The proprietress was taken to the police station together, Xiao Zhao was directly locked up in the house, the proprietress accompanied him closely, Lin Zhi and a few people sat outside, and the middle-aged policeman asked one of them to pour a glass of water, and then invited a few people to come over and ask.

The first to be named was naturally Lin Zhi, Lin Zhi entered the middle-aged police officer's office, and the middle-aged man sat on the side of the table and politely beckoned Lin Zhi to sit down and chat.

"Thank you." Lin Zhi did the opposite side of him.

"It's okay, just ask about the situation, first of all, do you know the perpetrator?" The middle-aged policeman asked.

"I don't know the perpetrator, but I know his mother, and his father and mother also set up a stall on the street, selling finger cakes, so I guess it's my competitor."

Although Lin Zhi never regarded them as his competitors in his heart, Lin Zhi shook his head helplessly, and he could be regarded as suffering from an unwarranted disaster.

"I see." The middle-aged man immediately understood the cause and effect of this case, and then asked Lin Zhi a few questions, and Lin Zhi answered them very cooperatively.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to Lin Zhi, Lin Zhi calmly stretched out his hand, and the two hands met amicably, and then separated after touching each other.

Lin Zhi went out and motioned for the next Fan Zhe to go in for questioning, and Fan Zhe went in with his stomach straight.

A few minutes later, Fan Zhe came out leisurely and was replaced by Lu Hao, and after Chef Lu entered, there was a little problem.

Lu Hao stubbornly protected the wonton in his two arms, and no matter what the middle-aged man said, he just wouldn't let go.

"Chef Lu, this is evidence, and we are going to use it to judge the case." The middle-aged man persuaded bitterly.

"Then I'll eat the wontons and leave a mouthful of soup for you, okay?" Lu Hao stared at the middle-aged man, with an expression that I would not leave if I didn't promise me.

"This is not in accordance with the rules, people say that after eating wontons, I fell to the ground and had a stomachache."

Middle-aged people are helpless, although Lu Hao is a chef, but any industry to the top is a person with status, Lu Hao is a fifth-level chef, that is the mayor will smile when he sees it.

If nothing else, you need a chef for a treat, right? Do you need a chef to entertain VIPs? Even if the chief comes, he has to find a chef to eat, right?

Lu Hao thought about it and came up with an idea that he thought was the best.

"Then how about I don't eat all the wontons and keep one for you? Interesting enough, right? ”

Lu Hao looked at him with a heartache on his face, as if he was not giving up a wonton, but a world.

"This?" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Hao, I have made such a big sacrifice with that face, how can you still be so ruthless, and nodded with a headache.

"Okay, you remember to keep one." In short, it's all in a bowl, and the middle-aged man comforts himself.

"It's pretty much the same, next time I have time to come to the Grand Hotel, I'll cook it myself." Lu Hao's face turned cloudy and sunny in an instant, and he sat upright with a smile.

The wontons were not hot for a long time, Lu Hao looked around, but did not find chopsticks, so he picked up the wontons and drank all the soup in one go, and then he could eat the wontons with his hands.

Lu Hao pinched the wontons one by one and put them in his mouth, and then he saw a pair of chopsticks and picked up a wonton, and in front of his eyes, the wontons were sent into an open mouth.

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but close his eyes, thinking that this wonton was just good, but he didn't expect to find a surprise.

Lu Hao was angry: "You are the director of the branch bureau, how can you rob me of something to eat?" ”

In response, the pair of chopsticks came in again, and another wonton floated away in front of his eyes.

"You dare?" Lu Hao immediately reacted, now is not the time to judge, the most important thing is to keep his wontons.

The two of them immediately started a life-and-death battle, Lu Hao, as a fifth-level chef, has not practiced his cooking skills for many years, his hand speed is fast, and the middle-aged man is the police chief, and his hand speed is also extremely amazing. I saw the sword light and sword shadow, more than a dozen bright lights flashed, and finally, Lu Hao's hand pressed on the middle-aged man's chopsticks.

"What do I see you do?"

Lu Hao said with a cruel smile, and then stretched out his other hand, ready to pinch the wontons, but the middle-aged man immediately abandoned the chopsticks and stepped into the bowl with his hand.

"Huh, what's going on?" The middle-aged man didn't touch the ravioli, his hand just touched the plastic at the bottom of the bowl.

"What's wrong?" Lu Hao listened to this voice and asked suspiciously.

"No ravioli." The middle-aged man said, and then the two looked at each other suddenly, and they stepped forward to take a look.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, there was still the last wonton hidden under the lunch box, and the middle-aged man patted his chest, almost losing the last evidence.

"This can't be eaten, it must be kept as physical evidence." The middle-aged man said righteously. If you ignore his reluctant gaze at the ravioli, this is really a righteous voice.

"Alright, put the physical evidence away." The middle-aged man gently picked up the lunch box, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then closed his eyes, ready to tie the bag.

"I said, let's just keep a plastic bag, and we don't need to keep the wontons." Lu Hao looked at the wonton that was about to disappear, and immediately felt distressed.

Well said! The middle-aged man agreed inwardly, and then shook his head violently.

"You can't eat it, you can't eat it." You are a responsible people's policeman, a middle-aged man silently recites three times in his heart, but the hand on the lunch box does not obey the call and wants to reach in.

"Smack" The middle-aged man slapped his hand, and he couldn't be honest.

"There's only one ravioli, how can the two of us divide it?" When the middle-aged man heard his voice, he immediately wanted to slap himself, what did he say?

Lu Hao's eyes lit up: "Use chopsticks to clamp, half of us." ”

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded violently, picked up the chopsticks and began to hesitate again.

"I'm coming!" Lu Hao grabbed it directly, and the middle-aged man watched the chopsticks in Lu Hao's hand, and thought desperately: I'm sorry for the people, I'm sorry for the party. But.

"Your portion is not evenly divided at all, your piece is big." The middle-aged man roared angrily.

Lu Hao quickly picked up half of himself and stuffed it into his mouth, and was confident: "How come?" It's the same, okay, the wontons are that small. ”

I'm sorry for the people, I'm sorry for the party, the middle-aged man thought desperately, and threw the last half of the physical evidence into his mouth.

Lin Zhi and the others were waiting outside, Lin Zhi sat on the chair, looking at the time from time to time, Wei Cheng was still waiting for him to go back, why did Lu Hao go in for so long?

Fan Zhe touched his stomach with a satisfied face, looking like a prospective pregnant woman looking forward to the birth of a child, Lin Zhi trembled, how could he think like this.

Qin Yan's expression was indifferent, and he sat generously and upright, unable to see the anger in his heart at all: Why haven't you come out yet, my wontons are cold?