Lu Qin demonstrated his real skills on the spot! The Penguin Group suddenly fell silent!
"Officer, listen to me. Search the boss, then search his home. I guarantee you'll find something."
The stubborn old man refused to let it go, convinced that there was no way fried rice noodles could taste that good.
"Sir, you need to trust our police investigation abilities. The fried rice noodles you ate this morning were freshly cooked by Boss Lu, right? Did you see him add anything else to them?"
"I didn't, but there are tricks in the underworld. You can put something into the wok without anyone noticing."
"You didn't see how fast this boss's hands were. Swish, swish, swish—like a machine."
The old man looked utterly confident and resolute, refusing to budge.
The station chief and the officers realized they simply couldn't reason with him.
Lu Qin was speechless. He really did not want to waste any more time here, so he said:
"My food cart is outside, and I still have rice noodles. I'll cook a batch right in front of everyone. Sir, if it tastes the same as the one you had earlier, will that prove I didn't add anything else to my fried rice noodles?"
The station chief's eyes lit up.
"That's a good idea. Sir, with all these eyes watching, it'll be obvious whether Boss Lu adds anything to the fried rice noodles."
The old man frowned and thought it over before finally nodding.
"Fine, let's do that!"
And so,
In the open space before the Police Station office building,
Lu Qin set up his stall.
When the customers at the entrance saw a large group of people coming out of the office building, they craned their necks to look inside.
"Are the investigation results out?"
"What's