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"Who can tell me what's going on?"

When he heard Esposito speak, Li Bin didn't pay much attention: In the football team, it is inevitable that sometimes someone will be confused and cause trouble. A group of young people will often drive at speed, drink and fight, and Li Bin does not take it seriously.

.However, Esposito's irritable tone surprised him.

Walking outside the door, Li Bin could see a car parked at the gate of Clezio - this location was not a parking place. If anyone dared to park here, Li Bin would definitely scold him.

There are many young people in the team, and Li Bin has always emphasized these rules, but now, the police stopped the car there.

Moreover, he saw that four people had already walked over - there were no walls around Parma's training ground, so they just walked across the grass. Usually, the players play here wearing cloth shoes.

They were only allowed to play, but they strode over wearing leather shoes. The players all looked slightly angry: These guys disrespect the players here so much.

Clezio had guards, but none of them dared to stop them. Seeing their appearance, Li Bin also understood that there was something wrong here.

"Go back, go back to the lounge! You have nothing to do here, get back!" Li Bin yelled twice at the players behind him. He knew the ethics of the Italian police very well. These guys are suppressing the fans.

During the riots, Li Bin was able to kill the rioting fans by "shooting into the air". Li Bin was not at ease with them and forced the players to return to the lounge.

After instructing Esposito to take all the young people on the training ground to the lounge, he turned to look at the person opposite, walked up to them, and asked them what their purpose was.

What do these people want to do? Li Bin is a little unsure. He doesn't remember any problems in Parma recently. So, what are these people here to do?

"Who are you?" When the tall white man opposite saw Li Bin, there was a trace of undisguised ridicule on the corner of his mouth. Li Bin couldn't tell whether it was racial discrimination or some other kind of ridicule, but the other man was so proud.

And his contemptuous attitude made him very unhappy. He could see that the other party should know him, but he deliberately pretended not to know him, and used that arrogance to show his status condescendingly.

Thinking of the way the other person walked in just now, Li Bin immediately understood that this person probably had bad intentions.

"Li Bin, the head coach of Parma and the person in charge of the Clezio base." Li Bin said, "What are you doing?"

"Search." The person opposite immediately answered, "The Milan court gave us a search warrant and we want to search Barardi's residence and office."

"Search?" Li Bin understood what he understood.

The moment his words came out, Li Bin seemed to suddenly fall into an unfathomable ice cave: the shadow of the incident at Juventus a year ago seemed to reappear in an instant. The memory that had been blurred before

, now it suddenly became clear, Li Bin felt as if he was suddenly drowning, and had difficulty breathing. The other party's contemptuous smile made him seem to understand one thing: no matter how strong Parma is, he still has to be flattened and rounded.

fish meat on the plate.

After thinking about this, he also noticed the name again: Something happened to Barardi.

This also made Li Bin even more panicked: If it was last year, this would not be a big deal, but this year, a year has passed since the phone scandal, so how come the search was suddenly mentioned again? What happened, and

, he said that Barardi was searched, and Li Bin did not see Barardi today. Could it be that something happened again?

"Do you suspect that we are playing match-fixing?" Li Bin raised his head and looked at the other party. He could see the smile on the other party's face, and he could also believe how ugly his own expression was.

"It's not that I suspect you of playing match-fixing, it's the court that suspects you." The person opposite smiled and handed over the search warrant, "See clearly, we are here today for a good reason. Another question,

Do you understand Italian?"

Li Bin finally got the search warrant from the other party, ignored his ridicule, and silently read the text above. The other party was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for him to finish all this, and then took away the search warrant.

"Now, yes, please don't hinder our work."

"Where is Luca?" Li Bin asked.

"He is assisting our investigation." The other party obviously knew that Luca was referring to Barardi. "If I were you, I would pray to God now not to implicate you."

"If prayers are useful, Inter Milan has won the championship for a long time." Li Bin said lukewarmly. Sure enough, as he expected, the policeman opposite immediately turned ugly, "He looked like he was playing match-fixing."

What! Please help us quickly, we have something to do!"

"Hertz, take them to search." Li Bin tried to calm down before giving the order, "Piazza, contact the media and tell them to come here immediately. There will be interviews that they will like. Luo

Renzo, go back to the lounge. Today's training is suspended. They are not allowed to come out without me! Then, follow me and I will take you to Luca's office."

"No need, I think it's more appropriate for me to do this." A voice came from outside the door. Li Bin recognized this voice. It was the voice of his team chairman, Sans. He raised his head

He turned his head and saw Sans and his son walking over. Little Sans walked towards the police officer, and Sans gestured to Li Bin, "Li, come with me. Just leave these matters to him."

Now, you don’t have to worry so much, just talk to me, okay? We should talk now."

