If she warns now, how can she explain her behavior?

Just one look and you'll find out it's not pork? How will everyone look at her? Will they really believe her?

But if she doesn't warn, Jiaming, Jiushu, Sanfu... these detectives who have been through so many ups and downs with her will eat human flesh without knowing it.

Will they have psychological shadows in the future?

How will they fight this terrifying demon?

The curtain of the back kitchen door was opened, and the honest-looking new boss of Xianji came straight to their table with two plates of side dishes and a smile.

The upper and lower rows of teeth rubbed against each other, making a clicking sound, like a magic sound to wake up the mind.

Seeing that Liu Jiaming's barbecued pork bun was about to be put into his mouth, she slapped her palm on the table with a bang, her palm hurt, and the tabletop shook.

Then, Jiayi turned around and glared at the "honest boss" and asked loudly:

"Boss? What kind of meat did you use for this barbecued pork?"

The female police officer took a deep breath and expanded her chest. The voice she made was the most sincere and severe in her life.

It was like a wake-up call, ringing in everyone's ears.

Everyone stopped eating and looked sideways. The "honest boss" held two plates in his hands and met Jiayi's cold eyes. He felt that at this moment, the beautiful girl with delicate features in front of him seemed to have turned into a black-faced, frightening, angry King Kong. Not only did he not think she was beautiful, but he also made his back cold and his hair stand on end.

He felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and his eyes quickly swept over the faces of all the men sitting at the same table with Jiayi. There was righteousness between their eyebrows. As if he suddenly understood, he took a quick breath, flipped the two plates in his hands, and threw them all at Jiayi.

Jiayi pressed her hands on the table, her body bounced back, and the chair fell over with a ping-pong sound. The plates smashed on the edge of the table and the back of Liu Jiaming's chair, and the hot soup splashed everywhere. Everyone dodged and screamed, and the situation became a mess.

Jiayi didn't care about anything else. Her eyes were fixed on the 'honest boss' who turned and ran to the back kitchen, and she shouted:

"Sanfu, Shaowei, catch up with him!

"Uncle Jiu guards the main gate, Jiaming and Gary go around to the back alley to encircle him!

"Wagner Sir, please call the police station and ask forensic investigation."

The moment Jiayi gave the order, the detectives of Team B shot out like bullets. Tam Sam-fuk and Xu Shaowei overturned their chairs and chased after the kitchen. Uncle Jiu guarded the front door and asked everyone in the store to sit far away, stay calm, and cooperate with the police in the investigation. Liu Jiaming and Gary pushed aside their chairs and strode out of the front door. After a quick look at the surrounding streets, they went around without hesitation to find other exits behind Xianji Kitchen.

Although Jiayi did not have time to explain why she gave these orders, everyone had no objection, and gave her 100% trust, absolute obedience, and the most efficient action.

Wagner still had a barbecued pork bun between his chopsticks, but the people who had just sat next to him at the round table in front of him had all left.

He turned around to look at the slender figure who had chased into the kitchen after giving the order and then disappeared in a flash. He lowered his eyes and stared at the barbecued pork bun between his chopsticks.

Thinking of what Jiayi had just said to the new boss, he tore open the barbecued pork wrapper, poked the barbecued pork inside with his chopsticks, sniffed it, and frowned.

He turned around and saw Detective Lin Wangjiu who was guarding the door. The uncle who had always been careless and only cared about gnawing on his little wooden stick suddenly turned into a serious detective who would not accept rejection.

He hesitated for a few seconds, stood up, opened his lips and wanted to ask Lin Wangjiu something, but then closed his mouth and thought... Finally, he walked to the Xianji counter, picked up the phone on it, dialed the police station number, and urgently dispatched the forensic department to the scene. When

the person opposite asked him about the general situation of the crime scene, Wagner bit the dead skin on his lips, thinking of the reaction of the new boss who claimed that "Big Foot Qiang's family had immigrated and transferred this store to him" after Jiayi slammed the table and shouted, he said in his heart:

"The hotel kitchen has a lot of clues and it is difficult to investigate."

After hanging up the phone, Wagner looked at Uncle Jiu for a few seconds, then turned around and strode to the kitchen.

He often came to this restaurant and had seen the back kitchen. It was the same large kitchen as in his memory, with the same bright windows and cleanliness.

There was a large chopping board in the middle, which could also be used to slaughter pigs and sheep. There were large vegetable sinks across the corners, two high-drain steamers, exhaust ducts, two cooking stoves, freezers, and a large refrigerator with half refrigeration function... There

were many meats and vegetables arranged in sections on the chopping board, and there was also air-dried raw meat hanging above it. There were fresh vegetables dripping with water in the sink next to it.

There were kitchen utensils on the ground that had been knocked over by the rapid running, and a series of chaotic footprints pointed to the diagonal line of Wagner's position. The back door there was wide open, and it was obvious that the agents and the new boss of Xian Ji had escaped from there.

After Yi Jiayi Shazhan questioned him, the new boss's reaction was indeed suspicious.

But he hadn't discovered what had triggered Yi Jiayi's attitude. A quick scan of the kitchen revealed nothing suspicious.

He walked past the footprints of many people and came to the back door of the kitchen. He saw a small courtyard behind the storefront that was tightly surrounded by iron fences from top to bottom. In this community, all first-floor houses have storefronts in front and a private plot of land in the back for courtyard use. There were many families like Xianji who completely enclosed their courtyards because they were worried about objects thrown from high places and ** leaks.

