Chapter 508: I

During the noon break, the Police Station was suffused with a warm atmosphere.

Many officers also received their families' understanding for the first time; before that, they were often complained about because of their jobs.

But the warm moment didn't last long; a dispatch call shattered the scene.

The Police Station received another report.

The reporter saw a completely skeletal corpse inside a bridge pier of the big bridge.

"What? A corpse? Another murder case?"

After learning the news, Han Fei first frowned, then let out a deep breath, looking relieved, and set down the Love Lunchbox his daughter had made for him.

The bad news is that the Police Station just got a report, so now there's more work.

The good news is that he finally doesn't have to force himself to eat that overly salty Love Lunchbox.

Although the lunchbox contains his daughter's affection, … it's just too salty; even though Han Fei forced himself to eat for a while, he only managed to eat a little less than half.

It's really hard to swallow!

Han Fei casually grabbed the water cup on the table, gulped a big mouthful to rinse his mouth, then wiped his mouth and looked at his wife and daughter.

"No time to eat the lunchbox, another case just came in, I have to get busy."

"Okay, you go." Han Fei's wife said, "I'll take care of the daughter."

Then, Han Fei, with a doting expression, patted his daughter's little head.

"I'll try to come home early tonight and bring you something tasty."

"Okay!" Han Fei's daughter nodded vigorously, then closed the lunchbox lid on the table, smiling, "Dad, Mom and I will take this lunchbox home; you can eat it when you come back tonight."

"Eat it at home tonight?! What a joke, this whole box is so salty it could kill me!" Han Fei snatched the lunchbox back from his daughter's hands without further discussion.

"That won't do, Dad hasn't eaten enough yet; keep this lunchbox, I'll eat it on the way."

"Dad really likes the lunchbox I made?"

"Of course I do, especially delicious; our baby is truly skillful." Han Fei said shamelessly.

"That's good, then can I keep making them for Dad often!"

Han Fei: "???"

"Okay, but I can't just have you give to Dad; Dad also has to do something for you. How about this: each time you make a lunchbox, Dad will reward you with a workbook."

…

On the way to the scene.

"Han Team, is this Love Lunchbox made by your sister-in-law?" Chen Ke asked curiously, looking at the lunchbox Han Fei was holding in his arms.

"No." Han Fei shook his head. "My daughter made it."

"Made by your daughter? That's so happy; if I had a daughter who could make me a Love Lunchbox, that would be great."

Upon hearing that, Han Fei forced a fake smile and silently chuckled to himself, then said, "Do you want some? I only ate half; the other half I haven't touched."

He's been caught in the rain, and wants to let others get drenched too.

"I can't eat, I'm driving."

Seeing Chen Ke not falling for it, Han Fei turned the bad idea onto nearby Xu Mo, opening the lunchbox lid.

"Team Leader Xu, I can't finish it; will you eat? I haven't touched this half yet."

Xu Mo, who was just a little hungry, promptly took the lunchbox and, without hesitation, grabbed the fried egg that was on top of the lunchbox with his hand and bit it.

"Mmm… delicious! Han Team, you're so lucky; your daughter's cooking is that good even at such a young age."

Tasty? Shouldn't it be very salty? Han Fei looked puzzled.

The lunchbox contained two fried eggs; he had already eaten the other one, which was so salty it made his tears salty, and he almost couldn't swallow it.

But looking at Xu Mo's expression, he seemed to be eating that egg without finding it salty at all!

Could it be that only his half was over‑salted, while the remaining half was normal? If so, he'd be reluctant to give the remaining half to Xu Mo, since it was made by his beloved daughter.

Out of curiosity, Han Fei grabbed a big piece of meat from the lunchbox with his hand and shoved the whole thing into his mouth.

Almost as soon as it entered, his face twisted from the salt.

The familiar taste washed over Han Fei's palate; this half was also extremely salty!

Han Fei's eyes watered from the salt, and with his peripheral vision he saw Xu Mo stifling a laugh.

Damn… got duped, that Lao Liu!

Originally I planned to prank Xu Mo, but ended up being pranked back.

The more he thought, the angrier he got, and Han Fei turned the idea onto front‑row Chen Ke and Li Chen.

"You two also eat some; you need to be full to have energy for work," he said, directly shoving the lunchbox into Li Chen's lap, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Thank you, Han Team."

Li Chen, completely unaware of the issue, also grabbed a piece of meat from the lunchbox with his hand and shoved it into his mouth.

After it entered his mouth, Li Chen's expression instantly twisted, and he turned his head to glance at Han Fei and Xu Mo sitting in the back row.

The two, expressionless, looked at him seriously: "What's wrong? Not tasty?"

At that moment, Li Chen even thought maybe his taste buds were the problem.

Clearly Han Team and Xu Team didn't say it was salty, so why does it taste so salty to me?

Fueled by curiosity, he reached into the lunchbox again, pinched another piece of meat, and shoved it into his mouth.

This piece was even saltier than the previous one!

The honest Li Chen still can't figure out why this is happening.

He's still wondering: My sense of taste can't really be the problem, can it?

While waiting at the traffic light, he grabbed another piece of meat from the lunchbox and handed it to Chen Ke, saying, "Try it." ωωw.. net

Chen Ke instinctively opened his mouth and ate the meat; after glancing at Han Fei and Xu Mo's expressions in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but smack his mouth twice.

"Hmm... you don't have to say that, it's indeed quite tasty."

Now Li Chen was completely baffled.

Quite tasty? Isn't it salty? Nobody feels this bento is salty? My sense of taste must really be off!

Li Chen began to panic; to verify, he took another piece of meat from the lunchbox and shoved it into his mouth.

It is indeed salty—overly salty!

Li Chen, with a puzzled expression, looked at Chen Ke, then at Han Fei and Xu Mo in the back row.

"Don't you think this bento is a bit salty?"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them shook their heads in unison.

"No, it's not salty."

"Salty? I think it's just right."

"Where's this bento salty? It's quite tasty."

Seeing their reactions, Li Chen couldn't help but swallow dryly.

Damn, my sense of taste is messed up!

He even thought he should find time to go to the hospital, since a ruined sense of taste is serious; if not treated promptly, he might never enjoy good food again.

Li Chen immediately turned his head and, solemnly, addressed Han Fei sitting in the back row.

"Han Team, after this case ends I'd like to request leave; my tongue seems to have a problem, I need to see a doctor."

The next second.

"Hahaha—Han Team, Team Leader Xu, sorry, I just can't hold it in, that silly kid... he said his tongue has a problem, hahaha..." Chen Ke, seated in the pilot's seat, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Li Chen: "???"