Suppressing the urge to faint, Old Ha asked, "Second Boss, you didn't use that small fish, did you?"
"Isn't that obvious nonsense." Xue Nuofu frowned: "Why would I buy it if not to use it? As a sample?"
At these words, everyone except Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue turned pale without exception, looking at Old Ha with murderous intent.
"Senior Brother, we only ate the sauce, not the fish, so... it should be fine, right?" Hui Shiba asked blankly.
Hui Yi's face was grim, and he didn't answer.
Xue Nuofu was puzzled: "Why do you all look like that?
Oh right, Old Ha, from what you said, you saw the fish I bought?"
"I saw it..." Old Ha took a deep breath and pointed at the iron pot: "Your fish first went into the pot, and then..."
Xue Nuofu pressed on, "And then what?"
But judging from everyone's expressions and what Old Ha said about entering the pot first, he'd pretty much guessed the answer.
Old Ha gritted his teeth, deciding that it'd be best to relieve himself of the burden sooner: "And then it went into everyone's stomachs.
Second Boss, I thought you wanted to improve our als, so I took the liberty of turning the small fish into fish sauce."
"You still have the nerve to ntion it?" Aspergillus oryzae said furiously: "Calling it authentic Miao-style, those Miao people use fish that nibble on legs and feet?!
Honestly, the fact that everyone managed not to puke so far can be attributed to Xue Nuofu's charming appearance; if it were soone burly like Lone Wolf, they'd probably have puked ten tis by now.
Even so, there's no way to avoid feeling a bit nauseous.
After all, it's fish that ate dead skin off human legs and feet, Xue Nuofu's dead skin got eaten by fish, and then we ate the fish.
If you think about it, isn't it the sa as eating Xue Nuofu's leg and foot dead skin?
Thinking about how everyone was fighting to eat more earlier, they all wanted to slap themselves.
But... before slapping themselves, they need to give the cook a beating!
The next mont, everyone moved towards Old Ha in sync.
Old Ha's heart sank, and he jumped behind Xiao Feng, pleading, "Boss, you can't turn a blind eye.
Please consider my loyalty to you and save .
Plus, if sothing happens to , who's going to cook breakfast tomorrow?"
As soon as he stopped talking, Zhao Guo'an appeared at the door, smiling: "What delicious food are you making? It slls so good."
"..." Old Ha felt like he was about to cough up blood.
Could your timing be any more perfect?
Xiao Feng sighed wistfully, patting Old Ha's shoulder: "It's not that I'm not saving you; it's just that what you did makes it impossible for to speak on your behalf."
After speaking, he looked at Hui Yi and the others: "When you go at him, don't be too rough."
"Don't worry, Boss." Aspergillus oryzae smiled sinisterly: "I'll leave him with so breath."
Seeing Xiao Feng not planning to protect him, Old Ha instantly bolted, jumping over the wall and out of the yard.
The others imdiately chased after him, looks like Old Ha won't escape easily tonight.
"Recovered well?" Xiao Feng asked.
Zhao Guo'an nodded: "Nothing wrong now."
Casually responding, Zhao Guo'an walked toward the iron pot on the stove, scraped the bottom with a spoon, and his eyes lit up: "Old Ha can actually make fish sauce?
Hmm... slls pretty authentic."
With that, he leaned in, took a bite, and praised: "Really delicious!"
Xiao Feng and the others all had incredibly complex expressions; when it cos to bad luck, Zhao Guo'an may be late, but he'll never miss out.
"Xiao Feng brother, you're still the best to !" The little girl gratefully looked at Xiao Feng.
If it weren't for Xiao Feng brother stopping her, she'd be among those chasing Old Ha right now.
...
At one in the morning, Xiao Feng smiled as he looked at Du Qingyue, "exhausted" and asleep in his arms.
He raised his head to the ceiling, planning his next moves.
Pang Tong, this imdiate adversary, must be removed as soon as possible.
And over at the Devil's Concentration Camp, we can't drop our guard because silence doesn't an disappearance.
In fact, shifting from open to covert makes it even harder to deal with.
No one can predict when the people from the Devil's Concentration Camp will suddenly appear, and if not prepared, it's easy to be caught off guard.
"It's ti to plan the traps; as for the training ground... let's switch to the front yard for now." Xiao Feng thought to himself.
Just then, the phone on the bedside table rang.
Xiao Feng quickly picked it up, pressed the volu button, and silenced the ringtone.
Glancing at the sleeping Du Qingyue, he stepped out to the living room and answered the call.
As soon as it connected, Di Junxiong quickly said, "Master, the situation you ntioned has occurred.
Twenty minutes ago, a murder occurred on Chengguan Road, the deceased was a male, with two holes in his throat, seemingly caused by an animal, and there's not much blood on-site.
I'll ask the on-duty colleague for the specific location and send it to your phone later."
"Alright." Xiao Feng agreed and returned to the bedroom to get dressed.
When he reached the yard, Di Junxiong called again, but from his words, he seed hesitant.
"Master..."
"Speak up." Xiao Feng said sternly.
Di Junxiong had to honestly say: "The murder happened at the 'Old Yang's Barbecue' you told to look after."
Xiao Feng's brows furrowed tightly, replying "I'm heading over now," then hung up the phone.
He called Xue Nuofu, and they drove straight to Chengguan Road.
Twenty minutes later, Xiao Feng got out of the car, and Di Junxiong imdiately ca to et him.
Outside Old Yang's Barbecue, a cordon had already been set up.
On the roller shutter door, there was a large hole, almost completely caved in, looking like it had been crashed.
"Have they moved the body?" Xiao Feng asked.
"Not yet."
"Let's go, take a look inside."
The two crossed the cordon; inside, photographing and fingerprint extraction had already been done, so there was no worry about damaging the scene.
They made their way to the small room, only to see many people crowded at the door—so in lab coats, so with caras taking pictures—it looked quite bustling.
And they were surrounding the male corpse, which was Old Yang.
Xiao Feng never expected that hours ago, Old Yang, who lay on the bed, was still drinking and chatting with him, having arranged to reunite the old group to drink "settle accounts."
But a few hours later, life had parted ways, and their fate was cut short in this lifeti.
"Sigh..."
With a sigh, Xiao Feng stepped into the small room to closely inspect the wound on Old Yang's neck.
Just as Di Junxiong said, there were two puncture wounds, one piercing the carotid artery, resembling a snake bite but larger, and the distance between the wounds was relatively longer.
Checking the bloody areas around, and the blood volu...
No doubt, it was Gu Shi's doing.
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