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"What wrong did Luka do? Why is there a sudden investigation against him?"

After staying away from the group of people, Li Bin immediately opened his mouth to ask questions.

After hearing that Barardi had a problem, Li Bin's first reaction was that he couldn't believe it. A year had passed since the phone call and the matter had calmed down a long time ago. Why did there suddenly appear to be people who were against Barardi at this time?

investigation?

"Some people have accused Barardi of being involved in money laundering and match-fixing in Serie A," Sanz paused before speaking. "Milan has opened a case and is currently investigating."

"Is there any evidence?"

"Isn't this still under investigation?"

"While still under investigation, they blatantly came to the club and my training ground? Do they suspect that my team is playing match-fixing, or do they suspect that my football is stuffed with black money?" Li Bin frowned.

, "We are about to play in the Champions League semi-finals, and they treat us like this?"

"Li, don't be so excited. No one doubts you. You only need to think about your team, coach Parma, and lead them to win the championship. Just leave the rest to me. You don't have to

Don’t worry, it’s nothing to worry about.”

"I don't have to worry about other things, but Luca is also my friend. I can't watch something happen to him and do nothing. Can you explain to me clearly what's going on?"

Sanz was silent for a while before speaking.

"Li, you know, a while ago, after we were kicked out of the Inter Milan League, Moratti said something. He said he suspected that there were evil forces in the league, so..."

"So they came to inspect our club? We are the evil forces? Whoever has better results than Inter Milan has a black whistle and match-fixing? Is this what Moratti meant?"

"It's not necessarily what Moratti meant... In fact, I can't tell who meant it. Moratti said something that shouldn't be said, but our next opponent is Milan, and, about Materazzi,

The Italian Football Federation is also very unhappy, we have made a lot of enemies recently."

"We're here for Rosie."

"But you are not Italian, and you are accusing an Italian - do you expect them to consider in detail who to blame when nationality is involved?" Sanz said with a bitter smile, "Besides, Li, we are all foreigners.

, if you see foreigners showing off their power in your own country, you will be very unhappy."

These words left Li Bin speechless for a moment, and his breathing became much heavier.

He still kept everything simple. He thought that Inter Milan would be willing to admit defeat this season, so he did not think about other things. However, he did not expect that when others wanted to punish him, they did not need a reason.

Moratti's statement that there is a shady story in Serie A may be an angry remark, but someone will soon use his words to attack Parma. No one cares whether there is a shady story in Serie A. If they can deal with Parma, they will do it - because they hate it.

Li Bin.

Even if there are achievements and a good image, no one will remember it: skin color cannot be changed. For Li Bin, no matter how well he does, he will not be forgiven by people.

Match-fixing is the best weapon they use to attack their opponents. Maybe Inter Milan was motivated by justice when they attacked Juventus, but in the face of interests, the masterminds behind Serie A once again gave up on justice and began to use power.

.The black humor is that they use the slogan of fighting against match-fixing to attack their opponents.

Serie A, up and down, is generally black.

It took a while before he spoke again, "They have the ability to attack me. I am plotting against them. Why are they going after Luca?"

"You are about to lead the team to play in the Champions League semi-finals. It will not be very good to attack you at this time." Sanz said this with a hint of ridicule, and the corners of his mouth went straight up, "Italy is a ghost.

What a place... On the one hand, I protect my face, and on the other hand, I fight on my own. If I hadn’t come here, I really wouldn’t have known there was such a strange football circle.”

"Is Luka's trouble big?" Li Bin also sighed, but still asked directly what he wanted to ask.

"Any manager in Serie A has a lot of troubles on his hands. Parma used to be from Juventus, so troubles are inevitable. Luka said that he has solved all the troubles himself, but if you are determined to deal with him, you can always find some.

It's troublesome." Sanz's face also looked a little ugly. "Don't worry too much. I have good relations with many media in France and Spain, including L'Equipe and UEFA. I have friends. I will contact them and let them know.

They are putting more pressure on the Italian Football Federation."

"This is supposed to be my trouble."

"Don't say that. Parma winning the championship is what we all think, and that is the trouble for all of us. Don't take other people's shamelessness as your fault. This is not your fault."

Li Bin shook his head and said nothing. He knew that this was not his fault, but it might lead to the ruin of Barardi's life.

How could things be like this? Li Bin didn't know what to say, but his chest kept heaving and he couldn't say a word.

"I asked, what is going on?" Not far away, Wan Qi also walked over, "Why was the infirmary raided?"

In addition to match-fixing, are there also banned drugs? Li Bin grinned, trying to smile to lighten the mood, but found that he couldn't laugh at all.

This football field used to be his pride, but now, it makes him feel cold all over.