The three trash bins are side by side, like a standing trash mountain, the trash in the bin has already overflowed, and there is an unpleasant stench around it.

Qu Mingjun rummaged in mourning again and again.

There was too much rubbish, and they didn't know when to find them. Mu Zi and Jiang Ci found a shade and sat down to rest.

Mu Zi curled his legs, put the messenger bag on his lap, and gently dialed it, revealing the bald head of the little crow.

"Take it with you every day, you don't find it bothersome." Jiang Ci felt that the little crow was ugly, very interesting, and poked.

The crow seemed to have just woke up, looked a little dazed, and did not respond.

Mu Zi said: "There is no way, you have to feed every hour, and bark when you leave."

"Every hour?!" Jiang Ci was surprised, "It's too tiring, it's better to raise a cat to save worry."

Mu Zi curled up his lips and chuckled, "I'll be tired for a month. When it can fly, I don't have to worry about it."

Crow chicks can leave the nest in one month. Thinking of this, Mu Zi will be more patient with the bird in his arms.

It doesn't matter to stick to her, anyway, a month later, it will grow up, and sooner or later it will fly away.

Birds belong to the sky.

Mu Zi didn't want to tie it in a cage.

When Jiang Ci heard the words, he said: "It's hard to grow up, why do you let it go? How interesting it is to stay by your side and raise it."

She poked the little crow on the head a few more times, and said cheerfully: "Look how funny it is, it's ugly and cute."

"Okay, it's broken." Mu Zi guarded the crow, not allowing Jiang Ci to poke again.

There was a shout from the garbage dump.

The two followed the reputation.

"Found it! I found it!" Qu Mingjun held up a small cardboard box with an expression of excitement.

Jiang Ci was a little surprised, "So fast?"

"Maybe it was just thrown in the last few days, so it's easy to find in the upper level of the garbage dump." Mu Zichong Qu Mingjun beckoned and praised him, "Good job, Xiao Ming."

Qu Mingjun walked over with a small carton and strode over and was amazed: "You are too amazing, how do you know that Zhou Jiaying has bought something online?!"

"I just think that if she has been deliberate for a long time, she should buy some auxiliary props. After all, the doctors in the hospital are not so foolish."

Qu Mingjun's expression suddenly became subtle, "You mean, Zhou Jiaying bought from the Internet...the thing?"

Mu Zi was noncommittal, opening the crushed cardboard box, and seeing the contents inside, a helpless smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Either we are lucky, or the little girl Zhou Jiaying is not sufficiently vigilant."

She handed the carton to Jiang Ci, "Let's compare it with Jiang Huan's DNA."

Jiang Ci received it in his hand, only opened a seam, and immediately closed it.

With a disgusting expression on her face, she was about to stuff the cardboard box into the prepared sterile storage bag, but Qu Mingjun quickly snatched the cardboard box from her hand!

"Hey, you brat!" Jiang Ci scolded.

Qu Mingjun is purely curious, staring at the things in the carton for a moment. "Hey, she can eat such a big one? It's still electric and washable. It's really expensive! Just use your fingers. , Zero cost, no risk."

"In order to create a red and swollen injury after sexual assault, she may deliberately buy a large one." Mu Zi didn't have so many evil thoughts, just carefully analyzing the matter, "and the finger length is not enough, which will affect the doctor's sampling results... …"

Mu Zi frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

"Xiao Ming, did you say that sentence again?"

Qu Mingjun looked confused, "Zero cost, no risk?"

"No, it's the previous sentence."

"...Really enough for the blood?"

Mu Zi was silent for a moment, then suddenly tore off the courier slip on the carton and asked Qu Mingjun: "Do you have a way to find out the buyer's account of the transaction through the courier number?"