Liu Xuewu's loud voice attracted the attention of many people.

Although everyone disliked him, no one came forward to help because they were also dissatisfied with the property, especially the security guards.

There is actually no difference between whether Century Garden has security or not.

It neither maintains order nor guarantees the property safety of community owners.

They never care what happens.

Several thefts occur in the community every year, but the security guards never ask questions.

What's even more outrageous is that the community doesn't even have monitoring, and if it breaks, it's never repaired.

He doesn't do anything in the property management business, but he is more active than anyone else in collecting property fees.

Every year at the end of the year, I start reminding myself.

The three current security guards are all in disgrace.

Lao Guo Lao Lao is just a decoration.

Fatty has a brain problem, and Pony has a bad reputation. He is careless and has a particularly bad attitude towards the owners.

So they wanted the security guard to be beaten.

What's more, the one who beat him was Liu Xuewu, a well-known overlord in the community.

Liu Jie didn't sleep well all night, so he got up early, packed his things and hurried out.

What surprised him was that nothing happened last night.

The knock on the door actually disappeared.

When Liu Jie walked to the community, he found Jiang Xiaoyu in the crowd watching the fun.

After asking, I found out that the old man in front of me was Liu Xuewu.

"His cat is missing. Do you think it was stolen by Aunt Tang?" Jiang Xiaoyu pulled Liu Jie's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"No, doesn't Aunt Tang not like cats? Why is she stealing cats?"

"Revenge, how about killing the enemy's beloved cat before he dies? It's exciting just thinking about it, okay. I won't tell you anymore. I have something else to do."

After Jiang Xiaoyu finished speaking, he rushed towards a black Buick and forced the Buick to stop with a wave of his hand.

"Hey, handsome guy, can you give me a ride?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

Zhu Chen hesitated and opened the car door.

Jiang Xiaoyu got into the car and followed Zhu Chen contentedly.

Liu Jie shook his head speechlessly, it turned out that this was Jiang Xiaoyu's dish.

Just then a police car drove in.

Zhao Shanhe and Huang Rong arrived.

The police car passed by Liu Jie. Huang Rong looked up at Liu Jie, and Liu Jie happened to see her too.

The two people looked at each other.

That is to say, Liu Jie turned around and left in an instant.

While walking, Liu Jie took out his cell phone and contacted Zhao Bin, asking about the specific cause of Aunt Tang's death.

Zhao Bin quickly gave the answer. Aunt Tang killed herself because of an accident.

After receiving this answer, Liu Jie became more and more confused.

What on earth is Nietzsche doing? Is he doing this just to scare Aunt Tang from him?

Was Aunt Tang's death an accident or man-made?

Since contacting Nietzsche last night, Nietzsche seemed to have disappeared. No matter what Liu Jie said, he never responded.

Now Aunt Qian Chengtang is dead.

So will the next one be the overbearing Liu Xuewu?

In the community, Zhao Shanhe learned about the case and gave Liu Xuewu a lesson without politeness. Liu Xuewu was also very smart. He apologized to the fat man in public and took the initiative to pay two hundred yuan.

This matter ends here.

Anyone who knows Liu Xuewu knows that this guy is a chameleon who bullies the weak and fears the strong. He can slap someone several times just by saying sorry. This business is not a loss at all.

I'll admit my mistake this time, and I'll do it again next time.

Liu Xuewu brought Zhao Shanhe to the yard.

Zhao Shanhe looked around and found no trace of invasion.

In other words, the suspect used some means to steal the cat carrier without breaking the door lock.

Huang Rong collected a few catnip leaves on the pretext of investigating the case, and then compared them with the catnip found on the roof of the building last night.

What a coincidence, no matter the type, color or size, they are exactly the same.

Even the insect holes on the leaves are the same.

In other words, Aunt Tang is a cat thief.

Huang Rong secretly told Zhao Shanhe what she had discovered and put forward her own opinions.

"I think she is taking revenge. I checked and found out that Aunt Tang has had a long-standing grudge with this family, so she stole the family's cat before jumping off the building last night," Huang Rong said.

"That's the truth, but have you ever thought about it, Aunt Tang didn't want to jump off the building, it was just a farce."

"Yes, it's a farce, but she can even commit such a farce as jumping off a building, so what does stealing a cat mean?"

"What you say seems reasonable, but what about the cat? How did she steal the cat?"

Zhao Shanhe said and walked outside the yard to the Moon Lake.

"Did she throw the cat into the lake?" Huang Rong asked.

Zhao Shanhe did not speak but stared at a bamboo pole not far away and immediately smiled.

"I have already guessed how she committed the crime." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

"Bamboo pole?"

"Yes, bamboo pole."

As Zhao Shanhe said that, he picked up the bamboo pole and walked to the edge of the yard to try it. It was just enough to reach the catnip. There was no doubt that this was Aunt Tang's crime tool.

"Where's the cat? Have you found the cat?" Liu Xuewu ran over anxiously.

"I haven't found it yet." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Still haven't found it yet? What are you all doing? If two people are not enough, why don't you call everyone?"

Liu Xuewu's words were so unpleasant that Huang Rong couldn't bear it.

"Should you call all the police in Jiangbei? Isn't it just a cat?" Huang Rong said angrily.

"Hey, what are you talking about, little comrade? What do you mean it's just a cat? Do you think it's just a cat? That's my family, do you believe I'm complaining about you?"

"Okay, you go and file a complaint!" Huang Rong immediately replied not to be outdone. She had never seen such an unreasonable person.

I made such a fuss over a cat and even hit people. It would be fine if I didn't help find it right now, but I'm still complaining here. It makes me angry just thinking about it.

"Okay, stop arguing!" Zhao Shanhe stopped Huang Rong in time, softened his tone and said: "Old Liu, I know cats are very important to you, but we have time to investigate, you want to make such a fuss

What are you doing? You don’t want to look for it, do you? You know what you are doing? Obstructing official business, if you keep making noise, we will leave."

Although Liu Xuewu was 10,000 unhappy, he could only rely on Zhao Shanhe now. He said angrily: "Okay, it was my fault just now. Do you have any idea?"

"We have some clues before, so go and look around first. If there is any news, we will notify you as soon as possible."

"Oh well."

Liu Xuewu glared at Huang Rong fiercely and turned away.

"Master, what kind of person is this? Isn't it just a cat? It's like losing its soul." Huang Rong said angrily.

"He does have a bad temper, but you are not right either. For some people, pets are family members and are more important than their lives. No matter what, they are the property of the people. Since they have reported the case, we must pay them

They explain it once and for all, attitude determines everything, do you understand?"

"Okay I'm sorry."

Huang Rong pouted her lips and snorted a little arrogantly.

"Leave this to me, you go to the roof and have a look." Zhao Shanhe said.

Although Huang Rong was a little reluctant, she could let it go now that it was over.

Jiang Xiaoyu sat next to Zhu Chen in the Buick and secretly rejoiced. Zhu Chen's car smelled of a very special perfume, and there was a golden bag hanging on the windshield.

"What is this?" Jiang Xiaoyu reached out and touched it.

"It's nothing, don't move!" Zhu Chen said seriously.

Jiang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand. The brocade bag was soft and seemed to contain some kind of silk fabric. When he pinched it, it felt like squeezing a ball of wool.
To be continued...