Trafford’s Trading Club

“Have a seat. Have a seat! I don't know what you two want to eat. ”

The waiter was polite and even enthusiastically pulled the stool open for Rocchu and Yunight and served the plate.

Lochu looked up at the plate for a while and asked, "Is there any river cuisine? ”

“Oh, I'm so sorry.” The waiter apologizes for this moment: “If you order now, you probably can't do it. ”

Rochu asked curiously, "But isn't this on the plate? And it's a signature dish. ”

"Sir, as you know, it's hard to handle a river. If the Master's methods are wrong, people are very troublesome to eat. This river cuisine is indeed a sign in our store, but the only master who can handle river cuisine in our store got it when he got aboard, he can't hold the knife for now. ”

“Oh?” Lochu nodded, "So, there's actually no river rattle here? ”

"That's not true," said the waiter. "The boss came in. But Master can't handle it, it can only be put in the freezer, it won't break anyway, it's just not so fresh. ”

Boss Luo nodded and suddenly asked: "Should there be a lot of people here to eat the river? ”

The waiter looked quite spleeny, laughed at this moment, then looked at the front desk, then lowered his voice: “To be honest, although it's a signature dish, it's not a good sell... you know, this river can kill people if it doesn't taste good, so many people don't dare to eat it. The boss is just a gimmick. Actually, he can't sell a few copies a day. But actually, if you dare, it tastes really good! I've eaten it. It tastes like shit. I can't describe it. I definitely ate once and wanted to eat twice. ”

“But not now, is it?” Unight said softly at this time.

The waiter could only laugh embarrassingly, looking at this beautiful woman, a little stunned, unable to look away, “But I mean it! This river is really good! Even the captain here is a fan of it! ”

“Captain… are you coming too?” Lochu dropped the plate.

“Well, old customers.” The waiter refers to the corner of the restaurant, "and every time the captain comes, he sits there, ordering a river cuisine. ”

That's where you can see the ocean.

“Did the captain come yesterday?” Unight was curious to ask.

The waiter revealed his obsession, and his subconscious voice said: "Yesterday at noon, too, but he didn't eat the river meal. Then he talked to the master and left. ”

“Give us a sushi plate.” Unight laughed, “nothing else is needed. ”

The waiter nodded and left somewhat disappointed - this Japanese restaurant, the kitchen was open, so the waiter walked straight to the kitchen table.

Probably because of the deaths on the deck, many visitors don't go out, and the entertainment area is much cooler everywhere - the restaurant is just a few kittens at the moment.

An elderly cook in the kitchen is making soup with gauze wrapped around his wrist, probably the master who can handle the river. Two other chefs are drumming up something.

“What did you order?” Probably because it's too free, the young chef who used to watch the list for food asked boringly at the moment.

The waiter shrugged: “I had ordered the river, but no, I ordered a plate. ”

“Hechuan...” the young chef nodded and suddenly looked at the teacher. “By the way, Master, I lit up the freezer in the morning, as if a river chunk was missing. ”

The teacher who was stirring the soup cooker turned his head, “Is it missing? That's twelve. Did you count them? ”

“Count it out, just eleven. ”

“Eleven? Am I mistaken?” The teacher frowned, "I'll take a look at the purchase order, you make the Guest's things first. ”

“Okay. ”

Later.

“Sir, miss, your sushi platter.” The waiter came back with a plate.

"" Pack it up, please, and we'll just take it. ”

……

……

“The palm print stopped here... didn't it fall off the ceiling?” Lin Feng looked up at the top of the corridor.

Mahoud shook his head and said, "Would the ceiling be okay if it fell off the top? Besides, isn't there any blood on the deceased? ”

“That's right...” Lin Feng nodded, then Baixi couldn't understand: “But the palm of his hand started here... can this man still show up empty? The surveillance didn't catch it either. Isn't this a wonderful night? ”

Lin Feng knocked against the wall next to him.

“What are you knocking?” Mahoud stunned.

Lin Feng said: "See if there's a dark door or something. Maybe it came out of the dark door? ”

Mahoud also fought with a knock... The eagle dragged by Ma SIR looked at them with a retarded look on his face and shook his head: “Ah SIR, if there was a dark door here, it wouldn't be this structure. ”

“What do you think?” Mahoud stared at the eagle.

