"Hey, wait a minute!"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly walked over, glanced at Aunt Tang and said coldly: "You want evidence, right? I have it, and I can testify that he didn't do anything."

As he said this, Jiang Xiaoyu took out his phone and opened the video.

In front of everyone, the wonderful performance of Aunt Tang playing and rolling around was played.

Aunt Tang, who was howling just now, never expected that someone would dare to stand up and identify her, so she immediately got up from the ground.

"This is a forgery, it's fake." Aunt Tang said and went to snatch the phone.

However, her movements were too slow, and Zhao Shanhe raised his hand to fend off Aunt Tang.

"What are you going to do? Destroy evidence or interfere with law enforcement?" Zhao Shanhe roared in a low voice, staring at Aunt Tang with his eyes like sharp knives.

"What else do you have to say now? Everyone has seen the video. This young man never touched it from beginning to end. Everything was directed and acted by you."

Aunt Tang was dumbfounded. Zhao Shanhe was not like this before. He would obey her in everything she said. Why is he so tough today?

The corners of her mouth twitched, she slapped her legs and started crying again: "It's easy for me, my daughter-in-law is pregnant, and she drives a wiffle with radiation. Are you responsible if my grandson is deformed?"

"Auntie, the radiation from wiff is not as good as your mobile phone and microwave oven. It is completely a rumor to say that wiff will affect the fetus." Huang Rong quickly started to popularize science.

However, this had no effect. Zhao Shanhe had done some popular science before, but people just insisted that there was something wrong with wiff, and they did not allow others to use wiff.

In a word, what I think is right is right, and everything else is wrong.

"Really? If something happens, are you responsible? Do you people have any sense of public morality? Can't you be considerate of others?"

Jiang Xiaoyu snorted and said disdainfully: "Auntie, is your grandson the future head of state or the president of the earth? Why does such a rich person live in a community? Move to a five-star hotel. Oh, no, you should go to Chaoyang.

Tiantongyuan, here are all successful people. If you are afraid of radiation, you should live in the mountains."

"You damn girl, how do you talk?"

"What's wrong with me talking like this? This community is your home, so you can do whatever you want. Don't say that wiff has no radiation, even if it does, it doesn't care about your business. You scold this and that every day. Do you think everyone is afraid of you?

, I just don’t want to argue with you, it’s shameless.”

"You...I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Aunt Tang shouted and rushed towards Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Come on, come on, let's see if I'm afraid of you." Jiang Xiaoyu showed no sign of weakness, rolled up his sleeves and assumed a fighting posture.

Huang Rong wanted to start a fight, but the old lady was even more fierce than she was, and she couldn't stop her at all.

The scene turned into a mess. With more and more people watching the show, the situation was about to get out of control.

"enough!"

Zhao Shanhe roared and the scene fell silent for an instant.

Aunt Tang was even more frightened, and her outstretched hands froze in the air.

Zhao Shanhe didn't say much and took out the handcuffs directly: "Aunt Tang, let me just tell you, are you going to the police station or are you going to reconcile on the spot? If you want to continue to make trouble, then I will have to arrest you? What an ugly thing to say.

In front of you, not only will you be fined for this kind of behavior, but you will also be detained, that is, imprisoned for fifteen days!"

Detention? Fine?

Aunt Tang understood this time. It was unreasonable for people like her to reason. But when she heard that she was going to be imprisoned and fined, she immediately gave up and her face turned pale with fright.

"I...I reconcile, I am willing to reconcile."

"What do you say? Should we reconcile on the spot or go to the police station?" Zhao Shanhe looked at Liu Jie again.

Liu Jie glanced at Aunt Tang. Aunt Tang, who had been showing her teeth and claws just now, was now clutching the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, her eyes evasive, fear written all over her face.

"Forget it, let's reconcile." Liu Jie didn't want to get entangled with Aunt Tang anymore.

To be honest, he was quite relieved just now, but now he has mixed feelings. It's not that he pities Aunt Tang, but he is a little irritated. If he goes on like this, even if he goes to the end of the world, there will be no results.

"That's good. Since you are both willing to reconcile, this matter is over." Zhao Shanhe glanced at the two people and then said: "We are all neighbors. We can discuss anything if we have to make a fuss."

Is this a step? Especially Aunt Tang, you have scolded all the neighbors around you just because of wiff. Everyone is not afraid of you, but they don’t want to argue with you. What qualifications do you have to prevent others from using wiff? You are not at home every day

Are you practicing dancing? If I don’t like it, can I rush to your house and stop you from dancing?”

