Courier Delivery Was Tricked, I Let The Female Anchor Die On The Spot

As soon as they heard that Qin Luo and Zhou Shuyi knew each other, the hearts of netizens began to gossip immediately, and they kept sending barrage to ask about their relationship.

But Qin Luo said that he can't look at his mobile phone while driving, so he didn't even answer them.

Netizens were outraged: Is a tricycle riding on a horse considered a car? !

Not long after, Qin Luo arrived at the express sorting station in his beloved tricycle.

The person in charge, Uncle Liu, got angry when he saw him: "You boy, don't you want to do it anymore? I have received complaints and bad reviews for two days in a row, and I asked for leave yesterday for no reason. I sent you a message to ask you You didn't say anything, did you just float away?"

Facing Uncle Liu, Qin Luo still behaved very modestly: "Isn't something happened yesterday, it was too sudden and I didn't have time to tell you."

"You kid... asking for leave is a trivial matter. What do you say about your complaints and bad reviews for two consecutive days? Let me tell you, don't say that Uncle Liu doesn't take care of you. It's okay to be the first to complain about bad reviews, but you continue to If it's like this for two days, your bonus for this month is really gone."

"That can't be helped. There are strange flowers every year, especially this year. I was so unlucky that I ran into them. What can I do?"

"What strange thing did you encounter again this time?"

"When I delivered the courier, the man was playing mahjong. He thought I called him and said that I made him lose his cards. Then I sat down and played two games with him."

"Then what?"

"Then it turns out that he cooks for himself and has nothing to do with me."

Seeing Qin Luo's innocent face, Uncle Liu was speechless for a while, and finally waved his hands impatiently, urging: "I'm too lazy to talk about you, hurry up and get to work."

"Okay," Qin Luo started to load the goods, and after a short while, he rode his beloved tricycle again and drove away.

...

"Riding on my beloved tricycle, it will never be stuck in traffic..."

After working all morning, half of the work was done, Qin Luo hummed in a brisk tone, and parked his tricycle in an old-fashioned residential building.

He said to the netizens: "It's noon, and after delivering this one, it's time for dinner."

After finishing speaking, he took the package and went upstairs directly.

This old-fashioned community is only six floors high, without even an elevator, and the owner of the package lives on the top floor.

Of course, the six-story building is not a big problem for any young man. At most, people with poor physical strength will feel a little weak in their legs when they walk up in one breath.

Of course, Qin Luo is not in this ranks. After all, he delivers express every day, and his physical fitness is still good.

Especially now that he is still wearing a black-tech sports bracelet, two steps equals five steps, but the physical exertion is only one step, which is really better than six steps, the sixth floor is easy, and at the same time Being able to exercise the body is simply flattering.

"Oh, I feel that the anchor is in good health, and he came up to the sixth floor after a while."

"I deliver the courier every day, can you be in poor health?"

"I think it's all thanks to our sister Wei, who directly trained the anchor after coming down from the 28th floor."

"Sister Wei was also a decent person before she was alive, everyone spit before leaving."

"It is forbidden to consume dead Internet celebrities!"

"..."

All the way to the sixth floor, Qin Luo took out his mobile phone and called the owner of the package.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, the courier, please open the door."

The other side was silent for two seconds, and then said: "Hi, can I trouble you to do me a favor?"

help?

What can I do for you?

Qin Luo looked curious: "Tell me."

"It's just... I'm not at home now, I want to ask you to help me see if there is anyone at home."

"Uh, this is your house. How do I know if there is anyone in your house? How about I knock on the door first."

"No, what I mean is, help me see if there is... someone else in my house."

Mr. Wang bit the word "others" extremely hard.

Qin Luo was taken aback for a moment, and his expression gradually became enlightened.

Good guy, this is a melon!

Netizens in the live broadcast room also heard the conversation, and immediately started gossiping one by one.

"Intuition tells me that there is another good show to watch."

"Judging from the tone of the owner of the package, you don't suspect that your wife is stealing someone at home, right?"

"I feel sorry for the owner of the package for a second... Well, be good, don't lower your head, the hat is crooked."

"Why does the anchor send a courier in this live broadcast, why is there a moth every day, I laughed to death hahaha!"

"Is anyone following the anchor really to see the delivery? Anyway, I'm not."

"Watching the anchor delivering couriers every day is more exciting than watching a movie. It's amazing."

"Martin's mornings aren't as varied as yours!"

"..."

The conversation between Qin Luo and the owner of the package aroused the strong interest of netizens, and Qin Luo didn't keep everyone waiting, and said directly to Mr. Wang: "Okay, I understand, I'll knock on the door and help you take a look."

Mr. Wang reminded: "You don't need to hang up the phone, just get through like this, let me listen to the sound."

"OK……"

The task is a bit daunting, but... exciting.

Qin Luo cleared his throat, raised his hand and knocked on the anti-theft door, and shouted, "Hello, the courier!"

The room was very quiet, and it took about ten seconds before there was a movement.

"Who is it?"

The door was opened by a woman in silk pajamas. She looked at Qin Luo in confusion and said, "Express delivery? I didn't buy express delivery."

Then she turned her head and shouted into the house: "Did you buy anything? There's a courier here!"

"No!" A man came out of the house and said.

In the next second, Mr. Wang's angry shout came from Qin Luo's mobile phone.

"Zhang Lei! Who is this man riding a horse!"

The woman who opened the door was taken aback by the sudden sound on the phone, but the man who came over suddenly changed his expression, and said with a little panic, "Damn it, my husband is on the phone!"

boom!

With a muffled sound, the man in the room immediately closed the security door, while Mr. Wang's heart-piercing roar continued to be heard from Qin Luo's cell phone.

"Zhang Lei! Get the hell out of here!"

"I know you have someone outside behind my back! Come out for me!"

"You're so good at it! You dare to take it home while I'm not at home! Why don't you go to heaven!"

"I'm going to ask you for an explanation right now! Why are you waiting for me!!!"

"Beep beep..."

After a storm of shouting and cursing, a series of busy tones followed.

Qin Luo looked at the closed anti-theft door and the mobile phone in his hand, and fell into deep thought for a while.

Even his live broadcast room, where bullet screens have been floating all the time, fell into a strange silence at this time...