Despite Wang Xiaolong's outward confidence, the villagers' trust in him had dwindled to almost nothing under Liu Dajun's instigation.
Of course, the sheep were still next door.
No matter whether he could produce evidence, everyone was determined to help Dazhuang take the sheep out.
As they talked, the crowd had arrived in the adjacent courtyard.
The gate was beyond recognition, and although the shattered glass had been cleared, it was still piled up, clearly visible.
As for the removed door, it had been destroyed beyond recognition.
If it hadn't been for Liu Dajun's words, it would have been hard for anyone to believe that this was a self-inflicted ruse by Wang Xiaolong to steal sheep!
"Where's the evidence?" As soon as he steadied himself, Dazhuang's voice rang out.
"Don't rush; I'm going to get it now!"
With those words, Wang Xiaolong stepped quickly into the house and took out the mobile phone connected to the surveillance system.
