wouldn't listen and continued his rambling: "Don't listen to her nonsense! She's a bad woman, she just wants to harm me, my son, and my whole family! Officers, you have to help me!"
"Quiet down. If you've been wronged, we'll naturally stand up for you," the police officer said impatiently, taking Ye Fangyu's phone and inputting the information into the mobile police tablet.
After some investigation, the two police officers immediately exchanged a meaningful glance.
One of them walked up to Old Zheng's door and asked, "You said your son is in another city? Where is he? When was the last time he contacted you?"
Old Zheng stammered, "...It seems so, something like Ningxiang or Ningjiang. We're old and not very educated. He only mentioned it briefly, and I, an old man, really can't remember..."
"Neither you nor your son are registered residents of this area. When did you move here? Why did you suddenly move here?" the police officer asked.
Old Zheng continued to try and smooth things over: "How could I remember any of this? I'm so old, I just came when they told me to. For someone like me, half-buried, what difference does it make where I live? Oh, stop asking, stop asking... Oh, I can't breathe... Oh, oh... Someone call 120 for me..."
The police officers, seasoned veterans, immediately saw through the old man's act. Just as they were about to continue questioning him, a piercing scream rang out. An old woman in a thick, khaki-colored cotton coat darted over like lightning, grabbing Old Zheng's leg and wailing, "Oh dear, old man, what's wrong?! Help! It's terrible! Someone's going to die!!! If you die, what will become of me, an old woman left to be bullied? I can't live!!!"
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