"Cold, chills, noisy, it's all children's cries, no, it's too noisy, I hate bear children the most, I need to go out. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lin Sheng covered his ears, in this Malatang shop, there were children's cries everywhere, they would only cry, they would only cry!

The remaining three immediately looked at Wu Lun.

"I'm fine, I can't see anything, I can only feel the thick yin energy in it." Wu Lun raised his hand and said loudly: "Boss, four portions of Malatang." ”

"Okay, fifty a serving!"

"I'll wipe it!" Wu Lun was furious and sold for 200 yuan.

"Everyone, please wait." The one who came out to collect the money was a man, very thin, with a gentle smile on his face all the time.

"Boss, the sound in your store is so hot, and Malatang is so expensive."

"You don't understand this, our store's spicy tang and soup dumplings are passed down from the ancestors, and the spicy bone broth, ingredients, and the production process and selection of ingredients for soup dumplings are all very particular." The man deserves to open the door to do business, and his smile makes people feel very comfortable: "So although what I sell here is a bit expensive, it is worth the money, you can taste it later, if it is not delicious, I will give you a refund." ”

"Haha, boss, just say this to you, it's worth the money!" Wu Lun laughed, others are five big and three coarse, and the first feeling is that they are bold.

"Yo, thank you in advance." The boss took the money and left with a smile.

"So, it's just the two of them." Manhua lowered her head to play with her phone, and her voice seemed to hum.

"Well, eight or nine is not far from ten." Wu Lun's eyes gently drifted to the deepest part of the store and nodded.

Zhao Qi followed his gaze and saw a crimson door blocked by a refrigerator.

The door is very old-fashioned, and there are three refrigerators in front of it, and all three refrigerators are for sale Coke, Sprite, beer and other drinks, which is enough to show that the business of the store is very hot.

"I saw a dozen pairs of eyes, right in that door." Wu Lun sat in his seat and waited for Malatang: "Luo Zheng, this first supernatural event depends on you." ”

Zhao Qi nodded: "Okay, when the test results come out, I will call someone to come here to check." ”

Since Lin Sheng and Wu Lun both said so, then there are indeed many people who died here.

Zhao Qi himself can't see ghosts, nor can he hear the sound of ghosts, the only thing he can feel is that the temperature here is not the same as the normal temperature of the air conditioner.

Zhao Qi thought for a moment, he got up and walked towards the crimson door hidden by the refrigerator.

"Luo Zheng?"

"What drinks do you drink?"

"I... Beer bar. Wu Lun said.

"I don't like drinks, thank you." Manhua refused to ask for a drink.

"Me too." Sun Jiang also refused.

Zhao Qi nodded, he walked to the side of the refrigerator, and from the inside of the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke and a bottle of beer.

Ice, freezing cold.

This kind of ice is not frozen in the refrigerator, but cold from the heart. It's as if someone is eyeing Zhao Qi.

"Ghost ......"

Waiting for a meal is a very boring thing, but fortunately, cooking in this store is still very fast, Zhao Qi and others waited for more than 20 minutes, and four steaming spicy hot dishes were served.

Fragrant, very fragrant.

The unique flavor of Malatang, combined with the boiling bone broth, makes people feel hungry when they smell it.

Manhua's eyes narrowed into a peach, and her face was full of intoxication: "This smell is really fragrant." ”

"You taste it." Sun Jiang looked at Malatang and took a deep breath: "It's really fragrant, I can't help but want to eat it." ”

Zhao Qi gently held the spicy bowl with his hand, and the moment he got it, Zhao Qi's expression moved.

This bowl is cold to the hand, but the spicy tang has just come out of the pot, and there is a hot mist on it.

"Yes, this spicy hot is made of human flesh." Wu Lun said, he picked out the spicy tang with chopsticks, and found that almost all of the spicy tang was vegetables.

"Well, the eyes of the group behind the door are constantly moving, as if they are angry." Wu Lun casually flipped Malatang, and he finally found blood in Malatang.

"Is it a blood clot? Blood clots made from human blood? Wu Lun stopped flipping, he glanced left and right, and asked, "This is it, let's pack the Malatang and take it away." ”

"Okay."

"Boss, it's too late, let's pack and take away." Wu Lun said with a smile: "Boss, there are too many people here, and the business is too full, I just tasted it, and the taste is really delicious." ”

Wu Lun looked satisfied: "It's just that the most regrettable thing is that I am about to go to work, so I can only take it away." ”

"Haha, I'll just say, there's a bag over there, it's delicious."

"Okay boss, give, it's the drink money." Wu Lun put the seven yuan on the table, he used the bag, took Malatang, and left the store with Zhao Qi and others.

"Where's Malatang?"

"Throw it away, or send it for inspection."

"Yes."

..........

That night, Zhao Qi received news that the buns he sent were found to have poppy husks.

At the same time, in the spicy tang sent by Zhao Qi, there are also poppy husks.

"Wu Lun, I got the news that they are using poppy husks for seasoning."

"Can you arrest it?"

"I'll try."

......

Ten minutes later, Zhao Qi hung up the phone and shook his head: "That sister and brother have someone on their heads, they are very filial, they will send a lot of money to their heads every day, and they don't use much poppy husks, so no one has trouble them for so long." ”

"In other words, you can't rely on the power of police X?"

"No, it's just that someone will notify them when they go out." Zhao Qi shook his head: "I am a rich second generation, not an official second generation." ”

"Well, that's a bit of a problem."

"I'll take a look at the information about the missing children."

"Well, Lin Sheng, how old are the group of children you listened to?"

"Three or four years old. The child's crying is louder, the kind that is almost impossible to communicate. ”

"At the age of three or four, there have been seventy-two cases of the loss of three or four-year-old children in Pingnan in the past 18 years, about four or five per year."

"Well, four or five a year, it's not obvious at all." Wu Lun said: "I saw more than a dozen pairs of eyes in that store, and they should have killed a dozen children. ”

"Lost their conscience, why do they kill children and make adult meat soup dumplings?" Manhua's eyes widened.

"Hell knows."

"How to fix it?"

"Make trouble, go tomorrow, Luo Zheng, you go and get a doctor's diagnosis, just say that you ate their food yesterday and ate bad stomach. We're going to make trouble. Wu Lun shouted in a loud voice: "We just need to open the door behind their refrigerator, and everything will be OK." ”

"No, the refrigerator is blocked by the door."