The villain is invincible

Chapter 88 New changes in the tavern

It is now evening, when cats are most active.

There are many lazy kittens in the feeding area, either basking in the sun or wandering around.

The first thing these grannies do when they enter the area is to count cats.

"Oops, one more missing! What the hell is going on? They won't be caught by some cat dealer and make mutton kebabs, right?"

Hearing that a grandma next to him scolded angrily: "You can't expect these cats to be okay, why don't you say that there are perverts who abuse cats in our community and dissect them all?"

……

Mai Fan looked at the grumbling grandmothers who had already imagined the worst...

I can only go up to persuade the fight: "Grandma, grandma, until the incident is not clear, any guesses we make are useless."

"Since you have already called our column group."

"Regardless of the final success or failure, I will give an account to the grandmothers."

"It's just that the workload of this matter is too great. The investigation period given to me by the unit is only one week, that is, five working days."

"If I really can't find the clue within this time, I may have to follow up with another news clue."

"Hope the grannies don't give up on the cats because of this disappointment."

"If you are really worried, help me to monitor whether there is any abnormal phenomenon around here recently."

"This will make my job a lot easier."

"It's just that in the end, I really can't find out anything. Grandma, don't scold me for this."

Mai Fan's face is so deceptive, the young man is fair and grinning, and his attitude is particularly sincere.

These grandmothers were laughed at by him, and they were too embarrassed to keep arguing.

The big guy looked at the sky, and it was time to make dinner. Under Mai Fan's persuasion, they dispersed one by one and went back to work at home.

Now, at last, Mai Fan is the only one left.

It's not too late, Mai Fan intends to squat here tonight, first to find out the trajectories and patterns of the cats' activities.

Listening to those grandmas, the three cats that disappeared had their own small group.

The first one was the big black cat that disappeared first.

There are about six or seven cats in the cat group it leads.

Today in this area... only the white cat belongs to the big black group.

Mai Fan looked at the cat from a distance, it was really interesting.

It held a large piece of cat canned food in its mouth, and instead of eating it, it ran to a very hidden alley.

Mai Fan smiled, good luck, there is a high probability of finding a clue, right?

In order not to disturb the white cat, Mai Fan just fell from a distance.

Watching the cat swish into the alley, he lifted his heels and entered.

'brush! '

The little white cat jumped up the low wall with agility and turned over from the alley!
If this was Mai Fan from a day ago, there is a high probability that he would be at a loss for this.

But now, Mai Fan chuckled: "Thank you grandpa."

After he finished speaking, he ran at an accelerated speed, and as soon as his arm was raised, he slammed on the edge of the wall.

then……

The white figure jumped, jumped twice, at least two low walls, then jumped again and landed on the side of the wall... Mai Fan, who was clinging to the wall... all of a sudden It leaked.

"Damn it!"

No matter how big the agility bonus is, this person is still not as good as a cat.

Mai Fan had to jump down from the low wall and touch the place where the white cat jumped from his memory.

After a lap, Mai Fan lost track of the cat.

He walked down this alley, and there were at least four old houses in the area on both sides of the alley wall where the cat disappeared.

These are old buildings built in the 90s.

The six floors are capped, there is no elevator, there are two households on one ladder, and a small two-bedroom layout.

Mai Fan could only keep the surrounding environment of these buildings in mind, and wait until dawn to follow him again.

After doing all this, Mai Fan called his senior brother, briefly explained the situation to him, and then headed back home.

Tomorrow morning, he will also enter the tavern.

Maybe when he returns from the third world, the real problems will be solved.

Mai Fan, who has a big heart, rarely slept soundly.

The next morning, he carried a bag of selected ingredients and walked towards the tavern.

Mai Fan dipped the pocket on his shoulder, made sure there was no one around, and opened the door of the mysterious tavern.

Brush and pull, the dust from the door panel flew in the sunlight.

The hands of the clock behind the cashier of the tavern have already returned to the 0 position.

But the countdown number on the clock has not come to the end.

There was still some time before going to another world, Mai Fan continued to walk to the kitchen with the sack on his back.

Dilapidated kitchen, pots and pans are still the same.

Mai Fan added some relatively rare ingredients to the food shelf on the stove.

For example, fern and hemp are still in when cooking porridge in Northwest China, donkey-hide gelatin, which is believed by Jiaodong people to invigorate qi and blood, goji berries, which the elderly like to make tea, and jasmine flowers that Maifan takes a sip from time to time.

In the previous world, these ingredients that would not affect the big process were allowed to be brought in.

In this world, he can prepare more comprehensively.

The function of this tavern is excellent.

However, when the pills are actually produced, the help of the master chef is needed to exert the maximum effect of the pills.

In the first two worlds, one is pure food and doesn't care about taste, and the other is because he has the conditions to ask a nanny with superb cooking skills to deliver him meals, so that he can achieve the effect of rubbing each pill to the maximum effect.

But what if, in the next world, he travels to a world with difficult conditions?
Just my own cooking skills...

Mai Fan looked up at the pot and said, "Kitchen, you are a mature kitchen, you should learn to cook delicious food by yourself."

Bistro:……

Silence, no response, just when Mai Fan thought he couldn't wait for the answer... A floating arrow suddenly appeared in the back kitchen.

The arrow points to a tip board in front of the cooktop.

Several colorful pins were inserted on the board, and some blank menu papers were nailed under the pins.

When did this board appear?

McFan took a closer look.

This is like the prompt menu board nailed to the chef's head in a western restaurant.

The role of the board is to remind the chefs in the back kitchen.

The waiter in the reception area handed the menus ordered by the guests to the back kitchen, and the chef's assistants split the menus and pinned them on the heads of the chefs in charge of different dishes.

Those cooks who work hard, just look at the list that still exists above their heads to know which dish they should make and how many more to cook.

(End of this chapter)