"Anything is fine. Although it seems like a random choice, it's still a little difficult for me to make a choice." Chen Ze stretched his neck.
After all, he was no longer the same as before. In the past, when Chen Ze made a special recommendation, he would only choose one dish from the few that he could cook well. But now, Chen Ze could cook almost every dish well. So, it was a problem for him to choose which dish to cook.
"Let me see who the customer is first." Chen Ze stuck his head out to take a look.
Then, he saw Zhu Guangming, who had already wiped his face clean, chatting with Betty with a smile. He seemed to be in a good mood.
"This guy?" Chen Ze still remembered him. After all, the last time he came, he ran away as soon as he entered the door. Therefore, Chen Ze had a deep impression of this customer. He originally thought that this customer would not come again, but he did not expect to come to this place again.
"I remember that he is also from Hua Xia, and he seems to be a detective in the United States. Then, for this customer who might not be able to eat authentic Hua Xia dishes …" Chen Ze quickly made a decision in his heart. He had already thought of what to do. The next step was to take out the ingredients and finish it as soon as possible.
"In fact, every detective has their own special way of reasoning. For example, I prefer to do psychological profiling. From there, I can grasp some things." Zhu Guangming was holding a teacup and drinking tea slowly. The tea here tasted good and was relatively light, so Zhu Guangming liked it very much.
In the United States, tea was often black tea and milk tea. Anyway, people liked to add all kinds of things to it. Zhu Guangming even once met a person who added butter. It was suffocating.
"Huh? Then what's the use of reasoning? "Betty stood at the side with a tray in her arms, very curious.
"There are many uses of reasoning. For example … Betty, you must have been very anxious when you woke up in the morning and forgot to clean yourself, right? And it's very likely that it's because you played games last night. "Zhu Guangming smiled.
"Oh my god, how did you know? Is this the strength of a detective? " Betty was quite surprised. Zhu Guangming was right. She had been playing games since she got home yesterday. She hadn't stopped playing at all. The result was that she overslept this morning. If it weren't for Chen Ze's strict working hours, Betty felt that she would have been fired.
"It's very simple. Look …" Zhu Guangming smiled. These were just basic observations and speculations.
"Oh, Betty, there is dirt at the corner of your eyes and calluses on your hands. That's most likely the case." Moriarty sneered. The newcomer reminded him of the funny detective who kept digging into his past.
"Huh? Is that so? " Betty wiped the corners of her eyes in a panic and looked down at her hands. There was indeed a callus from playing games for a long time.
"Yes, that's right. We detectives are good at noticing small details that others don't notice." Zhu Guangming glanced at Moriarty, curious about his identity.
However, Moriarty ignored him. He tapped his fingers slowly on the table.
Zhu Guangming frowned and stared at Moriarty's hand. After a while, he smiled and tapped on the table as well.
Betty, on the other hand, was confused. Why did she have a feeling of "I often feel out of place because I'm not perverted enough?"
"Betty, come in and serve the dishes." Chen Ze clapped his hands. He had already prepared the dishes that Zhu Guangming wanted. A plate of Yangzhou fried rice, a plate of beef coleslaw, and a small bowl of seaweed and pork ribs soup.
"O … Okay, manager. But I don't understand. What are the two customers doing outside?" Betty walked in with a puzzled look.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ze looked out and found that the atmosphere outside was very quiet. Zhu Guangming and Moriarty were sitting in their seats, tapping on the table occasionally.
"I don't know. Let's let that customer eat first." Chen Ze shrugged. These smart people just liked to play with inexplicable things.
"Um … Okay." Betty felt that Chen Ze was right. Even if these two guys had some weird habits, it was none of Betty's business. Betty was only responsible for serving the dishes.
"Sir, your dishes are here." Betty put the Yangzhou fried rice and other dishes on the table and stepped aside.
Zhu Guangming smiled, then picked up the chopsticks. Looking at the fragrant food in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. During this time, he had been eating some convenience food. It was okay to fill his stomach, but if he wanted to pay attention to the taste and health, he really couldn't do it.
Therefore, when he saw the fragrant Yangzhou fried rice, Zhu Guangming felt his stomach growling and his saliva secreting uncontrollably. His brain was frantically telling him to stuff the delicious fried rice into his mouth.
Therefore, Zhu Guangming began to gobble down the rice, picking up a piece of beef from time to time. He ate so fast that Betty wondered if she was hallucinating.
When Zhu Guangming began to drink the soup slowly, Betty looked at Moriarty. He hadn't finished his cup of tea yet.
"Phew, I haven't eaten so much in a long time." Zhu Guangming stood up contentedly. He felt that he was full of energy again.
"Sir, eating too fast may not be good for your stomach. Please eat slower next time." Betty went up to persuade him and poured a cup of tea for Zhu Guangming.
"Thank you. By the way, this is the payment for my meal. Although it's not very expensive, it's the only thing I have that can be used as payment." Zhu Guangming took out a necklace from his pocket.
"A necklace? I'm quite satisfied, sir. "Chen Ze walked out. Betty wasn't in charge of collecting money.
It was a very ordinary necklace, but the jade hanging on it looked very beautiful. Chen Ze liked it at first sight.
"Haha, this is Hetian jade, and it's the best Hetian jade. As long as you don't mind." Zhu Guangming smiled. He had placed this necklace in the safe house so that he could exchange it for money in case of an emergency.
"You're welcome to come again, sir." Chen Ze waved his hand and sent Zhu Guangming away. He then prepared to return to the kitchen.
"Manager, do you think these detectives are all one-track minded?" Moriarty suddenly asked.
"Huh? What's wrong? "Chen Ze was a little confused.
"Nothing. I just feel that these guys are quite persistent. Ha, a bunch of funny guys." Moriarty shook his head with a smile and continued drinking his tea.
Moriarty had just communicated with Zhu Guangming using Morse code. Zhu Guangming's words left a deep impression on him.
In order to give justice to the victims, I have no other choice.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
