The Underworld Detective

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After the Gourmet Club's case was over, it took only one week for the aftercare work. The final confirmed deceased were thirteen, all of whom were young people. We did n’t have the heart to inform the family about it. Their disappearance is still under investigation. Many family members called the police and called the police irresponsible. Huang Xiaotao just kept apologizing and he was really worried.

The poison on me and Huang Xiaotao was finally cured by a professor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences with serum therapy. The two of us ran out to have a good meal of meat. The days without meat were really hard!

There is also the invitation letter given by the six mad kitchen chefs. After analysis by the old lady, there are some electronic components in it, which write a simple signal acceptance procedure.

The program is very simple, only a few lines of code, and it is not activated.

I guess this card will not send me a signal until the day when the six feasts begin. So I always carry it with me.

I can't help but think that the perverted Yang Xingdong is only a mediocre person in the eyes of the six crazy chefs. What exactly is the "food way" of the six crazy chefs? When I think about it, I feel cold all over.

In order to thank me, Mr. Huang asked me to have a light meal. When I heard that I would see Mr. Huang again, I naturally resisted. Huang Xiaotao laughed: "It's okay, this time I just have a light meal outside, just order whatever you want. "

This "light meal" was invited at the most upscale Xingding Hotel in Nanjiang. The rich people's thinking is contrary to us. They spend more than 10,000 yuan to order a table called "light meal" and stir fry at home. A few dishes are considered serious.

In order to please Mr. Huang, I did some homework in advance. I heard that Mr. Huang is fond of chess, and I bought a few books to read. On the day of the feast, when the meal was not yet served, I played with Father Huang Jing and drank West Lake Longjing in the elegant room, and I won two of the next three. Father Huang laughed a lot: "Okay, I can't see you I am so good at chess, have I been in elementary school? "

I said perfunctoryly, "Yes, Grandpa taught."

"Come, let's kill another plate!" Father Huang's eyes brightened.

Huang Xiaotao urged: "Dad, your stomach is hungry. If you want to go back and play, eat first."

"Xiao Tao is right, let's eat first!"

After a while, all kinds of exquisite dishes were served, half of which I had never heard of. Father Huang was happy when he was happy. He just said what he said, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After eating half, I went out to the toilet and just came out of the bathroom. I suddenly saw a familiar shadow. When I saw Song Xingchen standing in the hall with a Tang knife, I walked over and asked, "Why are you here? Eat a meal too. Don't protect me. "

"Uh ..." Song Xingchen's eyes flickered, an expression I had never seen before.

He said, "Little Master, sorry, I missed your banquet."

It ’s not a big deal to eat a meal. What about telling others, just when I was wondering, I saw a woman coming up in a rage. She was wearing a retro-style white cardigan, a pair of black trousers, and a comb behind her head Bun, full of domineering aura of gas, the waiters passing by all gave way.

My eyes are wide, isn't this aunt? Of course it is not my aunt, but the aunt over Wu Song-Song Heting.

"Song Yang, miss me?"

Speaking, Song Heting gave me a hug, and I couldn't hide.

"Brother Song Yang, Brother Star." Song Jie jumped out from behind Song Heting with a smile.

I asked stupidly: "Aunt, cousin, why are you coming all the way?"

"I was planning to come. The last time you had an accident, Song Xingchen did not notify me of this dead child, which caused me a worry! I am afraid that there is any trouble on your side, so explain the things in the clan, and follow Song Jie came to see you together, "Song Heting replied.

I don't know what expression to put on, and asked, "Couples don't go to school?"

"Hee hee, just take a few days off, college is not high school."

Song Jie leaned back and said, "Why, are we welcome?"

"Welcome welcome, of course welcome!" I said with cold sweat.

Song Heting went straight to the subject and glanced at me with a faint saying: "Xing Chen said that you are seeing your girlfriend's father. Why don't you tell me such a big thing? You are alone, weak and inevitable, you will be bullied. Your elders must see your future father-in-law. "

There was a bitter smile, and Song Xingchen next to me was embarrassed. Although Song Xingchen was usually cool, he had no momentum in front of Song Heting.

I said, "Aunt, I'm not a kid. How can I be bullied all day long?"

"No, I'm here, I have to meet the other party's parents! If anyone is not indifferent, how can I rest assured to give you up." Song Heting said solemnly.

Song Jie echoed with a smile: "See what your sister-in-law looks like."

I could n’t stop these two things, mom, I went straight up the stairs. The private room is on the 16th floor, but their martial arts do n’t like to take the elevator. After I got there, the three were waiting for me outside the elevator room. Song Jie And said, "Why is it so slow?"

I yelled, "Aunt, don't make me mess up."

Song Heting raised an eyebrow: "Who is your aunt in your mind? Are the feudal parents of the old society? Rest assured, if the girl is really good, I will definitely raise my hands to agree!"

We entered into the private room with a bunch of hula, and the smile of Father Huang was frozen on his face instantly. It may be that Song Heting's aura was too domineering, which inevitably made people feel uncomfortable.

"This is ..." Nevertheless, Father Huang asked politely.

I introduced them one by one, and Mr. Huang stood up and held out his hand: "Hello, hello, I'm Huang Xiaotao's father and I'm in business."

"I'm Song Yang's aunt, housewife!" Song Heting answered.

Song Jie stared at Huang Xiaotao, using her mouth to make a silent ‘wow’, and said to me in a low voice, “Xunzi is so beautiful, like a big star.”

"Good-looking women can't be trusted!" Song Heting glared at Huang Xiaotao with a word.

Mr. Huang was busy kicking off the field: "Several people came from afar, just order whatever you want, it's mine."

Song Heting ignored him and said to Huang Xiaotao, "Little girl, stand up!"

"Why!" Huang Xiaotao replied angrily.

Song Heting looked around her left and right: "The **** is quite big, I think it's okay to have a baby."

Father Huang sipped a cup of tea and wiped his mouth with a napkin. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a place to drill in.

Song Heting opened the chair opposite Father Huang and sat down, asking, "What does your daughter do?"

"Police ... No, I said you were ..."

Song Heting gestured for Mr. Huang to shut up. Mr. Huang was squeezed by a woman on the gas field, and his eyes widened in shock.

"This job is too dangerous. I hope you quit your job after marriage and concentrate on your husband and son at home. Song Yang takes the risk alone. Both husband and wife take risks. I don't agree."

Huang Xiaotao patted his chopsticks and stood up: "Who are you?

"Little peach!" Father Huang motioned for her to sit down.

Song Heting's trip was not just a hit, but it was not far from hitting a hit, I thought to myself.

I saw Song Heting leaning on a chair with his arms folded, and raised three fingers: "I want to be my wife of Song family, I have three requirements!"