Zhou Yi behind the screen: "..."
[To clarify, I am not the anchor’s fourth brother. 】
[What kind of brother is that? 】
【Brother Love. 】
All netizens:
【O(＞﹏＜)ONo! 】
【(#￣～￣#) Not happy! 】
[Ah ah ah, anchor, you said, if this policeman takes advantage of you, I can only attack the policeman. 】
[Beer and peanuts are ready, please tell your story. 】
[Coke with wolfberry, waiting for your story. 】
【……】
Jiang Wu looked at the netizens who had gone crazy and had no choice but to explain:
"This is the child adopter my beautiful mother gave me. He has been in our home since he was three years old."
[Ahhh~ What kind of character is this? I’m so sweet that I’m addicted to it. 】
[My mother didn’t even give me a dog, but your mother actually gave you a husband. 】
[Finally found the reason why I am single. I became my son-in-law at the age of three. Who else is there? 】
[I won’t support the wall, but I will obey you. 】@criminal finalist.
[If you want sweet love, if you don’t have it, the original flavor will do. 】
[Anchor, what else? 】
Jiang Wu: “I’d like to invite the next person, may I ask this friend, what do you want to do?”
[I have prepared three kilograms of melon seeds, the thin kind. Can you just tell me this? 】
[A three-million-word romantic masterpiece, you want me to think about it myself? Do you think so highly of my CPU? 】
【……】
The second fortune teller netizen: [Anchor, it’s like this. 】
[A month ago, my husband worked too much overtime and his heart hurt, so he went to the hospital. 】
[After staying in the hospital for ten days, the doctor determined that I was healed and could be discharged. 】
[As a result, my husband passed away suddenly. 】
[When our family members arrived at the hospital, they found that my husband had been cremated. 】
[The hospital insisted that it was the wrong body. 】
[But I just can’t believe it. I want you to figure it out. What’s going on? Ugh...]
In the live broadcast room, the woman's suppressed cries of grief echoed.
After a while, netizens spoke one after another:
[Is it the one on the recent hot search? 】
[That one is very confusing. Netizens have speculated that there is an inside story. 】
[Anchor, please figure it out, what is going on. 】
【……】
Jiang Wu: "The guesses made by netizens are all correct. They are what you often call the Internet's bad guys."
Netizens in the live broadcast room: [Yes, it’s the Internet that touches shit...]
"Sister, take a photo of all the medicines your husband took in the hospital and send them to me."
Soon, photos were taken and the medicine was gone, leaving only the box.
Jiang Wu cut out a picture of a medicine box and posted it in the live broadcast room:
"Sister, your husband died from taking this kind of medicine."
"The other party didn't even notify his family, and immediately cremated your husband, just to destroy the body and eliminate traces."
"This so-called life-saving miracle drug is actually a life-threatening poison. If you have it at home, throw it away."
"Sister, go out and buy a box of this medicine now and report the crime."
“Manufacturers are removing drugs from shelves, but they have not yet had time to completely remove them from shelves and destroy them.”
[I have it at home, sister, I can give it to you. 】
[The anchor saved my dog's life again. I want to throw away the medicine. No, I will take the medicine and go to the police. 】
【……】
Zhou Yi has already called the relevant departments in the bureau.
After the call, he called Jiang Qingyue again:
"Second brother, there is a problem with the XXX newly developed by Smart Medical Group."
"You arrange tests, give me the results, and then collect relevant medical records and give them to me."
This was originally a major medical case, which their bureau should handle.
And this new drug, which has been touted to be amazing, is priced very high. Once it was launched on the market, it was constantly on the hot search. Zhou Yi had also heard of it.
Drugs have been widely sold on the market. Once there is a problem with the drug, the consequences will be unimaginable.
He believed that the dead people were not just the husband of the woman who asked Wuwu to tell her fortune in the live broadcast room.
Jiang Qingyue's Ninth Hospital has a large amount of medical information and can collect similar medical accident data.
