"We were completely panicked and hid to the side, afraid of being affected by him. Then he stumbled all the way outside. The man pointed to the corridor behind Wang Shen, his eyes still tinged with the horror of memory. Wang Shen nodded, took a look at his surroundings, and found the heavy glove under the dining table.

Wang Shen touched his pocket and found that he had forgotten to bring plastic gloves. There was no way, Wang Shen tore off a piece of paper from his notebook, wrapped the glove in the paper, and held the glove in his hand. Wang Shen carefully observed the glove, then sniffed it close to his nose.

"I have a question for you." Wang Shen took his gaze off his gloves and looked at the man who had just spoken.

The man looked at Wang Shen and nodded.

"Did you smell anything when that waiter came in?"

"Taste?" The man frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then showed a look of sudden realization on his face. "By the way, they said it at first." The man glanced at the two ladies sitting next to him and continued, "When the waiter came in, we smelled a pungent smell. ”

"You smell it, is that what it smells like?" Wang Shen moved his gloves closer to the man's nose.

When the man smelled it, he immediately covered his nose. "That's right, that's what it tastes like."

Wang Shen took the gloves away and nodded. The smell left on the gloves was still very strong, and this smell was the same as the smell left by the waiter when he passed by Wang Shen's table. Wang Shen is not unfamiliar with this smell, in fact, most people can find it when they smell it a little, it is the smell of gasoline.

"At the time, we thought it was strange how there was such a strong smell of gasoline." The man interrupted Wang Shen's thoughts and continued to add. "Later, we thought that the flaming chicken might use this thing, and it wasn't necessarily gasoline, but we didn't expect this to happen."

Wang Shen nodded. The smell left on the gloves was still much lighter than when the waiter passed by Wang Shen's side. Based on the man's description, Wang Shen speculated that the waiter's body should have been poured with gasoline. No, it may not be particularly accurate to say that. Wang Shen guessed that the waiter's clothes must have been soaked in gasoline and dried. However, this presents a big problem. Wang Shen They can all smell the strong smell of gasoline, why can't that waiter smell it? Normal people who smell such a strong smell of gasoline generally do not wear it on their bodies, or will be suspicious. Moreover, how could this waiter dare to wear such clothes knowing that he was going to come into contact with open flames?

According to these clues, either the waiter was abnormal, or someone had somehow made him wear this dress. The possibility of these two explanations corresponds to nothing more than suicide and homicide. Thinking of this, Wang Shen's head ached faintly, and he pinched his temples fiercely. Wang Shen originally had a meal at this restaurant with peace of mind, and then prepared to ask the restaurant manager Han Lin about Han Mo, but he didn't expect to encounter such a tricky case again.

Isn't there a chance that it will be accidental? Wang Shen asked himself such a question in his heart, and then immediately denied his own thoughts. There would be no accident without gasoline on clothes and gloves. And so much gasoline is impossible to accidentally run on your own clothes and gloves. So this burning incident is by no means an accident. However, who is a waiter who has a deep hatred for him, and has to use such cruel means to put him to death? The answer to this can only be known through the investigation of the network.

"As the parties to the incident, you need to go to the police station with my colleagues to make a record."

"Huh? Still going to the police station? After listening to Wang Shen's words, the man stood up from his chair in surprise.

Wang Shen immediately waved his hand and comforted: "This is just our routine, I hope you can cooperate and understand." Rest assured, nothing is wrong. I would like to thank you in advance for your cooperation. ”

After listening to this, the man's mood relaxed a little.

Wang Shen took out his mobile phone, dialed the number of the police station, asked the police station to send some people, and immediately contacted the local hospital in charge of first aid. After making the call, Wang Shen walked to the scene of the crime. Wang Shen saw Liang Zichen asking the restaurant manager Han Lin about the relevant questions.

"How's it going?" Wang Shen walked to Liang Zichen's side, glanced at Han Lin, and then looked at Liang Zichen and asked.

"I basically asked all the questions I could." Liang Zichen also took his gaze away from Han Lin's body and answered Wang Shen's question. Liang Zichen followed Wang Shen to the location of the box, avoiding the noisy crowd around him.

"Did you find anything?" Wang Shen looked at Liang Zichen and asked.

Unexpectedly, Liang Zichen shook his head. "Based on the statement of the restaurant manager, I learned only the most basic information. The deceased was an employee of this restaurant, a migrant worker, his name was Xu Cheng, everyone called him Ah Cheng, and he had been working for some years. ”

"Wait, what do you call him?" Wang Shen suddenly interrupted Liang Zichen's words and asked rhetorically.

"Ah Cheng." Liang Zichen looked at Wang Shen with a puzzled face.

"Ah Cheng...... Ah Cheng ...... "Wang Shen gently recited the waiter's name twice. After a few seconds, Wang Shen's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately took his record book out of his pocket again. Wang Shen quickly flipped through the notebook at hand. "Ah Cheng...... Ah Cheng ......" Wang Shen flipped over, and his mouth kept silently reciting the name. "There you have, here." Wang Shen stared at the words "Ah Cheng" written in his notebook.

Wang Shen completely recalled that this Ah Cheng was the one who delivered food to Han Mo on the night of Han Mo's death. The person who died this time turned out to be related to Han Mo again. Wang Shen stared at the handwriting on the notebook, glanced at the person lying on the ground from a distance, and a not very good premonition came to his heart.

"What else? What else did you find? Wang Shen closed his notebook, looked at Liang Zichen and continued to ask.

According to the restaurant manager, everyone's evaluation of Ah Cheng was quite good in the past. But in the past two years, his work attitude has always been very domineering, and he has repeatedly made mistakes. But strangely, he was rarely punished, and he has risen through the ranks in recent years. He now earns the highest amount of money outside of management. In addition, his job is getting easier and easier, and since last month, he has only been in charge of the flaming chicken dish full-time. I think the reason for this is strange. ”

"Strange, what's strange about you?" Wang Shen frowned slightly, waiting for Liang Zichen's answer.

"The first is that the change in state before and after is strange. There must be a reason why a person who used to be treated as a man has suddenly become domineering. And for an alien population like him, who has no power or power here, he should do his duty according to common sense, why is he so arrogant? As far as I know, none of his colleagues in the store have a very good opinion of him. Liang Zichen paused, frowned slightly and began to think about the reason.