"That's not good, that's not good, this chicken is dead after all, it's sold to people to eat, and there is a problem with eating, I'm sorry for my conscience!" Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Anyway, you have to deal with these now, just put them here, and they will stink in a while, not to mention the temperature and smell, even these chickens are also affected. The staff pointed to the dead chickens lying on the ground.

"That's right, I'll deal with them, but I can't sell such dead chickens, but if it's me, I will feel uncomfortable knowing that I bought dead chickens! This lack of virtue can't be done, I can't do it!" Jia Ren said, putting on his work clothes and throwing the dead chickens into the garbage bag one by one.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the fans were all repaired, and Jiaren wanted to invite the staff to sit at home, but when he thought that Liang Jing was taking a nap at home, he dispelled this idea.

Keiichi is often not at home these days, and he doesn't often come back to live even at night, although Jiaren doesn't say it, but he is still very anxious in his heart. There was such an incident in the chicken farm, and his wife Liang Jing complained in front of her. Losing money is like being deprived of your self-esteem. The more Liang Jing spoke, the more unpleasant it became. Jiaren felt that he needed to be alone for a while.

Frankly speaking, a person like Jiaren, who is old and honest, has no friends around him who can talk. Now that I think about it, a few days ago, my neighbor Lao Liu Tou came over to invite Jiaren to go fishing by the small river behind the house. At that time, Jiaren was busy taking care of the chores of the chicken farm. I don't have the heart to relax at all.

At this time, I really want to be alone and quiet, or someone around me is talking, and the depression in my heart is relieved, and my mood may be much better. But looking back, I found that in addition to my wife and son, I was alone in communication and spirit.

"Old man, I have a game tonight, don't wait for me, wash and sleep early!" Liang Jing briefly explained, and then walked out of the house with a high bell of hatred.

Jiaren sat on the edge of the bed alone, and instantly felt the urge to cry, and it was also at this time that such a thought flashed in his head, why can they all come and go so freely, why can't he himself? Okay, go out from here, and do something casually!

There will always be a trip in life, Jia Renzhen took this step, only to find that he took a fishing rod out of his ghost, is it deep in his heart, he also wants to go fishing to nourish his heart?

Passing by the door of Lao Liu Tou, he happened to be bumped into by Lao Liu Tou, Lao Liu Tou was stunned at first, and then said a little unhappily: "Jiaren, a few days ago, you still couldn't get in, saying that you definitely don't have time to go fishing, why do you want to go fishing by yourself at this time?"

Jiaren knew Lao Liu's temper, he hesitated for a moment and slowed down his speech, "Lao Liu, I was about to say, if you want to go, go together!"

"No, I'm afraid of disturbing your good interest!" said Lao Liu Tou and walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Jiaren stood for two seconds, and then regained his pace, bypassing the east side of Lao Liutou's courtyard and coming to the river.

Since running this farm, Jiaren's daily life is basically two points and one line, and Jiaren can't even remember when the small river in front of him appeared.

Jiaren walked nearly along the river, and he thought, how could there be fish in such water? Even if there were real fish, they were probably polluted fish, and even if they were caught, they would definitely not be eaten.

Jiaren feels that fishing is relaxing, and so is walking, although the sky is getting darker and darker, and the things around him are getting more and more blurred in front of him, but in such an environment, his mood is surprisingly good!

When he walked aimlessly along the river in the direction of the main road, he sang in his heart that Andy's man crying is not a sin. In this world, there is no better way to understand men than men, and similarly, there is no better place to release sad emotions than the night.

After crying for a while, Jiaren remembered to call his son, and when he went out, he was in a panic and forgot to carry the keys to the house. If Keiichi goes back at this time, he doesn't have to worry about everything at home.

Kahito took out the old backgammon music phone from his pocket, found his son's number in the phone book, and dialed it twice in succession, but Keiichi's call was never answered.

When he was about to reach the intersection of the avenue, Jiaren vaguely heard someone whispering, he stood still and listened carefully, after that, there was no sound. Kahito felt that he must be hallucinating.

Not long after walking on the avenue, Jiaren decided to go home.

Even if there is no one in the family now. Home is still a place that he always cares about.

At this time, there are no buses on the avenue, only a few full-speed taxis, watching them run wildly, don't think about it, it must be full. In fact, even if the taxi takes the initiative to pull over and beckon Jiaren to get in the car, Jiaren will definitely clench his pockets and will not spend a penny.

Under the street lamp, Kahito walked along the right side of the road with a fishing rod on his shoulder. When he was bored, he would pick up the weeds on the road with the handle of his fishing rod or bend down to pick up the small pieces of coal that had been bumped off by the coal truck and throw them into the cloth bag he carried with him.

