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At this moment, the expressions of the three of them changed suddenly, and Feng unconsciously captured every trace of change in their faces, as well as hidden in their eyes...... That fleeting, imperceptible message.

"Hehe......" Two seconds later, Feng Bujue laughed, "Okay, I'm done, please go back." ”

“what？” Except for Brother Jue, the other four people in the room asked such a sentence at the same time and instinctively.

"Wait...... What do you mean by that? Powell said, "What do you mean by 'please come back'?" You called us and said that one of us was a murderer, and then let us go? ”

"yes." Feng Bujue said, "I'll be in about eight chapters...... Oh no, I mean, I'll reveal the culprit around eight o'clock. ”

"Uh...... Mr. Feng. Schofield interjected, "Can I ask...... Why wait until eight o'clock? ”

"Hey~ As the saying goes, reasoning should be after dinner." Feng Bujue replied.

"What kind of adage is that...... How come I've never heard of it...... You made it up......" Schofield spat three sentences in his heart, but on the surface it was still difficult to attack, because he still couldn't identify the murderer himself, and there was no evidence, so he had to rely on this eccentric detective for help.

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Good...... Okay......" Schofield continued to wipe his cold sweat with his handkerchief, "then do it as you want......"

"That's weird, isn't it?" Powell said, "If you know who the real culprit is, you should bring him to justice immediately!" If we let a murderer live in the same room as us, then everyone will be in danger, right? ”

"There are four police officers here, why is it dangerous?" Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone, "Besides, you should know it very well...... Before I uttered the phrase, 'The murderer is among the three of you,' you were under the same roof as the murderer, didn't you? ”

"But now that you say it, it's ......," Powell said nervously, his eyes glancing in Patton's direction.

Feng Bujue interrupted. "You don't need to say more, I've seen a lot of this kind of trick of three hundred taels of silver here." He paused, "Dr. Powell, did you react so much, looking frightened, trying to pretend to be innocent to avoid suspicion?" ”

"This ......" Powell was speechless for a while in the face of this false accusation.

Henderson and Barton also cast suspicious glances at him, and the atmosphere became very eerie.

Feng Bujue only sneered at the guys' actions, and he turned to Schofield and said, "Detective." In the time leading up to dinner, please bring these three together, along with the four I asked about Carol, Colston, Jack, and Nancy, into the dining room so that it is easy to monitor. As he spoke, he walked around the three men in front of him and headed for the door.

"Where are you going? Mr. Feng. Schofield asked.

"Kitchen." Feng Bujue replied, then opened the door and went out.

The four people left in the study looked at each other. It's embarrassing.

…………

The kitchen in this villa is quite good, almost as good as some small western restaurants.

The kitchen door is naturally a double-petal movable door that can be pushed and pulled open, which can be pushed open with hands, feet, or a trolley, and it is very convenient to enter and exit with food. After Feng unconsciously pushed the door in. What you see is a spacious, clean and beautiful environment.

For a home kitchen, the equipment is amazing...... Kitchen cabinets, grills, curium stoves, ovens, barbecue grills, fryers, stoves, shelves, operating tables, fresh-keeping tables, freezers, mixers, meat grinders, slicers, egg beaters, etc...... Except for the extreme configuration of the stone wall oven, there is basically everything here, and you can hold a cooking competition.

"Ahh Mr. Feng, how did you get to the kitchen? At this time, Mrs. Odetta changed into a long-sleeved, knee-length plain dress and wore an apron. Busy with Aunt Oliver at the stove.

"Prevent you from poisoning everyone's dinner." Feng Bujue replied.

Odetta and Oliver's movements were both stagnant, their eyes widened, and they looked at Brother Jue in disbelief.

"Hahaha...... I'm kidding, ladies. Feng Bujue smiled and said, "As a guest, it is also appropriate to come to the kitchen to help." ”

"Oh, sir, your joke is not funny at all." Aunt Oliver is undoubtedly a straightforward person, and she quickly gets busy at the cooking table again, "We're all too busy, and you're still saying something scary. ”

Odetta smiled politely, "Mr. Feng, are you sure you can help?" Don't force ......"

"You're afraid I'm making trouble, aren't you? Hmph......" Sealed unconscious eyes were obscured by the hair in front of his forehead, and in the shadows, a fierce glint emerged from his eyes, "Innocent...... It's naïve...... If I don't let you see Uncle Ben's beautiful skills, you won't understand......" After his middle two lines came out, he was also stunned for a moment, "Wait, this line seems to be more suitable for Jin Fugui...... No matter! Anyway......" He picked up a kitchen knife, grabbed a piece of red meat and cut it at high speed. Its hand speed is so fast, producing layers of phantoms, and the chopping board emits a dense knife drop sound with a frequency like a typewriter, "ho hahaha...... Let me taste this magnificent slaughter! ”

The two ladies in the kitchen had never seen such a battle, and they stood still for a while, watching Brother Jue's performance at a loss.

Another characteristic of Feng Bujue's weird guy is...... When he makes zuò dishes, he becomes an unusually middle two. If his usual mid-dilution (don't ask me what this is, I don't know, it just came to my head anyway) is around 250, then the mid-diary value in cooking will explode to between 9527 and 10086.

Habit...... A terrible thing......

After the death of his parents, Feng Bujue, who lived alone, naturally cooked often. He is not a man of luxury and vanity, but he will do his best to ensure the quality of life when he can (depending on how much money he has in his pocket). As a result, this guy's cooking skills are getting better and better unconsciously...... In the process, he developed the habit of talking to himself and making all kinds of exaggerated behaviors while cooking.

"Heat the pan with a layer of oil." "Cut the beef into thin slices and put it in a bowl, add salt, pepper, soy sauce, and mustard seeds, and knead it carefully to taste ......" As he spoke, he picked up a celery and chopped it like lightning, "Put the beef, beef liver, and celery together in a heated pan and stir-fry it over high heat...... He took a few minutes to complete a side dish with good color and flavor.

"Hmph...... The strength shown by this dish of stir-fried celery with mustard and beef liver is enough to convince you......" Feng Bujue wiped his hands with a rag and said proudly.

Lady Odetta and Aunt Oliver each took a piece of beef liver in their hands and tasted it, and it was unbelievably delicious......

"Mr. Feng...... Were you a chef before you worked as a detective? Odetta exclaimed.

Feng Bujue slowly walked to the side, took off an apron from the wall and tied it for himself, he smiled sheepishly, and continued: "So...... Leave the preparation of dinner to me, and the two of you will help me a little. He paused, "By the way...... In the meantime, please answer me a few questions. (To be continued)