Chapter 67: Food and Solitude
On food review sites, people are unscrupulously commenting on the restaurant's environment and the taste of the food because of the choice of anonymity.
So, choosing between the five gray stars lit up a small yellow star.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the review rules, many people might still give sporadic reviews.
Fortunately, Qinghai Chuantang is not a fastidious food critic, just a food lover who is used to browsing information on websites and then tasting it.
"Domino's French restaurant, where you can enjoy French food at will...... This title is kind of interesting. β
Qinghai Chuantang muttered to himself, scrolling down to read the reviews of gourmets.
"The taste is very good, and the price is really cheap, will come back next time."
"The price is about half cheaper than the fantasy restaurant opposite, and it doesn't feel too restrictive here, it's worth it!"
"It's delicious, and it's super beautiful to take pictures or something!"
It was almost all praised, with only a few sporadic negative reviews, and it received a high rating of 4.9 points.
Most Western restaurants require reservations in advance, but this restaurant, called "Domino", only needs to go to an ordinary restaurant, which is much more convenient.
At least for those who suddenly want to try French food.
Aroused by the food photos, Qinghai Chuantang decided to go to the place where this domino restaurant is located with the mentality of giving it a try.
Adjacent to it, there are also several restaurants, but they choose different directions.
On the terrace, they can be seen laughing and taking out their phones to take pictures of the food in front of them.
It seems that they are more interested in taking pictures than food.
People are visual creatures, and a good photo is like a good costume, which can have a pleasing effect.
"Eating French food in casual clothes is indeed a place where you can enjoy it at will."
Although the place is not large, it can accommodate a lot of guests, which can be regarded as a full seat.
They ate the French food in front of them, as casually as if they were usually eating at home.
In my ears, there was the noise and laughter of everyone, and from time to time there was the sound of the shutter of the mobile phone.
Qinghai Chuantang ordered a set meal, and the three-course menu was only 1,500 yen.
The same set meal at the Fantasy restaurant opposite may cost more than 3,000 yen, which is equivalent to a day or two of meals.
"If you want to go with red wine juice, you should use red wine from Bordeaux."
"Plain dry red will only make the two seem conflicting, contrary to the original purpose of the food, if you taste it carefully...... It's just boring. β
And this steak is a little older.
She prefers to chase the cow when the first rays of the sun are just shining on it in the morning, which is more tender.
Of course, this is just a joke.
"It's a little less delicious than real French food, but overall it's still good. The most important thing is that the price is really super cheap! β
Qinghai Chuantang made a move and looked at the person who spoke up-
Sonoko Suzuki.
In addition, Maoriran and Sera Masumi are also there.
For the young lady of the Suzuki Foundation, such a price may be at most snack money.
Now that the food has been eaten, it's time to leave.
Overall, the lunch experience was good, if only by the "lunch in progress" standard.
The role of food itself is to fill the stomach.
It is only with the continuous improvement of people's requirements for life that they pay more attention to the process of enjoying in addition to the food itself, and even become picky about the environment.
"Thank you for your patronage, please take care of it!"
In front of the entrance of a restaurant called Fantasy, a man in a suit is holding a mobile phone and preparing to take a photo.
And the waiter who spoke seemed to want to use his humble attitude in exchange for a good impression of the restaurant.
The man took the picture and looked at it and shook his head.
Looking at his expression, he didn't seem satisfied.
"I went to Fantasy today, and it feels very ordinary, both in taste and physiognomy, it can be said to be outdated."
"For the same price, it's better to go to the Domino's restaurant across the street and eat once or twice more. In short, the experience is not good, such a store will never go a second time. β
Not surprisingly, this person with the ID "Gourmand Daji" gave this restaurant a star.
Judging from the photos taken by the other party, the appearance is still good.
It's just that there is no filter and post-production reasons, but it doesn't arouse people's appetite too much, and it does seem a little ordinary.
"A nitpicky gourmand indeed......"
Qinghai Chuantang lay on the table, picked up his mobile phone and rummaged through it, wondering who to go to the restaurant with.
People want to try a food that is highly rated and want to know if it lives up to its name.
Criticizing bad food will also attract some people to try it and see if it is really what everyone says it is.
After struggling for a long time, Qinghai Chuantang put down his mobile phone and finally decided to go alone.
Sure enough, good food goes well with solitude.
At noon the next day, when Qinghai Chuantang arrived near the fantasy restaurant, he saw an ambulance parked on the side of the road.
"I didn't expect there to be a French restaurant here?"
The onlookers were talking, and they looked a little curious.
Indeed, the restaurant's location isn't so conspicuous that it's easy to overlook passers-by.
"Please let meβ"
A man is lying on an ambulance bed, his eyes open, but his mouth is foaming at the mouth and he is not moving.
Food poisoning? Or is there another reason?
After the ambulance drove away, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Choked on food and suffocated to death.
This was the end result, and it seemed like it was just a simple accident.
It's just that the process that should be followed still has to be followed.
"My name is Sawai, and I'm the chef and manager of this restaurant. This is Honda, the waiter. β
"Hello."
