"That's right! The netizens' analysis is spot on! Nature has so many wonderful things!"

Lin Feng smiled and shrugged, exclaiming that sometimes money just comes that fast!

But these are all treasures of nature.

They cannot be used by humans indefinitely, otherwise Hu Linguang wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to plant trees.

"Although birch trees are common, the efficacy of birch sap is truly rare and precious. It can only be collected during the 15-30 day spring season after winter ends."

"It has antibacterial properties and can be used as a medicinal herb to treat arthritis and tuberculosis."

"It's also very nutritious; it's one of the favorite drinks of wild black bears."

While they were talking, the little black bears had already finished drinking the birch sap in the jar.

The little black bears clung to Lin Feng's legs.

I patiently retied its shoelaces.

"Hmm~"

(Bring more delicious food next time you come, I love it!)

"Haha, okay, let me count how many little heads there are!"

There are four little heads in total.

"Next time I'll bring you some fish to eat, okay?"

(Okay! Okay!)

The little black bears happily returned to their tree hole.

These little guys are so cute.

The live stream audience got completely hooked.

What an adorable little black bear! It looks so cute!

[The black one looks as adorable as a little puppy!]

...

Lin Feng opened the tin box.

Just as he had expected, it was inside.

There is a diary that is in very good condition.

He frowned as he looked at the contents of the diary.

The entire internet is very curious.

Why did Hu Linguang, who worked so hard planting trees every day, end up like this? Who did it?

Lin Feng finished reading the diary in his hand.

I made a phone call directly.

"Hey, headquarters, does that bet still stand?"

"Of course it counts, Lin Feng. What do you want?" Someone answered the call from headquarters.

"Find me two people." Lin Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his tone turned icy.

Which two people?

"The first one is a descendant of Hu Linguang."

"Hu Linguang?" The voice from headquarters paused noticeably. "What do you want with his descendants?"

"The second one is the culprit who forced him to his death and framed him back then!" Lin Feng clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

There was a moment of silence at headquarters, as if they were checking information.

Despite the information found, things were not as simple as they seemed.

"Comrade Lin Feng, we have found out that Hu Lingguang has a son named Hu Yang, but..."

"But what?" Lin Feng's heart jumped into his throat.

"He's dead. It was an accident three years ago."

"This villager named Hu Yang died three years ago while guarding the border!"

"Dead?" Lin Feng was stunned, a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

Upon hearing this news, Lin Feng's fingers trembled slightly.

In the diary:

"June 1, 1998, sunny. Today is Xiaobao's third birthday. I promised him I would catch a thrush as a gift, but..."

The strong, powerful handwriting came into view, yet the style of the writing conveyed a faint sense of sadness.

Lin Feng continued flipping through the pages. The content was mostly trivial, filled with love for his wife and children, but there was no mention of the case.

"Could I be mistaken? This diary doesn't seem to offer any clues," Lin Feng frowned, a sense of unease creeping into his mind.

Just as he was about to close the diary, a line on the last page suddenly caught his eye.

"November 6, 1998, sunny. They asked me to steal Podocarpus macrophyllus to sell. What should I do? I can't lose this job, but..."

Lin Feng's head and mouth contracted, and his breathing became rapid.

"Did someone ask him to steal Podocarpus macrophyllus? Did he really do it?"

He suddenly remembered what he had told Editor Guo before. Hu Lingguang committed suicide out of guilt after being caught stealing Podocarpus macrophyllus!

Lin Feng's heart began to race, and an unprecedented sense of tension enveloped him.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and continue reading.

"It snowed on February 15, 1999. Today is New Year's Eve, but I can't be happy because I did something that I'm sorry to my wife and children."

...

"On February 28, 1999, a cloudy day, they tempted me with high prices. I really had no choice. My conscience was constantly tormented. These trees were Dasheng's life, more like my children. How could I bear to sell them!"

...

"March 2, 1999, sunny. The weather is particularly nice today. I decided not to help them steal the Podocarpus macrophyllus. These trees are all money. I know my family is short of money, and my wife and children need money even more, but I just can't do something against my conscience."

...

"On April 7, 1999, a cloudy day, I lived in fear and self-blame every day. They came to talk to me again and even hit me. I dared not tell anyone, afraid of losing everything I had now, and even more afraid of losing my family."

...

"On June 23, 1999, there was a rainstorm. If anyone can see this diary, it means I am already gone."

“I couldn’t take the pressure anymore. The Podocarpus macrophyllus trees were cut down by bad people. They told everyone that I stole them and sold them. God, how could this happen? Nobody believes me.”

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