Chapter 38 Luo Ming's betrayal
After listening to Li Xiao's words, Ling Bingbing's eyes lit up, and said, "You said he has financial problems?"
Li Xiao sneered: "Isn't this obvious? With his poor salary, can he afford to live in a two-story building? Don't talk about it."
"But after so many years, why haven't villagers reported him?" Ling Bingbing was a little puzzled.
"Please, how do you report it? The villagers don't know a lot of big characters, and they don't know where to report it! Moreover, Luo Sicheng knows the leader of the gangster in the town. Anyone who dares to report him will seek revenge."
After listening to Li Xiao's description, Ling Bingbing nodded thoughtfully.
And at this moment, facing Ling Bingbing, Li Xiao involuntarily used clairvoyance.
puff!
Li Xiaoxuan spat out a mouthful of old blood, with a strange expression on his face.
Ling Bingbing was wearing the most special purple pair today.
Li Xiao really didn't know what to say, could it be that the legendary appearance was dignified but the heart was wild?
Today Ling Bingbing's clothes are really conservative, even rustic, but who would have thought that she would be so sensual inside.
Seeing Li Xiao's strange eyes, Ling Bingbing couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"
Li Xiao shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's okay."
At the same time, he felt that he retracted his perspective eyes, and he couldn't guarantee whether he would squirt nosebleeds while watching.
There is no way, young guy, I can't afford to be hurt!
Two days later, after Li Xiao distributed the money for selling fungus to the villagers, he came to Ling Bingbing's office again.
As soon as he entered the door, Li Xiao noticed that Ling Bingbing's expression was a bit ugly.
"What's wrong?" Li Xiao asked with concern.
"Luo Siguo is indeed an old fox. He is too cunning. I was planning to test him out, but he has already prepared. He said that his relatives built the house for him. He even prepared the relevant materials." Ling Bingbing said depressedly.
"Can't catch him?"
"There is no evidence, how can I arrest?" Ling Bingbing ruthlessly rolled on the ground a few times, as if to vent her depression.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.
When Li Xiao opened the door, it turned out to be Luo Ming, Luo Sicheng's son.
Li Xiao's expression turned cold, and he asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Luo Ming knew that Li Xiao didn't want to see him, but he still said, "Can I come in and talk about it?"
At this time, Ling Bingbing's voice sounded: "Let him come in first!"
Perhaps seeing Ling Bingbing, Luo Ming was a little ashamed of himself, his face flushed red, and he didn't know what to say.
"What's up?"
"Are you going to check Luo Sicheng again?" I don't know if it was Li Xiao's hallucination, but he found that when Luo Ming mentioned Luo Sicheng, hatred flashed in his eyes.
"What do you mean by that?" Ling Bingbing immediately became vigilant.
In her eyes, Luo Ming is Luo Sicheng's son, and she is an enemy rather than a friend.
"If you want to find Luo Sicheng, I can help you." Luo Ming said hastily.
Can you help me figure it out?
Ling Bingbing almost came out.
Who in the village doesn't know that you are Luo Sicheng's son, can you help us check your father? Don't take us for fools, okay? From Ling Bingbing's point of view, this must be Luo Sicheng's idea. That person is full of bad ideas, and he doesn't know what bad idea he has this time.
But at this time, Li Xiao couldn't help asking: "How can you help us?"
"Li Xiao!" Ling Bingbing shouted loudly.
Li Xiao waved his hand, signaling Ling Bingbing not to speak yet.
Hmph, Ling Bingbing glared at Li Xiao, and sat there sulking.
Li Xiao believed 60% of what Luo Ming said.
Because he saw with his own eyes how Luo Sicheng abandoned Luo Ming and left a few days ago.
It's not surprising that Luo Ming hated Luo Sicheng in his heart.
"I know where Luo Sicheng's secret ledger is, and I brought him here."
After finishing speaking, Luo Ming excitedly took out a notebook from his pocket, and placed it in front of Li Xiao as if offering a treasure.
Opening the notebook, the handwriting on it was very scribbled, but it could be seen that it was indeed Luo Sicheng's handwriting. After all, there are not many literate people in the village. As the former village head of Ningxiang Village, Luo Sicheng did a lot of writing work in the village, so Li Xiao is quite familiar with his handwriting.
However, Li Xiao didn't understand a lot of content in it.
He put the notebook in front of Ling Bingbing and said, "Let's take a look, is it true?"
Ling Bingbing took the notebook, Fan looked at each page, and the more she looked at her, the more serious her expression became.
"What's wrong?" Li Xiao asked.
"In the past ten years, Luo Sicheng has embezzled more than 200,000 yuan." Ling Bingbing said angrily.
Who doesn't know what's going on in Ning Village?
But even so, Luo Sicheng still embezzled 200,000 yuan. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a moth that keeps sucking the villagers' bone marrow.
"Can this ledger send Luo Sicheng to prison?" Luo Ming asked eagerly.
Ling Bingbing looked at Luo Ming suspiciously, she couldn't understand why Luo Ming betrayed his father Luo Sicheng.
"What is your purpose for doing this?" Ling Bingbing asked.
"Send him to prison, it's best not to come out for the rest of his life." Luo Ming's voice was full of resentment.
"Then congratulations, with this ledger, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out."
"That's great." Luo Ming said excitedly.
He looked at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, and said in a low voice, "I should go, otherwise, Luo Sicheng will be suspicious."
After speaking, he left in a hurry.
When Luo Ming left, Ling Bingbing looked at the notebook in his hand: "Do you think we should trust him?"
"It should be no problem. The notebook is indeed his notes, and judging from the newness of the paper, it does have some history, and it doesn't look like a forgery."
Li Xiao's words strengthened Ling Bingbing's mind.
She took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Uncle Qian, I'm Bingbing, yes, I'm the village chief in Ning village now, and our former village chief has some problems, can you send a few people to investigate? OK, I'll wait."
At the same time, Luo Sicheng's residence.
"What are you talking about, not counting today, three more times, the fungus on the mountain will be picked up by them?" Ouyang Haonan shouted loudly, because he was too excited, the veins on his neck burst out one by one, and his eyes The child stared round.
Luo Sicheng smiled wryly: "How could this be false? The news has spread among the villagers."
"Grass!" Ouyang Haonan cursed angrily.
At this moment, he really felt distressed, the kind of pain that scratched his heart and scratched his liver.
According to the information obtained through inquiring, every time they go up the mountain, their harvest is at least 700,000 yuan. How much is this?
In Ouyang Haonan's heart, he had long regarded the money as his own, and now that it was divided by Li Xiao and the others, it was like cutting his flesh, how could he be reconciled?