"Director Liu, what's going on? Why are you coming here so late?"
To be honest, Lu Xinghe was not very familiar with Director Liu of the Sandao Forest Farm.
At most, I know that he has some issues with the Public Security Bureau.
The rest is not clear.
Moreover, one was a commune and the other was a forest farm, and they were never merged together even in later generations.
There is no collection of its own.
"Something's happened! It's really serious! It'll be too late in the evening!"
Director Liu said this and was about to pull Lu Xinghe away.
But he didn't hear anything and just left. He was not a brick that could be moved by anyone who wanted to use him.
He is just an ordinary hunter, but he is not doing his job every day and acts like a gang leader in the surrounding area.
Everything comes to you.
"You speak first. Stop for three seconds when something happens, otherwise it will be more chaotic."
"I~! Hey! I'll speak first! But big brother, you have to help me!"
Director Liu didn't sit down either. He just stood there and started talking and gesturing.
In fact, it is very simple. Secretary Liu colluded with Old Liu and that young man.
I want to go up the mountain and get some silver.
They said the two of them were crazy, but that was just what they told outsiders.
Such a huge fortune has alarmed the police and some mysterious people.
Director Liu was no fool, and he got the information out of them the next day after they came down the mountain.
These past few days, I have been trying to get people to go up the mountain, but the people I found were all my family members.
But there was a problem, the man he was looking for was a brother-in-law from his mother's family.
It’s not that my mother’s family is unreliable.
But the old woman's lips are as thick as the waist of her cotton trousers, and she hasn't even gone up the mountain to find the silver yet.
She started arranging a marriage for her good-for-nothing brother-in-law and kept bragging about it.
As a result, he was targeted by a group of ruffians in Jiang City.
If they were just some simple little thugs, it would be fine. But there are also a few southern thieves who are good at business and are particularly smart.
Just like that, they didn't know how they found their way to Sandao Forest Farm.
Seeing the physical condition of Lao Liu and the young man, I guessed that the stuff over there would be bad for the body.
Then he took all the old women in the house away.
Let them go to the mountain to get it, and then replace them after they come down.
After hearing this, Lu Xinghe frowned: "Then why are you looking for me? Go report to the police! Are you still thinking of going up the mountain to steal something?
I tell you, that thing is not what you think it is. It is worthless in your hands."
Director Liu's thoughts were immediately seen through by Lu Xinghe. His face turned red with embarrassment and he stood there for a long time without being able to speak.
Director Liu also has his own judgment on whether that thing is silver.
Just look at the weight and hardness. The old farmer knows it clearly. Doesn’t he understand?
But since so many people are interested in this thing, it must be a good thing.
Money can move people's hearts.
They all came from hard times.
No one can resist this temptation.
Moreover, Director Liu said that he actually knew those little hooligans in Jiang City.
In the previous life, these little punks were really powerful.
Cats have their own ways, and mice have their own ways.
With the help of those southern think tanks, this group of little hooligans always stood at the forefront of the trend.
Later, he even relied on high-interest loans to convert them into small loans, and took over many companies, enterprises, and factories in Jiang City.
In the end, he was successfully whitewashed.
Even the dirty things that happened before were covered up.
“Bang!”
After Lu Xinghe refused, Director Liu knelt down without saying a word!
"Brother! Big brother! I'll call the police right now! But it will take time for them to come!"
Please, please help! They are hiding in the mountains. I know where they are. Please save them first. Please!
It is said that a man's knees are made of gold, and Lu Xinghe can't stand seeing a man kneeling.
At this time, He Xiaoyu also heard the noise and pushed the door open.
"What's wrong?"
"Hurry up and get up! You're shortening my life!"
Lu Xinghe went forward to help, but Director Liu dragged him and refused to get up.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw He Xiaoyu.
"Comrade! You are a family! Please help me beg your man, help me, I really have no other choice."
Lu Xinghe looked at Director Liu who was kneeling beside He Xiaoyu.
The brain is even less sufficient.
Could it be that these two people know each other?
"Isn't this Brother Liu? Hurry up and talk it over. If Secretary Liu finds out about this, don't blame me!"
A Secretary Liu.
A Director Liu...
Lu Xinghe rolled his eyes.
There is nothing more to say, it’s clear!
This guy is a family member of Liu Xisheng!
He Xiaoyu helped Director Liu up and explained, "Brother Liu came to see Secretary Liu before, and we had dinner together at that time."
"Okay, I understand. Xiaoyu, call your father-in-law and ask him to come over with Ye Bufan.
After we leave, go see Secretary Liu next morning!
Lu Xinghe emphasized the three words "Secretary Liu".
"Tell him the whole story! Let him figure it out for himself."
No matter how good-tempered Lu Xinghe was, he couldn't help it this time.
I have to clean up Liu Xisheng's mess these days.
If it's a serious matter, it's fine, but what they do is all bullshit.
First, there was the matter of Li Chunhua's in-laws' family.
This is another relative of his.
However, those punks from Jiang City were indeed a bit dishonest.
He actually captured his family and threatened them. He has no moral integrity at all.
This is a mountainous area, no matter if it's a dragon from another river or a local snake.
He said this is a mountain tiger.
This group of people just took the person to the city and found a place to take good care of him.
You even dragged people up the mountain.
Among the old ladies at home, how many can carry the load up the mountain for a night?
This is really a complete lack of morality.
And just as Lu Xinghe guessed.
Although this group of people had already scouted the location during the day and found a shed left by a previous logging team.
There are still many daily necessities left inside.
But once it got dark, a group of people gathered around the fire, shivering with cold.
You know, even though this greenhouse is quite warm during the day.
But these logging crews can make do.
When building the greenhouse, the snow is not cleared at all.
Instead, he simply piled up the snow and built a wooden bed, put a few boards on it, and went to sleep.
When we came to dismantle the greenhouse the following year, the snow under the greenhouse bed had not melted yet.
These are the little hooligans who are used to enjoying a good life in these cities.
Each one of them was dressed in smooth and slippery clothes.
How can you keep out the cold better than a thick cotton-padded jacket?
"Brother Cui, is this really okay? What if the police are called? Or should we just bury him and go up the mountain to look for him ourselves? It's too cold at night."
The big bald man with the same appearance as Wang Daiba said to the man wearing glasses.
Unexpectedly, just a small move made the man with glasses angry.
A slap in the face knocked Baldy Liang unconscious.
"Hao Quezi, are you stupid? I told you to use your brain. So many people saw you, and you kidnapped the person. How come the police couldn't catch you?
Just bear with it if you’re cold! It’s you who’s cold, isn’t it?
The man with glasses has a very strange accent, but there is a trend of it gradually being assimilated into the Northeastern dialect.
"Then I~where I~~find a place to warm up~~"
Bald Laoliang and Hao Quezi were not angry either. They looked at the old ladies with a smile on their faces.
I definitely can't bring myself to touch this thing.
But it's still okay to keep warm.
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