Chapter 1219: Do you need to call the police for just peeing?

Chapter 1219: Do you need to call the police for just peeing?

"Ugh~"

"Ugh~"

"Ugh~"

On Shuangyushu Street, in a field a hundred meters away from the old Yanjing Noodles with Soy Sauce Restaurant, Li Xiangnan, Song Zimo and Yuan Hongjun stood side by side, bending over into the snow, vomiting the noodles with soy sauce they had just eaten.

They vomited for ten minutes until their stomachs were completely emptied. Then the three of them sat on the ground with their arms and legs spread out, gasping for breath weakly.

At this moment, Song Zimo and Yuan Hongjun's faces turned green. They looked at Li Xiangnan in horror as he trembled and took out a cigarette from his pocket. They were dumbfounded.

"Dean, there's meat in this noodle. A bowl of noodles costs 60 cents. If you were going to vomit just now, we wouldn't have wasted 1.80 yuan! What a loss!

Yuan Hongjun held his waist and went to take the cigarette, with a look of resentment in his eyes.

Song Zimo on the side also cleared his throat, looking aggrieved, "Brother Nan, Hongjun is right. You knew the noodles were poisonous, but you still asked us to eat them! We should eat them, but you should eat them too! What if something happens? My sister just told me to protect you!"

Seeing the two guys looking at him with resentment in their eyes, Li Xiangnan laughed, "If you don't eat that noodle, you won't know that there is something wrong with his noodles! How can you understand Jiang San's feelings?"

Song Zimo wiped the grease from his mouth, got up from the ground, and asked in surprise: "Brother Nan, how does Jiang San feel? Do you understand? What's the problem with this?"

Yuan Hongjun standing by also changed from sitting to squatting, with a look of curiosity on his face.

Li Xiangnan exhaled a puff of smoke and asked, "How do you two feel after eating this noodle?"

"What feeling?" Song Zimo was stunned and turned to look at Yuan Hongjun.

Yuan Hongjun scratched his head and said innocently: "I don't feel anything, I just want to eat it!"

"Yes, I still want to..." Song Zimo repeated, and then his eyes lit up, "Huh? Brother Nan, you mean... that Jiang San was the same as us just now... Hiss, no wonder there were already three large bowls on the table just now, he had already eaten three bowls of clear soup noodles!"

"In the hospital, they said that Jiang San's stomach was bloated when he came for treatment. Was it because of eating these noodles?" Yuan Hongjun asked in surprise.

Li Xiangnan nodded, "Not bad! There's nothing wrong with this reasoning!"

Song Zimo narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time, then silently looked towards the noodle shop, "Brother Nan, according to what you said, how could there be a problem with his noodles? How do you know for sure that it's the noodles that are the problem?"

"Haven't you noticed? Except for the three of us who were a bit extravagant and ordered noodles with soybean paste, most people who were eating in the noodle shop were eating basic clear soup noodles like Jiang San! Occasionally there would be green vegetable noodles or green pepper noodles with different ingredients, but all the noodles came from the same pot!"

Li Xiangnan said lightly.

"Hiss, that's right! So that means there is indeed something wrong with the noodles!" Song Zimo and the others suddenly realized.

"You just rode half a kilometer in both directions. Did you find anything? There are four noodle shops here. The owners of the other three are all too idle. This husband-and-wife shop has the best business! This shop attracts all the people who want to eat noodles from the surrounding area!"

Li Xiangnan pointed at the desolate suburban shanties around him and said, "Do you think the food here is so good that it attracts people? How can a restaurant in such a remote area attract people? There is only one possibility. Those who come here are old customers who want to eat here again after having eaten there once!"

Song Zimo and Yuan Hongjun looked at each other with confused expressions, not knowing what Li Xiangnan wanted to say.

"Brother Nan, what do you mean?"

"His noodles have something powerful that can make people extremely dependent on them!" Li Xiangnan looked back at the two of them and threw away his cigarette butt. "That's why you were so eager to eat another bowl just now, and that's also the ultimate reason why Jiang San wanted to come over to eat noodles as soon as he left the hospital!"