The courtyard was well decorated by Da Jiaoqiang and his wife. Halfway to the gate, some daily vegetables that grew well in the sun and water were planted in the mud on both sides of the road, and pickled vegetables were pressed in other large jars.

A large vat was knocked over, and there were many messy footprints on the ground. It was obvious that the detectives had just carried out a failed arrest here.

Walking to the open courtyard door, he looked out, afraid of hearing gunshots.

Now he has not figured out the situation yet, and he is only relying on the belief that he should trust his colleagues and partners in the workplace. He really doesn't want to cause an unclear shooting case on his first day as an inspector of the serious crime team.

...

It was Xu Shaowei who knocked over the pickle vat in the backyard.

At that time, the "honest boss" ran out of the kitchen and touched a chopping knife on the chopping board. When Xu Shaowei chased him out, he subconsciously reached for a gun.

If the police want to subdue a person with a knife, the most convenient way is to shoot.

But just as he put his hand on the holster on his waist, he met the glance of Sanfu when he turned his head. Behind him was the sound of Jiayi running out of the kitchen. He changed his mind and removed his hand from the holster. The next moment, he took advantage of the suspect's running too fast and his feet slipped and threw him on the back.

The suspect was thrown down, and Xu Shaowei was ready to roll back immediately if the opponent turned his knife and chopped. The suspect looked up and saw that Sanfu had rushed to him. How dare he entangle with Xu Shaowei for too long? He rolled and crawled to get away from Xu Shaowei, raised his legs and ran out of the yard again.

The suspect seemed to know the police's style of doing things very well. He ran very fast and ran straight to where there were many people. As expected, the detectives only shouted loudly and never really drew their guns.

Jiayi had been falling behind Xu Shaowei and Sanfu. She stopped a random grandma on the side of the road and asked her about the three gates in the community. She chased after them and ordered the most reliable and experienced Sanfu to continue chasing the suspect. She and Xu Shaowei ran to the west gate and south gate of the community to block people.

If the suspect wanted to escape, he would have to pass through a certain gate of the community. As long as the police blocked all the gates, it would be like catching a turtle in a jar. No matter how fast the suspect ran, as long as he couldn't fly, he would be caught. After blocking the

south gate, they happened to meet two uniformed police officers. Jiayi temporarily assigned two people to block the north gate and the east gate. Now all four gates were blocked, and the suspect couldn't escape even if he had wings.

A few minutes later, Jiayi, who was guarding the south gate, heard a commotion, and then saw Sanfu chasing the suspect all the way towards her.

Realizing that Sanfu was deliberately driving her away, Jiayi gritted her teeth and waited for the police to come.

The people around her scattered in panic, and the female guard stood in front of the community iron gate with her legs spread out, and finally drew her gun and held it horizontally in front of her.

After aiming at the suspect, she frowned and raised her eyes, shouting intimidatingly:

"Police investigation, stop immediately, or I will shoot!"

...

Huang Xiangjie is cruel, but he is not a fool.

He didn't expect to meet police officers coming to the store for dinner at such a time, and he never thought that someone would discover the cat-petting in his store.

His heart was sinking as he ran away. The sun was bright. Even if he knew the community well, it would be useless if he could not escape the sight of the police.

The only luck he had was to pray that the door of the community was still open and he could escape after a few circles.

But when he saw the female police officer who initially questioned the barbecued pork stuffing was posing with a gun and opening the insurance, the only hope in his heart was shattered.

Even though his right hand was still holding the knife, he did not have the courage to use it at this time.

His brain was working rapidly, and he understood that attacking the police and violently arresting him now would only make his situation worse.

If he cooperated with the police and refused to admit it, there might be a glimmer of hope.

He did not touch any of the three things: time, place, and people. His hand holding the knife drooped slightly, his running speed slowed down, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

Jiayi immediately shouted to Sanfu who fell behind Huang Xiangjie, "Catch him!"

Then, she handcuffed him with her left hand, watched Sanfu fly and take the chopping knife from Huang Xiangjie's hand, and then pinned his hands to the ground. She put away her gun and quickly went forward to handcuff Huang Xiangjie's hands.

"Take him back to the police station and put him in the interrogation room first." Jiayi patted Sanfu on the shoulder and trotted back to Xianji Ice House.

Huang Xiangjie was lifted up by Sanfu, his shoulders were pushed, and he staggered forward. He turned his head and looked at the back of the person running quickly towards Xianji.

His short hair was blown up by the wind while he was running, revealing his slender neck.

Huang Xiangjie narrowed his eyes, and as he was escorted out with his head down, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he had suddenly seen food that whetted his appetite, his saliva was secreted, and he had to swallow hard...

...

When he ran back to the backyard of Xian Kee, Jiayi saw Inspector Wagner standing guard at the back door with his hands in his pockets.

Uncle Jiu was guarding the front door, and he was guarding the back door. During the incident, they sealed off the scene and did not let anyone leave the ice house.

"Sir..." Jiayi walked up to him panting, looking up, her chest heaving violently.

Wagner glanced behind her, and from her expression and the fact that she had returned alone, he had judged that the suspect had been successfully arrested and brought back to the police station.

He slightly opened the door, motioning her to come in, and whispered:

"Explain it."

Jiayi took a deep breath, turned her head and looked directly into Wagner's eyes, which were already wrinkled. She slightly opened her shoulders and straightened her chest. She was not afraid of his slightly stern look. She exhaled softly and said calmly:

"No problem, sir."