Chapter 819 Xiu Mu
BBQ yard.
The elegant light odor wafted out from the courtyard, hovered outside the courtyard, formed a spiral of its own, and soared to the top.
The familiar smell of cow dung from the grassland has already ignited, with a warm and stinky smell, gently surrounding every guest, making people want to talk and unable to stop.
"Hurry up and give me a bite." Huang Qiangmin, who was late, rushed in, grabbed the barbecue, and showed off two skewers first.
The few people who came with him also made similar moves.
After showing off, Huang Qiangmin sniffed again and sighed: "Don't say it, it really doesn't stink so much anymore."
"The first time I smelled durian, I really thought they were selling shit." Liu Jinghui laughed and said, "It was okay after I ate it. Now that I smell it, I still think it smells good."
"I can smell the durian now, and I can already salivate." Tang Jia said and took a skewer of barbecue to show off. She struggled with the cow dung barbecue last time, but this time there was nothing to hesitate about.
As a criminal police officer, let alone smelling any odors with your nose, who dares to say that when you open your mouth, only wind will blow in. As a female police officer, Tang Jia's appearance on the scene is no less frequent than that of an ordinary criminal police officer. Even because female suspects are involved, the frequency of her appearance on the scene may be particularly high.
Wang Chuanxing waved and shouted: "Boss, do you have any durians here? Open two."
"Ah...I was thinking about it before." Boss Chen Daqian stood up from the barbecue stove and said with a smile: "I was thinking that some people might not like the taste of durian, so I'll ask someone to buy it at the fruit shop. Two? How much is it?"
"It works." Wang Chuanxing responded and said, "Then buy a few more. There are so many people, so buy 10."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."
"It's okay. Eat as much as you want. If you can't finish it, take it to the cafeteria and give it to your colleagues who haven't eaten shit tomorrow." Wang Chuanxing also has to do accounting for the backlog team on a daily basis, and is also responsible for part of the small finance.
The boss agreed and quickly sent a waiter to buy it.
Tang Jia smiled and said: "Just you guys, you can go on a business trip to Malaysia tomorrow and eat all you can of durian! I heard that the local durians are more mature and there are some special varieties, such as black thorns." some type of.
"I didn't have a chance to eat them last time. I hope the local police can be more discerning this time!" Mu Zhiyang laughed twice and said, "It's a pity that durians can't be put on the plane, otherwise I would have brought a basket back for you."
"You can ask for something on the way back." Huang Qiangmin suddenly said.
Mu Zhiyang hesitated for a moment and said, "Customs won't allow it..."
"They can find a way, or they can mail it, or they can find a big trader to send a batch of highly ripe durians..." Huang Qiangmin looked at Mu Zhiyang calmly and said, "Yes. Only when you ask for something a little too much will you know whether the other person is worthy of continued help.”
Mu Zhiyang nodded quickly.
After all, Liu Jinghui was not from Ningtai County, so he took the opportunity to get up and get the mutton skewers. After Huang Qiangmin and others had finished talking, he came back, gave some to everyone, took another bite of the mutton skewers, and said with satisfaction: "This is Lao Chen's mutton skewers." It’s really tender, just cooked, and juicy when chewed, so it’s really good.”
"As long as you like it." Chen Daqian smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that everyone won't like the taste. I didn't expect that there are quite a lot of repeat customers."
Liu Jinghui: "Old Chen, you have to think about it this way. The first time you eat shit... bah bah bah, the first time you smell the smell is the hardest. Everyone has come to your place once and smelled the smell of shit. If you don't come, Will the sunk cost be too high the second time?”
Chen Daqian was stunned when he heard this: "Your angle... is quite special."
Liu Jinghui's wisdom: "So, the odor is actually a stabilizer, and it has natural publicity properties. Not only will the guests who have eaten here once become repeat customers, but they will also bring their companions next time they come. , in the end, more people came, and others who didn’t want to come had to come and try it, just like stinky tofu, stinky mandarin fish, and snail noodles. They are better to sell than those without odor. ”
"It's really like this..." Chen Daqian just worked on roasting shit immortals every day, but he didn't expect that this thing has theoretical heights.
Tang Jia listened and laughed: "I testify that at first there was only one girl in our dormitory eating durian, and the others despised it when they smelled it. Later, all three of them started eating durian, and the remaining one was despised. , and was finally tempted to taste durian..."
"If you want to put it that way, I actually have something good in the kitchen." Boss Chen Daqian's eyes twinkled.
"What good stuff?" Liu Jinghui showed a wary expression.
"Do you like to eat hairy tofu?" Chen Daqian said: "I asked someone to get a few bottles. They have been soaked in sesame oil for a month, and it is just right to eat now."
"Tofu...if my memory is correct, it also smells bad?"
"Your memory is correct." Chen Daqian said: "It smells bad and tastes bad. It's fried in oil. It's soft and crispy on the outside. Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, right? Wait a minute, I'll get some. .”
Chen Daqian said and left happily.
Liu Jinghui was temporarily frozen. After a moment, he sighed deeply and smiled at the person next to him.
