Zhang Jiaxin raised his eyelids weakly, and his eyes were empty and his eyes were turbid, and he lost the cleverness he saw that day.

Director Mao was shocked when he saw Zhang Jiaxin for the first time and stuttered for a long time, but didn't know what to call him.

"Why... has become like this?" Guo Yujie spoke first.

Zhang Jiaxin did not answer.

I looked at the house behind him, and nothing changed. Only Zhang Jiaxin, the owner of the house, or the owner of the treasure pot.

"Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Guo Yujie softened her breath.

Director Mao was probably afraid of something, so he said repeatedly: "Sir, are you Tao Hai's friend? I am the director of the neighborhood committee here. If you have any help, you can just say it. Our community has its own street hospital and doctor, and you can call it by calling. I'll ask the doctor here to show you."

Zhang Jiaxin leaned against the door, but still said nothing.

Director Mao was stared at by his unhappy eyes, shivered for a moment, looked at Guo Yujie and me, and asked us with his eyes.

I called Chen Xiaoqiu.

After all, we are in the demolition office. At most, we will be concerned about the situation of the demolition of the houses, not the law enforcement agency. We have to deal with this matter with Chen Yihan.

Chen Xiaoqiu had already contacted Chen Yihan. When I called Chen Xiaoqiu, Chen Yihan was already on the way here.

Zhang Jiaxin leaned against the door like a wooden stake, without saying a word or moving, and ignored anyone's words. Aunt Xu next door looked at her and then retracted her into the house. When Chen Yihan came, she saw that the three of us were dry and Zhang Jiaxin was still motionless.

I pointed at Chen Yihan at Zhang Jiaxin and shook my head to express my helplessness.

Chen Yihan looked at Zhang Jiaxin and called me over.

There is also a man around Chen Yihan. He looks ordinary and is the kind of person who is thrown into a crowd of people and will be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

"This is Lao Yao, I sent one of the people who followed Zhang Jiaxin." Chen Yihan introduced.

I felt a stern in my heart, "Hello, Officer Yao. What have you done recently?"

Lao Yao smiled bitterly, "It's strange that nothing is done. It's just that nothing is done. This is too evil." He said, taking out a cigarette, handed it to me and Chen Yihan, and he smoked one himself, swallowing the clouds and spitting mist for a few seconds before saying, "I didn't believe it in the story, but now I can't believe it anymore. Zhang Jiaxin just turned white all night. A brother and I stared at him in shifts, just to see him getting older little by little."

I looked back at Zhang Jiaxin.

Guo Yujie and Director Mao were still persuading, but Zhang Jiaxin still did not respond. Guo Yujie had threatened and intimidated before, but Zhang Jiaxin was still as dead as he was, not as scared as last time.

"It's not just that people are old," I said.

Lao Yao nodded and took a sip of cigarette, "Not only are people getting old, but people aren't right. The first day was normal, but later, what do you say... Young man, have you seen people with drug addiction attacks?"

I nodded.

Who hasn’t watched anti-drug promotional videos? At least during primary and secondary schools, schools have to organize watching them. There are quite a lot of movies with this theme.

"Is it the same as a withdrawal reaction?" I asked.

"It's a little different from that one. When he came over, he scratched the door lock with his fingernails, kicked the door, and hit the door. Suddenly he calmed down and took out the key and opened the door." Lao Yao said.

"Key?" I was shocked.

"Key, car key." Lao Yao gestured, "It must not be the key to the door lock, but he used that key to open the door."

It wasn’t Zhang Jiaxin who opened the door, it was the door that opened itself, let Zhang Jiaxin go in? I glanced at Chen Yihan.

Chen Yihan didn't smoke much, just watched the cigarette burn quietly.

"What should I do now?" I asked.

Chen Yihan's eyes moved away from the red dot of the cigarette, "What do you think?"

Lao Yao looked at me in surprise.

I shook my head, "I didn't find out, and I don't know what to do. Otherwise, I'll ask?"

Chen Yihan nodded.

I said to Guo Yujie and ran to Aoba Office.

The office is still cold.

I sat on the sofa and quickly talked about Zhang Jiaxin's changes, and finally asked: "I really don't know what to do. What magical tools do you have? Can you use talismans for me? Otherwise, can I give me some hints? What is that house, that treasure pot?"

I waited for a few seconds, turned my head and looked around. There was nothing changed in the office.

"You wrote notes, are you trying to let me deal with this matter?" I asked tentatively again, "I am like a headless fly now, and I don't know what to do. Can you write another note? I haven't dreamed recently and have no prompts. Or should I go and find a master to consult?"

I was also discouraged when I couldn't get a response.

Compared to the urgency of Zhang Xue's class, the threat of this treasure pot is nothing to me. Tao Hai has lived for decades, and Zhang Jiaxin and I are not familiar with each other. If Qingye hadn't written the note, I wouldn't have wanted to get involved in this matter.

I returned to Tao Hai's house dejectedly. Chen Yihan knew the result by looking at my expression.

"Take him to have a physical examination." Chen Yihan chose scientific methods.

Lao Yao was going to arrest Zhang Jiaxin. Zhang Jiaxin was dragged by Lao Yao for two steps, and was about to step out of the house, and suddenly struggled.

Director Mao asked tremblingly: "Is this okay?"

"He illegally invaded the residence and should have been taken away." Chen Yihan was calm and composed.

Zhang Jiaxin struggled violently, her whole face was twisted and ferocious, and her hands tightly pressed the door frame, making a roar that was not like a human. Guo Yujie wanted to help, but Lao Yao took the lead and knocked Zhang Jiaxin out of nowhere. Zhang Jiaxin fainted, and his fingers were still holding on to the door frame. Lao Yao pulled it twice, and heard the friction sound of "Karakera". Lao Yao could only break Zhang Jiaxin's fingers.

"I think it's better to let him stay in the house." I whispered.

Chen Yihan glanced at me, "Is this your intuition?"

"It's his intuition. Tao Hai has lived here for decades, and there is nothing else except poverty. Last time I heard what Zhang Jiaxin said, he probably was willing to be poor. Zhang Jiaxin had no idea about this treasure pot, so there must be a reason for not leaving like this. Let him stay and drag it outside..." I looked at Zhang Jiaxin's aging face and thought that he might die of old age outside soon.

Chen Yihan thought, but did not stop Lao Yao's actions.

I couldn't help but turn to look at Chen Yihan, and suddenly thought, would Chen Yihan not have thought of this kind of thing that I could understand? He thought about it, but he didn't care. He cared more about the truth than Zhang Jiaxin's life or death. Perhaps, he still wanted to help Qingye do things so that Qingye would not harm Chen Xiaoqiu.

When I think of this, I feel very upset.
Chapter completed!