Chapter 9: A pot of chicken stew with mushrooms, the whole place is filled with people catching litt
Chapter 9: A pot of chicken stew with mushrooms, the whole place is filled with people catching litt
At this moment, the cook thought it over and over and concluded that since Lin Yaozu had already drunk a bowl and was perfectly fine, there was definitely no problem.
Thinking of this, he couldn't suppress his restless, reckless desire to do something reckless, so he casually ladled out a bowl and took a sip.
"Wow... Holy crap... So fresh... This flavor... is amazing!"
An unprecedented sensation swept over the tip of the tongue in an instant.
In an instant, the cook was completely won over by the delicious food.
Seeing this, his companions couldn't resist trying it too.
"Wow! This smells amazing!"
"So fresh...so fresh..."
"Ergaizi, I didn't expect you to do such a great job this time!"
"..."
Just then, the middle-aged man squeezed in.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
After learning a little more about it, he felt relieved.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward, ladled out a bowl, and eagerly handed it to Master Jin.
A moment later.
"Hiss... Fresh... It's really fresh... Let the others try it too..."
Clearly, Master Jin was also captivated by the taste, but while drinking it, he didn't forget to show kindness to his subordinates.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately began to flatter and fawn.
"Alright! Third Master! You're always so straightforward!"
"Go ahead, go ahead!"
Before long, the entire gang of thieves tasted the delicious soup.
On the other side, Lin Yaozu's face was full of smiles after he achieved his goal.
One, two, three... at least thirty...
These are all top-quality chives!
This is a huge profit!
at the same time.
The Qinghu District Police Station held another emergency meeting, the atmosphere of which was unusually somber.
"Continue to intensify the interrogation. Now that we have confirmed that the other party is a member of that thief gang that has been operating in eight provinces, we must get the other party's whereabouts out of him."
"Time waits for no one; if we wait any longer, it will be too late!"
At this moment, everyone was in a panic, their faces filled with urgency.
Only Officer Zhao, sitting calmly in the corner, leisurely sipped his tea.
Not far away, Xiao Liu, a newly arrived intern, asked in a low voice, somewhat curious.
"Master, do you think we can find out anything through interrogation?"
Upon hearing this, Officer Zhao sighed slightly.
"It's not that easy. The fact that they've roamed eight provinces is enough to prove how vigilant they are."
Just then.
"Ring ring ring..."
A cell phone rang.
Immediately, the director angrily rebuked him.
"Who? Whose phone is ringing? Don't they know they have to silence their phones during meetings? They have no discipline at all!"
"Stand up and let me see who it is?"
On the other side, Officer Zhao stood up with a grim expression. He had been too busy these past two days and had accidentally forgotten to turn it off.
Now, I've just happened to run into the line of fire; what bad luck!
Upon seeing Officer Zhao, the station chief on the platform immediately expressed his deep sorrow and indignation.
"Old Zhao, you've been around for a while, how come you don't even understand this basic discipline?"
"Really..."
"Turn the phone on speakerphone! I want to see what big news it is!"
A few breaths later.
The call connected, and a smug voice rang out.
"Hello! Old Zhao? This is Lin Yaozu!"
"Yes! What's up?"
"I just happened to run into a gang of thieves, about thirty members, led by a guy who called himself Master Jin San, Old Bi Deng!"
Upon hearing this, the director's eyes widened.
"What? Kim Jong-un? That's the nickname of the gang leader who roamed eight provinces."
Officer Zhao immediately switched into work mode, asking questions in an urgent tone.
"Kim Jong-un? Where did you run into him? When?"
Lin Yaozu's voice came through the loudspeaker, languid and slightly teasing.
"Don't worry, I've already taken care of everything!"
Officer Zhao was somewhat bewildered.
"All done? What do you mean?"
next moment.
"There's a warehouse in the western suburbs, it's all here! Never mind! I'll send you the location! Bring a few more people, preferably a big bus, otherwise we won't be able to fit them all!"
The call ended as soon as I finished speaking, and at the same time, a friend request popped up on a chat app.
Officer Zhao quickly added him, and a location was sent over in an instant.
The director made a decisive decision and mobilized the maximum force to rush to the outskirts.
At the same time, inside the warehouse, Lin Yaozu silently lit a cigarette, watching the chaotic and neurotic farce unfold before him.
"This move... will make at least 15,000 yuan."
Twenty minutes later, police cars drove up to the warehouse, and in the blink of an eye, they formed an encirclement from all directions.
However, before they could take any further action, the warehouse door opened by itself.
Immediately afterwards, a blond-haired man with a cigarette in his mouth was seen waving his hand and shouting loudly.
"Old Zhao, this...it's all inside!"
Near the police car, Officer Zhao was somewhat confused about the situation, but he still called three or five colleagues and cautiously approached.
Who knows if it's a trap, or if there's something else going on?
A moment later, Officer Zhao and his colleagues stood frozen at the warehouse entrance, dumbfounded and completely stunned.
The scene inside the warehouse was absurd and comical.
Everyone's eyes were unfocused and cloudy; some muttered to themselves, talking nonsense, and muttering incomprehensible utterances.
"Don't run! Don't run!"
"Hehehe... Gotcha!"
"A tiny little man... such a tiny little man... catch him and you'll be rich!"
"..."
Some people's limbs are out of control, and their hands are flailing wildly in the air.
Sometimes it would bend over and lie on the ground, sometimes it would stare intently at the empty ground, its fingertips constantly reaching out to grab and pinch.
Some people were crouching in a corner, cautiously trying to detect something in the air, their expressions both anxious and earnest.
Besides, at least seven or eight people were flailing their arms and legs, chasing the ethereal shadow around in circles.
He flailed his arms and legs wildly, behaving erratically and displaying a variety of ugly behaviors, appearing as if he had lost his mind and gone mad.
"Holy crap! What's going on? Have they all gone mad?"
Officer Zhao couldn't help but swear and lowered his gun.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yaozu, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and his blond hair swaying, gloated.
"Hahaha... It's their own fault for not cooking the bonito flakes properly before eating them; no wonder they're so upset and grabbing at me!"
"Old Zhao, I reported this entire thief gang. Besides the normal reward for reporting, is there any kind of team incentive?"
Officer Zhao: "..."
Good guy!
It turns out they were poisoned!
hiss……
To report it, did they directly poison the person?
Why do I feel like you're more dangerous than these people?
Lin Yaozu shrugged, seemingly guessing Officer Zhao's thoughts, and immediately started his frantic blame-shifting mode.
"Hey, hey... Old Zhao, what kind of look is that? This has nothing to do with me! You can interrogate them after they sober up!"
"It's all because of that guy who cooks; he accidentally mixed poisonous mushrooms into the soup."
"However, this can be considered retribution! Indeed, what goes around comes around; retribution may not come immediately, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet."
Officer Zhao rolled his eyes and casually asked a question.
How did you come into contact with these people?
Lin Yaozu shook his head and said.
"It's because I'm too outstanding that they've set their sights on me and insist on recruiting me."
"But you know, I've turned over a new leaf since last time. How could I possibly go along with them?"
"Well, after they were poisoned, my sense of justice got the better of me, and I couldn't help but call you to report it."
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