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The entrance to the alley was very narrow, and the bicycle was parked right in front of a family's door. Chen Hai thought that maybe the family didn't push the bicycle in and put it in the box.

Lao Hu nodded. Although the two men only came in to investigate, they definitely had to take care of something like this.

The gate was locked. Wang Hu knocked and someone answered after a while.

A bald strong man came out.

The bald summoner was about two meters tall, with a white tiger tattooed on one of his arms and a blue dragon tattooed on the other.

A murderous aura was blowing in my face.

Wang Hu's whole body suddenly tensed up and he subconsciously took a defensive stance.

This guy has too much gangster vibe.

However, the bald man saw the two policemen and immediately lost his momentum and bowed his head to ask

"Comrade police officer? What's going on?"

The attitude is pretty good.

Chen Hai was referring to the bicycles in the alley at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Is this your bicycle? Put it in the yard. The entrance to the alley is narrow to begin with. If you put the bicycle across the alley, it will be inconvenient for pedestrians to pass by."

The bald man looked at the bicycle in the alley, scratched his head and said, "Sorry, police officer, this bicycle is not mine. It belongs to a junk collector."

A junk collector?

"Someone came to your house to collect junk?"

Wang Hu said.

The bald strong man shook his head and said, "It's not to our house. There is nothing broken in our house. It must be to the house in the backyard."

Guang said as the strong man walked out of the yard, pointing to a family behind the corner of the alley.

"The entrance to the alley is narrow and it's not convenient to turn in from there. The family behind us has called in junk collectors several times and they have parked their carts and small carts in front of our door."

The bald man looked unhappy and continued, "I've said it several times, but I'm just a junk collector so I don't care. I'll just leave it there for a while. It won't delay any longer anyway."

A junk collector?

Chen Hai and Wang Hu looked at each other. Aren’t the people they came here to check out just homeless people and rag collectors?

"Do you know who lives in the backyard? Then take us there and I'll tell them not to park their bicycles or carts in the alley in the future."

Chen Hai said.

The bald man nodded and said, "It's right behind, in my uncle's house. They rented it out. I can't say anything because it's my uncle's tenant, so I'll take you there."

The man turned around and shouted into the yard, "Wife, I'm going to the backyard. There are police officers coming. Tell them not to park in the alley."

After saying that, he looked at Chen Hai and Wang Hu: "The person who rented the room at the back has moved in two or three months ago, and he is the wrong person."

"This guy has good food. He chops pork ribs every day. He chops pork ribs every day. These past two days, he's been playing loud music every day. Sometimes it makes us unable to rest well. I've told him several times but it doesn't work."

"Police comrade, it's a good opportunity for you to persuade him after you come here. He shouldn't be disturbed by others when he lives here."

As they spoke, the three men had already turned the corner of the alley and were faintly visible. Chen Hai had already heard the deafening music and the clacking sound of chopped pork ribs.

The bald guy is quite right. The noise in the backyard is indeed quite loud.

The three people hadn't come close yet, but they could hear the voice from far away. "What's your name?"

The bald man quickly replied: "My surname is Wang, Wang Fugui."

Chen Hai was stunned: "Your name... is quite unique."

Aren't these names from the movies? Chen Hai didn't expect that this bald strong man was called Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui smiled awkwardly: "These are all names given by my father, but they are also good. Everyone says that my name is friendly."

Chen Hai nodded: "It's really friendly. By the way, let me ask you something. Are there any homeless people or old men and women who collect garbage at the entrance of our alley?"

"Yes!" Wang Fugui said quickly, "There are more tenants living in the alley. Some of them are cleaners, garbage collectors, and scrap collectors. Anyway, there are all kinds of people doing all kinds of work."

"Our basic conditions here are not very good. Well, the people living in the yard are more diverse, and the rent is relatively low anyway."

"As for homeless people, sometimes you can see them staying overnight in empty houses at the entrance of the alley, but it's rare."

"There are people going from street to street collecting garbage every day, and there are also many people sharpening scissors and grabbing kitchen knives."

As they spoke, the three of them had already arrived at the backyard door.

When we reached the gate of the yard, the music in the room became louder, and there was also a "dong dong dong" sound similar to that of chopping ribs.

"He was so noisy, didn't you call the police?"

Wang Fugui shook his head: "We are neighbors, why should we call the police? Besides, this is my rented house, and it is not easy to rent out this house."

Wang Fugui pointed around and said, "This alley is not very convenient for transportation, and it's not easy to get in and out, and the lighting is not very good. It's good enough to be rented out. We are calling the police, and they are running away. You have offended my uncle."

"It just so happened that you guys were here this time, so I thought about telling him to stop making such loud noises. Yue Guangguang chops ribs every day, chopping ribs every day. I wonder how many ribs this guy eats every day."

As he spoke, Wang Hu had already knocked on the door.

But after knocking on the door twice, there was no response.

Wang Fugui said, "You have to speak louder, otherwise I won't be able to hear you."

After saying that, he kicked the door and shouted, "Open the door, open the door!"

Sure enough, the sound of chopping ribs in the room disappeared, leaving only the violent music.

After a while, a voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Wang Hu said, "We are the police. Is there a rag collector in your house? He has parked his car at the entrance of the alley and is blocking the road. Ask him to move his car."

The music inside was very loud. Wang Hu then said, "Your music is too loud. Isn't this disturbing others? Turn down the music a little."

The people inside obviously heard what Wang Hu said, and the music was turned down a lot, but it did not disappear completely.

Then the voice inside said, "The rag collector has left and is no longer with me."

gone?
Wang Hu and Chen Hai looked at each other.

The person left, why didn’t the bike go away?
When the three of them came in, the activity was one-way, so it was impossible for the other party to leave from another direction, but the three of them did not see anyone when they came in.

Something is wrong!

Chen Hai frowned: "Open the door first, and tell me about your noise nuisance. The neighbors are going to complain about you. You cook pork ribs and play music every day, and the sound is so loud that it disturbs others' rest." (End of this chapter)