The Last Train to Hell

They also knew what happened last night.

If it weren't for the friendship, they wouldn't be so calm.

The policeman who came out with me was very young, and looked about the same age as me.

Now when I see people of my age, I subconsciously classify them as young people.

On the contrary, I forget that I am not an old man.

He acts like an old man every day, as if he is taking advantage of his age.

I smiled and shook my head.

The young policeman who went out with me heard me suddenly laugh and asked me curiously.

"What are you laughing at, Brother Su? What's so funny about this?"

When he asked this, I found it more and more interesting.

I shook my head at him and nodded.

"There's really nothing funny, but I think you're quite funny."

He nodded, looking unhappy.

I didn't know if I was right or wrong to say he was funny.

But seeing him like this, he was really interesting.

We went to the vegetable market, and I picked up the vegetables I liked and bought a few.

I asked the policeman to pick a few more vegetables and meats that he liked.

We took a lot of vegetables home. We originally wanted to cook two dishes.

I didn't expect so many dishes. I thought.

Cooking is troublesome. It's better to have a hot pot.

I've been at home for a long time and haven't eaten hot pot.

There are many people this time, so it's more lively to eat hot pot.

I went to the small supermarket downstairs and bought a pack of hot pot base.

I remember that there is a double-flavored pot in Duanmei's kitchen, which is just suitable for hot pot.

When I put the soup and vegetables and meat together, I asked the policeman if he wanted to eat hot pot?

I saw that his eyes lit up when he heard the word hot pot.

I knew he must be willing in his heart.

In fact, eating hot pot is really easy. It's just that it takes a little effort to wash the dishes afterwards.

At least you don't have to stir the ladle to cook.

I'm not a very diligent person. Someone introduced me to help in the kitchen of a restaurant.

It is said that I can learn the craft from a master for three to five years, and after I become a master, I can find a job as a chef in a big hotel.

But I think flipping the wok is too tiring. After all, I see that my master has to cook at least 100 to 80 dishes a day.

At the end, my hands were shaking.

The sweat on my forehead was like pearls that had broken off the string, dripping down continuously.

Especially the master I followed, who was quite burly.

People tend to sweat easily when they are hot, and it is even more stuffy in a place like a kitchen.

My master's back was soaked when he was cooking.

When I went to the restaurant to help in the kitchen, it was when I took the driver's license test, and I didn't work for a long time.

The driver's license test is mostly during the day, and the restaurant is busy from noon to afternoon.

I went to the driving school in the morning and went to the restaurant at noon, which didn't delay my work.

But if you have to say what I learned, I really didn't learn much.

After all, cooking is not a simple thing, it is a long-term job. What can I learn in a few days?

But when I stay in the restaurant, I am quite picky about food.

So much so that I look down on the cooking skills of many small restaurants now.

Sometimes I want to cook two dishes for them and show off my skills.

But I don’t think I can really cook well.

The young policeman and I were washing vegetables, and the other two policemen were setting up a pot to boil water.

Then we took the bowls to mix the sauce. Anyway, we worked together.

We had a tacit understanding, as if we had known each other for a long time.

When we got together to eat hot pot, our feelings rose quickly. After all, hot pot can easily bring people closer together.

I think so. After a meal, I and several policemen were almost brothers.

But looking at their appearance, they still had some reservations about me. It’s not that I didn’t think about asking them questions.

Because from the accents they spoke, they were all locals, but even the youngest of them had their own ideas.

Before I asked anything, they laughed without hesitation.

If I didn’t have good eyesight and didn’t understand what they were thinking, I would be really stupid.

I bought a lot of meat and a lot of other things.

After boiling the chicken feet, I took out the bones directly,

which is considered boneless chicken feet, and boiled them in this spicy hot pot.

It tasted really good. Anyway, I ate most of the plate by myself.

At this moment, my stomach was full and I suddenly felt a little sleepy.

I wanted to throw the things here and go to sleep, but I felt embarrassed to have three customers here.

Obviously, the old policeman was very considerate. Seeing me yawn, he hurriedly said to me.

"You look sleepy, so why don't you go over and sleep for a while, and the three of us will sit and chat. Hey, why don't you let Xiao Chen go over and sleep with you? He has been busy all day and night, and he worked the night shift last night."

The old policeman was particularly considerate. There were still a lot of dishes left on the table, and we decided to continue eating in the evening.

So I went to the bedroom to sleep directly at this moment, and I set the alarm clock for 8 o'clock in the evening.

After all, I have to get up and have a hot pot meal before I go out.

The policeman slept directly on the broken eyebrow. I thought about it.

It's not appropriate to hold someone's arm. It will make people think I'm a pervert.

I asked tentatively, "Can you put the shoulder straps on your police uniform on my head, or put the police uniform on my head."

The policeman was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting me to make such a request.

But such a request was not difficult, he folded the hat and police uniform neatly.

He placed it on the top of my pillow, and I reached out to touch it to make sure I could touch it.

Only then did I feel a little relieved.

The policeman's eyes were full of doubts, and I hurried to explain to him.

"I have been possessed by evil spirits recently. I have to hold something with a sense of justice when I sleep at night, such as police uniforms and badges, otherwise I always feel uneasy."

Xiao Chen nodded, not knowing whether he believed me.

Anyway, he didn't ask any more questions, I breathed a sigh of relief, and after lying down, I put my hand on my head.

Gently touching the police uniform, seeing Xiao Chen's somewhat restrained appearance, I patted the place next to me.

"Hurry up and lie down to sleep, you have worked a night shift and most of the day shift, it's almost five o'clock."

I slept for more than three hours, and I was woken up by the alarm clock. I don't know if the police badge and police uniform really worked.

With these two things on my head, I slept very soundly.

The young policeman lying next to me was still sleeping, and I didn't greet him specifically. I stood up and went to the bathroom to wash my face.

Then I opened the door and looked into the living room, and found that the old policeman was lying on the floor alone.

Another person was lying on the sofa, looking quite pitiful.