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"Police! You all need to find that wretched Qin Jingru and arrest her! She stole our money and ran off with that scoundrel Xu Damao!"
As soon as the police arrived at Jia Zhangshi's home, they were met with a flurry of accusations. Team Leader Li quickly stepped in to restrain Jia Zhangshi, his expression serious as he asked, "Jia Zhangshi, calm down and tell me what happened."
"Officer, I can't go on living like this! The eight hundred and sixteen yuan I saved up, along with my gold ring, has all been stolen!" Jia Zhangshi cried, recounting her tale once more.
Upon hearing the substantial amount of money lost, Team Leader Li's expression grew even graver. He turned to the crowd and asked, "Is Jia Zhangshi the only one who lost money? Has anyone else in the courtyard been affected?"
"Our family didn’t lose anything."
"Neither did ours!"
Li's question sent the courtyard into a frenzy, with everyone chiming in. However, Qin Huairu's expression shifted multiple times as she hesitated. Finally, she steeled herself and approached Team Leader Li.
"Officer, I lost money too," Qin Huairu said softly, her voice trembling slightly.
Upon hearing that another person had lost money, Team Leader Li frowned. He recognized Qin Huairu and asked with concern, "Qin Huairu, how much did you lose?"
Qin Huairu stammered, seemingly reluctant to disclose the exact amount. After all, it was no small sum; if the others in the courtyard found out, it would surely lead to trouble!
Seeing her distress, Team Leader Li sighed helplessly and said firmly, "Qin Huairu, please tell me the exact amount. Only then can we properly investigate and help you recover your lost belongings!"
Internally conflicted but resolute, Qin Huairu finally said through gritted teeth, "Officer, I lost two thousand one hundred yuan and various tickets!" She knew that if she didn't come forward now, she might never have another chance to reclaim that money.
The crowd gasped in shock at Qin Huairu's revelation. They had assumed she had merely lost a small amount of cash or some valuables but were taken aback by such a significant sum.
Someone couldn't help but question her: "Two thousand one hundred yuan? That's outrageous! When did the Jia family become so wealthy?" Others echoed this sentiment, expressing disbelief at the figure.
Another person scoffed: "What a joke! The Jia family was always complaining about being poor; now they suddenly lost two thousand one hundred yuan? Isn't that contradictory?"
The courtyard buzzed with chatter as doubts about the Jia family's situation spread. Meanwhile, Qin Huairu stood silently aside, feeling helpless; she knew revealing the specific amount would lead to this kind of reaction!
"Exactly! Our family is so poor we can't even scrape together four hundred yuan!" someone chimed in.
"Hah! You think that's bad? We don't even have forty yuan! And yet before this, Yizhonghai had us donate to the Jia family—what a joke! Do they really need our charity?" another complained.
"Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the Jia family had this kind of money!" Suddenly a voice piped up, drawing everyone's attention.
"What do you mean by that?" someone asked curiously.
"Think about it—when Old Jia passed away, the steel mill gave them a substantial compensation package. Later on, when Jia Dongxu died, they received another payout from the steel mill. Given Jia Zhangshi's greedy nature, it's likely both sums are still in her possession. Plus, everyone knows how much they spend; so having over eight hundred yuan isn't surprising at all!" the person explained.
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