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Yang Jiahan said on the phone: "I think of the person next to you counting money in the video you took."
"Oh. He said his name is Wang Yifan, tell me where he is from?"
"I met him in Dongma Town last year. At that time, he was punished for illegal land use, so I still had some impressions. He seems to be from the village at the west end of the town. I am busy with work in Jingjiang now, so I can't accompany you to visit him. But don't worry. I'll come back to you when I'm done."
"Thank you. You can do your work, I will find a friend to visit there." After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
At this time, she murmured in her heart, she is a girl, she must not go there alone to investigate, who can she ask to accompany her?
She suddenly thought of Yang Desheng, why not ask his opinion?
She dialed Yang Desheng's phone number: "Hello, reporter Yang? I'm Liu Ziyun. A friend provided me with the scammer's address. Do you think I should call the police first, or do a secret investigation first?"
"You'd better confirm his whereabouts first, and it must not be false information. I happen to have time to accompany you, which can not only protect your safety, but also take the opportunity to follow up and report your process of hunting down the liar. It kills two birds with one stone. You agree ?"
"That would be great. Shall we go in the afternoon?"
Just after noon, Yang Desheng came to the hospital to pick her up. Seeing that he was not driving, she asked in surprise, "Don't you have a car? How do we get there?"
Yang Desheng's expression flashed a moment of heaviness, and then he relaxed again. He smiled and said to her: "The agency has allocated a car for me, but I think there are always traffic jams, so it is convenient and environmentally friendly to take the bus. There is a bus from the city to 'Dongma Town', and the transportation is very convenient. We just take the bus go."
"Okay. Thank you for your hard work."
"Don't alienate me too much. In the future, don't always call me 'You are you' or 'Reporter Yang', just call me 'Xiao Yang' or 'Desheng'."
"Okay. Then I will call you 'Desheng' from now on."
The two of them got on the bus from the city to Dongma Town and chatted along the way, feeling very harmonious.
After getting off the bus in Dongma Town, Liu Ziyun followed Yang Desheng to the village west of the town according to the clues provided by Yang Jiahan.
Under Yang Desheng's instruction, she first asked an old man on the side of the road: "Master, I want to ask you about someone. Is there a person named 'Wang Yifan' in this village?"
The old man shook his head: "There are only two households surnamed Wang in our village, and there is no one with this name!"
After thanking the old man, she looked back at Yang Desheng in disappointment.
Yang Desheng approached her and said to her, "Turn on the video on your phone."
She took out her mobile phone, opened the video and showed it to Yang Desheng. Yang Desheng waited until the most suitable scene for Wang Yifan was being broadcast in the video, and immediately pressed the 'Pause' button to freeze 'Wang Yifan'.
He handed it to Liu Ziyun again: "You ask again to show the other party the picture, don't ask the name, maybe he told you a fake name at that time."
She suddenly said: "Okay. I understand!"
When meeting another middle-aged woman, Liu Ziyun rushed to meet her.
She brightened the top of the phone and showed it to the middle-aged woman: "Auntie, is there such a man in your village?"
After the middle-aged woman looked at the photo of Wang Yifan on the phone, her expression changed, and she pointed to the photo on the phone and asked Liu Ziyun, "Where is this person now?"
"We are also looking for him. I heard that he is from this village, so we"
"Oh. It's true that he lives in this village, but he doesn't work all day long. He owed usurious loans because of gambling, and hid for a long time. Now the creditors come to the village to look for him every day."
"Then what's his name? Who else is in the family?" Yang Desheng interrupted and asked.
"His name is Wang Dabao, and he lives in Qianjie. His wife divorced him a long time ago, and took the child back to her mother's house. Now the family has left a blind mother, who has been taken care of by the neighbors recently. What a crime!"
Liu Ziyun's heart sank. She didn't expect this to happen. It seems that even if she calls the police, she may not be able to recover the money, because he is a "dead pig is not afraid of boiling water". But hearing his mother's tragic situation, she couldn't help feeling sympathetic.
At the same time, she also had a little curiosity, so she asked the middle-aged woman for Wang Dabao's specific address, and then walked to Wang Dabao's house¡ª¡ª
Yang Desheng felt strange: "Is it necessary for you to go to his house?"
"I want to see what that crook's home looks like!"
According to the middle-aged woman's guidance, they came to Wang Dabao's house.
Yang Desheng found that the door of his house was not covered, so he entered the courtyard ahead of Liu Ziyun. She understood the other party's intentions and couldn't help being moved.
Yang Desheng opened the way ahead, crossed the yard and entered the three brick houses, and she followed. But as soon as she entered, she was stunned. There was a strange smell in the room. The whole three rooms were in a state of disarray, as if they had been ransacked. It was probably because the creditors couldn't find him when they arrived at his house, so they threw them down. Things vent their anger in the house.
In the east room, they saw an old lady sitting cross-legged on the kang, her clothes seemed to have not been washed for half a year. Her eyes were dull, and she must have been blind for a long time.
On the kang, there is a large convenience bag containing a few hard steamed buns and a few bags of 'Fuling mustard', probably sent by the neighbors in the village.
The old lady's hearing is not bad. When she heard someone entering the house, she asked, "Who are you?"
Liu Ziyun saw that she was about the same age as her grandmother, but seeing her in such a miserable condition, she couldn't help feeling sad.
"Grandma, we are from another village. We met your son and came to see you!"
Unexpectedly, the old lady immediately said: "Is it Bao'er who borrowed your money? Sigh. There is nothing valuable in my house anymore. That Nizi is no longer home. The books of these three houses have been collected by the village." I¡¯m afraid of losing the house, I¡¯m an old lady who¡¯s homeless, it¡¯s really possible for you to make a trip for nothing!¡±
When she heard what the old man said, she couldn't help but shed tears, and hurriedly said: "Grandma, you misunderstood us. We were entrusted by your son to come to see you, not to ask for a bill."
The old lady asked suspiciously: "Really? Does Bao'er remember me? How is he doing now?"
She tried hard to control her emotions: "He is very good, he has been working in the city, but he is worried about your old man, so let us see what help you need?"
"It doesn't matter to me, the folks are taking care of it. Please tell him to earn money to pay back the 'famine' so that he can go home and live a stable life"
Seeing the dilapidated house, Liu Ziyun hurriedly said, "Let me clean up the house for you."
She said this and got to work¡ª¡ª
Yang Desheng watched her tidy up, feeling extremely surprised.
She took out the little money she had in her pocket and handed it to Yang Desheng: "Hurry up and buy some food. I want to cook a warm meal for the old lady."
Yang Desheng was also infected by her, and pushed back her hand holding the money: "Take it back. I have money here."
After he finished speaking, he walked out.
After Liu Ziyun cleaned up the house and prepared a sumptuous dinner for the old lady, it was already dark. They had already delayed the bus back to the city. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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