After such a short walk, I picked up a lot of coals.

When Kahito got home, it was already more than half past ten in the evening, and Keiichi hadn't come back yet, so Kahito carefully poured the coal he picked up on the floor in the kitchen. Then I went to the bathroom and got a basin of water, got some boiling water, and wiped my body with a towel.

When there was a heavy and rapid knock on the door, Kahito was about to turn on the television set placed at the bedside to watch the evening TV program.

"Why did you just come back and eat?" Jiaren looked at Keiyi's tired face, he suddenly forgot his previous depressed mood, as if he had been reborn in an instant, he was full of strength.

He noticed that Keiichi's shirt was covered in dirt, and there was a small fuchsia mark on the neckline. Jiaren was a little anxious. "Son, did you get into a fight with someone? Why is this covered in mud?"

"It's okay, I'm going to take a shower. Don't bother me!" Keiichi hurried into the bathroom. Jiaren just wanted to remind his son to go and get a change of clothes before taking a shower, but when he heard the bathroom door slam shut, Jiaren closed his mouth.

At a quarter past 9 o'clock in the morning, Akakawa left the scene of the crime with his briefcase in his hand, and according to the reporter's explanation, he felt that the case was somewhat strange.

Although, the director said, this is a homicide case that looks ordinary and can no longer be ordinary.

According to the timely feedback from the search department, the deceased's name was Ngawang and he was the chef of a large hotel in the town. Akakawa still remembers that the social background of the deceased was a bit too simple. Single, fatherless, motherless, childless, property-owned,......

If we reason from the perspective of interests, which is the general way of reasoning about the case, Akakawa can almost blurt out that this is a puzzle that one plus one does not equal two. The case seems ordinary, but the difficulty of solving the case is immeasurable.

After reading the information of the deceased, Akakawa decided to investigate the place where the deceased worked before his death. This is a hotel that looks like a big size. The storefront decorated with jujube red and white is antique and has a traditional Chinese charm. The hotel is spread over three floors, and the interior of the hotel is viewed from the glass window, with a bar on the right-hand side. Directly across the door is a luxurious passage leading to the hotel lobby, which shows that the hotel is not only magnificent in appearance, but also in the interior of the hotel.

Akakawa looked up at the hotel signboard hanging directly above the hotel entrance and the LED electronic screen about 20 cm below the signboard - Allure Mercure.

Chichuan raised his hand and took a look, it was now 9:3, it seemed that the bus really couldn't keep up with his psychological expectations and the pace of doing things, if he could have a bus to travel, he wouldn't waste so much valuable time on the bus.

What a waste of my precious life! Akakawa couldn't help but mutter, pushed the door and walked into the hotel, there were no guests in the hotel at this time, there was a middle-aged woman who looked to be nearly forty years old at the bar, she was pressing the calculator in her hand with her hand, and at the same time making a note on a list next to the calculator.

Standing outside the bar was a man who looked the same age, and when the man saw Chikawa enter the hotel, he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Welcome, may I ask, what do you need?"

The man greeted Akakawa's voice, and the middle-aged woman raised her head violently and smiled at Akakawa.

I have to say that the woman's smile suddenly decreased by nearly 10 years, although it is a bit superficial to say this, but Akakawa is not a pervert. His intuition told him that this middle-aged woman might be the proprietress of this hotel. Although the director often said that as a man, Akakawa should not trust the so-called intuitive judgment that only women have.

"Are you the owner of this hotel?" Akakawa looked at the bar and said, "Is Mr. Jiang Yuan here?"

Before the middle-aged woman could speak, she heard the middle-aged man: "I am Jiang Yuan, may I ask you for something about me?"

He is Jiang Yuan, the owner of this shop? Chichuan was a little unexpected, looking at his kind face, it simply subverted Chichuan's previous view of the rude and arrogant business of the consortium, it seems that the director's words are still somewhat reasonable, people, there are always exceptions.

In order to hide his panic, Chichuan pretended to be calm and took out his police ID card from his chest pocket, "I'm from the Chengguan Police Station, I'm here to learn something about you......

When he heard that it was from the Chengguan Police Station, Jiang Yuan's expression was a little strange. The middle-aged woman was sensitive, she quickly got up and beckoned the waiter to guide Chichuan to the private room upstairs, and then she personally carried a pot of tea into the private room, and after pouring the tea, she was about to turn around and go out, and the middle-aged man said softly to her back: "Keiko, you go and get busy first, just for a while." ”