I looked at her attitude, and then thought of Xiao Zhang's delicate face and the charming muscular lines under his vest, and I couldn't help but have a trace of doubt about them.

Could it be these two people......

I shook my head, thinking that this should not have much to do with the current situation that needs to be understood, and it is better not to think wildly for the time being, so as not to disrupt my train of thought.

Hou Li quickly prepared the noodles, and then brought them out. After she went out, I stayed in the kitchen and looked at the kitchen trash can.

Well, there's a lot of trash left that hasn't been taken out to clean up, and it looks like it should be the meal they had in the house last night.

I stretched out my wrist again to look at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, but Hou Yong still didn't get up. I walked out of the kitchen again and knocked on the door of Hou Yong's bedroom again.

Still no one responded to me. Doubts suddenly rose in my heart, and I felt a hint of foreboding.

I walked out and saw Ouyang Qian just about to pick up Hou Li's cooked noodles and eat.

"Ahem!" I coughed loudly a few times, and then shouted, "Xiao Qian! ”

Ouyang Qian was so frightened by me that she almost threw away the bowl in her hand.

"What are you doing! Team Shao, you are really strange today, you asked Sister Hou to cook noodles again, and you deliberately scared me after cooking, do you hate me! "Her face turned red with me.

I laughed bitterly, but now facing Hou Li, I really didn't know how to explain it to her, so I had to forcibly divert the topic: "That, Hou Li, why hasn't Hou Yong gotten up yet, I just knocked on his door again, and no one pays attention to me." ”

Hou Li's expression also showed a hint of doubt, then she got up from the sofa, walked to Hou Yong's door and knocked on the door and shouted, "Brother, get up soon!" The two police officers I told you about yesterday are coming for you today! ”

Still no one responded.

Hou Li pulled the doorknob and found that the door had been locked from the inside. I motioned for Hou Li to stand aside, then lifted my foot and kicked it hard at the lock. The door didn't move, I followed with two feet, three feet......

Just as I was about to kick my fourth kick, the door suddenly opened.

"What are you doing...... It's so crazy so early in the morning? Still don't let people sleep? A man in only his underwear stood in the doorway with an angry face, he opened the door, looking like he had just been woken up, still full of alcohol, and his eyes were bloodshot.

I looked him up and down, and the man in his 40s had already been completely deformed, with a round beer belly protruding outward, and his body was covered in fat; The hair in the middle of his head is almost gone, and only the hair on both sides is still lingering, which is what we usually call the "Mediterranean".

I saw Ouyang Qian, who was standing aside, staring away.

"You are Hou Yong?" I asked unceremoniously.

"Yes, that's me. It's so early in the morning, you two policemen are looking for me, is there anything wrong? He didn't care about his image in the slightest, but swaggered past me, came into the living room, picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, took out one and lit it, and smoked it.

Damn, we've been lying in the room and not making a sound, so scared that we thought something had happened to you. I thought to myself.

"Do you know Jian Honghong?" I asked straight to the point.

"Jian Honghong? I know, I used to be an old friend of mine, and I started a business together, but now I don't have much to do with him except for occasionally going out to drink and surf the Internet. He smoked a cigarette and his expression was very natural, not unusual at all.

I was a little surprised, this person either had a very good concentration and was not nervous at all even if the police came to the door after the killing, or he probably didn't know about it at all.

I decided to ask him what he learned from Xiao Zhang yesterday.

"What were you like the day before yesterday around 5 p.m., where and what were you doing?"

He raised an eyebrow and extinguished the cigarette in his ashtray.

"I ate at 'Lu Kee Xiao Fried', I used to eat there when I was a worker, but now I haven't been there for a long time, and I miss the taste there. What's wrong? He said without any change in expression.

I had a vague feeling that this person's composure was deliberately faked. The clumsy thing about his acting skills is that his performance is too exaggerated.

"Do you know that Jian Honghong died the afternoon before yesterday. At 5:30, he died in the hive Internet café. I said indifferently.

Hearing this, he stood up at once, and said as if he was particularly surprised:

"What? Jian Honghong is dead? ”

I was particularly surprised by his reaction. Could it be that he is really an actor with superb acting skills? It's just that the performance here is a little too pompous.

I looked at him and nodded slowly.

"How did you die?" He sat down slowly, his voice a little quieter.

"Nitrite poisoning. And we suspect that you are very likely to be a suspect. According to an eyewitness, you went to the back kitchen in a restaurant yesterday and said that the chili peppers in your dish were not flavorful enough and wanted to add some chili peppers. Jian Honghong died after eating the takeaway made there during that time. ”

After listening to my words, Hou Yong laughed loudly.

"Hahaha...... Is this what the police are called? Which of those things you just said proves that I am a suspect? What's more, the Hive Internet Café is so far away from 'Lu Ji Xiao Fried', and I won't know which takeaway is Jian Honghong's. ”

I turned my back and said unhurriedly, "Actually, it's not difficult to do this remote control technique. ”

"First of all, the takeaway should not have been ordered by Jian Honghong himself, but by the murderer. The murderer can order a takeout for Jian Honghong first, book a restaurant to make takeout, and then wait at the restaurant. Wait for the escort to arrive here, report the takeout you ordered to the back kitchen, and you're ready to go. ”

"You eat at your seat, and then pretend that you add too little chili in your dish, come to the back kitchen, observe for a while, and when you find that what you are doing at this time is the takeaway you ordered for Jian Honghong, you can add excessive nitrite to the dish while the chef is not paying attention."

"In this way, you sat a few miles away from the Hive Internet café, successfully poisoned Jian Honghong's takeaway, and killed him."

Hou Yong was stunned for a moment, and cold sweat was evident on his forehead. But he still said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth:

"However, if a chef stir-fries a dish, he will only keep his eyes fixed on the dish, how can I guarantee that I will have a chance?"