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Chapter 134 These Things Cannot Be Collected

From the moment the boss pulled out the safe, the barrage in the live broadcast room never stopped.

"This is a counterfeit currency from a safe. The person involved must have made or sold it before."

"It's better to burn them. These things harm others and ourselves."

"It's better to call the police and let the police investigate. Maybe they can catch the criminals."

"Haha, your dog-watching anchor and boss are both autistic."

"Everyone must be autistic. One second he was immersed in the joy of a windfall, and the next second he discovered that the money he was using was counterfeit."

"The dog anchor is confused. Just now he was willing to betray his lust, so he has everything."

…

Lin Shu and the boss sat on the trolley and relaxed for a while.

Lin Shu then called the police.

Twenty minutes later, a police car arrived at the Facai scrap station.

The two worked together to take notes, and finally the police carted away the pile of counterfeit money.

Lin Shu and the boss had just entered the house to make a pot of tea. Before they could drink it, they heard someone shouting outside.

"Get rich, whether you are at home or not."

Hearing the sound, the two quickly got up and went out.

In the yard, an old man about sixty years old was waiting on a tricycle.

"The uncle is here."

The boss came forward and gave the uncle a cigarette. The uncle took it and lit it before slowly speaking:

"I brought some iron lumps over here. Let's see how much they are worth."

The uncle pointed to a sack on the small carriage.

"Let me take a look." The boss took a puff of his cigarette and opened the sack.

The iron lump inside is about the size of a fist and thirty centimeters long.

Some are slightly smaller, with three-fingered circles and a rotten wooden handle.

The surface of these iron bumps has been severely corroded by rust.

It’s hard to tell what they are used for, there are more than a dozen large and small in total.

Seeing these things, Lin Shu raised his eyes. He always felt that these iron bumps looked familiar.

But for a while I couldn’t remember where I had seen it.

The boss glanced at it casually without looking carefully. He went back to take out the scale and prepared to weigh it.

The more Lin Shu looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, so he knelt down and picked up an iron lump and looked at it carefully.

When he saw the third one, Lin Shu finally remembered.

Although these iron lumps have been rusted and corroded, they can still be recognized from their appearance. These are artillery shells. Aren't the smaller ones just hand grenades?

hiss!

Thinking of this, Lin Shu took a breath.

He raised his head and glanced at the uncle next to him and the boss who had just brought the scales over.

"Boss, can't we collect these things?"

The boss and the uncle were both stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean, young man? Why can't we accept it?" The uncle suddenly became anxious.

The boss put the scale down and looked at Lin Shu curiously.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with these iron lumps?"

Lin Shu picked up an 'iron lump' with the most complete shape and carefully placed it on the ground aside.

"Boss, what does this thing look like to you?"

The boss took a puff of cigarette and knelt down to take a look.

"Why does this look a bit like a cannonball?" the boss said subconsciously.

"Cannonball?"

The boss jumped up instantly and took a few steps back.

The uncles on the side were stunned. "What shells?"

Lin Shu looked at the uncle and asked:

"Uncle, where did you get this thing?"

"This, I found it at home." The uncle said vaguely.

Lin Shu could tell that the uncle had lied.

"Uncle, these things should be artillery shells and grenades left over from the past.

You just got it out and brought it here. No accidents happened during the process. It's already lucky. "

The boss was holding a cigarette and said to the uncle: "Uncle, I can't accept these things. Now I have to call the police to deal with them."

The uncle squinted his eyes and looked at the 'iron lumps' on the ground.

"Is this really a cannonball?"

The boss said: "Uncle, we have known each other for so long, why did I lie to you? Let's do this, I will call the police now and let the police come and take a look.

What do you think if the police say, this is just an ordinary iron lump, and they will recycle it for you? "

"That's okay." The uncle reluctantly agreed.

Later, the boss called the police.

After only about ten minutes, the police came.

When the police got out of the car, they saw that these were the three people just now.

One of the police officers said: "While we were on our way back, we received another call from the station, saying that you received something suspected to be a shell here. Is it true?"

The boss pointed at the 'iron lump' on the ground and said, "My uncle brought it here just now. Please take a look to see if it is a real cannonball."

Three police officers quickly stepped forward and made a preliminary inspection of the iron lumps on the ground.

"Based on our preliminary judgment, this should be something left over decades ago. Uncle, where did you find it?"

The uncle was a little panicked and hemmed and hawed.

The three policemen patiently explained to the uncle the stakes involved.

He also said that if similar shells could be found in that place, he would be given a bonus.

The uncle didn't pay much attention to other words.

In the uncle's opinion, if these iron lumps were taken away, wouldn't he lose dozens of dollars?

But when I heard the police say that there would be a bonus, my eyes suddenly lit up.

The uncle rubbed his hands and asked: "If I take you to find those things, you will get a bonus, right?"

The three policemen looked at each other and said, "Yes, there is a bonus."

Uncle: "How much is the bonus?"

One of the police officers replied: "It's at least five hundred yuan. If there are a lot of dangerous goods like this in that place, then if you report it successfully, the reward will be even greater."

The uncle instantly beamed.

"Oh, you told me earlier. There are still a lot of these iron lumps on the mountain. I can't dig them all out at once, so I just want to get a few and sell them first."

Lin Shu and others on the side were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

After chatting with Lin Shu for a few words, the three policemen took the uncle to find the shells.

In the live broadcast room, the water friends were also very excited, and the barrage scrolled rapidly.

"I have to say, my uncle is really lucky."

"This shit can be dug up by cannonballs. I think you should buy a lottery ticket. Maybe you can win the first prize."

"If the dog anchor hadn't reminded me, the boss would have already passed the scale. Then it would be sold to the steel factory as ordinary scrap metal, and then it would be thrown in and re-refined, and it would be over."

"The police just told me a lot, but he was unmoved. But when he heard about the bonus, his eyes instantly lit up."

"Haha! Just like the dog anchor, they are of the same origin."

"This can't be the dog anchor's long-lost uncle, right?"

…

After the police took the uncle away, Lin Shu and the boss took a break first, and then continued to sort out the recovered things.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was time for Lin Shu to get off work.

After saying hello to the boss, Lin Shu went out and took a taxi back to the city.

…

early morning.

sunny.

Jingle Bell……

Snapped!