But they were destined to be disappointed. Zhang Wei squinted and said, "There's more to this matter. I've heard that Doctor He has a diary. Once you see it, you'll understand."
In his memory, He Xian Gu was exposed because of this diary, and Doctor He had boldly placed the notebook on top of the rice cabinet in the hall.
Doctor He's eyes reflected despair, his face turning ashen. At that moment, he truly felt fear. Could it be that this little brat had really hit the nail on the head? Was he possessed by a demon? Otherwise, how could such a small child know everything? He trembled all over, suddenly recalling a saying: good deeds are rewarded with good, and evil deeds are punished with evil; it's not that the retribution hasn't arrived, it's just that the time isn't right!
Could it be that heaven had sent this to collect my life? Doctor He felt darkness closing in and nearly fainted. The last shred of hope was stripped away—this was fate!
He Xian Gu was still unaware of the diary's significance, but she sensed something was off.
"Where is the diary?" Officer Zhang asked urgently.
Zhang Wei led everyone to the living room. After looking at the rice cabinet for a moment, he pointed to a yellowed book with the title "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the cover and said, "It's this one."
Old Wei picked up the book and started flipping through it, saying, "This is the Three Kingdoms…"
Suddenly, his eyes widened. The contents were all handwritten entries by Doctor He, documenting various deceitful acts. When he turned to the last page, it clearly recorded how Doctor He and He Xian Gu had conspired to murder Old Li.
He Xian Gu was still relieved that Doctor He hadn't sold her out, but then she suddenly felt that the gazes of everyone present were a bit off. She timidly asked, "What… what are you looking at?"
Zhang Wei sneered. This woman was really stupid; didn't she understand even at this point?
"What are we looking at? We're looking at a murderer!" Old Wei shouted coldly, stepping forward to handcuff He Xian Gu and throwing the diary in front of her, saying, "Take a good look!"
At first, He Xian Gu struggled desperately, but after reading the diary, her despair grew. Finally, she couldn't help but curse, "He Guobing, you stupid pig! May you die a horrible death!"
Doctor He felt bitter; he had hidden it so deeply, yet it was still found out. Heaven was out to get him! But how did this little brat know?
Soon, He Xian Gu was dragged out by Old Wei, and Zhang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief. This matter had reached a satisfactory conclusion.
Unexpectedly, as Doctor He was being pulled past him, Officer Zhang suddenly asked, "How did you know?"
Right! How could a little kid know about such a hidden matter? Everyone looked at Zhang Wei in confusion, even Zhang Aiguo was no exception.
Zhang Wei smiled faintly, pointing to his head and saying, "Because of this!"
What did that mean? Everyone was puzzled, thinking Zhang Wei was boasting about his intelligence, unaware that he meant he had memories from a past life.
"Why? Why do you know everything? Why are you targeting me?" Doctor He asked, his eyes reddening.
"I told you, I would make you regret it!" Zhang Wei stared at him seriously and said, "Why target you? I just don't want any more innocent people to be deceived by you! Because of conscience!" As he spoke, he pointed to his heart.
Conscience?
Conscience!
Is there really someone who cares about that? Doctor He felt a surge of oppressive anger in his chest, trembling hands finally breaking down.
**The Next Day.**
After a day of fermenting news, the arrest of Doctor He and He Xian Gu quickly spread throughout the village. At first, the villagers couldn't believe it, but once the police confirmed it, the entire Minqiang village was in an uproar.
To Zhang Wei's surprise, he and his father had gained a good reputation because of this incident.
"Have you heard? Doctor He and He Xian Gu have been arrested!"
"Who in the village doesn't know about it now? I heard that this was thanks to Zhang Laojiu's family assisting in solving the case."
"Zhang Laojiu? That useless Zhang Aiguo?"
"Zhang Aiguo is not useless at all! At the very least, he has a genius son. What about your son?"
"Right! I heard that Zhang Aiguo's son, Zhang Wei, is incredible. They say he's a reincarnated deity, specifically here to deal with scoundrels like He Guobing!"
In just a day, the news had spread throughout the village. Zhang Wei was quite surprised; the speed of this dissemination was comparable to modern internet users. He couldn't help but marvel at the power of the people.
At around four or five in the afternoon, at home.
The small room was filled with people, all praising Zhang Wei as a genius. However, their main reason for coming was not to praise Zhang Wei, but to see the village head, Li, of Minqiang village.
