In the kitchen, kitchen knives are brushed on the cutting board, the pot is blazing, the air conditioner mouth is fluttering, and everyone has their heads down and beads of sweat.

Judy stood in the doorway, crossed her waist and asked, "Who's in charge of making the salad?"

Li Hai lifted the pot, fished out the vegetables that had just been thrown into the air, turned off the stove, wiped the rag with his oily hands, and walked over with a smile, "Boss, blind situation?"

"Stop calling me Boss, I'm Judy Hu. She glared and said, "Anderstein?"

Lehi straightened up and replied, "Yesh." ”

"You made the salad?"

"It was supposed to be, but today it ......"

"Is it really?"

Lehi craned his neck and shouted, "Silly brother." ”

A kitchen worker rushed over with a kitchen knife and stopped in front of the two of them.

"He's in charge. Lehi pointed at him and said.

The silly brother tilted his head and said, "Yes, the salad is me, I am the salad." ”

Judy looked at the crooked head, "He doesn't seem to be normal." ”

"He's normal, just a little bit autistic. Lehi turned his head, his eyes were wide, the stupid brother was holding a kitchen knife, the corners of his mouth twitched, he broke off the stupid brother's hand, and let the knife hide behind him.

Judy looked at it for a moment and asked, "Can he work like this?"

"Lou Po Pump!" said Lehi, "don't look at him dumbfounded, his face is numb, and he is a little smelly, but he is serious and obedient." ”

The other cooks listened and whispered to each other: "Only he can stand the chef's nagging." ”

"The salad is out of condition. Judy said.

Lehi stepped forward, "Lady Judy, he's a newcomer, give me a chance." ”

"What are you doing?" said Judy.

"Huh?" Lehi didn't understand, whether to leave or stay.

"Get moving, make up for the salad that has been knocked over outside. ”

Everyone sighed, the silly brother ran back to the workbench with a kitchen knife, Lehi turned on the fire, and the kitchen was mixed with various sounds.

Judy clasped her hands and waited, and her phone suddenly rang, and the caller number made her frown.

"Xiao Guo, I'll leave it to you here. She held the phone to her ear and walked to the door of the restaurant as she spoke.

"Ahh Xiao Guo looked at her back and couldn't say anything. Why are you going to leave the restaurant at the busiest time?

She approached a yellow Chevrolet sports car, hooked the door, and locked herself inside, "Are you all in the paper?...... I'm going to take a look first...... The money is ready...... I don't know where I am in China, you send me the address and see you later. ”

She hung up the phone, turned her wrist, glanced at the silver Aohua watch, the phone rang and popped up a dialog box, pressed, and a navigation map appeared on the car computer.

Bank of China Tower, two blocks away.

The sports car stopped next to a red fire hydrant on the side of the road, and went to the roof alone, the iron door was open, there was standing water on the rooftop, reflecting the sun, the air conditioner shell was full of dust, and the back of a man stood by the guardrail.

Judy looked left and right, but saw no one else, stood to his right and asked, "Why did you meet on the rooftop?"

The man turned his head, and a black mirror blocked his eyes, "Don't you think that's cool?"

"Cool you dead head. ”

"The undercover agents in the movie like to connect on the rooftop. ”

Judy rolled her eyes, "Even if we meet on the rooftop, you don't have to pick this kind of building without elevators, seventeenth floor, do you know how difficult it is for me to climb up in high heels?"

"Isn't there an elevator?"

"The sign says it's under repair. ”

"Oh, you mean the sign on the ground, I accidentally kicked it when I came up, but the elevator was repaired a long time ago. ”

Judy touched her forehead and took a deep breath, "Forget it, what do I want?"

"Where's the money?"

"You let me see if it's worth the money. ”

He pulled out his phone and swiped the combination lock with his fingertips.

Judy took it, and there was a picture of a man on the screen, doing the action of the athlete drummer, and he was quite energetic, but his arms were not as thick as the radish, and he was still smiling proudly there, I really couldn't figure out the situation.

I have swiped several photos, all of which are photos of this guy, one of which is very excessive, and he pretends to be shooting arrows on his upper body, and his physique is so good that he might as well go home and wash and sleep.

"What are they?"

The man shrugged, "Don't you want to know his secrets? ”

Judy felt angry and bloody, pinched her temples and said, "I hired you to investigate his connection to Mike's death, not to see these boring things." ”

"Boring? I think he's pretty handsome. ”

Judy stared at the man, her eyes widened suddenly, "Wait......" She pulled out his sunglasses, and compared them to the photo, it was clearly the same person, "You're not a private detective." ”

The man bared his white teeth and smiled: "Is a real person more handsome than a photogenic?" ”

Judy took two steps back, "Who the hell are you?"

The man didn't mean to pounce forward, turned around and looked into the distance by the railing, "My name is Kaiming, to be exact, the object of your investigation." ”

"So you were deliberately trying to trick me with all these things just now. ”

Cumming turned his head to stare at her.

"What do you want to do?" she took two steps back.

Kai Ming said: "This is revenge for you to find someone to investigate me, let's settle it." ”

"Does my husband's death have anything to do with you?"

Kai Ming's eyes sank, "That night, I beat him so that his nose and face were swollen and thrown out of the door, and he got up and cursed, but he didn't expect to be buried in the yard the next day." ”

"You really didn't do it?"