Song Zimo looked at him in horror, "So, Brother Nan, that thing is the poison in the noodles you mentioned?"

Yuan Hongjun was shocked and asked, "What is that?"

"We don't know yet! But we will know soon!" Li Xiangnan waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

"Get lost! You ate five bowls of noodles with three cents. Next time you come to eat noodles, don't come in without paying me first!"

Bang!

The heavy door curtain was torn open by a figure. When a loud slamming sound of the door was heard, Jiang San had been kicked into the snow by the shop owner.

Li Xiangnan and the other two looked at each other, sneered twice, and walked forward silently.

"I'll pay, I'll pay! Just let me in, I'll eat my fill today, and I'll give you the money tomorrow!"

"Get lost! You said the same thing a few days ago! I thought you had changed your ways! Next time you come, leave your money on the window before you come in!"

Jiang San knocked on the shop door, but the shop owner stood in front of the window holding an iron spoon and glared at him fiercely. After shouting twice, the guy shrank his head, probably because he was extremely scared. He kicked the pile of firewood under the eaves dejectedly and walked away angrily.

"Jiang San!" Li Xiangnan nodded at Song Zimo and Yuan Hongjun, and the three of them immediately surrounded him.

"..." Jiang San paused and looked back, then instantly shrank his neck and pretended to run away.

Song Zimo suddenly stretched out his pincer-like hands and pinched his neck.

"Jiang San, do you still want to eat noodles?" Li Xiangnan asked with narrowed eyes.

"I want to..." Jiang San answered without even thinking.

"Haha, you look energetic now after eating the noodles. You were so listless and almost dying in the hospital before!" Song Zimo smiled coldly.

Jiang San hung his head and said nothing.

Li Xiangnan patted his face and said with a smile: "If you want to eat noodles, come back with me first, and I'll have someone make noodles for you!"

"No, I just want to eat the noodles here. All the noodle shops in Yanjing City are not as delicious as this one!" Jiang San shook his head and turned to look at the noodle shop, his eyes filled with devilish greed.

"Go, go, go, hurry up..."

At this time, many young men around 18 or 19 years old, wearing general boots, felt hats and fashionable military coats, rode their bikes to a stop in front of the noodle shop, opened the door curtain and swarmed inside.

Li Xiangnan narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Okay, but you have to go back to the hospital with me first!"

"Don't go back on your word!" Jiang San immediately stiffened his neck, put his hands into his cotton coat, rolled up his sleeves and hurried towards the hospital.

"Follow me!" Li Xiangnan waved his hand, led Song Zimo and Yuan Hongjun to quickly unlock their bicycles and catch up.

Half an hour later.

Nianwei Hospital Emergency Department.

Bang!

A reagent tube was slammed on the table.

Jiang San squatted on the ground, grabbing his ear with a wronged look on his face, and said resentfully: "Didn't you say you would give me noodles? You are not someone who doesn't keep his word..."

Li Xiangnan said in hatred: "Hurry up and pee for me! I'm saving you! Stop talking nonsense!"

After he finished speaking, he told Wang Defa, who was standing next to him trying to hold back his laughter, "Call the city police station and have them bring two police teams over here right away!"

"I pee, I pee, I pee, is it not okay for me to pee?" Jiang San was so scared that he immediately grabbed his belt.

Li Xiangnan was too lazy to pay attention to him. After he turned his back and urinated in a test tube, he quickly handed it to Yuan Hongjun and said, "Go and meet up with Dr. Shui Dong from the Chemistry Department of Yan University as soon as possible. Test this urine as quickly as possible and bring back the report!"

"Yes!" Yuan Hongjun did not dare to delay for a moment and trotted away.

Wang Defa asked, "Are two police teams enough?"

"Almost done!" Li Xiangnan nodded.

"Okay!" Wang Defa said and hurriedly made a phone call.

Jiang San squatted on the ground again, almost crying.

"It's just a pee, do you need to call the police?"

"Is it that serious?" Li Xiangnan said in a very cold voice, "That couple from the noodle shop, it would be too easy for them to be shot!"

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