"Boom ......"

In L City, a sudden heavy rain caused everyone on the street to flee one after another, and at this moment, I saw a line of police cars whizzing by, out of the city, and straight to the suburbs.

"Team Lei, the person who called the police seems to have been overstimulated and is now in a trance and has been sent to the hospital"

The forensic doctor on the side stepped forward and said to Lei Ke: "Preliminary judgment, the deceased's name is Yao Jiafu, 53 years old, from Xiaoli Village, L City, and the family has been notified to come for an autopsy.

Her eyes were sewn together with needles and threads, and next to her body, we found a file bag. ”

Reco took the file bag, which contained the victim's name, as well as family background, and some information.

"It's her!" A police officer next to Rako saw the photo on the document and showed a look of consciousness on his face.

"You know?" Rako looked back.

"Lei team, in the case some time ago, in a case of killing his wife, this old lady was an important witness, but we later found out that it was this old lady who chewed her tongue behind her back, saying that the female victim was cheating on her husband behind her back, at first she just talked about it, and then it spread to the whole community, after the case, we asked her, and she admitted that she made it up blindly."

Speaking of this, the young policeman was a little angry, and pouted: "This kind of person deserves to die." ”

"Shut up!"

Rako glared at him fiercely, walked over to the corpse, and pulled the shroud, only to see the corpse's face hideous, fingers twisted to varying degrees, obviously tortured before he died.

With a stiff face and a slightly open mouth, Leko took a flashlight and shone it inside, which looked black at first glance, but after a closer look, Kore felt that something was wrong, called the forensic doctor, pointed to the corpse's mouth and said, "Look...... She doesn't have a tongue! ”

"Nourishing ......"

The bright red meat strips, wrapped in golden grease, and the wisps of unique and pure fragrance made the stomachs of several diners sitting on the side already rumbling.

This small Japanese-style cafeteria has no tables and chairs, only a small table-shaped table, and under the diners' tables, you can directly see the whole process of the chef standing inside to make the dishes.

"It smells so good!"

Several people stared at the bright red and fat pieces of meat on the iron plate in front of them, and couldn't help but swallow the foam in their mouths.

The two blades with a slight arc crossed against each other, making a "whoosh, ......whoosh" sound.

The eyes of the diners at the table suddenly focused on the young man who looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old.

The white and neat kitchen skirt, with short hair, looked shrewd and capable, and at this time, a cold light flashed in the young man's afterglow, and he reached out and grabbed it in the barrel on the side.

"Wow!"

A saury with a blue back and a thin and round body was grabbed from the bucket by the young man, and with a stroke of the blade, the scales were cut, the intestines were opened, and the bones were deboned and sliced.

Three knives and two picks, only to see that on the table, fish bones, fish viscera, fish meat, and even scraped fish scales are completely placed in three rows.

Attentive, meticulous, familiar techniques, but in the hands of this young man, it shows the side of turning decay into magic, and completely evolves into an alternative art.

Precise, perfect, as small as every fish scale and as large as the internal organs of the fish, it is a perfect technique that turns dissection into a precise and fast operation.

The whole process made several diners sitting at the table unable to take their eyes off at all, and shouted in their hearts that it was really worth coming this time, this restaurant belongs to a private chef, and if you want to come here to eat, you will have to wait until the beginning of next spring by making an appointment.

And the strange thing is that the business hours of this store only start at 12 o'clock at night, and the price is expensive, there is no menu, it all depends on the ingredients purchased by the chef, but even so, the business of this store is also a hot mess.

The pan-fried pieces of meat on the side are quickly rolled into freshly cut sashimi, smeared with a little white vinegar, placed in a fine utensil, and garnished with a mint leaf.

"Fish fried in the sea."

The bright red pieces of meat, golden on both sides, are wrapped in flawless saury fillets like white jade, and the combination of red and white exudes a unique allure.

"Hmm!"

A diner took a bite gently, and then his eyes lit up, trying his best to control the joy on his face, the white and smooth sashimi, there is no imaginary fishy smell at all, but melts in the mouth, a light bite, the red meat that has been cut inside, it gives birth to a different strength, fragrant and glutinous, people want to swallow their tongues into it.

Even female diners who hold their own identity, after eating, they can't control their emotions, because the taste is really unforgettable, and the multi-layered taste bursts out on the taste buds of their tongues almost at the same time, and the feeling is unimaginable.

