The Underworld Detective

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After the six mad kitchen chefs spoke, they stepped on the auspicious cloud-shaped cart and returned to the smoke-filled door. The waiter said to me, "Two come with me!"

Seems to be inevitable, I said to Huang Xiaotao: "You and uncle stay outside, we will come back later."

Huang Xiaotao pointed to his mobile phone: "Telephone contact."

When I left, I suddenly noticed a strange smile on Li Chuang's mouth. His expression was fleeting. When he looked again, he returned to his honesty and faithfulness. I thought I was wrong.

There were only about 30 selected guests. We went to the Yin Yin Hall with the waiter, and upon entering the door, we saw a huge Yi Yin sculpture. Yi Yin is a well-known politician, military strategist in the history of China, and also the ancestor of the world ’s chef. That is why he put forward the expression ‘reconcile the five flavors’.

This is an antique hall. Six crazy chefs sit on top of the high platform. In the center of the hall, there is an antique big tripod covered with patina. Under the guidance of the waiter, we found our seat and sat down. The table in front of it was empty.

I looked around and I was invited here by all the evil spirits, including the previous Leopard and Bone Sword. It seems that these are quite prestigious cadres in the organization. I want to write down the names of these guests. Basically, it is a list of objects to be destroyed.

After everyone was seated, the six crazy chefs announced loudly: "Alcohol!"

The waiter brought a decanter and poured a glass of wine for each of us. The glass for the wine was a translucent amber glass, beautiful. The six-way crazy chef raised the glass and said, "Ancient poetry, grape wine luminous glass, I respect this glass of wine. "

"Master Madman please!" Many people said one after another.

Although it smells of high-end wine, who knows what moths are inside. I've made up my mind that I won't consume any food here, so I poured the wine in a mess and pretended to drink, and the sword **** did the same.

"Diet, has a long history in China, and it has penetrated into all aspects!" Liudao crazy chef put down his wine glass and said, "Like the Shang Ding in front of everyone, Ding was born to cook food, and later became a kind of royal power. Symbol, because in our Chinese consciousness, nothing is bigger than eating! Distinguished guests, I ’m six crazy chefs, and I dare to call myself the most food-loving person in China, probably not too much. Today we are full of friends, we do n’t Let ’s talk, just talk! Before the feast starts, I want to give you some appetizers. "

The six mad chefs took two slaps, and then the waiter came to the operation table. Several chefs stood in front of the operation table, sharpened the water and prepared water for cooking. However, there were no ingredients on the operation table. I had an ominous Hunch.

A maid walked quietly behind a guest, then pulled out a knife and stab it in his throat. The people around were frightened and screamed and dodged.

The guest repeatedly pushed away the maid, rushed to the center of the hall with his throat spouting constantly, and the waiter immediately held him down, then used an iron basin to collect his blood.

Under the eyes of the public, the victim's blood gradually ran dry, no longer struggling, and the blood in the basin filled with a large basin. I could frown, and the expressions of others were panic or excitement or expectation.

The six mad kitchens ate the grapes held by the maids and slowly said, "Eating blood is a Chinese tradition. It can be traced back to the Han Dynasty. After the blood is removed, it must be solidified at low temperature, then shaped and fried in water. In order to guarantee its delicious taste ... "

The pot of blood was sent to the operating table, and the chef sprayed liquid nitrogen on it to make it quickly solidify, then cut it into small pieces of water, and then removed the pan.

The six crazy chefs watched the chef's work with interest and laughed: "By the way, the person named today is named Geng Si. He was spotted by the police because of the crime, and even betrayed his boss from Bao, this cold blood. , I believe it must taste good! "

The chef professionally blasted the blood clots, seasoned them and served them to everyone in front of them.

In the face of the black blood clot, it is naturally impossible for me to have an appetite. Only a part of the guests ate it. Most people were still a little afraid, but they had to use chopsticks to watch others eating.

At this moment, a scream came suddenly. A guest was caught by the maid from behind and caught her neck. He was strong and struggling hard, threw the maid out, and stunned him on Dading.

The man kicked the table and shouted, "Crazy chef, why should you deal with me, I said the money was planted, why don't you believe it!"

The six mad chefs turned a deaf ear and said slowly: "The second appetizer prepared for everyone today is the fingers. China's food animals also have a long history. It can be traced back to the earliest ..."

The waiter rushed up, the man was desperately struggling, and he kept beating the waiter. He shouted, "Brothers, the crazy chef wants a big family. Don't be fooled by him!"

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

Six mad chefs said: "Today's name is Zhao Tiehan. This is a small cadre in the organization. This person is so brave that he embezzled 100 million of the organization's property and took so much money. These hands must be fat and fresh."

His finger was sent to the chef's operating table. The ten-finger finger was not enough to eat. The chef cut it into small pieces, fried it in a wok, and then matched it with various side dishes and delivered it to everyone's table.

I was presented with a back of my fingers and a tattoo on it, and I looked at it for a while. There were sounds of chewing and chewing bones from around, and most of these people who ate their compatriots were forced by six crazy cooks, and there was not much joy on their faces.

Just then, I heard footsteps behind me. A maid walked behind me. I was scared of cold sweat. The original purpose of banqueting me was to make me a dish!

"The next dish, I think everyone must really want to eat. This person is a detective. He has a genius brain and extraordinary courage. He has brought down the dog trainer, King Jing, the clown, the gambler by himself God, the goddess blood parrot who recruited everyone, what is such a smart brain? "

I stood up, the maid behind me suddenly drew a knife and stabbed at me, grabbed my wrist by the sword god, and threw her out.

The waiters lighted their swords and rushed towards us. The sword **** kicked over the table and sent the front waiter back to the west with one stroke of his hand. Then he opened the bow from side to side and kicked the two waiters.

He rushed to the center of the hall, resisted for me, and yelled on the high stage: "Crazy chef, if you have the ability, you are right and right. Don't engage in this conspiracy."

Six crazy chefs smiled grimly, "What are you anxious, you are the next appetizer, dead traitor!"

I used my master's three hands to knock down a few waiters who were close to me. If the sword **** had attracted most of the firepower for me, I'm afraid I can't protect myself.

There was a shout around him: "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

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