The other chefs nearby spoke up, "What's the big deal? How will you know if your cooking is right or not if you don't taste it? Even though we've been doing this for a long time and are confident, this oil does have a bit of an off taste today. Let's taste it anyway, just in case there's a problem and who's responsible then?"

Jiang Qiao stared at the chef. "How am I supposed to know if it's good or not if you don't try it? People say that the person who cooks always tastes the first bite. What, do you think what I'm saying is wrong? Or is it that you don't trust the food you made?"

With so many eyes fixed on the chef, do you think it's a difficult decision whether he should eat or not?

"this--"

With everyone's attention focused on him, the chef was in a dilemma. He had realized that something was wrong. These two people didn't seem to be there to work; in other words, they seemed to be targeting him.

But at this moment, he couldn't show weakness, so he took a shovel and ate a little bit, but he didn't swallow it and left it in his mouth.

Jiang Qiao's male colleague was quite mischievous. Suddenly, he grabbed the man's mouth and poured water from the counter into the chef's mouth.

The male chef struggled desperately, and after breaking free of the restraints, he frantically vomited the food he had already swallowed. Afraid that he hadn't vomited it all out, he quickly put his hand into his mouth to stir it.

The people around were stunned. Although they didn't understand what was going on, doubts arose in their minds.

Jiang Qiao chuckled, "You also think you can't eat this, right? Take it with you, everyone. Sorry to bother you, please continue—"

"Hey, what happened? What's wrong with him?"

The male colleague who came with Jiang Qiao took out handcuffs and handcuffed her directly.

"The warden will tell everyone what happened later. Let's go—"

Gu Zhengkai and the others were waiting outside. They originally thought they wouldn't find anything. In fact, Jiang Qiao had thought the same thing before. But she didn't expect that she would actually catch a small fish with these people. She hadn't even had any hope.

"he?"

Not to mention Gu Zhengkai, even the warden was surprised. It's not easy to get into their prison. If just anyone could come and work, how could that be a prison?

Despite such rigorous scrutiny, some still managed to slip through the net, which surprised and impressed them at the same time.

Despite Jiang Qiao being Gu Zhengkai's niece, even he, as her uncle, was surprised by her actions today.

"Oh my god, they caught them?"

Jiang Qiao nodded with a smile, "Arrange a room for us to interrogate them alone."

Jiang Qiao did not participate in the interrogation; her colleagues and people from the prison were with her, while she went with Gu Zhengkai to see his dormitory.

As soon as Jiang Qiao entered, she shook her head and said, "This place is too simple. It doesn't look like a leader's house at all."

Gu Zhengkai smiled as he poured water for his niece. "What did you think? This is how it is here. We're here to work, not to enjoy ourselves. What do you want for lunch? I'll bring it back for you in a bit."

Jiang Qiao smiled and waved her hand, "Don't rush, let's see the results of the interrogation over there. Uncle, I found a prisoner who seems to have a problem. How should I put it, I vaguely remember that I found two pieces of paper a few years ago, and it seemed that there was a picture of this person on them, wearing a kimono. So, when I saw this person today, it took me a long time to recognize him. The other picture was of a little girl. The two people look very similar."

"A kimono? Girl, are you sure?"

Jiang Qiao nodded. "So, I suspect this person's identity. If I'm not mistaken, there must be something wrong with this person staying here. So, Uncle, you have to investigate this person."

"Girl, do you still remember the words on it?"

Gu Zhengkai was a little unsure when he asked this question. He knew that Jiang Qiao was always smart, but he didn't know just how smart she was. So, he tried to ask her this question. He knew that Jiang Qiao was always smart, but he didn't know how smart she was.

Jiang Qiao walked to the table and wrote down the names of the two people. "Although I can't understand it, I have a good memory. So, Uncle, you really need to investigate this matter thoroughly. This person's identity may not be simple. Maybe he has some connection with that mysterious organization?"

Gu Zhengkai looked somewhat troubled. "Girl, do you still remember what those two pieces of paper looked like?"

Jiang Qiao smiled and continued drawing with her head down. Although it wasn't very similar, Gu Zhengkai had already figured out what it was.

"Qiao'er, I'll talk to the people who came with you about this. Girl, sit here for a while, your uncle will take you to eat later."

Gu Zhengkai grabbed the paper and ran out. He recognized the words on it. Although the person's identity was not yet clear, he must have some background to be able to stay here. Maybe they had a big fish locked up in their prison.

However, Jiang Qiao did not stay in his dormitory any longer. Instead, she went out for a stroll. To be honest, Gu Zhengkai's dormitory was dark and damp, and sitting in it for a long time was not very comfortable.

She had no idea that her uncle lived in such an environment, and she really didn't know how he had survived those two years.

However, before she could wander around for long, her male colleague came looking for her.

"Jiang Qiao, is what Comrade Gu said true?"

Jiang Qiao nodded. "So, you need to send someone over. You should know how to do it. It's best to contact Song Shutian and your Director Jiang about this."

The male colleague excitedly said to Jiang Qiao, "Do you know that the information you provided might open up a new avenue for solving cases in the future?"

Jiang Qiao really didn't know much about this. After all, she only found the passport and such after she died and wandered around. As for the specific details of this person, she really didn't know much about them.

Seeing Jiang Qiao's adorable and clueless expression, the male colleague laughed heartily, a rare occurrence for him. "Little Jiang Qiao, I sincerely welcome you to join us. I feel incredibly honored to have a comrade-in-arms like you fighting alongside me."

Jiang Qiao was both amused and exasperated by their words. "So, you all thought I wasn't suitable to be your comrade-in-arms before?"

My colleague smiled sheepishly. "No, it's just that I haven't had much contact with you before, and there were some misunderstandings. But now I'm really impressed. You go and interrogate him first. He's not very talkative. I'll contact Director Jiang right now using the prison's radio."

When Jiang Qiao went in, Gu Zhengkai was interrogating her with the prison's interrogators.

However, this cook seems to have some tricks up his sleeve. He doesn't refuse to answer questions; he answers whatever is asked, but he always cleverly avoids the main point, making it seem like nothing is related to him. The reason he vomits is because he feels uncomfortable in his stomach.