Thriller Paradise

403. The last dinner of chapter 403

    Late, eight o'clock, in the villa's restaurant.

    In addition to the maid Oliver, all the suspects have been seated on both sides of a long table. Police officer Dempdi is standing next to the restaurant door. His posture seems to be casual, but in reality he is closely monitoring everyone in the house.

    The atmosphere in the restaurant is very depressing and there is very little conversation. Everyone is sitting there, thinking about the thoughts in their hearts. Of course, this is also a normal phenomenon…Just under this roof, a cruel murder had just happened. In addition to the strangeness of the seal, who can maintain a good mood.

    "Is the moonlight tonight beautiful?"The unseen figure appeared at the door and attracted everyone's attention. He seems to be very interested, and seems to be releasing a signal to everyone, suggesting that he has found the real murderer.

    ButDue to his previous performances, the Lovecraft family did not have a good impression of the big detective. The reasoning of this goods, though, is clear, eloquent, vivid, and ugly…But in the end, all these confusing words of his own have very obvious loopholes, and they are the kind of loopholes that ordinary people can see through at a glance and can be refuted in one sentence.

    "Unfortunately there is no mold, otherwise I will make a moon cake as a dessert."When I said it, I walked to the dining table. His armpit still had a large paper bag that I didn't know where to get it. It seemed to contain a lot of things.

    Aunt Oliver pushed a small cart and entered the restaurant behind him. The cart has three floors and is full of dishes.

    "The kitchen here is really good, Mr. Lovecraft."I felt that I was seated in the opposite position of the owner, and the paper bag in my hand was randomly placed under my chair. "I have been to some so-called 'high-end restaurants' with their own names. They have luxurious facades and luxurious dining environment. Luxury tableware and luxurious prices. But the kitchen is a messy scene…Filled with invertebrates that are screaming and creeping, most of the chefs are the undercovers that animals send to humans, because their only talent is to make disgusting dark matter with both hands. ”

    "If you want to use a compliment as a way to start a topic…"Coleston looked at him with a cold look and replied, "It's okay to say the first sentence. There is no need to take the opportunity to share with you the unpleasant experiences of your past."

    As they spoke, Oliver pushed the cart to the table. Because the tableware has been placed in advance, she will start serving directly at this point.

    Henderson saw it and stood up from the chair and walked toward the stroller: "I will help you, Oliver."

    "No, sit down, Henderson."Jack quickly got up and walked over and took the old butler back to the chair. "Let me come."The second young master is still good to the servants at home. He is also embarrassed to let the old man who fainted once in the afternoon to help the plate.

    Not long after, everyone has put a plate of appetizer in front of them.

    Unexpectedly, he was obviously not prepared to be polite with the family. Instead of getting up and helping, he also grabbed a half bottle of red wine in the middle of the table and poured himself a cup.

    “hmm…DOMANE_de_TREVALLON, 1985…"I just took a sip and took the bottle to see the bottle. "Oh…Life is really a surprise everywhere. ”His mouth can be earned. In real life, this bottle of red wine may be able to change his game cabin…

    Why? Do you know the winery? ”Mrs. Ortata said, "He also likes him very much. Every year, we will order a batch of goods there."

    "Ahhhh……I know that I know. ”Feng shrugs, "just…My economic conditions may not allow me to make bulk consumption in famous wineries in southeastern France every year…I am afraid that only the toilet paper and carbonated drinks are only available for bulk hoarding. ”

    "Oliver…"Miss Nancy on the other side of the table suddenly said, "Is this dish done by you?"She looked at the things in front of her face and showed some doubtful colors.

    "No, today's dishes are made by this Mr. Feng."Oliver replied, pushing the cart and preparing to go to the kitchen to take the soup. On weekdays, she, Barton and Henderson are separated from the master and wife. Dr. Powell’s home is in the town, and he usually goes back in the evening. Therefore, it is rare for a group of more than a dozen people to gather at a table today.

    "Oh?"Nancy turned to the seal and said, "I can’t see it…You still have this craft, this char-grilled asparagus and squid eggs are already professional. Compared to detectives, I think you are more suitable as a cook. ”

    When people talk, they are not adding red wine to their goblets. It seems that before drinking, he is not ready to hand over the bottle to anyone. "I can do a lot of work. A piece of cake."

    "Heng!"The rice is burnt well, and the meal is going to be old. ”Jack stuffed an asparagus into his mouth and looked at his attitude. Obviously he was interested in finding a child.

    "You have my nose in your plate."It took only a second to seal it, and he calmly said a very lethal language.

    Jack’s expression changed abruptly, and he coughed and succumbed to death.

    Interesting…I'm joking.After two seconds, he said, "The plates are randomly placed on the cart, and they are also assigned by you. How is this possible?"

    "you……"Jack is a bit stunned, but this table…There are elders and ladies. He is really not good at attacking. He can only wipe the mouth with a napkin and swallow the gas.

    "Oh, my analytical skills are still very convincing."I don’t know how to laugh.

    "Okay, Mr. Feng."Coleston Road, "Put it right here."He looked at him. "You let the police officers limit our freedom and claim that they know who the murderer is, but you are not willing to say it."He sighed. "Olympus said that you went to the kitchen more than an hour ago to help me. I thought you just asked her and Oliver for help. I didn't expect you to cook.What do you want to do? ”

    Interesting…What do you want to do? ”Unexpectedly, I picked up the knife and fork and began to eliminate the appetizer in front of me. "You know what you are asking, Mr. Lovecraft."He chewed the asparagus and made a snoring sound. He didn't mind showing the food in the mouth when he spoke. "Everyone in the room…Not all looking forward to a reasoning show? ARest assured, the detectives will not let you down, and I will present a good show now. ”