Detective from the future

Chapter 30 Overlord Meal

"What's the matter?"

Han Bin raised his chin: "How long has the noodle shop next to it been open?"

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

"Do you know the name of the owner of the noodle shop next door?"

"Why are you asking this?" The proprietress glanced at Han Bin with a puzzled look.

Han Bin took out the police officer card and put it on the glass counter: "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 put the police officer's card back into his pocket.

"You ask."

"What's the name of the owner of the noodle shop?"

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

"how old are you?"

"Looks in his 30s."

"How tall?"

"About 1.8 meters."

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

"Two, that is, the two of them are running the business, and they didn't invite anyone else."

"Is the noodle restaurant open every day recently?"

The proprietress thought for a while: "It stopped for a day the day before yesterday and didn't open the door."

"Where do their husband and wife usually live?"

"I live in the store at night, I can endure hardship. Think about the smell of soot in such a small restaurant. If I were, I would definitely not be able to bear it." The proprietress said with emotion.

"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 beckoned.

A plump woman in her 30s came over with a small notebook in her hand: "What do you two want?"

Han Bin glanced at the menu on the wall: "I want a noodle."

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

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 typed slowly.

Han Bin sent a message: "There should be only Liu Zhixin alone."

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

"Otherwise, call Liu Zhixin out of the back kitchen, and then start." Li Hui also joined the discussion.

"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 has rich experience and is familiar with this situation.

"Then trick him out." Li Hui said.

"What kind of trick?"

"Just take a look, make sure not to let him suspect." Li Hui made a confident expression.

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

"Brothers and sisters, what about me?" Zhao Ming made a cute expression.

"You're staring at the back door. If he escapes from the back, it's time for your kid to make a contribution." Zeng Ping whispered and made a voice.

"The smell of swill in the back is about to kill people." Zhao Ming made a vomit expression.

"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 slurredly: "I've been busy all day, but I'm starving."

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

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

Han Bin's noodles were also served. They included beef, green peppers, and onions. The amount was not small, and it was quite 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 glanced at the table: "Have you eaten, do you want to count it together or separately?"

Li Hui said with a stern face: "What's the matter, look at what's in the bowl?"

"What's wrong?" The boss was a little puzzled. After the pan noodles were eaten, there was only one soup base left.

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

The proprietress squinted and looked at it for a while, only to find a hair of four or five centimeters floating in the soup: "You have finished eating."

"What's the matter after eating, I feel nauseated when I think of the hair in the noodles." Li Hui showed a dissatisfied look.

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

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

"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, and you're right." Li Hui leaned back on the chair, clasping his hands on his chest.

"If you're right, let's talk about it." The proprietress stretched out her hand and pointed to her head: "Look, I have long hair, and the one in your bowl is short, so it's definitely not mine; your own."

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

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

"If not, how much should I give you?"

Li Hui patted his chest: "It's not bad money."

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

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

"When the guests at that table finished eating the noodles, there was a hair on the bottom of the soup, saying it was you who lost it," said the proprietress.

"Ha ha."

Liu Zhixin touched his head and walked in front of Li Hui: "Man, after the noodles are eaten, you say you have hair, but you just don't want to pay the bill. It's because of you that I shaved my head, I don't know."

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

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.

"Ha ha……"

Han Bin laughed, got up and walked over, standing behind Liu Zhixin: "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 and handcuffed him directly: "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!" the proprietress shouted.

Tian Li reached out and stopped Liu Zhixin's wife: "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."

(End of this chapter)