Chapter 11: The Cook
"The chef is still in the kitchen?" Gao Feng asked rhetorically. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Yun'er nodded and replied, "You should still be preparing the materials for tomorrow's breakfast in the kitchen, do you need me to call him over?" ”
"No need. You're busy, too, so we'll just go over by ourselves. "Gao Feng replied.
"Okay then." Yun'er replied softly, told Gao Feng the specific route to the kitchen, and then left the lobby.
Zhang Nan had been staying in the restaurant with other people before, so he didn't have any knowledge of the progress of the case, so he took this opportunity to ask in a low voice: "How is it, have you determined who the murderer is?" ”
Xiao Yue shook her head and whispered: "Judging from the current situation, Uncle Lin was inspecting the villa at the time of the crime, Yun'er and the chef were in the kitchen preparing dinner for everyone, and all three of them had alibi evidence. On the contrary, reporter Chen Jing, doctor Yang Guoqing, lawyer Hu Jun and drunkard Pan Dapeng all said that they were in their rooms at the time, but no one could prove it. ”
"So the murderer is hidden among the four people: reporters, doctors, lawyers, and drunkards?" Zhang Nan asked.
Xiao Yue responded: "It should be." Except for the four who did not have an alibi, there was something suspicious about each of them. ”
"For example?" Zhang Nan asked.
"For example, the deceased had gone to Chen Jing's room before he was killed, and there was a dispute with Chen Jing, and Chen Jing even threatened to kill the deceased; Doctor Yang Guoqing was once deceived by the deceased of millions; There is also a conflict between the drunkard and the deceased; Lawyer Hu Jun, who lived next door to the deceased, said he had not heard anything at the time of the incident. In short, all four had a motive to kill. The most important thing is that they are all deliberately withholding an important piece of information. Xiao Yue said in one breath.
"What's the important information?" Zhang Nan asked.
Xiao Yue glanced at Gao Feng, who was walking in front, and said in a low voice: "Before the deceased died, he wrote the word 'beauty' in blood on the ground, which should be an important clue to help us find the murderer." When we asked what this word meant, we said we didn't know. However, all four of them behaved very unnaturally, obviously hiding something. ”
"Beautiful ......" Zhang Nan muttered in a low voice, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Does she want to write about beautiful women, and among the four, only Chen Jing is a woman, she is the murderer of the deceased!" ”
"If Chen Jing is the murderer, then why didn't the deceased write the word 'Chen' or 'Jing'?" Xiao Yue glanced at Zhang Nan.
Zhang Nan couldn't figure it out either, patted his head with his hand, caught up with Gao Feng and said: "Miss Yun'er was with the chef at the time of the crime, he can't be the murderer." I don't think there's any need to waste time in the kitchen, but to keep an eye on those four suspicious guys! ”
Gao Feng's footsteps stopped slightly, glanced back at Zhang Nan and said: "At the time of the incident, Yun'er and the chef were just Yun'er's words, we have to go to the chef to confirm it." In addition......"
"What else?" Zhang Nan asked.
"Murder weapon, why do you think the murderer took the murder weapon after killing the deceased?" Gao Feng asked.
"Nonsense, if he doesn't take the murder weapon, won't he leave us a clue to arrest him?" Zhang Nan said.
Gao Feng smiled slightly: "That's right, the murderer took the murder weapon because he was worried that we would find him with the murder weapon." ”
Zhang Nan frowned slightly, stared at Gao Feng and said, "I still don't understand, what does this have to do with us going to see the chef?" ”
"The murderer's murder was premeditated, or it may have been improvised. Whatever it may be, it was a knife that killed the dead, and which is the most likely place to find a knife here? Gao Feng asked rhetorically.
"Kitchen!" Xiao Yue exclaimed excitedly, and then said, "That's right, judging from the wounds of the deceased, it is very likely that he died under a Western-style kitchen knife!" ”
Zhang Nan immediately glanced at Xiao Yue and said, "Beauty, where are we now?" Heights! What was the dish you had tonight? Standard Chinese cuisine! Do you think a chef who cooks Chinese food will use a Western kitchen knife? ”
Generally speaking, there is only one large board of kitchen knives in Chinese kitchens, which can handle both cutting vegetables and meat, rather than using a wide variety of knives like Western chefs.
"How can you know if you don't go and see?" Xiao Yue rolled her eyes back, and then asked Gao Feng, "Do you suspect that the murderer is a chef?" ”
"If it is confirmed that the knife that killed the deceased belonged to the kitchen, then just find out who has been to the kitchen is the murderer we are looking for." Peak Return.
"Understood." Xiao Yue nodded vigorously.
The smell of meat wafted from the kitchen, and a large cauldron was placed on the fire.
The light in the kitchen was on, but there was no one to see.
"Looks like the chef isn't here." Zhang Nan said that he felt that this trip was in vain, and it was a complete waste of time.
Gao Feng didn't speak, but walked directly to the desk, on which were all kinds of knives.
"Look, it's a Western knife!" Xiao Yue exclaimed excitedly.
Zhang Nan was a little dumbfounded.
"There's a knife missing!" Xiao Yue stared at a row of Western knives and shouted, there was obviously a kitchen knife missing in the middle, and judging from the order of the size of the knives, it just matched the wound on the deceased's body.
"Bang."
There was a soft thud, and then darkness ensued.
There was a power outage.
Almost instantaneously at the power outage, a sound of footsteps came from the kitchen door.
"Boom!" A muffled thunder accompanied by lightning.
A figure with a bloodstained kitchen knife in his hand appeared in front of everyone.
"Ahh A scream came.
Zhang Nan hid behind Gao Feng in fright.
Gao Feng took out his phone and turned on the lighting.
Only then did I see a man in a raincoat standing at the kitchen door, holding a knife in his right hand and a large rooster with a severed neck in his left hand.
"You're the chef at the lodge?" Gao Feng asked.
"That's right, I'm Dong Ruifeng, the chef here." The man said as he put down the hat of his raincoat.
An emaciated face appeared in front of everyone, with a two-centimeter-long scar on the right side of his forehead.
He looked like a big boy.
"You're here today, aren't you?" Dong Ruifeng showed a green smile on his face, and said while walking towards the three of them, "The villa has not been officially put into use, and it uses a temporary power supply, and it often trips. Coupled with the fact that it was raining so hard today, I thought it must have been a short circuit, and I will fix it in a while. ”
Gao Feng glanced at the knife in the chef's hand, which happened to be the missing one on the desk.
"It's raining so hard that you still go out to kill chickens?" Gao Feng asked.
Dong Ruifeng smiled bitterly and said: "I am the only chef here, I have to do everything myself and prepare in advance, otherwise I will be in a hurry when cooking." As he spoke, he turned on the water tap and washed the blood-stained kitchen knife.