Chapter 247: The Cause of All

Dong Nanbei was locked in the interrogation room, waiting for interrogation at the moment, and so did they.

Wu Ziyu took the corpse over for an autopsy, although it was of little significance, but it still had to be autopsied.

There are a total of four deceased people in this case, and no matter what, it is to give an explanation to the deceased. Wu Ziyu felt that she had seen a lot of strange ways of death in this case. The deaths of these people were caused by such a person, and this person's imagination is really amazing. Of course, Wu Ziyu felt even more scared, this person's thoughts were all used to kill people, what kind of existence was this person?

Ling Xiyan's face, Wu Ziyu also saw it, he didn't even dare to talk to Ling Xiyan. This case happened very undeservedly, Wu Ziyu knew that Ling Xiyan felt very uncomfortable, and it was her regret that she didn't save anyone.

But even so, Wu Ziyu felt that this matter had nothing to do with Ling Xiyan.

If you want to blame this thing, you can only blame it on too many people in this world, and their psychology is distorted.

Ling Xiyan herself is right, she also hopes that this world will be better, she doesn't have any mistakes.

This time's mistake did not belong to Ling Xiyan at all, but to the two people who were staring at him.

While conducting an autopsy, Wu Ziyu thought about it, and when the case was over in a while, he would invite him to dinner, and take Ling Xiyan to relax. This case is over, and no matter what, people can't always feel so guilty.

At this moment, Ling Xiyan didn't know Wu Ziyu's kindness, but sat opposite Dong Nanbei.

Dong Nanbei also seemed to be relieved, since he thought so, why did he do it at that time?

The entire interrogation room was silent for almost ten minutes, and no one spoke or moved much.

Dong Nanbei didn't have any pressure, not that he didn't feel guilty, but that he felt that his fate had come.

"I know what you're asking, and I know you're curious why I'm doing this. Actually, I was very curious, and I asked why I would do this? I'm just real, I don't think I can live anymore. ”

When Dong Nanbei said this, he paused and sighed slightly, looking very helpless.

Ling Xiyan looked at Dong Nanbei sternly: "You do such a thing, you still feel helpless?" ”

"Since I feel helpless, I shouldn't have done such a cruel thing in the first place."

Chen Qing tugged at Ling Xiyan's sleeve so that she could calm down: "Tell me what's going on." ”

Dong Nanbei glanced at Ling Xiyan and explained in detail how he killed people and why he killed people. In fact, this was not originally a thing worth caring about, but it inexplicably evolved into a big event.

At the beginning, just as Ling Xiyan thought, Dong Nanbei met the first deceased, Hu Changyong.

"At that time, I was still cooking Sichuan food in a big restaurant, and they all said that my cooking tasted good, and I thought so."

Dong Nanbei chuckled: "For a chef, the best compliment is that the guests have eaten all your dishes." ”

"But how did that man do it? He didn't even move much of my dishes. ”

As soon as he said this, Dong Nanbei seemed to be very angry, Hu Changyong didn't eat much of the dishes made by Dong Nanbei, and that's it. Everyone's tastes are different, and everyone has something they like or don't like.

Even if you don't like something, it's probably just a matter of taste, not necessarily a chef's problem.

But this person not only didn't eat much, but even called Dong Nanbei over and scolded him.

Dong Nanbei's face was very bad: "At that time, this person actually said that I couldn't cook?" He can cook and cook himself? ”

"I also said that pigs won't eat the food I cook, and many people heard this at the time, and everyone's face was not good."

Yang Xiao frowned: "Even if you think that his words are too heavy, there is no need to do this, right?" ”

Dong Nanbei slowly calmed down his heart: "At the beginning, I didn't care much about sleeping, I know that every guest has his own thoughts. We are also very easy to meet such picky guests. ”

Speaking of picky guests, Dong Nanbei has been a chef for so many years, how can he not meet a few?

Dong Nanbei let out a sigh: "I didn't care at first, but this person has always come." ”

"Every time, I order several, my specialty dish, and then call me over to scold, how ugly it is."

"Even in front of many guests, he showed no mercy at all, saying that he felt it was wrong to come here."

Dong Nanbei was indignant: "If he thinks so, he shouldn't come over at the beginning, he always comes, he always asks me to cook, and when he eats, he feels uncomfortable, and he starts scolding me again." I'm here to be a chef, but I'm not a chef for him alone, so why should I be so insulted by him? Later, I resigned, and I thought that I would always be able to avoid this person more, and there would be no problem, but there was a second picky person. ”

Dong Nanbei sighed: "At first, it was easy for people to accept and give themselves opinions, but slowly, it may not be easy to accept such criticism. More and more people started to trouble me, and everywhere I went, there were people to pick and choose. ”

Dong Nanbei has changed a lot of jobs, and he has also thought about it over the years, is his craft really bad?

Why is it that no matter where you go, there are always people who find fault with themselves? Just don't let yourself continue?

For Dong Nanbei, cooking is his everything, and if he can't cook, he will lose everything.

At the beginning, Dong Nanbei also insisted, he felt that no matter who he was taught a lesson, he just needed to cook.

But until a few months ago, when he left the last place, until that day everything changed.

Dong Nanbei's tone was filled with deep sadness: "I never knew that my hands would tremble when I held a kitchen knife, what does that mean, do you know?" It's like you can't shoot anymore, and it's all over for me. ”

Even when Dong Nanbei was caught the most, he was indifferent, but now he is crying.

Ling Xiyan didn't feel anything, because it had nothing to do with the death of this group of people.

If Dong Nanbei really thinks that such an approach will give him any gains, then it is really a big mistake.

Ling Xiyan looked at Dong Nanbei seriously: "Do you think that after you have done all this, you can still pick up a kitchen knife?" ”