"I like this outfit of yours, is this a tailored suit from Chester Street?"

Without warning, Horgan abruptly interrupted Bate's narration of his confession, and his expression was full of excitement, which made Bate look at Trento with a stunned face, trying to ask for help, but could not find an answer, so he could only turn his head to look at Horgan again.

“...... No. It's not a custom suit, it's a finished suit. Bate's words stumbled a little, but she still found a complete sentence.

Hodden's eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a look of sudden realization, and Bate was about to continue, when Hodden followed up and asked, "Judging from the needlework and cutting, even a finished suit should be worth a lot of money, ......right?" You must love this suit very much, as the cuffs and elbows are not a single stain and are very well maintained. ”

"You see, this is the lapel, the latest design that came into vogue from Tuno this summer, the cut of the shoulder line and waistline are more compact and flattering, and the back hem is inspired by the tuxedo, which is longer than the average suit, cutting down on the grandeur and cumbersomeness of the dinner dress, but showing a formal sense of prestige in everyday life. ”

"Also, this cotton cloth is definitely not woven by factory machines, it should be a handmade textile from the Oriental Gulan, woven with 50 millimeters of cotton in the alpine field, if tested by the naked eye, it should reach at least 120 yarns, every inch can feel the dexterity of the hand, just a piece of fabric needs to be calculated in Crow, it is rumored that the feel is particularly comfortable, and it can make people feel the softness and delicacy of the baby's skin. Is that really the case?"

Admired and surprised, Horden looked at Bate with a faint curiosity in his eyes, eagerly expecting an answer:

It didn't look like the envy of the poor looking up to the rich, but more like a professional asking for the input of another profession - those words were indeed very professional, and one by one professional words jumped out, and Thunderpeters and others could understand it, but Issa and Robben were confused.

Coupled with Holden's sincere eyes, it was as if he was not inquiring about the security team at all, but at some nobleman's banquet.

Bette was a little flustered.

Bette turned his head to Trento again and expressed his position in stern words, "What is he doing, may I hope he can show some respect, I came to testify voluntarily, this is not the treatment I deserve." Why does he keep talking about topics that I don't care about at all, is this your specialty?"

"I'm sorry. Without waiting for Trento to speak, Hodden spoke directly and showed a big smile, "I just like this suit, please forgive my faux pas." Well, I have a professional question......" Howlen's gaze lifted to meet Bate's eyes head-on.

"Excuse me, what did Alber eat at the restaurant next to the pier that night, and what did you order?"

Hoden's eyes were exceptionally bright.

Even Trento couldn't stand it, and turned his head to Issa with a stunned face, from the suit to the food?

Issa was calm and unmoved on the surface, calmly meeting Trento's gaze, and asked back with his eyes, "Is there anything wrong?" but inwardly he kept beating the drums, what the hell is Hodden doing? Could it be that the gluttonous worm is committing it again? This shouldn't be, it's not like Horgan at all...... Right?

Issa is also a little unsure: the Hordon of the Gourmet and the Horden of the Past, those are two versions.

Bate's gaze began to tremble violently, "Squadron Leader Trento!" The voice sharply expressed protest, but the voice of the outside strong and the middle did not leak the details.

"Rest assured, I have no ill intentions. Hodden showed a perfect smile and waved his hand again and again to show his innocence, "I just heard that the Kalbeth in that restaurant is a must, the dense taste reveals a slightly sour taste layer by layer, but it is not too exciting, but mild with a little sweet freshness, and then stimulates the taste buds, saliva can't help but secrete wave after wave, after enjoying dinner, come to a dessert like this, it is simply the happiest person in the world." ”

As he spoke, Hoden couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling the taste of Calbeth, and every cell in his body was screaming.

"Yes, I made my way there that night for Calbeth. I ordered a Kalbeth, and Albert's words, I was not impressed. Bate immediately grabbed the tail of Horden's words and said hurriedly.

Howlen's eyes opened slightly, and the smile still remained at the corners of his mouth and under his eyes, "But, as far as I know, Calbeth was officially served in September, and before that, their signature should have been Hauff Cake, when the crime occurred...... Isn't it June?"

The long tail note with a hint of inquiry and scrutiny instantly made Bett panic, "Uh, that's my mistake, I chose Haff for dessert that night, because of your misdirection, my memory was wrong, yes, that's it." ”

"Hmm. I see. Hodden was not in a hurry, and bowed his head slowly and methodically.

Obviously he didn't say much, but the smile, the expression, and the tone of his voice were like a cat playing with a mouse, slowly, like this, slowly looking at Bate, the air began to change subtly, and there was no need for words at all, Bate became more and more cramped, but he still forced himself to straighten his waist and bravely meet Hoden's gaze, trying to protest.

"Oh. ”

Hoden let out a regretful sigh.

"As far as I know, the restaurant is a 30-year-old restaurant in Iwabuchi that has never made hauff cakes, and Kalbeth has always been their signature, and because of the special ingredients of the exclusive secret recipe in Kalbes, many of the residents in the neighborhood love it. ”

"Mr. Roubini, are you sure you didn't go to the wrong restaurant that night?"

In just two sentences, Horden killed a horse pistol, and Bate's expression turned purple, and he was about to open his mouth again to defend himself, but Horden didn't leave him a chance, and said two words again, and his purple cheeks turned into a blank piece of paper, and there was no blood at all.

"Moreover, the hygienic conditions of the restaurant were not satisfactory, and if Mr. Roubini had gone in this suit, he would not have been able to enter it. You won't want to go in, and the restaurateur won't want you in. Why would the lords of the Upper and Middle Towns go to the Lower City to try the food of commoners like Calbeth?"

"You should know that the cotton suit is not like the linen suit of the commoners of the docks, the linen always has folds that cannot be ironed evenly, as if it is never neat, but it is a cotton suit of 120 yarns, and you must cherish it very, very much, and iron it regularly every day. ”

"I guess if you were really standing in that restaurant, you would be at a loss. ”

This is where the greatest contradiction, or the greatest disharmony, lies: the Twelfth District, the most chaotic and filthy part of the entire Abyss.