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610: cowhide, selling dad's ashes

Fans saw the drama and asked Lin Xuan to elaborate.

Lin Xuan was reluctant to disclose, but at their request, he could only agree to start the show at night.

After a while, Lin Xuan sent a middle-aged woman to the live broadcast room.

The audience was taken aback.

The place where the middle-aged woman is located is the cemetery, and the rows of tombstones in it can't be seen, making people panic-.

"Today is not Ching Ming Festival.

"There are still a few months until Qingming...

"Is this a dead family member? It's so pitiful."

"Isn't it a little bad to watch the live broadcast when you go to the grave?""

"Fortunately, it's broad daylight, otherwise people will be scared to death.

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to notice that she was online, and even sent flowers to the tombstone in front of her.

Lin Xuan said, "Hello, Ning Liangliang."

The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she fell to the ground, and when she realized it was Lin Xuan's voice, she turned her surprise into joy: "Master Lin?

"Yes, what do you want me to help you with?"

"I... my husband was killed by a car just a few days ago, and I don't know how to live in the future. I just come to see my husband every day." Ning Liangliang cried, "When I was a child, there was an old fortune-teller. The husband told me that my name was not good, a woman named Lianglianghuikefu.

"Do you think I killed my husband?"

Lin Xuan is funny: "Your son is 18 years old, so there's nothing wrong with it, it's just a matter of luck."

Ning Liangliang felt at ease, and while she was talking, because she concentrated on her mobile phone, she suddenly discovered that there was a small hole in the cemetery behind the mobile phone.

"Um?"

She didn't take a closer look these days because of her sadness, but now she realizes that it doesn't seem right.

By optimism, it seems that this opening was not left when the tomb was built, but was opened by someone behind.

Lin Xuan sighed: "Open it up, your husband's urn is no longer in it."

"what!

Ning Liangliang opened it with force, and saw nothing inside!

Just a few days ago, she put her husband's ashes into the urn with her own hands.

"husband!"

Ning Liangliang cried.

Netizens were also stunned:

"Stolen?"

"Who did it, even stealing the urn!

"Isn't it because someone stole it for a yin marriage?

"How is it possible, the movie would not dare to shoot like this."

"Then how do you explain it?"

"I...I don't know either, it may be a good thing done by the enemy.

"To dig other people's graves to steal urns, how much hatred, how much hatred."

"Whoever does it should be struck by lightning!"

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Ning Liangliang knelt on the ground and begged Lin Xuan to decide: "Master Lin, please help me figure out who stole my husband's urn? I must make him look good!

Lin Xuan said lightly: "You get up first, I can tell you, it's your son."

"Ah?" Ning Liangliang couldn't understand at all, "Master Lin, why did my son steal his father's urn?"

"He's a prodigal, yes, he has absolutely no reason to steal his dad's urn.

Lin Xuan said lightly:

"It's very understandable, he made a group of new friends recently, went to the Macau casino, and lost a lot of money and couldn't get it."

"Before your husband died, he told you not to let him continue to lose money, so he asked you for money many times, but you refused."

"It just so happens that the boss of your husband's rival company believed the words of some unscrupulous Feng Shui master, saying that if you get your husband's ashes and bury them in the Jedi, your husband's company will be destroyed quickly."

Ning Liangliang's heart is cold:

"That's why my unfinished son sold his dad's empty box of bones to someone else!"

After listening to Lin Xuan's analysis, she felt that the possibility was very high, because his son has always been unfilial.

...for flowers

"No, Master Lin, I'm going to call the police!

"Okay. Lin Xuan nodded.

At this time, the audience in the rebroadcast room commented:

"Internet police come out to work! Someone sells ashes!

"It's crazy to even sell my dad's ashes.

"It's really hard to bet on a dog."

"The prodigal loses to this point, it really refreshes the bottom line of the prodigal.

"Hey, why don't you listen to the gambling dog, the Aokou gambling king has said that you can't win the casino, other people's casinos are guaranteed to make a profit without losing money, you can win for a while, as long as you keep playing, sooner or later you will lose all.

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Internet police Wang Xue sent a bullet screen: "Received, I have sent the news to the local police station.

After about ten minutes.

Five police officers arrived at the place in Ningliangliang.

The leading police officer said: "Ms. Ning Liangliang, we received your report that your deceased husband Qiu Yi had his urn stolen by your son. 35

"Yes." Ning Liangliang nodded.

"Do you have any evidence?" The leading police officer looked around and said, "There are no cameras around here, so it's hard to know who did it.

Ning Liangliang suddenly became anxious: "I'll call my son."

Phone connected:

"Qiu Baichi, I ask, did you steal your father's urn?

"Mom, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

"I ask you, did you steal your father's urn!"

"Mom, you're not talking nonsense, why did I steal my dad's urn, I'm his son, even if I steal the Jade Emperor's urn, I can't steal his urn.

"You always want your father to die early, you are so unfilial, I will believe you if you say this now? I already know that you can't pay back when you go to the Macau casino to lose money. You asked me for money and I didn't give it, yes Didn't you sell your dad's ashes to pay off the debt? Work.

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