"May I ask, what kind of meat is this?" Finally someone asked curiously, because the red meat was too strong and delicious, but it didn't look like beef and lamb chops or pork.

"It's a cow's tongue!"

The young man said without looking back, and after carefully wiping the steel knife he had used to cut the fish just now, he wrapped the blade with tape and threw it into a separate trash can on the side.

This knife has been contaminated with the fishy smell of the fish, and even if it is scrubbed cleanly, it will definitely not have any effect on other ingredients, but for the person who has a keen sense of smell to the point of perversion, he still can't bear such a smelly blade.

Opened the side of the cabinet, only to see that in the cabinet, all the brand-new blades are neatly placed there, each handle reflects the cold light, there are unique provisions, put on the market, such a complete set of knives, the price will never be cheap.

But for Zhao Ke, these knives are all just disposables, not real knives, maybe this is a big pity for himself, because so far, he has not found it, and it can be called a perfect blade for him.

The dinner lasted only two hours later, and several diners sat up and left satisfied, each with a different color on their faces, but they had one thing in common, that is, after eating, they immediately made a reservation for next year.

Put the used utensils neatly into the wooden barrel on the side, and someone will come to recycle them early tomorrow morning.

"Boom ......"

Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain was crashing against the mud tiles of the roof, making a messy but emotional sound, a mood that could not be heard in the metropolis.

Standing on the edge of the window, unbuttoning the kitchen skirt, the silver cross on his chest was gently wiped off by Zhao Ke with his hand.

Listening to the sound of the rain and closing his eyes slightly, he enjoyed the sound of the ticking rain, as if he was listening to a concert.

Of course, there is another reason, the heavy rain will wash away everything covered in the dust, whether it is traces or smells, and it will be thoroughly washed, and there will be no trace of it clean after the heavy rain.

He took out a silver cigarette case from his bosom, took out a cigarette, and sniffed it under the bridge of his nose.

"Jingle ......"

At this time, Zhao Ke's ears moved, and a bell rang from inside the door, which was a bell hanging outside the door, and only when the door was opened, it would ring, but strangely, the door did not open.

"Broken??"

The bell was still ringing, and from time to time it rang very gently, but it sounded very impatiently, as if someone was deliberately shaking the bell, and the rapid ringing of the bell made people feel very uneasy.

Zhao Ke couldn't help frowning, casually put a fruit knife in his hand, and strode towards the door.

When I looked up, I saw that the bell had stopped ringing on the door, and stood there quietly, as if there had never been any sound.

"Is it the wind?"

With doubts, Zhao Ke's eyes swept around, and suddenly his eyes sank, he didn't know when there was an extra box under his feet, which was a packaging box similar to express delivery, but it was not a courier bill pasted on it, but a stamp.

"Courier?"

Zhao Ke's brows tightened slightly, his eyes suddenly became solemn, he never shopped online, although he was running a restaurant, but there was only one person who really knew that he was here!

"Could it be him?"

Zhao Ke thought about it, and then vetoed this possibility, with his caution, it was absolutely impossible to send himself such a package in such a way.

Zhao Ke carefully picked up the package, the package was very light, and when it shook slightly, it didn't seem like something was touching, and if you looked closely, the stamp on it was also very strange.

The 7-point stamp, with bronze trim, seems to be very cumbersome and dense, but if you look closely, you can see the finely carved texture on it, and the pattern on the stamp is a very abstract eye, but no matter which angle you look at, this eye is silently watching you.

Zhao Ke stared at the stamp, the cumbersome and delicate patterns on it made Zhao Ke feel a tightness in his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath, but at the moment when Zhao Ke lowered his head, the single eye on the stamp suddenly blinked at Zhao Ke.

A cool breath like a centipede crawling on his back, made Zhao Ke suddenly excited, shook his head and took a closer look, and found that the eye on the stamp was still the same as before.

"Mistaken??" Zhao Ke shook his head, and couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart: "Cut, have you done too much to worry about?" When did you get so surprised. ”

Zhao Ke put the package away, opened the door casually, and was about to go in and open the package to see what was inside, but the moment he opened the door, Zhao Ke's eyes suddenly tightened, and a familiar face quietly appeared in front of him.

The eyes sewn up by the needle and thread slowly opened, and the thread tore the eyelids, exposing the hollow eyes, opened his mouth, pointed to his empty mouth, and said, "Where is my tongue?" ”