Mu Zhiyang comforted him: "Liu Chu, it's okay. We've all come to the Roast Shit Immortal. If you bake more of the same thing or less of the same thing, what's the difference?"
"It's so comforting." Liu Jinghui glanced at him, and then said: "I'm not sighing for Mao Doufu, I'm sighing for the case. That Fang Defu and Fang Deshou, these two brothers have no distinction between master and slave. They must be dead or alive. With a reprieve of death, if one more person is killed, the Fang family will be considered dead."
"Regardless of the victim, it's definitely a good thing that the murderer's entire family is dead," said Mu Zhiyang.
Liu Jinghui: "It's just a bit sad. If Jiang Yuan is mentioned again in the future, he will be called Jiang Yuan who destroyed the family!"
"It sounds pretty good." Tang Jia read it twice with a clip sound next to her, and it really sounded good.
Jiang Yuan said indifferently: "The two brothers conspired to kill their own brothers for money. They themselves started the route of extermination."
"They are really capable of doing this." Mu Zhiyang handed a skewer of meat to Jiang Yuan.
Lei Xin said with emotion: "When brothers have conflicts, they are sometimes worse than enemies."
"The conflicts that had been accumulating over time suddenly broke out, and the motives of the current cases have converged." Liu Jinghui's tone was somewhat dissatisfied.
Today, the most frequent homicides are passion killings, accidental killings, and homicides between acquaintances. Murders between strangers that are actually caused by robbery of wealth and sex are rare.
It can be said that more people die in mystery novels than in a certain area in reality.
"Hey, the hairy tofu is here." Boss Chen called out and walked over with a few of his men, carrying a pile of bottles, iron pots and soybean oil.
Liu Jinghui and others stopped discussing the case and looked over curiously.
"This edamame tofu has been mixed with chili salt and the like, and then put in sesame oil and left for a few days before eating. The newly made edamame tofu has white hair, and it's a bit hard to see it now... I think the best way to eat it is deep-frying..."
Chen Daqian enthusiastically introduced how to eat hairy tofu. At the same time, he set up a large iron pot and poured two buckets of soybean oil into it.
"It's delicious if it's oily." While waiting, Chen Daqian opened a bottle, carefully took out the hairy tofu inside, and asked, "Do you want to smell it?"
Mu Zhiyang bravely stepped forward to try.
"How is it?" Everyone was quite curious.
Mu Zhiyang thought about it for a moment and said: "Unlike cow dung, the tofu is purely smelly. By the way, what is the difference between this and stinky tofu? Stinky tofu seems to be fried in this way."
Chen Daqian was thinking while frying tofu, and quickly said: "Stinky tofu is better than that."
"It doesn't stink either." The guy next to him in charge of making cow dung barbecue added.
After the fried tofu was fried, Chen Daqian first added seasonings together and then gave each person a piece.
Liu Jinghui ate it vigilantly, and after a while he commented: "It's really soft and delicious."
"It's really rotten."
"Tasty."
"It's almost the same as stinky tofu, but it doesn't necessarily taste any worse than stinky tofu!"
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The next day.
After resting, Jiang Yuan, Mu Zhiyang, Wang Chuanxing and others first drove to Changyang City, then transferred to Shanghai, arrived in Malaysia, and then met up with Cui Xiaohu and Li Haochen from the ministries and commissions, under the leadership of the embassy police liaison officer Chu Guanliang Go to Malombo police station.
Two Malaysian police chiefs, Zhong Renlong and Nicha, had been waiting here for a long time and warmly received several people.
After completing the process, Jiang Yuan communicated with the two people about the case in LV2 Indonesian.
Coming to participate in the investigation of the case had been discussed long ago, but the specific case to participate in was not discussed.
Soon, Nicha came up with a long list.
"They are all murder cases." Chu Guanliang is a part-time translator.
Mu Zhiyang looked at the long list and couldn't help but said: "It's a bit outrageous."
"If we say that the case detection rate is 40%, the other 60% is not only unsolved, but also includes cases that no one has solved." Chu Guanliang paused and then said: "So, they all hope that Captain Jiang can participate in more cases. case.”
"We may also be stuck on a certain case." Jiang Yuan said, speaking to Nicha and Zhong Renlong in Indonesian: "Cut out the corpses that are still there. If there are corpses, the possibility of detection may be higher. .”
"Okay. God." Zhong Renlong quickly marked a third of the list, at least a dozen.
After marking, Zhong Renlong marked another case with five stars and said, "God, if you have no special request, can you take a look at this case?"
"Oh? What's the situation? Let's talk about it first."
"Okay, the deceased in this case was a billionaire, and the cause of death is controversial. Our local forensic experts have put forward some opinions... The deceased died two days ago, and the family has proposed to be cremated. According to our police From a perspective, we also need some solid evidence..." Zhong Renlong said simply, but basically stated all the stakes involved.
Jiang Yuan glanced at Chu Guanliang, waited for him to nod, and then said: "Then let's go see the corpse and talk while watching."