“Ah, SIR, why don't you let me go first and I'll give you some advice? I promise not to go!” The eagle grinned.

“If you don't, I promise I won't embarrass you.” Mahoud Sha has a way.

Flying Eagle... I've never seen such a brazen man!

“Uncle Ma, you're really here. ”

Suddenly came the voice of Rocchu, and Mahoud looked back and saw Rocchu and Unight walking together, curious: "Little Rocchu, what are you doing here? Aren't you with your aunt? ”

Rochu smiled, “I knew you were here when I saw someone guarding you on the deck. And then the cop uncle saw that I didn't say anything, and he just told me you were here and let me in. ”

After all, there is a layer of relationship, the whole team admires the heroic and righteous man, sees his child, and reads more or less of a friendship - if Ren Ziling can talk and walk, then the same is true of Lochu.

It's just that this kid hardly needs this privilege and never shows anything... that's why Mahoud is a hundred times more relieved of Lochu than Ren Ziling.

“So is that guy.” Mahoud shook his head, "Forget it, it came, there's nothing to see. ”

“Eat something.” Rochu laughed. “Uncle Ma, you didn't have time for breakfast. It's almost 1: 00 in the afternoon. You should be hungry. Sushi platter, okay? ”

“Speaking of which, I'm really hungry. ”

Machoudton's index fingers are loud - from last night when he couldn't control his physical labor all night until now, his stomach is completely empty, this is hungry, where can he stand it?

“You're still good to me! If I depend on the woman in your house, I don't think I'll get any water!” Mahoudra heedlessly picked up the packing box from Yu Night's hand, "Lin Feng, eat something too, eat up, work well! ”

Watching the two police officers eat sushi here, the eagle subconsciously swallowed... he was also completely hungry all night and all morning.

Not even a bite of boiling water... the most brutal thing in the world, when I was hungry, I knew that food was ahead and I couldn't eat it.

“Want some?” Mahoud smiled and sent a piece of sushi towards the eagle.

Eagle smiled and reached out, not expecting Mahoud's palms to recycle directly, shoved into his mouth and chewed it beautifully.

... so cheap!

“Ah, SIR, I surrender. Did I say that?” The eagle can only be helpless, "I'll tell you what I found. Can you at least let me eat? ”

“Tell me, if it helps, it pays.” Mahoud nodded.

The eagle looked at the lack of sushi left and said quickly: "Ah SIR, have you ever thought that Qian Guoliang didn't start walking here? ”

Mahoud stunned, “What do you mean? ”

The eagle pointed to the palm print here: “The palm print starts here, but the place is special, the corner position, the camera can't shoot, so it's a dead end. You can only see Qian Guo Liang from this place at most, right? ”

The eagle pointed somewhere at the corner of the aisle towards the deck and said, "From here on out, this must be the image of Qian Guoliang, right? ”

Mahoud frowned... the eagle was right, and the surveillance footage did.

But this guy hasn't seen it either, so he can deduce it... and he doesn't know what to do, I'm afraid it's not just a little thief, "then? ”

“And then it was, the palm print wasn't right.” The Eagle is cold: “This bloody handprint looks like a long way off. But it's actually two different handprints, and they don't have the same palm print! ”

The eagle dragged Mahoud backwards to one of the doors of the corridor - marking the doorplate of the grocery room - pointing to the hand stamp on the door: “Pass this door to where the corner begins to appear. This paragraph is completely different from the one leading to the deck. ”

“Really?” Lin Feng froze, frowned and pointed his palms up, then compared them backwards and forwards. “Really, the front and rear lengths of the tail fingers are a little different... really different! But this palm print is different. You can see it? Nice eye thief! ”

The eagle was so proud to say, “What do you think? Oh, SIR, am I right? Can I get something to eat? ”

Mahoud snorted and stuffed the box directly into the Eagle's hand, "Eat it! You're good this time. ”

The eagle laughed twice hey, feeling that his stomach was out of control, he opened the box without saying a word, but he could only see a pile of the remaining mustard that had been destroyed, where else could he see the existence of sushi?

The two police adults next to them looked at the ceiling as if they could see nothing, and Mahoud suddenly hit a burp and snapped his teeth with his fingers.

Eagle... Eagle dropped the box on the floor, tearing up the scene of the murder - choked on by the mustard that was snatched down and eaten at the end of the grief.

I'm hungry.