Chapter 29: That's My Explanation

The deputy director continued: "Captain Yan, this kind of thing is stinky, even if it is carefully prepared gutter oil, it will have a faint hala smell, does this oil have this smell?"

Captain Yan said: "It's useless this time, it doesn't mean that it was useless before and in the future. ”

"This is the second day of his stall, Captain Yan has to investigate clearly before making a decision. ”

"Yes, it must be a sin of desire!"

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"Captain Yan, this group of people seems to be a demonic barrier, if we really enforce the law forcibly, in case of a conflict, we will not be able to explain to the above at all. Someone whispered to remind Yan Wencheng and said.

"Yes, now that the Internet is so developed, the reputation of our law enforcement team is so unfriendly, we must be careful!"

At this time, Wang Ke said again: "Friends, everyone should calm down first, the law enforcement team is also acting impartially, they have received a report, naturally they must investigate clearly, and they are also responsible for the people!

After saying this, the citizens calmed down a lot.

Wang Ke looked at Yan Wencheng again, smiled slightly and said: "Captain Yan, don't worry, I will definitely go back with you, but now that you have seen this situation, you might as well let me finish baking cold noodles for them, it won't take long, after all, they are all consumers, and it is normal to have a little complaint after waiting for a long time." ”

Yan Wencheng groaned and said, "Okay, you can make them baked cold noodles first, but only these few people who were queuing up before can't take other people's business." ”

"That's right, isn't the law enforcement team just for the people? ”

"In the future, whoever dares to say that the law enforcement team is unreasonable, I will be the first to go up to theorize. ”

"Little handsome guy, hurry up, I can't wait. "The guests lined up again.

"Little brother, your baked cold noodles are really delicious!" the deputy director of the research institute got the baked cold noodles, said with emotion, and then left very satisfied.

"Little handsome guy, hurry up, I'll have to check the room later, it's too late." "The last customer was the doctor.

Soon the last grilled cold noodles were also made.

Wang Ke handed the roasted cold noodles to the doctor and said with a smile, "I hope you have a smooth job." ”

"That's for sure. The doctor smiled heartily and said, "I ate your baked cold noodles this morning, and I can be full of energy all day." ”

Yan Wencheng raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Wang Ke and said, "The baked cold noodles are finished, now come with us." ”

Wang Ke got into Yan Wencheng's car, and it wasn't until he disappeared from everyone's field of vision that the crowd gradually dispersed.

In the office, Yan Wencheng looked at Wang Ke with a serious face, pointed to the three barrels of gutter oil and said, "You explain." ”

Wang Ke took out his mobile phone and said solemnly: "This is my explanation." ”

There was a video of Tie San forcibly selling oil on his mobile phone, which was recorded by the system and transmitted to his mobile phone.

Of course, it wasn't free, it cost him hundreds of emotional points.

Wang Ke said with a smile: "I think, Captain Yan can directly arrest him." ”

Yan Wencheng was slightly stunned and said: "It's not impossible to do this, but even if you catch him, what can you do, it's just to educate him and fine him some money." The best thing to do is to go directly to their oil making workshop. However, we followed him early in the morning, and we also found a hot pot restaurant, but the oil there, we went to a surprise inspection, and after expert inspection, it was qualified, and it was gone. ”

When Wang Ke heard this, he suddenly volunteered and said, "If I can, I can help Captain Yan investigate some clues." ”

"Oh?" Yan Wencheng raised his eyebrows: "Do you have a way?"

Wang Ke nodded and said, "Just like Captain Yan said just now, it is completely pointless to just catch an iron three, in order to get rid of the crime, he will not admit that there is a master at all." I have a way to find evidence that triathlon sells gutter oil. ”

This was originally his task, of course he was very attentive, and he already had a way.

Yan Wencheng groaned and said with a smile: "Forget it, handling the case is the business of our law enforcement team." ”

Wang Ke shrugged his shoulders and did not speak.

But at this time, Yan Wencheng glanced meaningfully at Wang Ke's small cart in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Your roasted cold noodles seem to be very popular, and those citizens say that they are delicious in the world. ”

Wang Ke listened to it and said modestly: "Miao praised, it's just a snack on the stall." ”

"You're so modest, I've never seen anyone fight against the law enforcement team for a snack on the ground. Yan Wencheng waved his hand to a colleague and asked with concern, "Junda, are you hungry?"

"Captain, I'm not hungry. Chen Junda shook his head, and then continued to bury his head in work.

"Wang Zhengzhi, are you hungry?" Yan Wencheng asked another colleague with a grim face.

"Captain Yan, I had dinner this morning. Wang Zhengzhi was about to say that he was not hungry, but suddenly realized that this question was a little wrong, and immediately changed his words: "But I ate a little little in the morning, and I was really a little hungry." ”

When did the captain ask such a question in his office, that is, he wanted to taste whether the grilled cold noodles were really so delicious that they would make the customers want to stop.

"Really, I forgot about this stubble. Yan Wencheng said meaningfully, obviously helpless.

Wang Ke smiled faintly and said, "Captain Yan, why don't I make you a few baked cold noodles?"

"Well, that's the only way, you see that Wang Zhengzhi's face is so hungry that his face is pale, and there is nothing to eat around here, so you can show your hands! If you don't eat enough, how can you work hard and serve the motherland?" Yan Wencheng said with a helpless look.

"By the way, I'm hungry too, I didn't have breakfast today, so bring me one!" Yan Wencheng said lightly.

Yan Wencheng directly asked Wang Zhengzhi to push the cart to the door, and then Wang Ke began to show his skills.

After only three or four minutes, the whole room was already filled with fragrance.

"The captain eats the first serving. Looking at the first copy that Wang Ke finished, Wang Zhengzhi said.

"It's okay, I've been busy all morning, and I haven't eaten a bite of food. Yan Wencheng was not polite, at this time, he had already had a great appetite.

He sniffed it with his nose, it was really appetizing, and he couldn't wait to take a bite.

Then, he was stunned, and his whole eyes were shocked.

That unimaginable delicacy burst in his mouth, and that feeling made him feel fluttering in an instant, as if his whole soul was sublimated at this moment!

Why? How is it possible? How can baked cold noodles be so delicious?

At this moment, Yan Wencheng understood why those citizens would defend Wang Ke so much, such delicious baked cold noodles would not be made of gutter oil 100%!