Liang Jian: I have a canteen

When the waiter of the steamed bun shop tiptoed into the kitchen, he did not see corpses everywhere and a river of blood as he had imagined. Except that the boss was cursing, there was nothing unusual.

He walked up to the boss who was cursing and asked, "Uncle, did someone come in just now?"

"Snapped!"

The boss who was kneading the dough slapped the waiter on the head and said, "You should also watch out, kid. Why are you letting everyone into the kitchen? If they are Zhang's people and they put something in our stuffing, we will all be sued."

The waiter covered his head and whispered, "No, no, Uncle, that man is not from Zhang's. He has a gun, so he might be..."

The boss who was kneading the dough suddenly stopped and stared at the waiter, "How did you know?"

"He lifted his clothes to let me see." The waiter continued in a low voice, "Where is Second Uncle?"

"Don't ask!" the boss said casually, and then continued to knead the dough. After kneading it a few times, he turned the dough over one by one, and then threw it heavily on the chopping board, looking up and saying, "What did everyone see just now?"

"I didn't see anything!" Several people in the kitchen answered one after another.

This bun shop, from the boss to the waiters, is run by relatives. It has been open in Shanghai for a long time, so they naturally know how to avoid danger and seek good fortune. They also know that Heisaki, who just borrowed the road from here, is not a good person.

The boss turned around and picked up another bag of noodles, poured half of it into the basin, then glared at the waiter and said, "What are you doing? Go to the front and help."

"Okay! Uncle, I'll go right away!" The waiter said and turned to go to the front hall.

After the waiter left, the boss looked around his kitchen, then looked at the back door and the footprints left by Kurosaki, frowned, and said impatiently, "How many times have I told you that the kitchen must be clean? Lao Liu's, you should clean it up quickly. Then, move the cabinet to the side and block the door first, so that the wind won't blow in and dirty our things."

Lao Liu was a middle-aged woman in her thirties. After hearing the boss's words, she immediately put down the bun skin in her hand, wiped her hands, and started working.

The boss picked up the kettle from the side and kneaded the dough absent-mindedly while watching the middle-aged woman work.

The woman worked very efficiently and soon cleaned the kitchen spotlessly. There was no trace of Heisaki's footprints left. Then, she closed the back door and moved the cabinet to completely block the back door. Seeing this, the boss let out a long breath and continued to knead the dough.

With the addition of warm water, the dough in the hands began to take shape, becoming white and shiny.

There was suddenly a noise in the front hall, and at the same time the waiter's voice was heard.

The waiter said in a loud voice, "Sir, you can't come in. This is the kitchen."

"Are you finally here?" The boss stopped what he was doing and looked forward. Then he saw two men in black cotton jackets rushing in.

After the two men broke in, they immediately scanned the area with fierce eyes.

After finding no suspicious person, he asked loudly, "Where is the man who just came in?"

"What man?" the boss asked in pretended confusion.

"He's a man in a black coat and grey pants, about the same height as you, but thinner than you!"

"No, this is the kitchen, usually no one comes in." The boss said calmly, a hint of displeasure gradually rising on his face, "I'm afraid it's impolite for you two to barge in like this. I wonder which department you two are from."

"We are from the special operations team directly under the payment headquarters." A man said sinisterly, while searching around with his eyes in an attempt to find some traces.

However, the clean kitchen prevented anyone from finding any clues.

He raised his eyebrows, "Something is wrong here!"

"What's wrong!" another person asked. (End of this chapter)