Chapter 9: Rogue Action (4)

"What's wrong?!" The manager hurriedly asked loudly. But then he asked, and a bad pungent smell made him cover his nose.

The manager hurriedly opened the box door to breathe, but the pungent smell became more and more unpleasant, and the surroundings began to be pitch black!! ”

After saying that, he returned to the box to see how these guests were, although he now wanted to leave the smelly box, but in line with the principle of customer first, he still turned his head back, I have to say that he is really a dedicated manager.

Qian Zhaohui and the others were also smoked, and everyone wanted to go out quickly, but at the moment when they were about to go out, the sound of breaking the air came to their ears.

"Lie down !!" Shi Yan shouted.

Now I don't care about the bad smell, it's important to save my life! The manager also heard the voice, and just as he was at the door, he immediately fled in fright, dedication and life are more important than life.

He also understood that this was the trouble brought by the guests themselves, and what he was thinking about now was how far to run, and the manager also helped them close the door, after all, did he still have to think about other guests......

Customer first!

For a while, the choking smell of smoke became stronger. Qian Zhaohui carefully scanned the box with the only visibility, and finally discovered that the source of the choking smell of smoke was the food delivery truck pushed by the waiter before!!

Smoke is pouring from under the tablecloth of the food delivery truck! And it's getting faster! The whole room was filled with smoke, Qian Zhaohui rushed to the dining car first, he was sure that this was Li Junren's last move, so there must be no danger to his life, he had to throw this damn thing out quickly!

"Director Qian, get down and !!" Shi Yan saw Qian Zhaohui standing up and shouted nervously.

He didn't judge the essence of this time like Qian Zhaohui, but he analyzed the current situation of wiping a sad face, and he must not stand up now, so as not to eat a gun.

As soon as the words fell, Shi Yan immediately felt that something flew in from the window, Shi Yan's eyes were quick to see the direction of the thing flying in through the glimmer of light outside the window, and he shot without hesitation, and the next second, his vision gradually blurred, Shi Yan realized that he was blinded by something, and immediately shouted: "Everyone, close your eyes!! ”

But it was still slow, and everyone's vision began to blur.

"One, two, three, throw !!"

At this time, Ah Bing, who was outside, led people downstairs to fill sacks, and cut a knife on the bag before filling each one.

Ah Bing beckoned his brothers to throw sacks into it, patted the dust on his hands, and said regretfully: "Alas, what a good flour...... It's just a waste of ......."

Ah Bing looked a little distressed, after all, they were all from poor backgrounds, and if they spoiled food, they would be punished by God, but Ye Fei deliberately explained that he used flour, and if he didn't use anything weird, then he could only do it, otherwise Qian Zhaohui and they would have to suffer even more.

If you want to follow Ah Bing's meaning, you can't throw something, you have to use flour?!

Isn't it more stimulating to make lime or something than flour?

Otherwise, it would be some kind of animal blood that would not disgust people to death......

In his opinion, the use of flour is too bad for food......

That's right, but the movements of their hands did not slow down at all, and more than a dozen sacks were thrown into the box by everyone.

"Let's go, we're done!" Ah Bing glanced at his watch and beckoned his brothers to run away, and he was familiar with this kind of hooliganism.

It happened quickly, and everything was completed in no more than a minute, making the people in the box dizzy.

"Smack!"

The originally silent lights turned on, and the scene became a little clearer, although the whole room was still filled with smoke and dust, but they could barely see each other through the light, and now they were covered in flour, like harlequin on the stage.

No one in the room avoided it, and Qian Zhaohui, who has always been decent, is now also embarrassed.

Shi Yan held his breath, tonight he felt like he was punching cotton and couldn't make a move, and he was fighting wits and courage with the air all night.

"Everyone, don't say much, let's go back to the room and take a shower first, it's really a disappointment to eat today's meal." Qian Zhaohui said.

Now he wanted to hurry back and take a shower, but he couldn't bear the smell of smoke washed away from his body because he was too close to the food truck.

Everyone agrees with Qian Zhaohui's words, everyone is a decent person, now this appearance is too **, everyone's face looks unbearable, you have to take a shower to say goodbye to this embarrassing appearance.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the box, and the manager walked in after getting the promise, "A few frightened, someone wants to see you, I don't know if it's inconvenient?" ”

Qian Zhaohui frowned, someone wants to see them? Did you come to see their looks? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "No! Nobody is seen! ”

The others are also gloomy, and now they still have faces? One by one, there is nowhere to clean up and down.

But then another voice came from the manager's side, "This gentleman! Since I'm here, I can't help you if I can't see you!! ”

A figure walked out of the door, wearing the uniform of the patrol room, looking like a detective, and the patrols behind him were gathering more and more here.

As the detective walked in, the patrol behind him also rushed in, Shi Yan wanted to pull out his gun, but he immediately dispelled this idea, although he stayed in the day and came back, but everyone still knew the rules of the concession, don't just drink and patrol and have conflicts.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Cheng He."

Qian Zhaohui replied with a smile: "Qian Zhaohui." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, but seeing that his hand was indeed a little unclean and hesitated, Cheng He didn't mind holding it directly, "Hello." ”

"Is there anything Inspector Cheng has to do?" Qian Zhaohui asked.

"I received a report that there was a shootout at the Chinachem Hotel, so why don't you come here with my brothers, after all, this is my jurisdiction, and I hope that the wife here is peaceful." Cheng He said nonchalantly.

While speaking, he also looked at the embarrassed box, nodded thoughtfully, and said coldly: "Should Mr. Qian give me an explanation?" ”

After speaking, he also looked directly at Qian Zhaohui, no matter how good Qian Zhaohui's temper was, he was angry now, his neck was still full of flour and kept falling into his shirt, how do you see that he is a victim, this detective still has to find himself to explain?