"But what should I do about my grandson? You are not afraid of me..." Aunt Tang burst into tears.

Zhao Shanhe patted his head and wished he could take out his brain and give it to Aunt Tang. There was no way, there were such unreasonable people in this world.

And there are many more.

Especially in the community.

Aunt Tang left in tears. It was obvious that she was not satisfied with the mediation, and Zhao Shanhe did not persuade her.

The reason why she agreed to reconcile was simply because she didn't want to go to the police station.

Zhao Shanhe glanced at Liu Jie and said in a deep voice: "Try not to conflict with her in the future when things like this happen. If someone hadn't testified for you today, you would have gone to the hospital and stayed up all night."

"I know, but I want to use wiff, is that okay?"

Liu Jie no longer intends to compromise on this matter.

Not only will he not turn off wiff, he will keep it on in the future.

"No problem, as long as you are happy."

Zhao Shanhe glanced at his watch and left without looking back.

Huang Rong quickly followed.

"Master, is that all?" Huang Rong asked.

"What else? You can't solve it with one mediation, right? I tell you Aunt Tang will not give up. I guess we will have to come again today. This is the difference between the grassroots and the criminal police team. What we do every day

These are all trivial things that cannot be rushed."

Zhao Shanhe clutched his stomach as he spoke, gritting his teeth and contorting his face in pain.

"Master, are you okay? Why don't you go to the hospital?" Huang Rong quickly supported Zhao Shanhe.

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand and took out a small medicine bottle with trembling hands. He unscrewed the cap with trembling and poured a few pills into his mouth. He raised his head and swallowed it dry.

This elderly man who stayed up late for a long time suffered from severe stomach problems, and every time he had pain, he could only take painkillers to suppress it.

He had already had an attack when he went upstairs, and he just endured it.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Next, I want you to help me do something." Zhao Shanhe took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"do what?"

"Go to our office and get me the household registration information of Jile Building. I'll wait for you here."

"You're not going back?" Huang Rong asked with some confusion.

"No, I still have something to do here. Let's keep an eye on it for a while."

Huang Rong didn't ask any more questions and quickly took a taxi and went straight to the police station.

Zhao Shanhe got into the police car, leaned on the back seat, pulled out a pillow and pressed it against his abdomen.

The pain was slightly relieved under the pressure of the pillow.

Zhao Shanhe took out his cell phone with a long breath, quickly swiped the screen a few times, and pulled out a photo of a young man.

The young man was shirtless, wearing glasses, and was all covered in tendons.

Tang Daqiang, son of Aunt Tang, security guard at Jiangbei Bank.

Not only was this man tall, but he also had a bad temper and would hit people at every turn. This was another important reason why Aunt Tang was so confident in the community.

Aunt Tang suffered such a great injustice today, and she might call Tang Daqiang back to vent her anger.

So Zhao Shanhe had to stay and wait and see no matter what.

In the corridor, Jiang Xiaoyu gave Liu Jie a thumbs up.

"Brother, you can do it. You actually dare to confront Aunt Tang, but you are probably in trouble." Jiang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"What's the trouble? Will she still trouble me?"

"She will definitely make trouble for you, but the most troublesome one is her son Tang Daqiang. He works in a bank and is very vicious. You should be careful."

"Aren't you the same? Aren't you afraid?" Liu Jie couldn't help but ask.

"Afraid? I'm not afraid of him. He works in a bank. If he dares to cause trouble for me, I will go to his workplace and post all his affairs online. You can also learn this trick. He will do it for you.

Don't fight back. If you do, it's called fighting. If you don't, it's called malicious harm. This is not a concept at all. Do you understand?"

Jiang Xiaoyu snorted and pouted her little mouth proudly.

"Thank you for what happened today." Liu Jie thanked Jiang Xiaoyu from the bottom of his heart. If it hadn't been for Jiang Xiaoyu today, he might not have been able to sleep tonight.

"You're just going to thank me like this? If you really want to, just treat me to dinner."

"No problem, you decide the time."

At this moment, Liu Jie suddenly discovered that Jiang Xiaoyu's brother Jiang Hu was hiding at the door of the room and watching him secretly. He hid all his body behind the door and only exposed his head.

He was like a thief, his eyes were always focused on Liu Jie, his eyes kept turning, sucking his fingers while looking, with an intoxicated expression on his face.
To be continued...