Hearing what Song Qi said, the man smiled happily and handed the swill bucket to Song Qi.
"Then I'll trouble you."
After saying that, he did not lock the door, only left it ajar, and then left happily.
Song Qi quickly poured the swill and came back with the bucket.
The head chef said he was going to get the ingredients, so Song Qi didn't have much time left.
She pushed the door shut, turned on the flashlight and looked at what was inside.
Once inside, the fishy smell was still there, mixed with a hint of rancidity, which was similar to the smell of raw fish sashimi that Song Qi smelled.
Rice, noodles and vegetables are placed outside, and when you enter the room inside, you can see several baskets.
There was nothing else in the basket, but fish. Their eyes were wide open, as if they were dead.
There was also a basket that only contained fish tails, but the fish tails were much larger than Song Qi's legs. They were curled up in the basket aggrievedly, emitting an unpleasant smell.
This fish tail was bigger than anything Song Qi had seen in the box.
Song Qi felt a little numb. People would be afraid of giant objects. The fish tail alone was already this long, so how big would the whole thing be?
Song Qi didn't dare to delay, and walked around the kitchen, calculating the time when the chef would come back, and then hurried out.
A crew member saw Song Qi coming out of the kitchen and asked in confusion: "Why are you there?"
Song Qi replied casually: "The chef asked me to help him empty the swill bucket."
The crew member said oh, no doubt.
Probably because of the chef's strength, no one would dare to lie about the chef's name.
Song Qi smiled and left from the kitchen door and returned to the room.
She washed the smell off her body. It would be time to work in the afternoon in a while. The rain stopped and they had to continue moving the goods.
In the afternoon, they did not go to move things immediately. Instead, they were called aside by the supervisor. There were many crew members there, and the chief cook stood at the front.
The head chef had his hands on his hips, and his apron was stained with blood.
Seeing everyone coming, the head chef said calmly: "Someone sneaked into my kitchen today and took away some things. The person who did this should come forward. I can still let you go now. Call me later." If you find out, you won't end up so well."
Hearing what the chef said, the people below began to whisper, and the supervisor scratched his head, "Whoever did it, please come forward and return the things, or you will suffer a lot later!"
The head chef repeated it again and asked someone to bring the man who poured the swill at noon.
The man looked pale, moved his lips, and just said: "I really didn't see anyone go in."
After he gave the swill bucket to Song Qi, he went to play cards. If the head chef knew that he was lazy, every layer of his skin would be peeled off.
"I told you to lock the door, why didn't you lock it?" the head chef asked him.
The man's body froze. At that time, he was so focused on leaving the matter to Song Qi that he never imagined that someone would be so bold as to enter the chef's kitchen.
He subconsciously looked up at Song Qi, and Song Qi naturally saw his gaze.
Within a few seconds, the chef's eyes also fell on Song Qi.
Song Qi's palms were slightly sweaty. She didn't take anything from the kitchen. She didn't know the purpose of the chef's words yet, but she couldn't admit it even to death.
The head chef held the man's collar and walked towards Song Qi.
The crew member next to Song Qi was excited and suddenly said, "I remember she went to pour swill at noon."
The crew member pointed at Song Qi.
