Siheyuan: Superintendent at the beginning, wife Reba!

Reba tilted her head and looked at him, "Tell me what you found first."

"Hey, you're still hiding it from me." Zhang Chengfei pinched Reba's face and pinched it. Reba puffed out her cheeks and stared at him.

Zhang Chengfei hurriedly said seriously, "I found that although there was only one pillow on Han Zongrui's bed, there were traces of two pillows... I also found a torn glove under his bed, which was not a labor protection glove issued by the steel rolling mill. .”

The welfare of the steel rolling mill is quite good in Sijiucheng. Labor insurance suits, towels, gloves, etc. are distributed every quarter, and there are quite a lot of them. People in this era are economical and know how to live well. As long as someone in the courtyard house works in the steel rolling mill, there will never be any other gloves in the house.

"That's all you discovered?" Reba looked sideways at Zhang Chengfei, as if she looked down upon him.

Yo? Is this because I find less? Zhang Chengfei smiled and said, "Tell me what you discovered."

Like a child asking for credit, Reba eagerly took out a small crumpled paper ball from her pocket, opened it, and handed it to Zhang Chengfei.

When Zhang Chengfei saw it, his brows suddenly knitted into knots.

What Reba handed over was a half-burned draft paper, with only a small half left, but half of a human leg could be vaguely seen, half of a human leg that had been torn open by something.

"Did you pick it up in the kitchen? Did you find anything else?" Zhang Chengfei asked.

Reba nodded, "There are very few things in the kitchen of Han Zongrui's house, a small steel pot, an aluminum kettle, two bowls, a briquette stove...it doesn't have the conditions to kill people and dismember them..." ....”

"But when I was boiling water, I found this piece of paper from the vent of the stove. I guess it fell when he threw the paper into the fire to burn..."

Reba explained the matter clearly in a few words, and Zhang Chengfei couldn't help but nod. Now Reba has grown a lot compared to before.

"Brother Dachengzi, do you think Han Zongrui is the murderer?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Chengfei did not answer, but asked instead.

Reba pondered, "Judging from the painting, he must be a pervert, but if he killed someone and dismembered his body, we still need more evidence. At least we need to find the place where the body was dismembered."

Zhang Chengfei nodded, "Han Zongrui said that he works in the canteen of the steel rolling mill. After returning home, I will chat with Shazhu for a few words and then go to the canteen to have a look."

This era is different from later generations. If you own a house, renting a house or something is very troublesome.

In addition, Han Zongrui worked in the canteen, where axes, machetes, and cauldrons were all available. Zhang Chengfei felt that the place was suitable for dismemberment.

However, this is all my own speculation, and there is no evidence. I can't go over with a big fanfare, I can only make a secret visit first.

Reba rubbed her hands excitedly, "We are going to visit the steel rolling mill at night today? What do I need to bring? Night clothes? Do you want a black mask?"

Zhang Chengfei glanced at her speechlessly, "No need for anything. Just stay at the police station at night and you can't go anywhere."

He went to the steel rolling mill at night and didn't know what he was going to encounter. Zhang Chengfei didn't want Reba to be in danger, but Reba refused and insisted on going. The two had a few words, but Reba turned around and left. Zhang Chengfei was helpless. shrug.

If you're angry, just be angry. At worst, you can coax her after the case is solved.

The two separated, and Zhang Chengfei returned to the courtyard. Instead of going home directly, he went to find Sha Zhu first.

After the two sat together and chatted for a while, Zhang Chengfei blew out a smoke ring and said, "Silly Zhu, I heard that you are the team leader in the first cafeteria? You are in charge of a lot of people, right?"

Silly Zhu took a sip, "Where are they? Just those three melons and two jujubes, my two apprentices, two second chefs, one who is in charge of reception, and one who is a handyman."

The steel rolling mill is large and has three canteens. The first canteen is responsible for the leadership reception banquet, so the number of employees responsible for the meal is the least, and the number of people is relatively small.

"You have been the team leader for so long, do they all respect you? Do you have to call you Team Leader He or Chef He when you open or close your mouth? I don't think I can call you Silly Zhu like my neighbors in the courtyard. "Zhang Chengfei said deliberately.

When Silly Zhu heard this, he was so angry that he just gritted his back molars, "Ma Dan, this bastard Xu Damao is the one who spread my nickname in the factory. Now the whole factory calls me Silly Zhu!! Even mine!" The second chef and receptionist Liu Lan are also called that!!"

"Only my two apprentices, Ma Hua and Xiao Pang, are concerned about the master-disciple relationship and call me master. Oh, by the way, Han Zongrui, the handyman, also calls me master he."

"Oh? That's strange. He shouldn't need to beg you like MCA and others, right?"

"He can't beg me, but he is a softie and can be bullied by anyone. He can't beat a fart with three sticks..."

Silly Zhu was a talker. Once he started chatting, he would talk non-stop. He directly told Zhang Chengfei all about Han Zongrui's situation.

According to him, Han Zongrui was also a poor man. His hometown was in Northern Hebei Province. Later, the Japanese invaded and killed his whole family. It is said that they did not even spare his five-year-old sister. Only he ran to Sijiu City and lived there. Outside Dongzhimen, he has never married a wife until now.

Before liberation, he made a living by carrying large bags at the freight station. After liberation, he was assigned to the steel rolling mill during its expansion in [-].

"This man has no skills, but he works hard. Sometimes when we leave at night, he stays behind to clean without complaining." Silly Zhu finished speaking and took a sip of water.

After Zhang Chengfei understood the situation, he left Shazhu's house and went to the backyard.

He tied up his bicycle and entered the house.

Grandma Zhang quickly poured water for him to wash his hands and face.

"Grandma, what's for dinner tonight?" Zhang Chengfei said while wiping his face.

Grandma Zhang brought some facial oil over, scooped out a lump, and rubbed it on his face, "Xiao'e is cooking tonight and said she wants to make us a food that is not available in the [-]th city. What is it called, oil-splashed noodles?" This is her specialty.”

In her entire life, she has traveled from the Central Plains to Sdong and outside the customs, but she has never tasted this oily noodles!

Oily noodles? Zhang Chengfei thought of Tian Xiao'e again...

After washing his face, he wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but Grandma Zhang gave him a kick, "Go and help in the kitchen! Do you really think that I am serving you?"

Zhang Chengfei sighed helplessly, rubbed his butt and walked out of the room.

After opening the curtain and entering the kitchen, I saw Lou Xiao'e putting noodles as wide as her trouser pocket into the pot one by one.

There are three large bowls on the chopping board next to them. Next to the bowls are chopped onions and garlic.

Zhang Chengfei looked at Lou Xiao'e's neat face and said casually, "I thought you couldn't cook."

Judging from Lou Xiao'e's posture, she is quite skilled.

Lou Xiao'e put down the noodles, pulled them apart with chopsticks, and closed the lid, "I'm not good at cooking, but I love eating noodles. This oily noodles was taught by our cook before."

"Then have you made noodles for Xu Damao?" Zhang Chengfei suddenly asked.

Lou Xiao'e was slightly startled and replied, "No. When I married him, my father told me not to cook in front of him."