Just kidding, is Lin Guyu the kind of person who kicks the door? She just looked past the window.

jumped directly into the house, stumbled a few steps, almost threw herself on the ground, and directly pushed away the tables and chairs, she was embarrassed, looked left and right, and there was no one.

"Strange." Lin Guyu scratched his head, "Could it be that what the patient in the kitchen said is actually wrong?" I said yes, whoever is allowed to stay in the house every day, no one is allowed to go out for a walk, it seems that I came at the wrong time, forget it, I'll go out first. ”

She wasn't in this place, she was too persistent, after all, not everyone likes it, stay in the house and don't go out, in case someone goes out for a walk, this is not just missed, there is no too much surprise.

Lin Guyu patted the dust on his body: "I didn't expect it to be so short here, I used a lot of strength to directly get a big forward stomach, it's really embarrassing, fortunately, no one else saw it." ”

"I saw it. 】

Walked away.

Lin Guyu took a look at the table and chair he had just pushed away, and hurriedly went over to move it back.

After all, I did it myself, of course, I had to recover well, but I just put my hand on the table, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Rubbing her hand under the table twice, she looked down, "Strange, how is there a recess here?" ”

She reached out and touched it twice, it looked like a long rectangle, there should be some piece of wood stuck in it, but now the piece of wood has been removed.

Lin Guyu showed a big smile again, squatted down and took a closer look, "I think I found something very amazing." ”

[What? 】

Lin Guyu said with a smile: "Look at this table, it is not new, if it has been used for some years, it means that this table is not Chef Qi's." ”

[What's the matter, sometimes you're really a little inexplicable, you really don't understand. 】

Lin Guyu smiled, this table has been around for some years, but the chef has not been here for a long time, which means that this table is already there.

But! This is not the point, the point is that it is a rectangle, which has just been made, and I have touched it myself and some of the slag.

So in other words, this one was completely made by the chef.

Isn't this coming, isn't this the point?

Chef, just here to make pastries, why did he behave like this, why did he come here, to make such a place to hide things?

Lin Guyu squatted under the table and looked at the distance, "It doesn't look much different from the box where the pen is placed, it shouldn't be too big, and this is very important, is it the formula?" ”

[It shouldn't.] 】

"Huh? Why? ”

[Logically speaking, these chefs' recipes are indeed secret recipes, but they don't need to be placed under the table, they are easy to find, and these places will definitely be cleaned, and when the time comes, it will be seen, which is really not good.] 】

Lin Guyu held his face with both hands: "Could it be that you put something that is not so important and is also to be hidden?" What's that? ”

[I don't know. 】

What do you want?

Lin Guyu thought about it here, but he couldn't think of it, so he raised his head directly and hit his head on the table.

"Shhh Lin Guyu covered his head and bent over, walked out from under the table, and turned in a circle, "How did I forget this thing, oops." ”

"Huh?" Lin Guyu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the wall.

The walls here are made of wood, and the wood is not all that precious, but there is nothing rough about it, and even this side is made with careful care.

Lin Guyu looked at the wall and tilted his head slightly, walked over slowly, and brushed it from top to bottom.

"Found it." Lin Guyu said in a low voice.

[What did you find?] 】

Lin Guyu slowly stuck it with his fingernails, pulled it down, and sure enough, there was a rectangular body growing over there, but he didn't take it down, "What is this putting on, it looks like it's the same as on the table." ”

It's a tight fit on the wall, and if you don't look closely, it's absolutely impossible to see it, but this one seems to be in a bit of a hurry, so it's not very reliable, so you can touch it at a glance.

Lin Guyu used a little force, but he felt that it seemed to be connected to something, and he couldn't take it off his side.

She hurriedly went over to take a look, and there was a silk thread connected to it, but it was such a silk thread, but it was unexpectedly reliable, and she couldn't move it with her boss's strength.

'Click'

Suddenly, there was such a voice, and I didn't know where it came from, so I hurriedly looked around, but I saw that the original place under the table, and suddenly another brick was loosened.

Lin Guyu let go slightly, walked to the side of the brick, and did not move much at this time, but went under the table to touch the edge of it, but vaguely, as if something was pierced into his hand.

She hurried over, carefully tapped her hand, and slowly touched it, it didn't look like a wooden thorn, but some hard metal.

It's like a gold thread.

Lin Guyu didn't dwell too much on this issue, but walked to the vicinity of the brick, took it away gently, and didn't have anything, and at this time his eyes turned twice.

She hurried to move, and the bricks around her really didn't pick it up, but she pushed it next to it, and it was actually pushed at such a time, as if there was some track.

[Huarong Dao? 】

Lin Guyu only felt how important this matter was at this time, if he just put some formulas, it would not be so surprising, but it had already come to this point.

Even the floor tiles must be arranged in a certain order before they can be found and moved, which is inevitably imaginable.

What is it that can't be seen, what is it, can be so precious and spend so much thought, is this really what a chef can do?

If so, why become a chef?

Where do you go for a career change? Isn't it good to be a trap?

Just like the taste of oil and salt?

[Off topic.] 】

"Ah, I'm sorry." Lin Guyu patted his head, looked at the floor tiles and smiled slightly, I, Lin Guyu, never knew what it meant to advance and retreat, only knew that it was the winner who was king.

I never lose a game, no matter how difficult it is, even if it doesn't make any sense, and even if the other party is just a seven or eight-year-old student, I feel that I have to win!

Only victory can bring real joy to yourself, not to be strong, just to experience the feeling of victory.

She has never lost in all kinds of games, and she is not afraid of such a mechanism.

…… A quarter of an hour later!

"Where the hell is this piece?" Lin Guyu looked up to the sky and sighed.