Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"These oils are very popular, and the baked things have a unique aroma."

"At first, Li Hai was still a little uncomfortable, but soon, he slowly accepted it."

"After all, because of the use of these oils, the business of my shop has improved."

"He has already decided that as long as the child's tuition is earned enough, he will not use the oil!"

"Soon, the oil boiled by Chen Rong will be used up."

"Li Hai began to think of other ways."

"I have to say that his brain is indeed quite clever, and soon a new method appeared in his mind..."

77: Return...my...meat

That's the end of the story.

Many netizens have already started heated discussions.

"I'm going! This is too disgusting!"

"Gutter oil? Is there really such a thing in the world?"

"Nimma, anchor, is what you're talking about true or false? Why don't you be so scary!"

"I haven't heard such news before, but the oil in many restaurants is indeed very dirty!"

"It feels like the anchor is an insider! He knows a lot of things!"

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Jiang City Police Station, Director's Office.

Now, Zhang Sheng has the habit of listening to Lin Xiaojiang's stories every night.

If you don't listen to it for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over.

When he heard this, his eyes turned to Liu Qingfeng who was at the side.

The latter was shocked.

"Bureau...director...you...why are you staring at me like this? Although I'm handsome and have good skin, it doesn't mean there's something wrong with my orientation! I'm not suffering!"

Liu Qingfeng's voice trembled.

Hearing this, Zhang Sheng put on a straight face: "Are you sick? You are not suffering, so is I?"

"Then you're looking at me like that?"

Liu Qingfeng muttered.

Zhang Sheng is serious: "I always feel that Lin Xiao's story has something to say."

"Oh?"

Liu Qingfeng became interested, "Director, what do you mean... What Lin Xiao said is the same as Jiangzhou University?"

"Keep listening. After you finish listening, immediately send someone to find out if there is a man named Li Hai who owns a barbecue restaurant in Jiang City. If so, immediately find out where the oil he uses comes from!"

Zhang Sheng's words are conclusive.

Liu Qingfeng asked back: "Then what if there is no one?"

"No?"

Zhang Sheng narrowed his eyes, "If you don't have it, then don't check it! Why are you still so stupid after following me for so long!"

Liu Qingfeng shrank his neck: "Didn't I learn this from you?"

"Ok?"

Zhang Sheng almost vomited blood out of breath.

What kind of subordinates are these.

Do what you can't do, talk back to the first place.

You like talking back so much, I'm afraid you have eaten too much bullshit!

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After taking a break, Lin Xiao continued to talk.

"Li Hai's idea is very bold, that is - to dig the graves of the dead!"

"It turns out that there are only about twenty families in Li Hai's hometown."

"So, refining waste oil in his hometown is definitely the safest and safest."

"And, behind the village, there is a large cemetery, which are all high-quality raw materials!"

"Thinking of this, Li Hai did what he said. That night, he went up the mountain alone and went to the cemetery to dig up the corpses under the grave."

"After the coffin was dug out, he tapped the coffin with a shovel. As soon as the coffin was opened, an indescribable stench immediately entered Li Hai's nose."