"Oh, you said this, this is left over from our team leader Luo. She felt it was not suitable for her appetite, so she threw it into the trash. I saw that you were really hungry, and the police station had nothing else to eat.
, I will pick it up for you, anyway, it’s waste to use it!" Guo Cang explained.
Leftovers! And leftovers thrown into the trash bin! The most important point is that this is what Luo Ning eats and doesn't want to throw away. How can she eat Han Xuemei? How can she eat what Luo Ning eats?
Meals are absolutely not possible!
Hearing Guo Cang's words, Han Xuemei felt disgusted. The chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground. The food that had already been slicing into her mouth was about to chew, and she also vomited out.
"vomit…"
Han Xuemei leaned over and retching.[
"I think it's dirty, then forget it, I'll take it out!"
Seeing Han Xuemei's appearance, Guo Cang wrapped the lunch box on the table, and did not give Han Xuemei a chance to stop him and left the interrogation room directly.
After vomiting twice, the feeling of hunger came again. And because I just smelled the smell of the food and the food was put into my mouth, the feeling of hunger became even stronger than before.
"I'm so hungry!" Han Xuemei lay on the interrogation table, moaning weakly.
After a long wait, she couldn't stand it anymore and got up to shoot the door. However, no one paid attention to her at all, so she could only walk inside in despair.
"There are still rice grains left on the table!" Suddenly, Han Xuemei's eyes narrowed and she found that there were still a few rice grains she had vomited out before on the table. This discovery made her throat squirm.
"Or I'll eat it!" Han Xuemei thought, but then another thought came out, "No, I can't eat it. This is what Luo Ning left over and threw it into the trash can, and he vomited it out by himself.
How can I eat it? It's not possible."
"But I'm really hungry. Anyway, I've put this rice grain in my mouth before, so it's nothing to eat."
Eat it...can't eat it...
These two thoughts were tug at the heart. I don’t know how long it took, but in the end, the hunger in my stomach prevailed. Han Xuemei endured the humiliation and threw away the remaining Luo Nings, and she had spitted them out before.
I ate the rice grains.
However, how could a few grains of rice relieve her hunger? It was a drop in the bucket, which made her even hunger even more.
"Look for it again, maybe there may be other residues of rice!" Han Xuemei thought, then searched in the interrogation room, and asked her to search the table and stools, but there was no residue of rice on the ground.
The black rice grains were the lunch box that was knocked over yesterday, and they were not cleaned up and left.
A grain of rice is painted black, covered with dust, and the original color cannot be seen clearly. How can I eat it?
Han Xuemei shook her head suddenly and put aside the idea of eating, but an hour passed and two hours passed. By the middle of the night, she could no longer hold it.
I squatted down and picked up the rice grains, closed my eyes and struggled to put them into my mouth, but accidentally rolled down from my hands.
"Ah, where did you go?" Han Xuemei lay on the ground looking for it, and the rice grains seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
"Where did it fall?" Han Xuemei thought, and finally clapped her hands suddenly and said uncertainly: "I can't have stepped on her feet, right?
Taking off his shoes, Han Xuemei found the grain of rice on the sole of the shoe, but it had been pressed into a thin slice.