After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

The guy at the gate was going to make a phone call in the booth to help the two people contact the owner inside.

"I'm not here to find anyone, I'm here to pick up trash."

Feng Yin held up the bag in his hand and said it as a matter of course. The little brother at the gate was stunned for a few seconds.

"That's it - I want to help you, but I can't let you in."

"I'm sorry, we have strict rules here. It's really not allowed. Can I treat you to dinner?"

Brother Menggang was really grateful to Feng Yin, but he was also very principled and couldn't let Feng Yin in.

"It doesn't matter. This is your job. You don't need to feel guilty or blame yourself. You did the right thing."

Feng Yin took a step back and highlighted Grandma Zhang next to her.

Grandma Zhang looked back at Feng Yin helplessly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm a little follower. There's no way for a little follower to get in. Now it's up to you."

It was the first time that Grandma Zhang had seen a betrayer sell so smoothly.

"You——you are still the same as when we first met."

Grandma Zhang shook her head and smiled, then turned to look at Brother Mengang.

"Contact me Lin Zhongshan, Villa No. 001."

Brother Menggang saw that the name and villa number mentioned by Grandma Zhang were all correct, so he picked up the phone and contacted the housekeeper at No. 001.

"Auntie, are you asking for your identity?"

"Zhang Cuihua!"

Grandma Zhang's voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, and the housekeeper on the other side of the phone heard her.

"Quick, quick, open the door! Tell the old lady that I will go out to pick her up right away."

The housekeeper hung up the phone, and the Mengang guy opened the door with his worldview shocked.

"you are?"

"Me? Lin Zhongshan's biological mother."

After Grandma Zhang answered angrily, she turned around and called Feng Yin, who was smiling, and held her hand and went in together.

"Where do we start picking up?" "Where do you think the richest place is?"

"It's not good to go to my son's house to pick it up!"

Feng Yin was amused by the humorous Grandma Zhang, and the two of them started from the first trash can without being picky.

At this time in the live broadcast room, someone finally pieced together the identity of Grandma Zhang.

[I didn’t guess that Feng Yin didn’t go in, and I didn’t even guess that Grandma Zhang went in. 】

【What kind of turning point is this? Lin Zhongshan’s biological mother? I suggest you search for this name, you will be like me, unable to close your jaw. 】

[I finally know who Grandma Zhang is! She is a professor at our university, specializing in criminal psychology! 】

[It’s not surprising that the professor of criminal psychology knows Feng Yin, but why are you picking up trash! 】

The live broadcast is still going on, and Feng Yin still has no time to talk to netizens because she is too happy!

"Grandma Zhang, here is a necklace!"

"There are still twenty-three dollars here!"

"Well - this bag is not broken at all, it is from a big brand."

"This bracelet is not bad. It can be exchanged for some money."

Feng Yin really picked up a lot of good things. Although he didn't know if he could exchange them for money, he was happy to pick them up for nothing.

"You'll get half of it when we meet. If you sell the money, you'll get mine. Don't run away."

"It depends on what you said, am I that person?"

Grandma Zhang replied very definitely: "Yes, you ran away the first time you saw me!"

Feng Yin smiled awkwardly.

"Isn't that embarrassing?"

"Forget it!"

Grandma Zhang rolled her eyes at Feng Yin and said sarcastically: "Your reaction is like a mouse meeting a cat or a thief meeting the police. You are so embarrassed. What do these words have to do with you?"

Thinking back to her first meeting with Feng Yin, Grandma Zhang wanted to laugh.

It was a time-honored collision of criminals and criminal psychology.