The Underworld Detective

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When the six-door madman finished, he stepped on the cloud-shaped trolley back into the smoky door, and the waiter said to me: “Come with me, you two! ”

I can't seem to speculate, I said to Huang Xiaotao: “You and uncle stay outside, we'll be right back. ”

Huang Xiaotao refers to his cell phone: “Telephone contact. ”

As I left, I suddenly noticed a strange smile in the corner of Li Jiao's mouth. The expression passed in a flash. Then he regained his honesty and loyalty. I thought I was mistaken.

In total, only about 30 guests were selected, and as soon as the waiter arrived at the Ion Hall, we saw a huge Ion sculpture at the door. Yin is a well-known statesman and militant in Chinese history, and is also the grandmaster of the world's chefs, who has put forward the phrases' with a deep tone 'and' with a harmonious five flavors’.

This is an ancient hall, with six madmen sitting on the top of the tall table, with an ancient grand ding in the center of the hall filled with rust of copper, and under the guidance of the waiter, we found our seats and sat down, and the table in front of us was empty.

I looked around, and the evil spirit that was invited here, including the former Money Leopard and the Bone Scraper, seemed to be quite prestigious cadres in the organization, and I wanted to write down all the names of these guests, basically a list of people to be exterminated.

After everyone sat down, the Six Crazy Chefs shouted: "Serve! ”

The waiter came to the decanter and poured a glass of wine for each of us. The glass filled with wine was a translucent amber glass, beautiful wheels, and the six-long madman chef took the glass and said, "The ancient poetry is cloudy, the wine is glowing, and this glass of wine, I salute you all. ”

“Lord Crazy Chef, please!” A lot of people say it.

Although it smells like premium wine, who knows what moths are in it. I've made up my mind that I won't eat any of the food here, so I poured out the wine, pretended to drink it, and the Knife God did the same.

“The diet, in China, has been a long stream, permeating all aspects!” Six Mad Chefs put down their glasses and said: “For example, in front of everyone, this businessman was born to cook food, and later became a symbol of kingship, because in our Chinese consciousness, nothing is bigger than eating! Ladies and gentlemen, I can't do anything else. I dare you to call yourself China's most knowledgeable eater. Today we are full of friends. Let's not talk about anything else, just eat! Before we begin, I'd like to offer you an appetizer. ”

Six crazy chefs slapped twice, followed by waiters coming to the console, several chefs standing in front of the console, sharpening the knife to boil water, preparing to start cooking, however, there was no ingredient on the console, and I had a bad feeling.

A maid walked silently behind a guest, then pulled out a knife and stabbed him in the throat. The people around her screamed and hid.

The guest pushed the waitress again and flushed her throat down the center of the hall, immediately holding him down and picking up his blood with an iron basin.

In front of the public, the victim's blood gradually dried up and stopped struggling, and the blood in the basin filled with a large pot, and I looked straight at the frown, while others' expressions were either frightened or excited or anticipating.

Six mad cooks ate the grapes held by the maid and slowly said: “Eating blood is a Chinese tradition that can be traced back to the Han Dynasty. After the blood is taken out, it must be allowed to solidify at low temperatures, then it can be set over water and cooked to ensure its delicious taste...”

The basin of blood was sent to the console, and the chef sprayed nitrogen onto it, allowing it to freeze quickly, then cut into small pieces of overwater, and then salvaged the oil pan.

Six crazy cooks looked at the cook's work with interest, and laughed: “By the way, the person who picked up the material today is Geng Si. He was targeted by the police for the crime, and he actually betrayed his boss to protect himself. This cold blood must taste good! ”

The chef specializes in blowing up blood clots, seasoning plates, and sending them to everyone by the maid.

In the face of that dark blood clot, it is naturally impossible for me to have an appetite, only some of the guests eat it, most people still have some fear, but look at others eating it and have to move chopsticks.

Then suddenly a scream broke out, a guest was suddenly strangled from behind by a waitress, he was strong, struggled desperately, threw the waitress out and knocked herself out on Dading.

The man kicked over the table and shouted, "Crazy cook, why are you dealing with me? I told you the money was planted, why don't you believe it! ”

The six-door madman chef was deaf and said slowly: “The second appetizer prepared for you today is a finger. China also has a long history of eating animal hooves and feet, which can be traced back to the earliest...”

When the waiter came up, the man struggled with his life and kept hitting the waiter, he shouted: "Brothers, the madman wants a great family, don't be deluded by him! ”

Everyone bowed their heads and no one dared to stand up. The last waiter attacked him from behind, knocked him unconscious with a stick, the man twitched upside down, and the waiter quickly cut off one of his fingers with a sharp scissors, then cut his throat with a knife.

“This ingredient is called Zhao Tiehan, a small cadre in the organization today," said Six-Door Crazy Chef. “This person dared to embezzle the property of the organization by a hundred million yuan, so much money can be taken. These hands must be fat and refreshing. ”

His fingers were sent to the chef's console, and the ten fingers were naturally not enough to eat, and the chef cut them into small pieces, frying them down in a pan, then paired with a variety of side dishes and sent to everyone's table.

It was sent to me with a slice of finger back and a tattoo on it, and I looked at my stomach for a while. Surrounded by a wave of chewing bones, these fellow eaters were mostly forced by the horror of six fanatical cooks, with little joy on their faces.

At this point, I heard footsteps behind me, a waitress walked behind me, and I was scared to sweat. The purpose of the banquet was to make me a dish!

“Next dish, I think everyone must want to eat very much. This man is a god detective, he has a genius brain and the courage to go too far. He just took down the dog trainer, King Jing, clown, gambling god on his own. He also recruited everyone's goddess blood parrot. How does such a brilliant brain taste? ”

I stood up and the maid behind me suddenly pulled a knife and stabbed me. She was grabbed by the knife god and threw her out.

The waiters lit up their knives and rushed towards us. The knife God kicked over the table, lifted his hand and sent the front waiter back to the west. Then he opened his bow to the left and right and kicked the two waiters off.

He rushed to the center of the hall, resisted for me, and shouted on the high floor: "Crazy cook, if you can do it, you're on your way. Don't do this conspiracy. ”

Six crazy chefs smile: “What's your hurry? You're the next appetizer, traitor! ”

I let my husband's three arches fall close to several of my waiters. If not for the sword god attracting most of my fire, I wouldn't be able to protect myself.

There was a scream around: "Kill him! Kill him! ”

I looked around, stunned and stunned, all the guests stood up, looking at me with excitement, waiting for us to be killed...