They didn't understand, but the boy did, and he translated: "About five days ago the night when two big cars came down from the side of the road, and a group of people went to cut down trees, because they were lighting a fire, and my father noticed it, and took the Seven Treasures and the Eight Treasures to check on the situation. Those people spoke Chinese, but he didn't know who they were. ”

It became clear at this point that the stealing of trees had nothing to do with their father and son, and was done by a group of people. At first, the reason why the old man asked them if they had come to arrest him was because they were hired by the tribe's honorable mother.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Ao Muyang was a little disappointed.

Previously, the wolf wolf and the second wolf sniffed the sack and found the hut, making him think that the lumberjack was hiding in the hut, but it turned out that there was nothing between the two sides.

Seeing the change in his expression, the old man patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow him into the house.

The boy said, "Oh, are you looking for the people who cut down the trees? They left something behind and my father picked it up." ”

The wooden house was surrounded by four walls, with only a wooden bed, a rotten bedding, and a few clay jars, wooden piers, wooden bowls, and other things.

The old man solemnly lifted the tattered futon, took out a few pieces of paper from under and handed them to him.

Ao Muyang looked at it, and the first line on the paper read, "Traditional fishing village, ten thousand customs, Longtou Village warmly welcomes you......

Nima, isn't this a propaganda poster in the village?

On a cold day, Lao Ao was going to sweat on his head.

He hurriedly took these posters out to show Yang Shuyong and others, and sneered: "These people are okay, what about him, it turns out that they still left these things to frame me, but they were picked up by the old man." ”

If it weren't for the old man who picked up the poster back, the people from the Letters and Visits Office would inevitably run into it when they came to check the situation, and then he would have been detained even more.

"Who is so ruthless?" Yang Shuyong said angrily, "Team Ao, who have you offended outside? This is to frame you, but you are ruthless enough." ”

Long Deshui frowned and said: "This is a framed Ao village chief, there is no doubt about it, but this thing is a little wrong, you can make money by driving to the mountains to steal timber, but you have to cut down enough trees." We've seen the scale of the stolen forests, and they don't make a lot of money. This is not a big scale, even if they frame the village chief Ao, the crime is nothing, what are they doing this?

"Who would do that?" the village chief of Longwangzhuang wondered.

Yang Shuyong said with a gloomy face: "Could it be that bastard Jin Hong in the town?" Some time ago, in order to catch the fertilizer liar, Team Ao offended him. ”

Ao Muyang shook his head: "It's not him, first, he doesn't have the guts, and second, he doesn't have the money to make such a big deal." ”

The old man hurriedly walked out and stretched out his hand to hand him something: a box of cigarettes, the Yellow Crane Tower.

"Waugh. The old man said.

The little head added, "There's a lighter in there, and the lighter we brought these days has just been used up, and my abba said it was sent by the Buddha Birujana to our people who are suffering." ”

Ao Muyang opened the cigarette case, which was empty, and only a lighter remained.

Some smokers like to stuff lighters into cigarette cases, and it is estimated that this person sees that the cigarette case is empty, so he throws it away, and forgets that there is a lighter inside.

The lighter is quite exquisite, not the kind of disposable plastic goods, but an aluminum lighter made in the shape of a sword, and a few words are printed on it: Dragon and Tiger Group.

As soon as he saw these words, Ao Muyang's eyes froze.

He is very familiar with the name of Dragon Tiger Group, this group is mainly divided into two parts, one part is Red Dragon Fishery, the other part is Black Tiger Finance, needless to say, this group is Sun Beilong's industry.

In this way, the matter of planting the false accusation becomes somewhat interesting: from the existing clues, it is inferred that this incident was instigated by Sun Beilong, at least he can't get out of it, and the person who came to do it belongs to his company or has a close relationship with his company.

However, this can't be said, how could Sun Beilong provoke him again?

However, he thought of Long Deshui's words, and the other party did not do this to put him to death, but to disgust him.

Sun Beilong has this motive, he asked Ao Muyang to help him check one thing, but Ao Muyang made an excuse to prevaricate the past, according to the rules of the road, this is a slap in the face.

The mystery seems to have been solved, and the identity of the lumberjack has emerged.

Ao Muyang felt that this was wrong, Sun Beilong told him many times that he wanted to reconcile and avoid enmity, and paid a considerable price for this, which was really good for him.

So, how could he continue to do such disgusting things?

You must know that this matter can indeed frame him, but Sun Beilong definitely knows who he is, and knows that he will not be willing to carry the black cauldron, so he must investigate this matter.

And the truth of this matter can be found out, after all, this matter is reported by a real person, as long as you get through the relationship with the government, you can find out who is behind the scenes along this line.

The reason why Sun Beilong was jealous of Ao Muyang was that he knew the relationship between him and the government.

Then this doesn't make sense, Sun Beilong is such a smart and skillful person, can play such stinky chess?

Ao Muyang was confused, and the others didn't want to, and when they saw the words on the lighter, they immediately scolded: "Oh, Sun Beilong, who is lying in the groove, it turned out that this grandson did a good thing!"

"Hmph, as expected, Team Ao, find a way to him?!"

"This old cub who is paralyzed has gone to give gifts to our dragon head several times, but I didn't expect that the bright side is a set of yin side, and he has to him!"

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said: "Let's hide this matter in our stomachs first, I'll contact the boss to see how this matter is handled, and no one of you will mess around in private." ”

After finding out about the illegal logging, they should go back.

It's been a long enough journey, and if they don't hurry back at noon, they'll have to sleep in the mountains tonight.

Ao Muyang invited the father and son of the Zha Long people to go to the village with him, and marked his identity as the village head.

The father and son of the Za Gang people were real, and they didn't ask for anything, so they set out with them with guns and dogs.

On the way, the old man introduced himself, his name is Lazhong, and the child is his son named Dorma, the reason why they are willing to go to the village with him is because it is too cold in the mountains, and they lack supplies, so it is difficult to survive the winter, so after Ao Muyang invited them, the two agreed to come down.

In addition, Ao Muyang figured out one thing, the reason why the general did not attack the four golden short hairs was because it found out that this was its cub, or that it found that the golden short hair paralyzed at the door was one of its favorite concubines......

These four dogs and the paralyzed were found when Lazhong was patrolling the mountains, the gave birth to cubs in the mountains, and her two hind legs were caught and broken by the trap of the beast.

Coincidentally, this female dog was raised by the village and was bred by the general, but it went to the mountains to give birth to cubs and fell into a trap, and finally failed to bring the puppy back to the village. Today, the general recognized its identity when he smelled it, so he didn't let the wolf and the wolf bite them.