192, The Death of an Old Woman

"This time, after escaping from the hospital, Sister Li ran away alone, and in the past few days, she couldn't help but call me, an employee, and just like that, she showed her feet. ”

"This woman's real name is Chen Chunhua, and she is not surnamed Li at all, and after escaping from the hospital, she went to this Cantonese restaurant and brushed dishes in the back kitchen. ”

I nodded and said to him, "Does this Chen Chunhua recognize you?" Stay for a while, don't alarm the other people in the back kitchen, and find a reason to call her out. ”

"I don't know, I don't have any impression of this person. Wang Cheng said.

Signaling Wang Cheng to get out of the car, I also pushed the car door, got out of the car, and followed Wang Cheng to the back door of the Cantonese restaurant.

In the distance, I saw stacks of bowls and plates like hills, scattered in the open space at the back door.

A hunched woman, with her back to us, sat on a small bench and diligently washed the dishes in a filthy basin.

Wang Cheng and I flanked her left and right.

Standing on her possible retreat, I stopped for the time being, waiting for Wang Cheng to approach.

Wang Cheng coughed lightly twice, and was about to say something to the woman.

At this time, Chen Chunhua heard the coughing sound behind him, turned his head and glanced at Wang Cheng.

Just this glance, a panicked look suddenly appeared on her face.

Wang Cheng was about to say something, but the woman screamed, threw away the plate in her hand, stood up, and wanted to leave in a panic.

I had only walked a few steps before I was confronted and I was lying across the road.

The woman's face was even more panicked, as if she was running towards the back door of a Cantonese restaurant.

My Wang Cheng rushed forward and went all the way into the back kitchen of the Cantonese restaurant.

It's dinner time, and the kitchen is busy everywhere. More than a dozen cooks hold shiny kitchen knives and fly up and down on the felt board.

On the hearth, clusters of tongues of fire that erupt from time to time are breathtaking.

Under the action of heat, the food emits various sizzling sounds, one after another.

I stared at the woman who kept pushing forward, passing through the flow tables, and chasing after her.

The woman seemed to be very familiar with this place, and after turning around, she walked through the entire back kitchen, and threw Xiao Cheng and me past the three rows of cooking tables.

The chefs of the side dishes kept looking at us curiously.

There is a fat chef with a big waist and a big head, who is obviously the head chef of this Cantonese restaurant.

After staring at us vigilantly for more than ten seconds, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Hey, what are you two people, the kitchen is heavy, who told you to come in, get out of here." ”

I turned a deaf ear.

Seeing that Sister Li turned around and glanced at me, then opened the door to the front hall and walked in in a flash.

I was so anxious that I quickened my pace to catch up, and Wang Cheng didn't go far behind me.

Just as we were about to push the door to the antechamber, the tall chef reached out and blocked our way.

I was in a hurry, and unceremoniously pushed him away.

He slammed and slammed into the table next to him, and the whole person instantly couldn't straighten up in pain.

The kitchen suddenly became dead silent, and the apprentices who were holding kitchen knives stopped flying up and down in their hands, staring at me directly, as if they were going to eat me and Wang Cheng.

One of the chefs closest to him ran over and helped the chef up.

He bared his teeth in pain and screamed: "Grass tama, give this guy of unknown origin to Lao Tzu to death." ”

More than a dozen masters who cut vegetables and side dishes instantly turned their blades and surrounded me with a tiger's eye.

At this time, I had already pushed open the kitchen that had entered the front hall, and my eyes wandered around, looking for the woman named Li Chunhua.

Soon, I noticed that she was standing in a corner not far away, being reprimanded by a man who looked like a foreman.

Her frightened eyes, hiding, dodging my search.

Seeing that I had spotted her, she suddenly ran like a headless fly towards the bathroom next to her.

"Stop, we just want to know something about you," I shouted to her.

She didn't pay any attention to it and plunged into the women's bathroom.

Chased to the door of the toilet, in the disgusted eyes of several female customers, I didn't dare to enter, so I had to wait at the door of the toilet bored.

"See how long you can stay," I sneered inwardly, staring at the door of the women's bathroom without blinking.

One by one, diners came and went, went and came. Several waves of people kept looking at me and Wang Cheng curiously.

The foreman who reprimanded Chen Chunhua, seeing that we were also paying attention to Chen Chunhua, came over to me with some curiosity and asked, "Sir, are you going to eat or find someone?"

I don't want to deal with him, let Wang Cheng deal with it, it's just a matter of thinking about waiting for Chen Chunhua.

The women's restroom can be seen from the outside. It was divided into many small cubicles, but there was not a single window.

So, even on the first floor, I don't have to worry that Chen Chunhua will jump out of the window and escape.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see Chen Chunhua coming out of it, and Wang Cheng and I were a little impatient.

Looking at the female customers who came in and out, I still had three worries in my heart.

Reaching out to stop a waitress who was going to the toilet, I said to her: "Excuse me, go in and help me call Chen Chunhua, let her come out quickly, we won't do anything to her." ”

The waitress readily agreed, stood outside the row of cubicles, and shouted loudly for several minutes, still not seeing any response from inside.

The waitress shook her head, went to the toilet herself, and left.

I suddenly felt that it was not good, and I was about to force my way in to see what was going on.

At this time, a piercing scream came from the toilet.

"Ah," a female customer jumped to her feet and ran out of the toilet, running away as if dead.

Wang Cheng and I glanced at each other quickly. At the same time, he broke into the toilet.

As soon as I entered the door of the women's bathroom, I saw a large amount of blood oozing from under the crack in one of the doors in the row of cubicles in front of me, which was slowly spreading outward.

My eyes widened in horror and I pushed open the door to the cubicle.

Chen Chunhua stared at the same time, and sat on the ground, well-dressed, leaning his back against the wall of the toilet, his hands covering his throat.

From there, streams of crimson blood, like fountains, kept pouring out. In an instant, the old woman, who was still as pale as ever, turned pale as paper.

The last trace of anger quickly slipped through his throat and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Chunhua is dead, and he will not be blind to death.

He stared at the frightened eyes, and in front of Wang Cheng and me, the last drop of blood was shed.

I clutched my head in despair, desperately remembering in my brain everyone who had just walked in front of me.

Who the hell killed her?