Therefore, after careful consideration, Hu Haidong decided to first use Wang Changlin's position as village chief to knock on Liu's door and take control of her, and then plan his next move.
However, at the beginning, Wang Changlin showed obvious resistance to the plan, and he seemed to have many concerns and reluctance.
But under Hu Haidong's constant urging and pressure, he finally went up and knocked on the gate of Widow Liu's house with great reluctance.
But when everyone heard Widow Liu call him a deadbeat in the courtyard, they instantly understood the secret and couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
After all, we've all been through this, so we naturally understand the hidden meaning behind such ambiguous terms of address.
You see, when a woman loosens her belt, it's like throwing down a piece of delicious meat in a dense forest; it will inevitably attract countless hungry wolves.
Although Wang Changlin was the village head, he clearly couldn't resist such temptation!
Although everyone has their own thoughts on this matter, ultimately it is just a matter of their personal feelings.
As long as this matter has nothing to do with the case currently under investigation, Hu Haidong and others have neither the right to interfere in other people's private lives, nor are they interested in meddling in other people's business.
After all, the most urgent and important task at hand is not to dwell on these so-called issues of conduct, but to solve the cases at hand as soon as possible.
After successfully escorting Widow Liu into the police car, Hu Haidong stood quietly at the gate of the courtyard, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside.
All around was quiet, as if time had frozen. After a while, confirming that there were no unusual sounds coming from the courtyard or the rooms in front, Hu Haidong gently waved his hand, signaling the two policemen beside him to follow him.
Wang Changlin followed closely behind them, and the group cautiously and stealthily made their way toward the main house.
The main house consists of three mud-brick rooms, and the whole place looks a bit old and simple.
The middle room is similar to a living room. It is not usually used for family meals and entertaining guests.
Because Widow Liu's house is often visited by many "guests," the living room is kept exceptionally clean and tidy.
There is a bedroom on each side of the living room.
The room on the west side was naturally Widow Liu's bedroom, but it should be noted that she was not the only one living there most of the time.
As for who would share her bed, that depended entirely on Widow Liu's mood at the time.
The bedroom on the east side belonged to her two sons, Wang Jun and Wang Qiang.
Wang Jun rarely goes home, so most of the time only Wang Qiang lives in this house.
Hu Haidong had already obtained all the details about these events from Wang Changlin before the operation even began.
Because she was in such a hurry when she left, Widow Liu didn't even have time to close the door of the main room properly.
Hu Haidong led the way at the head of the group, his right hand gripping a pistol tightly, while his left hand cautiously reached forward and gently pushed the slightly old door.
With a slight creaking sound, the previously closed door slowly opened.
At the same time, the dim yellow light inside the house poured out instantly, illuminating a small open space in front of the door.
In the dim light, their shadows could be seen stretched to almost infinity and projected onto the ground of the courtyard, appearing exceptionally eerie.
Hu Haidong turned his head and gave Wang Changlin, who was walking at the back of the group, a subtle wink.
Wang Changlin understood immediately, straightened up, and strode towards the house.
As he walked, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted.
"Ah, little sister, I have something I need to tell you right away. Let's go inside and talk about it!"
And just like that, in the blink of an eye, he had already stepped into the main house.
Upon entering the living room, it was completely quiet, and there wasn't a single person in sight.
However, Hu Haidong and the others did not dare to let their guard down at all. They moved quickly and silently, following closely behind as they entered.
Just then, Hu Haidong's gaze suddenly fixed on the table placed in the center of the room.
In an instant, his expression changed drastically.
There, on the table, was a paper package wrapped in old newspapers.
In addition, three teacups were neatly arranged to the side, the water in them clearly having been poured in not long ago, as the warmth could be clearly felt through the glass.
Upon seeing this, Hu Haidong did not hesitate to extend his right hand and gently touch the outer wall of one of the glasses.
As expected, the water in the cup was still quite hot, clearly indicating that it had just been poured.
The group carefully unfolded the bundle of newspapers next to them, revealing two neat stacks of brand-new banknotes inside!
Upon closer inspection, the two stacks of banknotes actually amounted to a total of 20,000 yuan!
You have to understand that in this day and age, especially in rural areas, 20,000 yuan is no small sum!
Back then, becoming a "ten-thousand-yuan household" was extremely difficult.
Generally speaking, even if you add up all the valuable things such as the fat pigs raised at home and the crops planted in the fields, it is difficult for a village to have a truly wealthy household with tens of thousands of yuan.
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