Intelligent Medical Group, the second son of the Song family, they just wanted to mess with him, so he handed them a knife.
Soon, Jiang Qingyue answered the phone and entered the live broadcast room of "Fortune Telling with Billions of Fortunes".
After receiving the news, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and Jiang Xingyuan also came into the live broadcast room one after another.
Jiang Wu knew nothing about the whole family squatting in her live broadcast room to watch her live broadcast.
I just saw some new netizens coming in:
"My mother is so beautiful", "My father is so handsome", "Xiong Da" and "Xiong Er".
Jiang Wu also teased them a few words: "Beautiful mom, handsome dad, you are not a real couple, are you?"
"Xiong Da, Xiong Er, are you two brothers?"
Several people:"……"
They all want to quit the Internet.
In case the daughter (sister) figures it out.
They watched her live broadcast openly.
Obviously, just for a second, Jiang Wu stopped paying attention to them.
She just said hello in a friendly way, after all, she is her fan.
And with the accumulation of merit points, she gradually realized that reputation points were also very useful in this world.
The higher your reputation, the better your luck, and the more successful you will be.
The attention of fans can contribute to her reputation.
Surfing the Internet and chatting with netizens is very exciting, but Jiang Wu is even more addicted to fortune telling.
She answered the next netizen who came to her for fortune telling:
[Hello anchor, I am a 32-year-old second-married mother. Every time I come back from work, I find that my son’s body is covered in bruises. 】
[It’s getting more and more serious recently. 】
[I asked him what was going on, but he wouldn’t tell me. If he did, he couldn’t tell. He was already ten years old. 】
[I suspect that he was caught by something unclean. 】
[Anchor, please give me some advice as to which direction I should burn incense or something. 】
Jiang Wu: "It's no use burning incense in all directions and at 360 degrees."
"Your son was beaten by your second husband and his stepfather. He didn't want to embarrass you, so he never told you."
Netizens: [Wow, wow, this child is so pitiful, so heart-wrenching. 】
[Sister, get divorced quickly and ask your second husband to go to jail before letting him go. 】
【……】
Next order:
[Anchor, I feel like my partner is cheating on me, please help me figure it out. 】
Jiang Wu: "Get rid of the feeling, she just wants to be your stepmother."
All netizens in the live broadcast room: [(ΩДΩ) (shocked)! 】
[It seemed like something round rolled across my face just now. What was it? Melon? 】
[My three kilograms of melon seeds, where is my little bench? 】
[Wait a minute, I'll add some wolfberry cola. 】
[Oh my god, can I listen to this without paying? 】
[Anchor, don’t say these words...or the live broadcast room will be blocked. 】
【……】
Most of the fortune-telling orders Jiang Wu received next were of this type.
She is addicted to this category and makes netizens eat to the fullest.
The four members of the Jiang family watched the live broadcast in the live broadcast room. They did not exit silently until the live broadcast ended an hour later.
People quit, but their minds are still in Jiang Wu's live broadcast room.
The only daughter of their Jiang family was actually addicted to those gossips.
The coffin boards of the ancestors may not be able to hold them down.
Jiang's father vaguely remembered something and chatted with Jiang Xingyuan online:
"You seemed to have told me about your sister's studies before. What score did she get in the math test?"
After hearing the answer, Mr. Jiang gradually smiled, which looked a little crazy.
He finally found his calling as a father.
Isn’t it just a score of 0 on the math test?
It's okay, he will teach you.
When he was studying before, he always got perfect marks in mathematics. If he didn't want to be the richest man, he would be a mathematician.
Even now that he is the richest man, he is still a mathematician, but he has not received this honorary title.
Jiang Wu felt an inexplicable chill on his back, thinking it was a bit cold in the middle of the night.
She exited the live broadcast room, stood up, and went to close the window and draw the curtains.
I saw the head still lying on the door of the villa, motionless.