Twilight Thirteen nodded, then asked, "Mr. Yoshimitsu Kawahara, what time did you come?" β
"It was about two o'clock, and I ordered a simple lunch set."
"Lunch set?"
Twilight Thirteen took the menu from Takagi and opened it, almost startled.
A simple lunch costs 3,500 yen.
After coughing lightly, he continued, "Can you tell me about the situation at the time of the crime?" β
"The living room seemed to be a little hungry, so as soon as the food was served, he began to gobble it up."
"Yes." Hondo nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement, and continued, "So it caused the bread to get stuck in his throat." β
The French prefer harder bread. One of the most well-known is the baguette.
Because it is thick and hard, many people have joked that it can be used as a weapon.
"As for bread, is it ordinary French bread?"
"It's just a normal French round bread."
French meals are usually reserved in the evening, so there are few customers at noon.
And the only guest in the restaurant at that time was Yoshimitsu Kawahara.
In addition to the waiter at the restaurant, the witness was a clerk who had come to deliver vegetables.
"Were you at the scene at the time of the crime?"
The clerk nodded, then replied, "I was delivering vegetables to their store when I saw someone fall to the ground." β
"The people in the store were desperately trying to get the gentleman to drink, but he was already rolling his eyes."
It doesn't sound like a homicide.
"Then let's start with the relationship between the deceased."
Eventually, Twilight Thirteen came to this conclusion.
Because of the accident, Qinghai Chuantang temporarily rested to taste the food.
Just looking through the reviews about fantasy restaurants, there seems to be something wrong.
Murder? Accidentally?
The latest photo posted by the person named "Foodie Daikichi" is slightly different from the photos posted by others.
It's not about the food, it's about the plates.
The others' plates were all white, only his, with delicate patterns on the edges.
"It wasn't an accident...... Although it seems understandable if you think about it empathically. But that's just the case, and it's too stingy. β
Kill each other because of a quarrel; knew that the other party was allergic to seafood, but he killed the other party because he didn't eat the crayfish he handed him...... Countless child's plays.
Qinghai Chuantang put the phone back in his pocket and came to the vicinity of the commercial street.
"I didn't expect that there would be a flagship store of DR here......"
A true love ring under the banner of "a man can only customize one in his life".
If it is a woman, it will generally refuse, unless it is a special scene such as a woman proposing to a man, and there may be room for negotiation.
βdrοΌ This shop seems to have recently opened, and I haven't seen it before. β
"In that case, let's go in and have a look together!"
"But, but, we don't buy it, and it seems too early to look at the wedding ring now, right?"
Hearing a familiar voice, Qinghai Chuantang turned his head and looked at the two who spoke.
Xiaolan seemed to be a little nervous, and seemed to be a little yearning.
Just look at it, it should be possible, right?
She looked a little hesitant.
"DR ring, a man can only customize one in his life, meaning 'the only true love of his life'. DR diamond rings are divided into several price ranges, and if they are cheap, they are actually about 50,000 yen. β
You know, the price level in Tokyo is not low.
"I see. In that case, it's a bargain......"
After finishing speaking, Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the person behind her, a little surprised. "Tang, Miss Tang?"
"I didn't expect to meet here."
Qinghai Chuantang smiled: "Are you going to go inside and tell your boyfriend the news?" In Japan, women can get married at the age of 16, so it doesn't seem too early. β
Although she is telling the truth, men still need to be 18 years old to get married.
"This, this ......" Xiaolan's face was slightly red, "Shinichi is not old yet." And it's too early, Dad won't agree. β
"Although Ah Zhen is of age, if I really get married too early, I don't want to...... After all, I'm just a high school student. β
That's right......
Qinghai Chuantang smiled, "That's a pity." β
After a few words, she was about to say goodbye and leave, but the other party suddenly stopped her.
"Miss Tang," Xiaolan hesitated for a moment and asked, "I heard that you are a profiler, right?" β
Occasionally, when Mori Kogoro was involved in a homicide, he heard Twilight 13 and others mention a profiler, who is said to be a special person.
Xiaolan was also present at the time, so she couldn't help but be curious about the "profiler".
Qinghai Chuantang nodded, waiting for the other party's next words.
"Then you ......"
"Xiaolan, should you?"
The garden seemed to see through the other party's inner thoughts, and was slightly surprised.
Xiaolan stared at the other party with a serious expression, "Miss Tang, if you are a profiler, are you looking for someone or something, can you do it?" Can you ...... Help me find Shinichi? β
She lowered her head, and became very depressed.
"Shinichi hasn't been there for a long time...... I don't know what happened to him. β
"Isn't he always there for you?"
This answer made Xiaolan very surprised and puzzled.
When she came to her senses and wanted to continue to ask something, the other party had already left.
There is a popular saying in the book "A Single Bed in a Purse" that the farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death. But I stand before you, and you don't know that I love you.
If it were the two of them, it might be-
"The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death. It's that I'm standing in front of you, but you don't know that I'm Shinichi Kudo. β