After the case of Old Li's disappearance was solved, Old Li's family quickly came to Zhang Wei's house to express their gratitude.
"Thank you so much," Old Li's wife said tearfully. "If it weren't for you, we might never have found Old Li's remains."
Zhang Aiguo quickly replied, "No need to thank us, no need to thank us."
Seeing his father's awkward demeanor, Zhang Wei said, "This is something we should do. I only regret that I thought of it too late; otherwise, Uncle Li wouldn't have… sigh!"
Village Head Li, who was drinking tea, looked at Zhang Wei with surprise.
Old Li's wife exchanged a few more pleasantries and then pulled out a bulging envelope, pushing it toward Zhang Aiguo. "A while ago, I mentioned that I would give a reward of ten thousand yuan to whoever finds Old Li. Please accept this money."
Zhang Aiguo was at a loss, his eyes showing a hint of greed, but he was still conflicted.
We absolutely cannot accept this money, Zhang Wei thought. Although he was tempted by the ten thousand yuan, he knew that if they accepted it today, the Zhang family would probably never be able to hold their heads high in front of the villagers again.
Another reason was Village Head Li. If they accepted the ten thousand yuan, it would mean that Old Li's family no longer owed the Zhang family a favor. Zhang Wei valued the relationship with the village head more than this money; it was worth much more than ten thousand yuan.
"This money cannot be accepted!" Zhang Wei firmly rejected on behalf of his father. "Although our family is poor, we definitely didn't act for the sake of money."
"Oh? Then why?" Village Head Li asked casually, thinking to himself: Could it be that they are interested in my connections?
"Because of justice!" Zhang Wei declared, his tone powerful. Yet internally, he felt a pang of regret; ten thousand yuan in 1994 was quite a sum, and it was all for this kind of situation… But he had to refuse the money.
Village Head Li felt a bit ashamed; he had misjudged their intentions. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled slightly, saying, "You truly are a genius!" He turned to Zhang Aiguo and said, "Consider this a favor I owe your family. If you ever need anything, just come find me. As long as it's within my capability, I won't stand by and do nothing."
That was exactly what Zhang Wei was waiting to hear, and he felt a little excited. Village Head Li was like a local emperor in Minqiang village, and with this kind of protection, no one would dare to cause trouble for the Zhang family.
Zhang Aiguo chuckled and said, "Thank you, Village Head Li. Thank you."
Village Head Li nodded in satisfaction and said, "I know ten thousand yuan is too much. Accepting it would burden you. Here's what we'll do: Sister-in-law, take out two thousand yuan for Xiao Zhang. They helped us so much; we can't let it go without any acknowledgment."
"Okay!" Old Li's wife responded, pulling out twenty crisp hundred-yuan bills from the envelope.
"I… I can't take this," Zhang Aiguo continued to refuse.
Village Head Li said unhappily, "What? Do you look down on me?"
Seeing that it had come to this point, they had to accept the money. Besides, they had also secured a favor, which was killing two birds with one stone. Zhang Wei tugged at his father's sleeve and said, "Dad, just accept it."
Zhang Aiguo hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Then I won't be polite." He accepted the two thousand yuan.
Village Head Li nodded in satisfaction and said, "Now I feel a bit more at ease. Remember, if you need anything, come find me. My sister-in-law and I have to rush back to handle my brother's funeral, so we'll be leaving now. Don't see us off."
Once Village Head Li left, the villagers in the room finally felt free to speak.
"The Zhang family really has integrity, refusing ten thousand yuan just like that!"
"They've even gained the village head's appreciation; that's impressive!"
"'Because of justice'—those four words make my blood boil!"
The villagers began to discuss among themselves, and the reputation of the Zhang family soared, praising both Zhang Wei and Zhang Aiguo, making the father and son feel a bit embarrassed.
Not long after, as Zhang Wei's family prepared for dinner, the villagers gradually left.
During dinner, Zhang Aiguo couldn't help but say, "Son, why did you make me accept the two thousand yuan? It weakens the village head's favor!"
With the New Year's meal being quite good, Zhang Wei was eating with grease on his mouth as he explained, "That favor was too heavy. If we don't accept the money, the village head might suspect we have ulterior motives and would definitely be wary of us. If we really encounter trouble, he might not be willing to help us fully."
He picked up a piece of meat and chewed it