Aoba Office

"Choose from the cornucopia?" The thin man raised his eyebrows.

"I know you don't believe it, and I didn't believe it at first. But if Tao Hai took the house to pay off the debt, is it legal for me to transfer the house?" Zhang Jiaxin said.

"In that case, why did you come to the demolition office to find us? Why did you lie just now?" the thin man asked.

Zhang Jiaxin was speechless when asked. The fat man asked a few questions, and Zhang Jiaxin started sweating.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Zhang Jiaxin broke the pot and confessed: "The more I thought about it, the more strange it became. After I came to this community to inquire, I found out that Tao Hai was a gambler and always in debt. He verbally said that he would give me the house and the keys. He has many creditors, and he also has a biological son. I also know a little bit about the law. No matter how hard I think, there is no way this house will fall into my hands, I have to worry, right? Do you know about demolition? I just want to inquire about it again. If there is more money, I can share some of it, and I will find you here. I had never come in at that time. The key fell into my hands and it was a hot potato. Tao Hai’s family was poor. That's it, people will still suspect me of stealing things. Some time ago, I saw the news that there was an explosion here, so I came over and walked around twice more, and then went in to take a look out of curiosity, and then..."

"What happened next?" Guo Yujie asked.

Zhang Jiaxin's eyes were watering, "Then I think what Tao Hai said makes sense. This is a cornucopia. I want to live here."

Clearly lying.

Guo Yujie showed off her college-era strongwoman style and slapped her palm on the wall. The shock caused the dust on the wall to flutter and fall down. When she took her hand away, a large piece of plaster fell off the wall of the old public room. The paint surface shattered on the ground. This is the result of Guo Yujie's withdrawal of strength, as both the thin man and the fat man can testify.

Zhang Jiaxin trembled.

"This is not a comrade from the police station, but a friend of my niece." Chen Yihan added in a timely manner.

He was not a police officer. The beating of Zhang Jiaxin was a civil dispute, and the strangulation to death was intentional injury. And with Chen Yihan, the chief of the police station, the result could be imagined.

Zhang Jiaxin didn't dare to continue talking nonsense and said: "I really can't explain it clearly. It's just a feeling, a sixth sense, an intuition, that's what it is."

"Then what is your intuition? Can you make money by living here? Do you think Tao Hai looks like a person who has made money?" The thin man mocked.

Zhang Jiaxin wiped the sweat from his head, "It's not about making money, it's... it's about living here."

None of us could understand what Zhang Jiaxin said, and we exchanged glances with each other.

I glanced at Chen Yihan who was thoughtful and asked Zhang Jiaxin: "What did Tao Hai tell you at that time?"

Zhang Jiaxin recalled for a while, "I just said that the house was given to me to pay off the debt."

"You just took the key?"

"He put the key in my hand. I thought about asking him to go with me to transfer the property. He agreed, but I couldn't get in touch with him after that. That's when I came to the community to inquire."

"You're easy to dismiss." The thin man said sarcastically again.

Zhang Jiaxin chuckled.

"What on earth did he tell you?" I asked again, my tone stronger.

Zhang Jiaxin's smile froze, "That's what I told you..."

"You also said that the cornucopia chose you." The thin man interrupted Zhang Jiaxin.

"This is what Tao Hai said. It was not about giving me the keys, but about borrowing money from me." Zhang Jiaxin put on an innocent face.

"Why did he borrow money from you?"

"I don't know. Actually, it's not a loan. I drive a truck and transport goods everywhere. Tao Hai asked me to transport a batch of goods. The checkout mode is to pay a deposit first, go back and forth, and pay the rest when I come back. I didn’t have the money to settle the bill, so I wrote an IOU.”

"Do you agree with this?" The fat man was surprised, "Shouldn't the goods be detained?"

This is common practice. Detaining the goods is more powerful than an IOU. At least the goods are related to the vital interests of the merchants. They need to get them back in time. If not, they can sell the goods themselves to pay off part of the debt.

"The goods are not valuable. He works for the Hope Project and sends a cart of schoolbags to a rural primary school and buys locally grown fruits there. Such small apples are not sweet and dry. How much can they cost? I want them. When the other raw materials are sold, you still have to find a way to do it." Zhang Jiaxin got angry when he mentioned this matter, and gestured with his finger to indicate the size of an apple, his movements extremely exaggerated.

A few of us fell silent.

I asked: "He is working on Project Hope?"

Zhang Jiaxin nodded, "The deposit was generous, and he told me clearly that he would support the primary school in the mountainous area there, and then help people transport fruits to sell. He was wearing a suit when he met me, and he looked like a big boss. Also. They say they made a fortune by buying lottery tickets, doing small business, and having a lot of extra money, they used it to do good deeds."

"Do you know him in the mountains over there?"

"I know him. I heard that he also funded many schools. Do you think he is sick? He has so many foreign debts and he donated them to others." Zhang Jiaxin scolded.

I really want to identify with Zhang Jiaxin. I can't understand Tao Hai more and more. Either he is possessed by a ghost, or he is sick.

"All the money he subsidizes the school is debt?" Chen Xiaoqiu raised a possibility.

Zhang Jiaxin opened his mouth, and after a while he uttered a sentence: "That's really sick."

"He told you at that time that he gave you the cornucopia?" I asked.

Zhang Jiaxin nodded, "I thought he was talking about the apples from that place. When I got there, I knew something was wrong."

"Then how do you know that this house is the cornucopia?"

"He said it again when he gave me the key." Zhang Jiaxin scratched his head, "If this place is demolished, it will be a treasure trove, right?"

The compensation for demolition is quite large. It is appropriate to divide it into a larger house and add some cash. However, the location of the house and the amount of cash will depend on the specific policies.

However, the cornucopia Tao Hai mentioned definitely did not refer to the demolition, but the house itself.

I looked around the living room and still didn't see anything wrong. The only strange feeling comes from opening the door, like opening a treasure chest in a blockbuster special effect. What is that sound? It always feels a bit familiar, that feeling is also a bit familiar, you can call it a sense of déjà vu.

Chen Yihan suddenly walked over and took both keys in his hands. We didn't know what he was going to do, so we just stared at him. Chen Yihan tried two keys respectively. The key reissued by the police opened the door successfully, but Zhang Jiaxin's key could not even be fully inserted into the door lock.

"Huh?" Guo Yujie was surprised, "Let me try."

Chen Yihan didn't stop him.

Guo Yujie tried, but even with her brute force she couldn't put the key in. Obviously this key is wrong.

Chen Yihan called Zhang Jiaxin, "Go and have a look."

Zhang Jiaxin was confused, but he still obeyed and the key went into the keyhole as smoothly as a knife cutting tofu. Zhang Jiaxin was startled and hurriedly defended: "I really am not in this business!"

This scene is so ridiculous that none of us can laugh.

Tao Hai said that the cornucopia was given to Zhang Jiaxin, but now it seems that it was indeed given to him.

Could it be said that this door is the source of the problem?

I looked at the door carefully, then gave up the idea. The door was installed by the police station, so there won't be any problems. Maybe a key? I took the key and felt nothing. Besides, I had that feeling when I opened the door myself, it was not an illusion.

The door might just be a spirit.

I thought of the concept Aoba mentioned. So, what is the medium? What is the identity of this thing?