spy cloud

"We are arresting anti-Japanese elements. Have you seen anything here?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I really didn't know. We are all honest businessmen!"

As he spoke, he stuffed some money into Zhou Shuili's hand. As for the amount, it was just enough for tea.

"Sir, you can have some tea with your brothers. After all, we will definitely help you keep an eye on what you said. As long as you have any instructions, we will follow your lead."

"Fuck off!"

Zhou Shuili looked at the money in her hand. She didn't know whether to accept it or not. After all, this was the social atmosphere.

Even if she is not short of money, she is short of people under her.

She sat directly in the hall and waited for her men to search. After all, it would take time for a dozen people to search such a large restaurant.

What's more, it will take a lot of time to completely search this area.

"Boss Zhao, your business seems to be doing well!"

"Thank you for your praise. This place originally belonged to the owner. Later, for some unknown reason, the owner transferred it to me and ran away. I got a bargain."

"You mean Keihei Jiichiro?"

"Yes!"

"Have you seen him?"

"Sir, how could a small person like me know where the original boss went? You don't know that the original boss only came to collect money and eat. It was not easy to see him at ordinary times. Now that he has transferred the business to me, how could he come again? There are wanted posters for him everywhere now. Does he dare to show up?"

Zhao Chuan immediately bowed and answered carefully. After all, when facing such a spy, it is better to be cautious.

"Report, something unusual happened in the woodshed in the backyard!"

Just then, a spy ran over and reported to Zhou Shuili.

"Oh!"

Zhou Shuili couldn't help but turn her gaze to Zhao Chuan, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Boss Zhao, how about we go over and take a look together?"

However, Zhao Chuan did not expect that the secret agents would search so thoroughly. He was shocked, but he still maintained a calm expression on his face.

"Sir, you are talking about the woodshed. I just killed chickens there. Every day, I prepare some chickens. After all, there are people who want to order chickens every day. I have no choice but to hire someone to kill chickens. That would cost me a lot of money. I can only work harder myself."

Zhao Chuan immediately explained, and at the same time, under the supervision of the secret agents, he walked directly to the woodshed in the backyard.

After all, the woodshed is only about ten meters away from the hall, and it can be reached in a few steps.

As you walked in, you could smell a faint smell of blood, and the secret agents turned on the lights to illuminate the ground and the blood on the ground.

"Sniff sniff sniff."

Zhou Shuili also took a few deep breaths, and her eyes when she looked at Zhao Chuan changed a little.

"No, if you killed a chicken, how come there is no smell of the chicken being plucked? You are lying."

Zhou Shuili shouted loudly and her eyes became fierce.

Zhao Chuan seemed to be frightened and sat on the ground, saying loudly: "Sir, it's really unfair, it's really unfair. After I pulled the mushrooms out in the kitchen, I brought them to the firewood room and put them among the firewood, so that the chicken would attract the smell of the firewood. The chicken I cooked was very special, really!"

"Oh, is there still chicken cooked this way?"

"Really, sir, if you believe me, you can move the firewood outside. I put three chickens inside. This is our famous firewood chicken, really."

"It's a pity that the firewood here is not new, so the taste of the food is much worse."

"Oh, you're still right?"

Zhou Shuili immediately asked someone to spread the firewood apart, and she saw three chickens hanging in the middle of the firewood. They were in a mess, but they looked carefully prepared.

There was some blood dripping down from time to time. "Why did you get it all wet?"

"Sir, this place is filled with the smell of blood and bloody water. If some of the waiters or the chefs know my secret recipe, then this method will be stolen by others. This is my signature dish. It must be ordered at least one day in advance. Otherwise, it will not taste good at all."

Zhao Chuan still explained carefully.

Zhou Shuili immediately approached, looked at the chicken carefully, and reached out to touch it gently.

"No, it seems like you just put it up here, why is it still quite warm?"

"Sir, if it freezes, there will be no way to absorb the wood smell here, so we need to rinse it with warm water from time to time to prevent it from freezing."

"It's winter now. If it were any other season, there wouldn't be so much trouble. Really! There's nothing we can do about it."

Zhou Shuili shone the flashlight on the ground again and soon found some prepared chicken feathers.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuan saw traces of blood on several pieces of firewood. He was stunned. After all, he was in a hurry just now and did not pay attention to the situation on these firewoods.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over to block Zhou Shuili's sight with his body, and explained: "Sir, I have parents and children to take care of. Please, give me a chance to live. I really didn't know you were here to look for me. This is the only space I have here, really!"

"Please!"

Zhou Shuili watched Zhao Chuan's performance and was confused by his behavior for a moment, so she turned her gaze to other people.

"My dear officers, these three chickens are a careful addition to your dinner. Look, how about I cook them for you? After all, you have been busy for such a long time, you must be hungry."

When the other spies heard this, they were also stunned and looked at Zhou Shuili with questioning eyes. After all, it was already past three in the morning.

"Cuckoo!"

Right here, Zhou Shuili heard several sounds of swallowing saliva, and couldn't help but look down on several of her subordinates, her face flushed.

"Then I'll trouble you, boss."

"No problem. I'll go get ready. Sirs, please wait in the lobby. I'll be quick."

Zhao Chuan finally managed to get these spies out of the backyard, then picked up three chickens and went straight to the kitchen to process them.

As for the firewood, especially the firewood that No. 7 was lying on, he collected it and put it directly in the kitchen to burn.

At the same time, he wiped a cold sweat. If he had not been smart, he might have died here tonight.

However, now was not the time for him to think too much. He simply picked up the knife on the table and started roasting the chicken.

……

"Captain, there is nothing suspicious except that woodshed!"

"There's nothing suspicious on my end, and the boss's room is indeed still warm. It's obvious that he hasn't been up for long, no more than forty minutes at most."

"Captain, how about I go to the woodshed again and check it more carefully?"

"Well, go check it out, and then we can feel more at ease. I always feel that this Shopkeeper Zhao is a little bit unusual."

"Yes!"

The two agents immediately left the hall and went straight to the woodshed. After all, they had to check it again. As for the kitchen, there was nothing to check there.

In addition to the firewood that had just been moved over, there was the chicken that was being cooked.

When the two agents came back with flashlights to check, they found that there was no change here, but it seemed that something was missing, but they couldn't tell what it was.

"Do you feel like something is missing here?"

"Stupid, of course there's a chicken missing. The chicken was hanging here to be smoked just now, and now it's gone, doesn't it just look like there's one missing?" Another spy cursed with a disdainful smile.

"It seems so!" (End of this chapter)