Quick Wear: Lu Ming She Has Many Children and Blessings

"Hahahaha, if the big black dog was here, there might have to be a fight. Who wouldn't be confused when seeing this?"

"The host is so beautiful, it's a pity to pick up junk. Why don't you come to our club and serve dishes?"

"The one above, let's talk about the serious part first?"

"It's so cool to pick up junk. It costs nothing. It saves you decades of walking. Otherwise, the anchor is someone who knows how to enjoy life."

"Anchor, anchor, come on!!!"

......

Not many people can stay in Lu Ming's live broadcast room.

The remaining few stayed because of Lu Ming's appearance. They just like watching beautiful women picking up junk.

People’s joys and sorrows are not shared, and the nature of eating melons exists in every era.

After running about fifty meters, Lu Ming picked up the trash can and turned it upside down, dumping the trash all over the floor.

Among the many pieces of waste, a box tightly wrapped in a black plastic bag stands out.

This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"From the looks of it, the bag should contain a box. Maybe it's nutritional supplements?" someone speculated.

But then someone else retorted: "Even if it is a nutritional supplement, it is definitely not edible if it is thrown into the trash can. It is expired. What if something goes wrong after eating it?"

......

There are a lot of rotten vegetable leaves in the trash can, which are now emitting an unpleasant stench.

"Sister, we are just junk collectors, not demolition experts. Why don't you just check if there is anything valuable inside? We still have to return this trash can to its owner."

The fat man also squatted down. He stretched his head, covered his nose, and squatted next to Luming, muttering to himself.

at this time.

Lu Ming didn't care about anything else. The arrow just now was pointing at this trash can, so Lu Ming moved the entire trash can away and found a place to look for the treasure hidden inside.

After pouring out everything, she realized that the arrow was pointing at none other than the box that was tightly wrapped in a black plastic bag.

"This is the only thing that is the most valuable unowned thing?"

No matter how I look at Lu Ming, it looks like a packaging box for nutritional supplements. Could it be that this nutritional supplement is very valuable?

But think about it, even if this nutritional supplement is expired or damp, the price will probably not be cheap.

I thought, at least it’s better than not picking up anything.

"Move aside, let me open it and take a look!"

Lu Ming took a few steps forward and called the fat man who was in the way to the side.

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and then carefully tore open the black plastic bag in front of him.

Ahhhhh!

soon.

Two screams were heard from the green belt.

The next moment, the two men rushed out of the green belt, their eyes filled with fear and a look of having survived a disaster.

"What is that?"

Lu Ming asked in a trembling voice. She was also very frightened. Her hands and feet trembled whenever she thought of the urn in the box. It was too dark.

If I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, I would have probably been lying on the ground vomiting like the fat man.

It's so fucking unlucky.

The black plastic bag contained an urn with a photo on it.

The fat man was also at a loss at the moment. Although he was a second-generation funeral owner, he had never participated in any funeral in his family. He was really scared!

"Sister, what should we do now?" He looked at Luming helplessly.

Lu Ming took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, then quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and called the police. "What else can I do? Call the police right away. That's an urn. It could be a homicide."

At this moment, the number of people visiting the live broadcast room suddenly surged, breaking through the one thousand mark.

The staff behind the scenes of the program soon noticed the situation on Lu Ming's side.

When they saw the lonely urn on the ground, they felt a cold wind blowing from behind and were so scared that they trembled all over.

A staff member immediately rushed into the leader's office and reported anxiously: "Team leader, contestant No. 66 found the urn!"

puff!

The leader of the monitoring team couldn't help but spit out the tea as soon as it entered his mouth.

"What the hell?" he asked in amazement.

"As I recall, contestant No. 66 was a rag picker. She wasn't asked to dig graves!"

"Where on earth did she pick up the urn? Did she go to rob a grave?"

Is this the rhythm of wanting to go in?

"I, I don't know either..."

The staff were also confused. Who could have thought that she, a ragpicker, could pick up an urn and get herself imprisoned.

"Team leader, the contestant has called the police. What should we do next? Do we need to cut off the live broadcast?"

This is the first time the police have been called in since the show began.

"Let's take a look at the situation first..." the team leader said solemnly, "As long as contestant No. 66 didn't make a mistake, we don't need to cut off the live broadcast."

"Picking up junk can attract traffic, and that's her ability."

"Wait a little longer..."

The team leader waved the staff away.

He himself...

But I was so curious that I directly opened the office computer and searched accurately to enter the live broadcast room of No. 66 Lu Ming.

at this time......

Less than ten minutes.

Several police cars with sirens blaring came speeding in, and the scene was quickly cordoned off with cordons, completely isolating the green belt.

The area was crowded with nearby residents, who were worried when they heard that an urn was found inside.

Almost everyone who received the news came.

It's no wonder they were excited. There is a community behind this community, which is a private cemetery. Because of its low price and good environment, this community is used for other purposes.

That is where the urns of loved ones are placed.

In this community, many people’s relatives’ urns are placed in commercial housing in the back community.

When something like this happens, you can imagine how the residents feel, it's like the sky is falling.

They were eager to know whether it was their ancestor.

"I heard that two rag pickers found it, in that trash can."

"This is simply disrespectful to the deceased. Who is so wicked?"

"It's really frustrating. Whose relatives are in there?"

......

at the same time.

Public Security Bureau Captain Song Zhengyi, wearing white disposable gloves, followed several evidence examiners into the scene.

His brows were furrowed, and he was very unhappy that the incident spread quickly online.

He turned his head to look at the two people who had finished their statements and were squatting on the ground - a fat man carrying a camera and a little girl crying.

These two people really don't look like rag pickers. Not only are they dressed neatly, they don't even have the standard iron arm clamps and snakeskin bags that are standard for rag pickers.