A scream instantly attracted countless onlookers around us, but none of us paid much attention to it.

According to Zhao Xiaotian's words, those who like to watch the excitement are those who have never seen much of the world. A few of us don't say we've seen anything big in the world, but we've seen a lot of strange things, so we're not very interested in the screams over there.

There are two storefronts away from where we are. So a lot of people over there are after the past. Several of us continued to eat our stuff.

But I was soon drawn to a few lines of dialogue.

"Boss, what's going on. What is this? ”

"Well, we don't know. This is definitely not something that we made out of the store, it is definitely a misunderstanding......"

", this can't be the baby casserole porridge that has been circulating recently, I think this looks like a baby's little palm."

A burst of vomiting ...... was heard at the scene.

……

"Boom......" The man's voice was far away from us, and although it was not very loud, it sounded like a rush of thunder to my ears. Begging for a low trumpet.

"......Shh......h

"What's the matter, you want to be sad too?" Zhao Xiaotian said.

I didn't have time to explain what was going on, so I squeezed straight into the crowd. Although Zhao Xiaotian and the others didn't hear what that person said, they also followed me up.

There were so many people that I couldn't squeeze in, so I had to take out my police ID and shout, "Police." Get out of the way, don't gather around here. ”

"Gather around here again and bring you all back to help with the investigation." Zhao Xiaotian also shouted, his shout was obviously much more effective than my voice, and everyone retreated like a tide. Only the boss and a few parties were left around a table at the scene.

The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties, and when he saw us, it was like seeing a savior. Hurriedly complained to us with a sad face: "Officer, this is really not our store's business, our store will never make such a thing, please give us a fair ......"

"This porridge was brought out by your store, we just started to pretend, and we saw such a thing in the pot before we ate a few bites, it wasn't made by your store, could it be made by someone else?" A young man said coldly. There were a few female guests next to him who were vomiting "oh oh".

I glanced at Ah Pu and Chen Ye: "Ah Pu, hurry up and call the people from the local police station to come over, Ye Zi, you dismissed all the people around you and told everyone not to stay here." All the disobedient ones were deducted and brought back to the bureau to invite them to tea! ”

When I said these words, it was very loud, and of course I said it on purpose to the people around me. After all, the more onlookers there are, the faster the situation will spread, and if you know about it on a small scale, the chance of spreading it will be much smaller.

If this matter is published on the Internet, once it spreads, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it will definitely be more sensational than the case of poaching and raising children. When we solve a case, as soon as we encounter this kind of thing, the first thing we think of is to block the news first. Otherwise, once the pressure of public opinion is caused, the above will give you a few days to solve the case, and it will be troublesome. If the case can't be solved by then, a group of people will have to suffer.

After Chen Ye and Ah Pu had dismissed all of them, we brought the guests at that table into a private room in the store and began to ask them about what had happened.

The guests were two men and two women. I've just had some wine at the bar, so come over for some porridge to slow down the wine.

After one of the men brought the porridge, they chatted and ate seafood, and only after it had been left for about half an hour and it was almost cold before they began to drink it.

It was one of the women who served the porridge, and he began to fill a bowl for the other woman, who took it and began to eat. But just when she was filling the second bowl, she saw an unknown object in the pot, and after she scooped it up and looked at it, she found that it was a small palm, very similar to a human palm, so she immediately remembered the baby casserole porridge she had heard about recently. So she screamed involuntarily.

The guy who delivered the porridge on the boss's side was the kitchen assistant and a relative of the boss, he was an honest man, very timid, and when he saw that there was a problem with the porridge he sent over, he knew that we suspected him, and he was so frightened that he stammered. I have no doubt that such a person would never be able to do such a thing. And judging by the way he spoke, I could tell that he wasn't lying.

He said that as soon as the porridge on that table was good, he brought the porridge to the table from the window of the operation room, and he didn't know anything else.

