Chapter 5 The Many Possibilities of Deep-Fried Pork Ribs

It was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to the police station, Su San found that nothing seemed to have been done this afternoon, and he followed out of the scene but did not take any valuable photos of the scene, those corpses were ordered not to be photographed, and he didn't know anything about the case, this Inspector Luo is really hard to talk to. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As soon as I followed into the hall of the police station, I heard an internal staff ask: "Which one is the reporter of the Shenjiang Evening News?" The telephone number of the newspaper office. ā€

"Thank you." Su San hurriedly took the phone, "Director Li, yes, I will go to the scene in the afternoon." ā€

"How? Got a big case? Then we have to grab the scoop, haha, a good thing, a great thing. ā€

"But that Inspector Luo said that he couldn't report casually, and he wasn't allowed to take photos." Su San didn't care about Luo Yin's presence at all, and was straightforward.

"And this? I have to talk to them, although we want to focus on them, but we also have to eat at the evening newspaper, how can this be done, you wait. ā€

Su San put down the phone, and Luo Yin snorted coldly in his nose. Su San didn't show weakness, and snorted heavily. Luo Yin shook and said, "What to eat?" ā€

As he spoke, he walked to his office.

After a while, the call came again.

"That, Xiao Su, the police station did the right thing, and people are also disciplined."

"But Director, how are we going to write our extras?"

"You can use today's case as a clue and write a series. Don't take a photo or anything, well, it's always okay to beat the side drum, right? Hehe, you just listen to Inspector Luo's words for everything. ā€

"But the director ......" Su San really didn't understand what he meant, while he wanted to write something by himself, and at the same time he had to listen to Inspector Luo, left and right are his reasoning, how can there be such a thing.

"There's nothing, why are you so dead-eyed, you just listen to what the police station says, don't talk to people, but we also have to write outside the number. I highly recommend you in front of the president, so don't make it difficult for me. ā€

Su San didn't know how conceiving Director Li's attitude was, but she knew that this person was the most capable of flattering and bullying, and suddenly became like this, he must have communicated with the police and was suppressed, it seems that Inspector Luo is still really tough enough, thinking of this, Su San decided to adjust his strategy, he hates his boss and can't afford to provoke others, and a little person like himself is better to do things honestly.

"What did your director say?" Luo Yin suddenly came out of the office and asked,

Su San took a deep breath and remained calm: "Everything is arranged by Inspector Luo. ā€

"Hmph, count him as acquaintances"

The other party snorted coldly in his nose again. Su San wanted to ask him: Do you have rhinitis or a cold, you always snort like this, isn't your nose uncomfortable?

But she can't do that, it's just a job that doesn't make it hard to compete with people. Luo Yin walked out and snapped his fingers: "Brothers, go to the dining room, Miss Reporter, and taste the food at our police station." ā€œ

As soon as the team members walked to the door of the dining room, they smelled the aroma of meat. It turned out that the welfare of the city's police station was not bad, and the police officers could eat two meals here, which saved the family a lot of money.

Xiao Wu's face immediately turned pale and stopped.

"What's wrong?"

A policeman laughed shyly and stopped Xiao Wu.

"I ...... I'm not hungry. ā€

Xiao Wu turned around and was about to run.

"Hey, this reporter friend followed us all afternoon, how can we not be hungry, we don't eat when we come here, we are so afraid."

The little policeman grinned and grabbed Xiao Wu's arm.

"Yes, yes, we are really afraid of the knife and pen in the hands of reporters, so we must invite you to eat well."

Another policeman followed and heckled.

"I'm really not hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm just an operator, and what is outside the manuscript number has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Wu struggled away and fled.

The two policemen set their eyes on Su San, and their eyes were full of schadenfreude for watching the show.

Su Sancai didn't want them to look flat, straightened his waist and stood up straight, with a righteous and awe-inspiring face: "Of course I want to taste the good food of your land." ā€

At this time, Luo Yin, who had already walked into the dining room, turned around and suddenly smiled strangely: "You have thought about it." ā€

I'm not afraid.

Su San was bold and strode into the restaurant.

Someone has already made a meal, and he shouted: "Braised pork ribs, cold shredded chicken, hard dishes." ā€

"Haha, these ribs are still fried."

A little policeman grinned and shouted, "Boss, you look a bit like us today." ā€

Luo Yin looked at it and nodded: "Well, it's still very fragrant." ā€

The smell of meat is everywhere here!

At this time, Su Sanning hoped to be a vegetarian today.

Thinking of the corpse in the oil-paper bag, Su San endured his nausea, but now, the smell of this meat is too impressive.

"Ah, Miss Su is here."

Miao Yi had already finished cooking, and when he saw them coming, he pointed to Su San and the master to say hello. He looked behind Su San and asked, "Isn't there another Mr. Reporter?" ā€

Su San explained: "He has something to do, so he won't eat here." ā€

The police officer behind him giggled, and Su San didn't listen or look at such malice.

