D F T F Chapter 30: Overlord meal.

"What is the problem?"

"How long has the noodle restaurant next door been open?" Han Bin asked.

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

"No not much, just I want to know. Do you know the name of the owner of the noodle restaurant next door?" Han Bin said.

"Why are you asking that?" The boss glanced at Han Bin and asked in confusion.

Han Bin took out his ID card, put it on the glass counter, and whispered: "Policeman."

"Police officer; don't scare me, what the hell is going on?" The boss took a step back.

“This has nothing to do with you, I just want to know something,” Han Bin said.

"What do you want to know?"

"What is the name of the owner of the noodle restaurant?" Han Bin said.

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

"How old is he?"

"He looks like he's in his thirties."

"How high is it?"

"He's about three feet tall."

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

"Two, they're both the owners."

"Is the noodle restaurant open every day?" Han Bin asked.

“They closed the day before yesterday, and they didn't open the door,” the owner said.

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

“They sleep in the store at night, it's pretty hard to take,” said the owner.

"Thank you; and I apologize for keeping you busy for a while," Han Bin said as he left the canteen, then turned on his phone and messaged the second group chat group: "It has been claimed that the owner of the noodle shop is Liu Zhixin, and the restaurant was closed the day before. Suspicion is mounting."

After sending the message, Han Bin joined Tian Li, and they entered the noodle restaurant. After entering it, he observed the surroundings. There were two occupied tables. At one table, it looked like a middle-aged couple, and at the other table sat Li Hui and Zhang Ping.

Han Bin winked at Tian Li, and instead of sitting down with Zhang Ping and Li Hui, they sat down at a table in the back.

“We want to make an order here,” Tian Li shouted.

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

“I want noodles,” Han Bin said.

“Dried eggplant noodles, not cilantro,” Tian Li said.

The owner took the notebook and wrote down, shouting to the head chef: "A bowl of noodles, a bowl of diced noodles without coriander."

Tian Li sent a message in the second group chat, "Captain Zhang, when are you going to start?"

"Do you know how many people are in the back with the boss?" Zhang Ping said.

“It should be Liu Zhixin alone,” Han Bin said.

“In the back kitchen there are knives and gas, so it's unpractical to start now,” Zhang Ping said.

"You can call Liu Zhixin from the back kitchen and start over," Li Hui suggested.

"If Liu Zhixin really committed the crime, he is now a scared bird. If we call him, we might warn him," Zhang Ping said.

“Then tell him to come out,” Li Hui said.

"How is?" Zhang Ping said.

"Just look at him and make sure you don't make him suspicious," Li Hui said confidently.

“You get his attention, and I'll corner him from behind,” Han Bin said.

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

“You are guarding the back door. If he tries to escape from behind, then you are doing yourself a meritorious service,” Zhang Ping said.

“The smell of swill on the back is almost dead,” Zhao Ming said.

“Let's just say a few words and we still have to eat,” Tian Li said.

Zhao Ming: "..."

Soon, Zhang Ping and Li Hui's noodles were served. Zhang Ping also ordered noodles, while Li Hui ordered pan mee with eggs.

Li Hui took a bite, bit half the egg, and vaguely said: "I've been busy for a day, and it's starving me to death."

“Eat slowly, the noodle soup splashed after sucking it,” Zhang Ping said.

Li Hui did not respond, and the speed of eating noodles did not slow down at all.

Han Bin noodles were also served, along with beef, green peppers, and onions. The quantity is not small, and it is quite affordable. He pulled the bowl closer to him and took a bite of it. He was also a little hungry and began to eat in large bites.

The suspect was stuck in the noodle restaurant and cannot escape. Zhang Pin waited until he was full before starting Liu's arrest proceedings.

This Li Hui kid was eating quickly, and he saw the bottom of the pot in no time. He scratched his head, wiped his mouth, and shouted: "Come here, boss."

The boss came over and said: "You've finished eating, are you counting this together or separately?"

"What matters, see what's in the bowl?" Li Hui shouted.

"What is the problem?" The owner took a look and saw that the noodles were done, and only a soup was left at the base of the bowl.

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

The landlady looked down, only to find four or five hairs floating in the soup a few inches long, and said: "You've finished eating all of this."

"What will happen after I eat this? When I think there were hairs in the noodles I ate, I feel nauseous," Li Hui said.

"This way our small business will ask you for a cheaper Yuan and charge you seven Yuan, do you think it's okay?" The boss said.

"You don't get any coins neither eight nor seven Yuan. You owe me compensation," Li Hui said.

"It can't work, we don't have to pay compensation." The boss's face was stern.

“Dear lady, it's time to eat your hair, and you can do it right,” Li Hui said.

"You talk about reason, so let's talk about it." The boss showed her hair head and said: "Look, I have long hair, this in your bowl is short hair, it shouldn't be mine; maybe you put it on."

"What is this, is it reasonable for me to put my hair in my bowl!" Li Hui shouted: "Call your chief, and it must be his hair."

"What if it's not the chief's hair?" the boss's wife said.

"If not, how much do I have to pay?" Li Hui said.

"Wait." after the boss had said that, she shouted inside: "Zhixin, would you like going out for a while?"

"What is it?" A bald man came out, wiping his hands on his gray apron.

"The guest at this table ate a bowl of noodles, there are short hairs in the soup, he said it's yours," said the owner.

"Hahaa." Liu Zhixin touched his head, and walked over to Li Hui, and said: "Dude, after the noodles were eaten, you said there was hair and you don't want to pay the bill. I shaved my head because of you."

“Young man, a small business doesn't have a lot of money, and it's uneasy to cheat other people. Rule the check,” said the middle-aged man who was eating.

Li Hui's face was a little red, he did it for the first time. His face has yet been unrevealed.

"Haha..." Han Bin laughed, stood up, and walked over, standing behind Liu Zhixin, and said: "I'll tell you, buddy, a bowl of noodles is cheap; don't lose face to our people in Qingdao."

"It's up to you." Li Hui stood up, a little irritated, and pointed at Han Bin as if he was about to fight.

"Don't make trouble in my noodle restaurant, go fight somewhere else." Liu Zhixin reached out and blocked Li Hui's arm.

At this moment, Han Bin has moved. He grabbed Liu Zhixin's right hand, and squeezed his body down, directly pressing him on the table: "Police, don't move."

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

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

"What are you doing? Why did you arrest my husband? Liu Zhixin's wife shouted.

Tian Li arrested Liu Zhixin's wife and said: "We are from the criminal police team. We suspect your husband was involved in a murder case. Please ask him not to resist and to help with the investigation."

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