My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 949 Suspicious Woman

Over a hundred kilometers away, a small mountain village.

This village, located in a remote area near a cliff, is named Xiaoya Village. A few kilometers away is Daya Village; many of the villagers have never left the mountains in their lifetimes.

The car that appeared in the repaired surveillance video had been abandoned nearby.

Lu Lingche had visited each one of the six villages in the vicinity.

Now, all that remained was Xiaoya Village, the most secluded and steep, and also the one with the least population.

It was already deep into the night, a time when people from the mountains would normally be asleep, but today, no one in Xiaoya Village was sleeping—they were all standing in a queue at the entrance of the village.

Because the village head had told them that a wealthy businessman from the city was coming to distribute goods to the villages in the mountains; every person could get a bag of rice, a barrel of oil, and a thousand Yuan with their ID card.

Who would miss out on such a windfall?

The rice and oil had actually been delivered during the day, and his men had been guarding them until Lu Lingche arrived to start the distribution.

Lu Lingche stood in front of the pile of rice and oil, glanced down at the list of Xiaoya Village residents passed to him by his assistant, then turned his gaze toward the lined-up crowd.

His black woollen coat billowed in the mountain wind, the expensive fabric, the delicate buttons, and the meticulous tailoring all demonstrated his nobility. Standing under the dim light, tall and upright, he seemed like a deity descending, causing the village men and women, both young and old, to glance at him repeatedly.

His handsome and perfect features, fair and flawless skin, and an aura that transcended the mundane made him stand out strikingly among the villagers.

The village head was the only person in the village who had ever left the mountains and entered the city, possessing a bit of worldly experience, and he knew the young man in front of him was no ordinary person.

He said ingratiatingly, "Boss, the wind at the village entrance is too strong. Why don’t you sit inside our village committee’s courtyard? It will take some time to distribute everything since our village has a total of one hundred and twenty-five people."

Lu Lingche gave him a look, verifying that he was not the person he was seeking, then turned his attention back to the crowd.

The assistant gestured to the village head, "No need, let’s start distributing the items. Prioritize the elderly and children; these people can go home after collecting their goods."

"Yes, yes, yes, let’s start right away."

The village head had been waiting for this day and now could finally receive the goods and money. He eagerly called the elders and children forward.

Some of Lu Lingche’s men were in charge of registration, some of distributing rice, some distributing oil, and others handling the money. The villagers coming for their goods were excited, constantly saying thank you.

Lu Lingche stood to one side, watching each person who came to collect something.

The elderly and children were not his targets; the person who knew how to use an unregistered foreign phone card and how to destroy surveillance video certainly wouldn’t be an older person nor a child.

Excluding these people, there were ninety-three left.

As each person stepped forward, Lu Lingche’s gaze swept over them one by one.

Just when he thought he would find no clue and was about to give up, suddenly, he caught a fleeting look!

This person seemed to want to look at him but was afraid to do so; she was more nervous than all the others—a kind of nervousness that was evident despite her attempts to hide it!

Lu Lingche’s heart gave a heavy thump—this person knew him!

In Xiaoya Village, over a hundred kilometers from downtown, there was someone who recognized him!

What made Lu Lingche more convinced of her suspiciousness was her face—it was scarred.

Out of the six villages and over four thousand people, she was the only one with a disfigured face.

Why was her face disfigured?

Either she had been maimed by an enemy, or fearing pursuit by an enemy, she had disfigured herself to hide her identity.

The likelihood of her face being accidentally scarred was extremely low, exceptionally low!