When it was Su San's turn, she smiled at the master and said, "Vegetarian, thank you." ā€

The master thought that the current fashionable ladies all wanted to be slim, so he served her cabbage sum and bean sprouts. Su San sat down with a dinner plate, and police officer Miao Yi sat at a table with her, watching her eat only vegetarian dishes, and asked with concern: "Miss reporter, don't deliberately lose weight, I'm busy all afternoon today, eat something good." ā€

Without waiting for Su San to reply, suddenly a plate of pork ribs was poured into her plate.

Su San screamed, looked up, and faced Luo Yin's serious face.

Su San suppressed the roar in his heart: "Inspector Luo, ...... are you?"

"Miss Su, health is the most important, don't learn from those fashionable ladies, come and eat more meat."

Luo Yin's tone was full of concern, and Miao Yi couldn't help but nod and said, "Yes, yes, our leader is very concerned about everyone. ā€

"I'm a vegetarian!" Su San gritted his teeth in reply.

"Huh? Really vegetarian? Could it be that you believe in Buddhism? Luo Yin patted his forehead: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, or you can pick out the ribs and give them to me." ā€

Su San could only pick out the ribs, but all the vegetarian dishes were stained with the taste of ribs, and the fried and braised ribs were fragrant in the eyes of others, but Su San was always worried that he would vomit them.

Luo Yin sat across from her and gulped down as if nothing had happened.

Su San was really angry, so he pointed to the ribs and said, "Inspector Luo, in fact, I have a very smart nose and can smell many things that others can't feel. ā€

Luo Yin deliberately took a bite of the ribs and chewed them tastefully, and motioned for her to continue with his eyes.

Su San stared at him and said slowly: "Actually, the fried meat piece just now should have been marinated with starch and five-spice powder before frying. ā€

Miao Yizheng put the ribs in his mouth, was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and asked hesitantly, "Miss Su, are you ...... Are you talking about the ribs here or those ......"

Luo Yin was still eating nonchalantly, muttering: "Okay, you are so godly, Bei Bei can retire." ā€

Hearing this, a few of the small police officers on the side laughed secretly. Miao smiled and grinned, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, eat!" Don't talk about business. ā€

Su San guessed that Bei Bei might be a police dog, and she was not angry, and continued: "This rib was also fried before it was braised in the red. Before frying, it was naturally pickled, starch, five-spice powder, egg white, does Sergeant Luo know what egg whites are used for? ā€

"What?"

"It seems that Inspector Luo is not very good at cooking." Su San pointed to the ribs on his plate and said, "The function of egg whites is to keep the meat tender and tender, I don't know if you have noticed that those raw meat slices are also very thinly cut." ā€

Luo Yin couldn't help but nodded, Miao Yi was just following Luo Yin to tease Su San, but at this moment, when he heard Su Sanyun say it lightly, he was extremely surprised, and stared at Su San with wide eyes.

"The slices of meat are very thin and professionally cut, but the cuts of meat and some of the ribs leak egg whites during the marinating process, so why don't you care about the texture? It's kind of weird. ā€

"You mean that the human flesh was just cooked, but the murderer just enjoyed the pleasure of the cooking process, not to eat it."

"Yes, exactly."

Su San felt that this person still had two brushes.

"You think these raw slices of meat are thinly sliced and the knife is very good, so you can conclude that this person must be very good at cooking, right?

"Isn't it?"

"People who are good at knives are not necessarily good at cooking, they may have multiple hobbies. Well, because you didn't add egg whites to the marinated pieces of meat, you must have concluded that he wasn't in it for the taste. ā€

Hearing this, Miao covered his mouth, stood up and turned around and ran.

A police officer smiled and said, "Miao Yi, you haven't finished eating yet!" ā€

Several other police officers laughed, and at the same time looked at Su San with interest. They couldn't have imagined that this female reporter, who looked soft and weak, could talk about this kind of thing at the dinner table with all her might, and she wanted to scare and scare her just now.

"What does Inspector Luo think?"

"The remaining parts of the body have not been found, and the forensic results have not come out, so I dare not conclude anything. Just feel like there's a hole in your idea. ā€

"Oh? I would like to hear about it. ā€

Su San felt that his judgment was very thorough, and he didn't know where the loopholes were.

"First of all, a person with good sword skills ......"

"Oh, you're saying that people who are good at knives aren't necessarily cooks, but they can be surgeons or butchers or something, right?"

Su San asked like this, but he was a little disdainful in his heart, this kind of thought is not surprising that normal people would think of it.

"You don't have to slander, you can just say your grievances." Luo Yin sandwiched another piece of pork ribs: "Do you think that if you don't add egg whites to marinate, you don't want to eat them, so can this person be allergic to egg whites and don't like eggs, or maybe there are no eggs in the refrigerator?" ā€

Su San was stunned by what he said: "But, what is the taste......?"

"It's also possible that it wasn't a single person who committed the crime, one person cut the meat and one person was responsible for frying."

Luo Yin spit a piece of bone into the paper perfectly, and nodded with satisfaction: "Sure enough, the meat marinated in egg whites is tender, Miss Su is really unpleasant." ā€

Without waiting for Su San to answer, he said to himself: "In short, there are too many possibilities in a case. ā€

Su San nodded: "Sure enough, it's a detective." ā€

But he sneered in his heart: You are an expert in solving cases, of course you are professional.