After that, we asked a few masters who specialize in cooking porridge and stir-frying in the operation room, and they all promised that it would never happen when they were cooking porridge. One of the masters reminded me of a remark from the Master, saying, "The operation room is just the three of us, separated from the outside, and ordinary people don't come in, and people from outside can't get in." Our operation room is very particular, the sanitary environment is very good, what is done, we will bring it to the window, and the other guys will give it to the guests, even if someone wants to secretly throw such a thing into the casserole porridge, we can't see it. ”

According to what they said, it occurred to me that if what they said was true, then there was such a thing in the casserole, and the only explanation was that someone had done something during the time when the casserole was on the table.

And I was already sure that there was an 890% chance that this palm was thrown into it during that time. Because the palm of the hand has not been cooked at high temperatures, it is still "raw", and it is still a little bloodshot.

So I hurriedly and carefully interrogated the two men and two women after they came to the table from the casserole porridge, how many of them had left the table?

They all said no.

I asked, has anyone ever stopped at your desk?

They said that there were so many people coming and going that they didn't pay attention, and as soon as they came, they ordered half a dozen beers and played with color cups.

Hearing them say that, I was even more sure of what I had in mind.

The casserole porridge was placed on the edge of the table, and it was without a lid, and if someone threw it into the palm of their hand when they passed by, no one would probably notice it. This casserole porridge shop is on the side of the road, not only are there many people coming and going, but there is also an aisle in the middle, and many passers-by will also walk through the middle.

Although it is not possible to determine who the murderer is for the time being, it has been ruled out that the boss and the guest did it, and we have finally found a little direction for investigation.

Therefore, when the police arrived, we asked them to take the boss, his buddies and the guests to the police station to record a statement. We also went back to the police station with those police officers. When we arrived at the police station, the director learned that several of us from the unsolved case team of the provincial department were going to the police station, and he had been waiting for us at the door with several deputy directors for a long time.

As soon as we went, we asked them to immediately go to the perimeter of the crime scene to transfer the surveillance, to see if there was any surveillance nearby that happened to photograph the location of the guests at that table, and if they could, then they could basically lock down who the murderer was.

The director nodded again and again, and immediately arranged for someone to do it.

When the case was handed over to our unsolved case team today, a circular had already been issued above, and the general meaning of the circular was that the baby casserole porridge case and its transfer to our unsolved case team for investigation, and the departments at all levels below should unconditionally cooperate with the unsolved case team to solve the case as soon as possible. Of course, the head of the police station did not dare to slack off.

After arranging these things, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Zhao Xiaotian, Ah Pu, and Chen Ye and I continued to go back to the house we shared to rest.

When I got home, I had just finished my shower and was in bed to get ready for sleep, when my mom suddenly called.

I looked at the time, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, why was she still on the phone.

I knew my mom must have had something big going on, otherwise she wouldn't have called someone in the middle of the night.

I quickly connected the phone: "Hey, Mom, why haven't you slept so late, is something wrong?" ”

"Xiaojun, I just had a dream, I dreamed that your dad came back, he was talking in my ear, and he touched my face with his hand, so real, just like the real thing...... Do you think your dad will be short of money to spend below? ”

When I heard my mom say that, my heart jumped to my throat in an instant.

"Mom, do you really feel real? Are you sure it wasn't a dream? I asked excitedly.

"Stinky boy, isn't that a dream or is it real?" My mother scolded: "I guess your dad is short of money to spend below, I'll go to the mountains tomorrow to see him and give him more money." ”

"Mom, don't go alone!" I shouted hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I'll call Xiaoyu and ask him to accompany me." My mom said. The Xiaoyu she said was Yu Xu. My mother can now walk on her legs, and she didn't want to live in Zhu Mingming's house anymore, so she moved back to our own house after the Chinese New Year. However, he still goes to Zhu Mingming's house every day to talk to Old Man Zhu.

After a few more conversations with my mom, we hung up. However, at ten o'clock in the morning the next day, I was busy with the baby casserole porridge at work, and my mother called again, and as soon as I connected the phone, I heard my mother shouting anxiously: "Xiaojun, come back quickly, I don't know which bastard who suffered a thousand knives dug up your father's grave, and the body is gone!" Who have you offended, and why have others dug up your ancestral graves? ”