Thirty Overlord Meal

"What's the matter?"

"How long has the noodle shop next to it been open?" Han Bin asked.

"It's been two or three years, what's wrong?"

"Do you know the name of the owner of the noodle shop next door?" Han Bin asked.

"Why are you asking this?" The proprietress glanced at Han Bin and wondered.

Han Bin took out the documents, put them on the glass counter, and whispered, "Police."

"Comrade, don't scare me, what's the matter?" The proprietress took a step back.

"It's nothing to do with you, I'm just asking about something." Han Bin said.

"You ask."

"What's the name of the owner of the noodle shop?" Han Bin asked.

"The last name is Liu, it seems to be Liu Zhixin."

"how old are you?"

"Looks in her thirties."

"How tall?"

"About one meter eight."

"How many people are there in the noodle restaurant?"

"Two, that is, the two of them are running the business."

"Does the noodle shop open every day recently?" Han Bin asked.

"It stopped the day before yesterday and didn't open the door." The proprietress said.

"Where do they usually live as husband and wife?" Han Bin asked.

"I live in the store at night, I can endure hardship." The proprietress said.

"Okay, keep busy." Han Bin said a word and walked out of the canteen.

Han Bin turned on his mobile phone and sent a message in the chat group of the second group: "It has been confirmed that the owner of the noodle shop is Liu Zhixin. The business closed the day before yesterday, and there is a serious suspicion."

After sending WeChat, Han Bin joined Tian Li and entered the noodle shop.

Entering the noodle shop, Han Bin observed the environment. There were two tables of guests, one table was like a middle-aged couple, and the other was Li Hui and Zeng Ping.

Han Bin gave Tian Li a wink, and instead of sitting with Li Hui and the two of them, he sat on a table at the back.

"Order here." Tian Li shouted.

A plump woman in her thirties came over and said, "What do you two want?"

"I want some noodles." Han Bin said.

"Noodles with eggplant, no coriander." Tian Li said.

The proprietress took a small notebook and wrote it down, and shouted to the back kitchen: "One bowl of noodles, one bowl of eggplant noodles without coriander."

Tian Li sent a group message in the second group chat: "Team Zeng, when will you start?"

"Do you know how many people are in the back kitchen?" Zeng Ping asked.

"There should be only Liu Zhixin alone." Han Bin said.

"There are knives and gas in the back kitchen, so it's inconvenient to use your hands." Zeng Ping said.

"Otherwise, call Liu Zhixin out of the back kitchen and do it again." Li Hui suggested.

"If it was Liu Zhixin who committed the crime, he would be a frightened bird right now. If you call him, it might blow up." Zeng Ping said.

"Then trick him out." Li Hui said.

"What kind of trick?" Zeng Ping said

"Just take a look, make sure not to let him suspect." Li Hui said confidently.

"You attract attention, I will do it from behind." Han Bin said.

"Brothers and sisters, what about me?" Zhao Ming asked.

"You stare at the back door. If he escapes from the back, it's time for your kid to make a contribution." Zeng Ping said.

"The smell of swill in the back is about to kill people." Zhao Ming said.

"Stop talking, we still have to eat." Tian Li said.

Zhao Ming: "..."

Soon, the faces of Zeng Ping and Li Hui were brought up.

Zeng Ping also ate mixed noodles, while Li Hui ate pan noodles with eggs.

Li Hui took a bite, bit down half an egg, and said vaguely, "It's been a busy day, but I'm starving."

"Eat slowly, the noodle soup spilled out when you sucked." Zeng Ping said.

Li Hui responded, but the speed of eating noodles did not slow down at all.

Han Bin's noodles were also served, with beef, green peppers, and onions.

It's not small, and it's affordable.

Han Bin stirred it and took a bite. It tasted good.

He was also a little hungry, and he ate in big mouthfuls.

The suspect was blocked in the noodle shop and couldn't run away. He waited for others to eat before he had the strength to arrest people.

Li Hui, this kid eats fast, and he bottomed out after a short meeting. He scratched his head, wiped his mouth, and shouted, "Come here, boss."

The proprietress came over and said, "Have you eaten, do you want to count them together or separately?"

"What's the matter, look what's in the bowl?" Li Hui shouted.

"What's wrong?" The proprietress glanced at it. After the pan noodles were eaten, there was only one soup base left.

"Look carefully, there is hair in this bowl." Li Hui said.

The proprietress glanced down, only to find that there was a hair of four or five centimeters floating in the soup, and said, "You have finished eating."

"What's the matter after eating, I feel nauseated when I remember that there is hair in the noodles I ate." Li Hui said.

"In this way, our small business will give you one yuan cheaper and charge you seven yuan. Can you see it?" said the proprietress.

"Stop one dollar and seven dollars, you free me from the bill." Li Hui said.

"This can't be done. Our small business can't afford to pay." The lady boss sternly.

"Co-authored, it's time to eat your hair, you've got a point." Li Hui said.

"You're right, then let's talk about it." The lady boss pointed to her head and said, "Look, I have long hair, and the one in your bowl is short, so it's definitely not mine; maybe it's you my own."

"What is this, I can put hair in my bowl!" Li Hui shouted: "Call your chef out, it must be his hair."

"What if it wasn't the boss's hair?" the boss lady said.

"If not, how much should I give you." Li Hui said.

"Wait." After the proprietress finished speaking, she shouted to the inside and said, "Zhixin, come out for a while?"

"What's the matter?" A bald man came out and wiped his hands on the grayish apron.

"The guests at that table are eating a bowl of noodles. There is a short hair in the soup base, saying it's yours." The lady boss said.

"Haha." Liu Zhixin touched his head, walked up to Li Hui, and said, "Dude, after the noodles are eaten, you say you have hair, but you don't want to pay the bill, it's because of you that I shaved my head, don't you know? ."

"Young man, the small business doesn't have much money, and it's not easy for the boss, so let's settle the bill." The middle-aged man who was eating at the side said.

Li Hui's face was a little red, and it was the first time he had done such a thing.

The skin hasn't been trained yet.

"Haha..." Han Bin laughed, got up and walked over, standing behind Liu Zhixin, and said, "I said buddy, a bowl of noodles is not much money, don't lose the face of our Qindao people."

"It's none of your business." Li Hui got up, a little embarrassed, and pointed at Han Bin, looking like he was about to fight.

"Don't make trouble in my noodle shop, just check out and leave." Liu Zhixin stretched out his hand and blocked Li Hui's arm.

At this moment, Han Bin moved.

He grabbed Liu Zhixin's right hand, said goodbye backwards, lowered his body, and directly pressed Liu Zhixin on the table: "Police, don't move."

Li Hui grabbed Liu Zhixin's other hand, handcuffed him directly, and said, "Liu Zhixin, you are under arrest."

It happened so suddenly.

Liu Zhixin's wife and the middle-aged couple who were eating were stunned.

"What are you doing, why are you arresting my husband!" Liu Zhixin's wife shouted.

Tian Li stopped Liu Zhixin's wife and said, "We are from the Criminal Police Force. We suspect that your husband was involved in a murder case. Please go back and assist in the investigation."