Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

Inside the door was a very handsome face, with a pale complexion, and his expression looked gloomy and sick.

Jun Zishu's heart rate increased, with a little excitement.

Got you.

A man very similar to the crime profile.

"Police, we want to conduct some investigations."

With a gentle smile on Jun Zishu's face, he showed his police officer ID.

The man nodded and let the gentleman come in.

Jun Zishu noticed that there was a thick carpet in the room.

No wonder I didn't hear footsteps just after pressing the doorbell, but opened the door directly.

The decoration of the room is very elegant, European style, and very clean.

"We have no records of your last investigation here. The records show that you are not at home. The time is November 19th and 20th. May I ask where you went during those two days?"

"November... I don't remember, what's wrong?"

The man brought hot water to Junzishu and Wang Duoduo, and put it in front of them, with a puzzled expression.

The man only wore a loose nightgown. When he lowered his body, a large smooth chest was exposed. He straightened up a little uncomfortably and covered his clothes.

"Thank you, something has indeed happened and I want to ask you."

The brief information of the man appeared in Jun Zishu's mind, and she hurriedly skipped it.

Yu Hang, male, 34 years old, the owner of a western restaurant, has studied abroad.

"What happened?"

Yu Hang sat on the sofa with a slightly curious expression.

"In November, we found a male corpse not far from this community."

When Jun Zishu said this, he had been staring at Yu Hang's expression, wondering what kind of look he would show.

"That's really scary, are you the people in this building?"

Yu Hang's face showed just the right amount of surprise, as if he still felt a little regretful.

"It's not."

"such."

"Although this matter is not a riot, we have asked about it all around."

"I don't usually live here often, and I don't care about things around me very much."

"Then where are you usually?"

"I opened a shop and spent a lot of time staying in the shop. Why did the police officer ask about me? Do you suspect that I am the murderer?"

After Yu Hang said the last sentence, he seemed to laugh very funny.

"Just asking casually, don't you really remember where you went in those two days?"

Jun Zishu's heart sank, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I really can't remember what happened a month or two ago."

"Then have you met this person?"

Jun Zi Shu took out the photo of Chen Yang and placed it in front of Yu Hang.

Yu Hang took a look and shook his head.

"never seen it."

"Then have you seen this person?"

The gentleman book put Tan Linlin's photo in front of Yu Hang, and Yu Hang also shook his head.

Junzishu did not give up studying Yu Hang's micro-expressions, but he could not read any results. This person was either not a murderer, or his acting skills were so perfect that there was no flaw.

"What do you think of your neighbor relationship?"

"I don't have any opinion, I don't know them very well, and I meet very few times."

"Mr. Yu, I want to ask you an extra question."

"The beauty asks, knows everything, please speak."

Yu Hang smiled faintly, with a handsome and charming expression.

"Since there is a house on the other side of my store, why do you have to come back here so far to live?"

"This house is left to me by my mother. From time to time, I will come back to live, clean it, and experience the feeling of home."

Yu Hang's expression contained a touch of nostalgia and a little sadness.

"What shop does Mr. Yu open?"

"Restaurant, western restaurant."

"Restaurant, then Mr. Yu should be good at cooking, right?"

The gentleman book looks like a small chat, resting his chin, looking very interested.

"Cooking skills are good. I don't have any other interests. I'm just an old foodie who likes to study and eat."

Yu Hang was smiling, with undisguised affection.

Jun Zishu's heart became heavier and heavier, and the tragic situation of the two victims' bodies replayed in her mind.

The murderer may no longer regard them as human beings, but a kind of food.

The murderer should like to eat very much. He has a high, picky, or very special need for food.

The person in front of him is really full of crime close-ups that match the murderer.

"I, even though I am a woman, I really don't have any talent for cooking, and the things I make are particularly unpalatable and unsaved.

Wang Duoduo's face was horrified. I don't know why this interrogation suddenly became a homely chat, and the boss still showed such a helpless expression.

This is not right!

"Cooking still depends on talent, but through acquired learning, food can become very delicious. As long as you cook with love and enthusiasm, every food will be very sweet and delicious."

Yu Hang's expression was very serious and somewhat intoxicated.

"Love and passion? But the meals made by the chefs in the hotel should be mass-produced."

"This kind of food has no soul."

Yu Hang frowned, not very happy.

Jun Zi Shu feels that this person's spirit may still have some problems.

If there is no problem with the spirit, then there is a problem with the concept.

She can pat her chest and say that the probability of this person being the murderer is as high as 80%, but she has no evidence.

"Food also has a soul?"

"of course."

"Well, let's get back to business, I also want to ask you, where were you in the middle of last month?"

"It should be a big blizzard at that time, I just stayed at home."

"Is it here?"

