It turns out that the waiters in this hotel are all girls.

There are three of them.

The three girls don't have the strength to beat the chef, and the other is that these three girls actually have a leg with the boss.

What's even more interesting is that these three girls are sisters, and they usually have a really good relationship.

It's so messy, but it's even safer.

I thought about it, no wonder killing the chef was good for the three girls, and it wasn't something one girl could do.

When it came time to eat, I saw that the three waiters were relatively short and delicate.

I can't put that much effort into it.

Thinking of this, I hurried around my room to search for the cook's body.

It's impossible to leave only one foot left.

We were jumping up and down in the kitchen, and we couldn't find the cook's body anywhere, when all of a sudden I heard a crunching sound.

When this voice sounded, the three of us suddenly stopped.

There were no modern appliances in the whole kitchen, let alone electronic equipment, and it was impossible to find the source of the sound.

It's like the sound of the wind blowing and swaying.

I leaned on the window and looked out, and it was quiet.

And just then, all of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye, a hand came out of a cabinet.

Maybe I looked at the flowers, and when I looked at it again, I found that the hand was gone.

Step by step, I walked in the direction of my hand, and found that there was a cabinet in the corner of the room, and it was a brown wooden cabinet.

I heard the boss say behind me: "Inside is the vegetable basket cabinet." ”

I nodded, and slowly touched my hand to the side of the cabinet.

Then I pulled it gently.

I felt an albino thing roll in front of me, and I took a step back and looked closely, only to find the cook's body stuffed into the cabinet.

The chef looked to weigh more than 180 pounds.

He was very fat, and when he fell, the cook's clothes were covered in blood, and his right thigh had been cut off.

I swallowed my nausea and slowly looked down.

It turned out that the scar on the thigh was very flat, as if it had been cut by a brush.

Even the boss felt that this was wrong.

It would take a huge tool to cut off the entire thigh bone, but from the scene, it was clear that there was no such thing in the entire kitchen.

I searched the kitchen and found the biggest thing, which was the boning knife.

But that kind of thing is okay to cut and cut the ancient way, and if you want to cut a thigh together, it's a fool's dream.

And at this moment, I suddenly felt black marks next to the thighs of this corpse.

I didn't pay attention at first.

But at this moment, Wang Ruohan, who was reading the book next to me, immediately recognized it.

The location and shape of this mark do not make sense.

Normally, if a person's thigh is cut off, there will be a bulge while they are alive.

Because the wound of the person will heal automatically, although it is not possible to heal so quickly, the skin will show a strong healing ability, and some protrusions will appear.

If the person dies and is cut off, then the skin on both sides will be curled.

This is because the skin of a dead person is not healing, so it can only be contracted instinctively.

Judging by the wounds of the deceased, this was cut off after the person died.

When the boss saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's a little relieved, it's so much better to be cut alive!"

When I first saw this, I thought it was still inappropriate.

Because according to Wang Ruohan, judging from the wounds, it had been nearly a week since the corpse was cut off.

If this man died a week ago, then who was the person who cooked for us?

The thought of this makes several of us shudder.

In the end, the boss's face became more and more pale with fright, and finally he either returned home and decided to call the police the next day.

I didn't sleep very well when I got home that night, and I always dreamed about that damn thing.

The next morning, two things happened in the village.

The first thing happened was that the county police removed the body.

The second thing was that the whole village had diarrhea.

Especially the people who had dinner together last night were all staggering, but thankfully I didn't eat anything last night.

By noon, my grandfather was also very good, but it wasn't a big deal.

My grandfather told me to go to the village hospital to buy some diarrhea medicine.

As a result, when I arrived at the scene, I found that I had already stood up, and in the crowd, I saw Wang Ruohan greeting me.

This girl is very attentive, and she bought a few more boxes when she bought medicine.

But what follows is not very authentic.

The girl ran to the crowd and told everyone that if you want to take medicine urgently, you can buy it from your own hands.

But the price is twice the normal price of the hospital.

Isn't this a second-class dealer?

I walked over slowly with a smile and said hello: "Wang Ruohan, is there anything extra to give me?" ”

Wang Ruohan jumped over, I regret that this guy is actually carrying a pink backpack.

is worthy of being the daughter of the village chief, and most of the backpack is full of diarrhea medicine.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I said, "Bring me a box, my grandfather eats too much, pulls fiercely, and if she doesn't go back, her old man will be dehydrated!"

Wang Ruohan smiled and said, "Okay, of course there is no problem, double the price!"

I patted it, and the stinky girl said: "Ask me for money, do you have a conscience, don't forget that this village has been built until now, and I have the credit for this result, hurry up!"

Wang Ruohan didn't joke with me anymore, and directly gave me a box of medicine for free.

At this time, a large number of people couldn't hold back, just like Wang Ruohan didn't buy it for a while, and all the medicines in this package were sold out.

Wang Ruohan took advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune as a refugee.

After selling the medicine, the two of us went in the same direction together.

On the way, Wang Ruohan asked curiously: "Do you think that chef can cause the enemy to come to our village and kill him because he owed someone money before?"

I smiled and said, "It's impossible, I asked the owner of the hotel before, this chef did owe 100,000 yuan before, but who do you think will kill people for 100,000 yuan, and I don't understand, why cut off the other party's leg?"

Wang Ruohan said to me mysteriously at this time: "This thing is not normal, maybe there are ghosts!"