After the meal, the expressions of Ma Jiquan and his companions became increasingly ugly.
He held down several of his team members, paid the bill, and returned to the office with a stern face.
"Tell me about your situation."
As soon as he took the first bite of the food, he felt something was wrong.
He wore a bracelet, but the information he filled in was not his true taste.
But the food tasted exactly like the dish he was most familiar with in his memory.
He clearly filled in that he doesn't like sweet food, but the dish is sweet braised pork.
"Boss, I didn't bring my wristband, and the ones written on it were the dishes I don't like. So the ones he served were the ones I don't like."
"Boss, I've got my bracelet on. It says exactly what I like to eat, and the food they delivered tastes exactly like what I remember. If she hadn't known we were on a mission, I'd have suspected my mom was working here as a chef."
Several people told their stories one after another.
Ma Jiquan's expression became increasingly ugly. He understood that the key point lay in this bracelet.
No matter what they fill in on the tablet, if you wear a bracelet, it can detect your true thoughts. If you don’t wear a bracelet, you will only cook according to the content on the tablet.
"There is definitely something wrong with that bracelet!" Ma Jiquan said firmly.
"It's a pity that I can't bring it back for inspection at the moment."
"Where are the dishes I asked you to secretly bring back from the table?"
One of the men immediately took out the small piece of meat wrapped in plastic film from his pocket.
As soon as he took it out, his face changed.
"How could it be liquid? What I put in there was clearly a piece of meat!"
"Take out everyone else's as well." Ma Jiquan's voice trembled slightly.
"Mine turned to liquid too!"
"Boss, mine too!"
“Tnd what the hell is going on!”
"Is this store run by a ghost?"
These subordinates didn't know why this task was assigned to them, but Ma Jiquan knew that it was because there was a problem with the test object.
"It seems to be true. No matter what is brought out from inside, it will eventually become like this."
He smelled it and it was the same liquid he saw when he received the mission, with no smell and an ugly brown color.
"Take it for testing."
Ten minutes later.
The expedited test results came out.
There was indeed nutrient solution inside.
The ratio of the ingredients is also very particular, with fat, protein, carbohydrates and vitamins. If you ignore the appearance and taste, this is really a qualified nutrient solution.
"Boss, what's going on? Is there a ghost in this store?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the other people suddenly became even uglier.
If there are ghosts in this store, what are they eating?
Is this all just blurry? Is this blurry really just blurry?
It's really terrifying when you think about it.
"Don't talk nonsense." Ma Jiquan stopped his men from speculating.
"I guess there's some high-tech stuff going on inside that we don't even know about."
"Didn't you notice the problem with the bracelet?"
"We found it, but is it possible that something is covering our eyes?" a team member asked tentatively.
Ma Jiquan's denial became less certain, "...Impossible."
"... Let's check what's going on with this store. Since the things we brought out are not the same as the food."
"Then where do those things in his kitchen come from?"
"Investigate everything. Remember, this must be done in secret."
…
Cai Huasu was also puzzled by what they were investigating.
I thought that I couldn't get into the kitchen and there was a camera in front, so no matter from which angle I put something in the bowl, I would be discovered.
He thought of starting with the dishes in the kitchen and sent people to stake out for a few days, but he couldn't find anyone delivering raw materials to An's Private Kitchen.
The cold air in the early morning came with the wind and blew into the necks of several people.
Tightening his coat, Cai Huasu's employee said:
"Boss, could it be that they knew we were squatting, so they went through the front door?"
"Very likely." Cai Huasu didn't expect that this young boy would be so cunning.
"Send someone to guard the front door tomorrow as well."
"Ouch!" Cai Huasu had been squatting for too long. When he stood up suddenly, his legs and feet were numb. He was caught off guard and fell flat on his face.
In the next few days, Ma Jiquan's teammates took turns coming to eat every day, but An Jingzhi didn't see any of them.
After checking for a few days, Ma Jiquan finally confirmed it.
"This An's Private Kitchen used to have a supplier of raw materials, but since An Jingzhi took over, this private kitchen has become more and more unconventional."
"According to the results of the past few days of investigation, there is no supplier of raw materials for private dishes!"
"That means there's something wrong with the food inside!"
One of the men said, "Isn't this obvious? All the food we secretly brought back these days has turned into that paste."
"But we clearly saw An Jingzhi frying something over a high fire in the kitchen through that small window." Someone asked in confusion.
"Is what you see necessarily true?" Ma Jiquan said meaningfully.
This was truly creepy, especially since they had been investigating An's private kitchen these past few days, and the more they investigated, the weirder it seemed.
An Jingzhi never expected that these people had already thought of his store as some kind of haunted den.
"Boss, what should we do? Just control him?"
"No, we don't know what other methods he has." Ma Jiquan refused decisively: "If it causes a series of accidents, we will become sinners."
"So what should we do? We can't just leave it alone like this, right? This guy is really a bit weird."
"I'll report to my superiors first and then make a decision." Ma Jiquan said after thinking for a while.
Several men who were driven out watched through the window as Ma Jiquan was making a phone call to report to someone on the other side.
They gathered in twos and threes.
"Is there really a ghost?"
"What era is this? Spirits are not allowed to exist since the founding of the People's Republic of China! There is no possibility of ghosts. He must have used some unknown thing to trick us."
"Could it be possible that he has some hallucinogens in his store?"
"Impossible, haven't we been tested many times?"
While several people were discussing, Ma Jiquan had already put down the phone, opened the door and said to everyone seriously:
"Everyone get ready, there will be an operation tonight."
Everyone's expression was startled, and they replied in unison: "Yes!"
…
"Hurry up! Is the door open?" Cai Huasu and his two employees sneaked into the back of An's Private Kitchen with masks on their faces.
"Wait a minute, boss, it will take a while." There was a man in front using tools, tinkering with the back door.
Cai Huasu looked around, worried that someone would come and discover them. "Why don't you just do it here first? When the door opens, just hide the poppy shells in their kitchen."
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