"No, home near the restaurant."

"Have you stayed at home all the time and haven't gone out?"

"Yes, police officer, if you ask me that, don't you really think of me as a criminal suspect?"

"What if I say yes?"

"Then I have been wronged."

Yu Hang was very aggrieved.

Jun Zishu smiled and stood up.

"Thank you for cooperating with the investigation."

"Enthusiastic citizens should."

Jun Zi Shu collected the photos on the table and turned around to leave, but was stopped by the people behind him.

"Police officer, leave a call."

"how?"

"When you are free, you can make an appointment to have a meal."

"Sorry, don't do anything else in public time."

"Can you talk after get off work? This is my business card. Please feel free to discuss cooking."

Yu Hang handed Junzishu a business card, and Junzishu raised his hand to take it.

The door was closed, and Yu Hang's face disappeared.

Jun Zishu's expression changed, and there was no smile on his face.

When he got downstairs, Wang Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, you just laughed scary."

"Scary?"

"I don't know, I thought spring was here."

"Go, think about it, send me a few more people to stare at the person just now."

"He is suspected?"

"Eighty percent are murderers."

"Then he dare to give you a business card?"

Wang Duoduo looked surprised, picked up the business card and looked at it.

"Either you want to prove that you are not a guilty conscience, or you just want to play with me."

"Play with you?"

Wang Duoduo's eyes widened, his expression indescribable.

"Playing with the police, day by day, what's in my head."

"I thought spring was coming."

Wang Duoduo scratched his head and chuckled twice.

"Send someone to stare at him and monitor his phone."

"understand!"

Jun Zishu returned to the police station and called up all the information on Yu Hang, as detailed as necessary.

Yu Hang's family background was average. When he was a child, his parents were well-established and his father was a cook.

Yu Hang had excellent grades since he was a child. He received a scholarship in high school, was recommended to university, and then went abroad for further studies.

When Yu Hang was twenty-five years old, his father had liver cancer. Later, his only relatives were his mother.

At the age of 30, his mother died of illness and was lonely.

Judging from such a superficial situation, Yu Hang should have no childhood trauma and psychological shadows.

Jun Zishu didn't ignore the sickness he felt when he saw Yu Hang at the first glance.

Although that feeling was quickly hidden, it was indeed real.

What does that sick feeling come from?

If it's not family, childhood, it should be even later.

The love of cooking may come from his father's influence.

If Yu Hang is the murderer and he thinks that food has a soul, then what does he think about feeding on people?

Jun Zishu started a follow-up investigation, and Jiang Yinshuang naturally followed her.

"Is that a murderer?"

"possible."

The bad guy will not write the word bad on his face.

Yu Hang's restaurant is in a relatively prosperous section, and the guests and orders that come and go every day are very impressive.

Jun Zishu knows that the home next to his restaurant is a single-family courtyard, which is a certain distance from the restaurant, but Bianhe Community is much closer to his restaurant.

Jun Zishu stood at the intersection and asked Jiang Yinshuang to follow up.

Others can't see Jiang Yinshuang, so it is easy for Jiang Yinshuang to follow him.

The starlight is dim, and the bones of the wind blown are cold.

Jun Zishu stood in the alley, leaning on the wall of a family member, looking up at the dark night sky.

Rather than being anxious about not knowing who the murderer is, knowing who the murderer is and not being able to catch it without evidence is more worrying.

There is no evidence to prove that it is Yu Hang, but the gentleman thinks it is him.

When Jiang Yinshuang came out, what he saw was the profile of Jun Zishu looking up at the night sky.

She rushed into her heart unexpectedly, and slammed her heart that wasn't quite calm.

"Out?"

"Ok."

"Go back and talk about it."

"it is good."

Junzishu walked in front, Jiang Yinshuang walked behind.

The light stretched the shadow of Jun Zi Shu very long, her back was tall and slender, with a little unkindness.

Jiang Yinshuang followed her shadow and stepped on her shadow, feeling a little joyous inexplicably.

As soon as Jun Zi Shu turned his head, he saw her stupid.

Seeing her turning back, Jiang Yinshuang immediately closed the expression on her face, pretending to be very calm.

Jun Zi Shu retracted his eyes, and this ghost probably thought he was hiding well.

"Jiang Yinshuang, I have a question for you."

"what?"

"What if you like someone and she doesn't like you?"

"Then I will like her twice, and treat her twice as good. If it's not enough, it's only twenty points."

"and then?"

"Then wait until she likes me. If she doesn't like me, then I must be not good enough. I will be better and love her a little more."

"What if you can't wait?"

"Will wait."

Jun Zishu stopped and looked at Jiang Yinshuang.

"Will wait."

Jiang Yinshuang repeated it stubbornly and seriously.