"I did it, can I still stand here? The police have already locked me up. ”

What else can I do but believe him?, Judy gradually moved closer to him, "Although Mike often offends people, I can't really think of anyone who wants his life. ”

"The other party is coming at me, and he is just inadvertently involved in the matter. ”

"Do you have a suspicion?"

Kaiming shook his head, "But I've seen this man." ”

"Why don't we work together to investigate the murderer?" Judy suggested.

"No, I don't care who the killer is. ”

"He almost killed you, aren't you a little angry?"

"No, as long as he doesn't target Angel and Angel. ”

"You're such a strange man. ”

"Actually, I have another thing I want to ask you for. ”

"Among the staff in the western restaurant, there is a man named Silly Brother, I hope you will take more care of him. ”

Judy tilted her head and thought, "Oh, you mean that idiot. ”

"He's not stupid, he's just autistic. "He grew up in a bad family, it was not easy for him to find a job, he didn't have to look at the cold faces of his family to live, he was my best friend, I hope he can be happy." ”

"I'll take care of it, but you'll always have to keep an eye out for the lurking murderer. ”

"No problem. ”

There were papers scattered all over the room, and Lemon heard footsteps, and uncovered the blueprint covering his face, revealing two thick eye-rolling circles.

Kemin bent down to pick up one of them, which had a three-sided blueprint of a firefighter's suit.

"Do you have a good idea?"

Lemmon must have been driven crazy, otherwise how could he ask a layman for advice.

"I don't think anyone would want to wear a padded jacket to fight a fire. "Kaiming felt that the clothes in the painting were too thick.

"I can design a fireproof suit like a T-shirt. ”

"That's fine, why did you do this?"

Lemmon sighed, leaned back in his chair and said, "Do you think any government will purchase an eight-million-dollar fireproof suit?"

"Eight million? is insane. Keming's eyes widened.

"Clothes need to be light and resistant to high temperatures, and there is no other way than to use the latest nanomaterials, but this material is more expensive than gold, and it is too luxurious to use to make clothes. ”

"It's not a way to always use the previous materials to put it together, with your kind of brain, why don't you develop new materials?"

Lemon's head bounced off his chair as if it had been struck by lightning, "yes, why didn't I think of that?"

He dragged Kaiming to the workshop, which was filled with glass test tubes containing different colors of liquid materials, which were used to coat the outer layer of fireproof clothing to insulate the heat.

Lemon handed Keming a pair of protective glasses, "You're in charge of mixing the paint, and I'll test the fire resistance." ”

Kaiming looked at these colorful test tubes, "What's the mix?"

"It's simple, like a bartender, mix and match. Lemmon took the green and yellow tubes, poured them into an empty bottle, held them in his hand and shook them to mix the two liquids together, and then applied them to the strips of cloth.

Kai Ming saw him pout, blew a few times, and waited for the strip of cloth to dry and put it in the high-heat furnace, and as soon as the strip of cloth touched the flame, he exhaled and burned his hands.

"Oh. Lemon shook off the strip of cloth and put his hand in the bucket, his expression relaxed.

"What's the matter, are you sure we're not making a fuse?" asked Kemin.

Lemon's hand was drawn from the water, red and swollen, and when he smelled it, it smelled of burnt nails, "Obviously this is a failed case." ”

Then he got smart and used a half-meter-long metal tweezer to burn strips of cloth.

Kaiming began to mix and match the smear at random, "Can you use more than three combinations?"

"Whatever you like. ”

After burning five hundred and one pieces of cloth, Kai Ming began to feel that it would be endless, "What does it mean to be qualified?"

"It can resist the high temperature of 300 degrees. Lemmon said, and the strip of cloth that had been put in burned again.

God, after so many attempts, the strip of cloth never lasted three seconds in the stove, and it felt silly to do it like this.

"Why don't you try to piece together old materials again?"

Lemon gave him a blank look, "How can we give up easily, if we don't study it, the job will be lost." ”

The strips of cloth continued to burn in the hundreds, and Kemin's eyelids almost closed, and Lemmon dozed off as he burned the cloth.

"What did you learn from studying aliens when you were in the United States?" asked Kemin, holding his chin.

"How do you ask this?"

"I have seen them in Egypt before. ”

Lemmon patted his head and punched his spirits, "Oh, did they invite you on an interstellar day trip, or did they catch you to study on a flying saucer." ”

"They were originally Venusians, but later came to Earth and had to immigrate to other planets because of beetles. ”

"They may find a better place than the earth. ”

Kaiming frowned, "Since they have been in contact with humans in the past, why don't they establish contact and hide in the shadows?"

"Maybe they feel that humans are too rogue and will threaten their existence. ”

"They used to warn humanity of the end of the world. ”

Lemmon was stunned, "Where did you hear that?" ”

"A madman. ”

Lemmon rolled his eyes, and looked back to see that the strip of cloth was completely undamaged in the stove, God, this is 300 degrees Celsius.

"It worked. ”

Kaiming ran over to see, and the two cheered and hugged each other.

"How many kinds of coating were mixed just now. Lemmon asked.

He rubbed his head and replied, "Forget." ”

"Ahh ”