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"I heard you fart here!! these villagers in Wangbei Village live all day watching the sky and eating in the soil, and they can only earn some hard-earned money by their own hard work. Now that we have a way to make money, why don't you let us grow them? What does it have to do with us whether those drug addicts are dead or alive? We didn't sell drugs to them! Don't mess around here anymore, I've just decided to grow poppies this year! Let's start with our family's piece of land! I want to see if you are the best at talking or I are the best at talking in Wangbei Village!"

Seeing that the two most respected people in the North Village quarreled like this, the people in the village who were already simple and honest all had no idea, and there were many people who originally supported Ding Zhaokun, but now they were a little more hesitant in their eyes, although they had not seen those drug addicts whose families were ruined, but when they thought that the things they had grown were such evil things, no matter how much money they gave them, they didn't dare to plant these things anymore.

Looking at the hesitant appearance of those people, Ding Zhaokun was in a hurry. Since Huo Jingui has the final say on everything, then he, the village chief of Wangbei Village, has not become an ornament!? Besides, he has already received Cha Bo's money, if he can't even pass the first level of sowing, how can he explain to Mr. Cha Bo?!

Ding Zhaokun continued to say: "Fellow villagers, fellow villagers, listen to me, we all grow opium poppies to make medicinal herbs, and we are saving people, not harming people! Don't listen to Huo Jingui's nonsense, he is all full of nonsense to scare you!"

Seeing that Ding Zhaokun was still dying and struggling here, Liu Xinghao, who had been watching coldly, finally couldn't help it, and he said in a loud voice: "Village Chief Ding, the director of the pharmaceutical factory you are talking about, is the director called Cha Bo? I'm afraid it's him who picked you up from the village yesterday and gave you a black bag, right?"

Liu Xinghao ruthlessly uncovered Ding Zhaokun's old bottom, after he finished speaking, all the villagers present shot their eyes to Ding Zhaokun, those eyes were like a sharp sword, and they suddenly poked Ding Zhaokun's weakness, making him feel that he had no place to put his old face. He could only say with a dead face: "What Chapo?!What black bag?!You don't want to spew blood!"

"I'm spurting blood, hehe, then ask the village chief to take out the bag he brought back last night and show it to everyone." As long as you can tell who gave it to you, then I will admit that it was me who spewed blood, and you can punish me as much as you want, how about it?!" Liu Xinghao didn't plan to leave any steps to Ding Zhaokun this time, which was tantamount to directly forcing him to a dead end, he just wanted to tear off the mask of this old thing in front of the whole village!

"That briefcase is still pressed under my pillow, if I take it out for everyone to see, there is so much money in it, I can't tell if I have a mouth full of it! Ding Zhaokun was really cowardly this time, he stood there stiffly, neither daring to agree, let alone refusing, seeing that there was no way to live.

"What's the matter, Village Chief Ding? Why don't you speak? If you don't refuse, then we can go to your house to have a look?" Liu Xinghao's trick is called a two-headed block, if you dare to refuse, it means that you have on your body, and you can't get rid of it! If you don't refuse, then directly give you a clear exposé! Let everyone see what kind of face you Ding Zhaokun is!

The villagers present were stunned by Liu Xinghao, and they all felt that he was very reasonable. Unexpectedly, this newly appointed Ding Zhaokun was such a person, and he dared to secretly contact that Cha Bo behind the back of the whole village!

The villagers are now looking at Ding Zhaokun and want to see how he explains. But Ding Zhaokun is now like a defeated rooster, wilting there without saying a word, neither daring to admit nor deny.

"Let's go, since Village Chief Ding doesn't deny it, let's go and take a look for ourselves, that bag is about the size of a basin, boxy, black, it seems to contain a lot of treasures!

"Alas...... You ......" Seeing that the ugly things he committed were about to be exposed, Ding Zhaokun wanted to stop it, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say. In fact, even if he can speak the heavens now, no one will believe him.

The villagers followed Liu Xinghao to the courtyard of the village chief Ding's house, and when they opened the door, they saw that there was no one in the house, only a few chickens in the yard to catch small insects to eat.

Aunt Zhang pointed to a room in the east chamber and said, "Usually the village chief Ding lives in this room!"

Liu Xinghao came to the outside of the room in the east wing, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open. I saw that the furnishings in the room were quite simple, there was a wooden bed against the wall, a set of wooden cabinets at the end of the bed, plus a square table and two wooden chairs by the door, which was all the belongings. Most of the houses in the village are furnished like this, and there is nothing unusual about it.

According to Amin, the bag was the size of a washbasin, so the most likely place to hide it was the wooden cabinet. Liu Xinghao stepped forward and opened the cabinet door, only to see that there were just some clothes inside, and there was no trace of the black bag at all.

Liu Xinghao's heart sank, and he secretly said badly: "It's bad, I think about this old man Ding simply! If he hides that black bag in some place like a hidden compartment, where can I find it?!"

There wasn't in the cupboard, not under the bed, even the sheets had been lifted, but they were just as empty. The more Liu Xinghao searched, the more weak his heart became, but behind him there were still the fathers and villagers of the whole village, he had sworn by what he said just now, and now this is a big shame!

"How is it, did you find any black bags?" Ding Zhaokun's voice came from behind him.

There was a cold killing intent in that voice, which made Liu Xinghao's back chill, and he knew that something was wrong!

"Village Chief Ding, you hid the bag quite secretly, since it's not in the bedroom, is it in the kitchen?" Liu Xinghao smiled at Ding Zhaokun, wanting to get some hints from the expression on his face.

But Ding Zhaokun's gloomy face did not see a trace of change, he stretched out his finger and said, "The kitchen is over there, if you want to search it, go and search it." But if you can't find it again, then don't blame me for losing my temper!"

"It's broken, it's broken, it doesn't look like it's a kitchen! Anyway, he came back so late yesterday, and he was carrying a big bag of money in his hand, so he probably won't go out again, right? Then he will definitely hide the money where he can see and touch...... Right?"