"At that time, a police officer gave me a cigarette. I looked at it - isn't this Da Qian Men?"
Yu Jingting was surrounded by a group of locals.
He was recounting his entire process of cooperating with the investigation inside.
He didn't mention a word about the case.
Instead, he described in great detail how good the cigarettes were, and how delicious the meals were, his praises touching the sky.
"Four dishes: Sweet and Sour Pork, Stir-fried Cabbage with Black Fungus, Stewed Radish and Cabbage, and some pickles."
He made everyone salivate, the meals seemed really good.
"Of course, the food my wife cooks is much better, but I think it's rare to enter the station, so I ate a bit more for the remembrance, I ate three bowls of white rice."
He almost made people cry from laughter.
The investigators wanted his cooperation, but they didn't expect him to finish everyone's food.
"So what's the deal with the case, has the murderer been caught?"