"Very well, now we know that there is someone on this ship......" Rogge stepped forward cautiously, and the blade of his left hand gripped the handle of the rudder, trying to stop it, but no matter how hard he tried, the rudder still kept spinning on its own, and it was impossible to control it at all.

"They're playing hide and seek with us!" Rog let go of the rudder, turned and walked to the exit of the cockpit, saying as he went, "Come on, we need to find them, I know where to find those old ghosts!"

He strode out of the cockpit and down the corridor of the cabin, Catherine and Tali close behind him, and a door in front of him suddenly opened, and Rog stopped in his footsteps, nearly hitting the open door.

He was about to close the door when he heard a heavy footstep coming from inside the door, and Rog hurriedly leaned sideways against the wall, turning back and frowning and gesturing to the two of them, signaling them to hide.

The trio leaned against the wall, hiding behind an open door, and Rog heard the sound of a heavy metal object being dragged from the room across his door, and the sound of heavy footsteps fading away from the other end of the hallway.

He cautiously peered out, and saw a white shadow flash around the corner of the hallway, a rusty, blood-stained axe that briefly lingered in his sight, and soon disappeared behind the wall.

Rog stared in that direction for a moment, then cautiously walked out from behind the door, and glanced down at the ground, only to see that the ground was dragged out of a bloody path by blood, which stretched from the door of the room to the end of the corridor, and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"It's better not to let the girls see this yet. ”

Thinking to himself, Rogge turned back to Catherine and Tali and made a "don't move" gesture, and walked around the door to look inside, where it was pitch black and had a disgusting fishy smell coming from it.

Rog endured the stench and walked slowly to the door, just entered the room, suddenly stepped on something, he looked down, it turned out to be a bloody severed arm, and the fracture was still exposed a blood-stained bone.

"Damn!" Rog hurriedly withdrew his foot, slashed the severed limb to the corner with his sword, and continued to walk deeper into the room, when he turned the corner to look into the room, he saw that the shelves in the room were full of mutilated limbs, and the ground was strewn with crimson blood, which was terrifying.

"Oh my God!" Rogge felt sick to his stomach, turned and strode out of the house, slamming the door shut, he let out a long breath and gritted his teeth, "This damn ghost ship is disgusting!"

Suddenly, he heard a rapid pant beside him, and when he turned around, he saw Catherine and Tali standing by the wall with pale faces, and pointed to him with a suspicious look in his eyes and pointed to the blood trailing on the ground and asked, "What's the matter?"

Before Rogge could answer, there was a sudden heavy knocking sound from the other end of the corridor, and the nerves of the three of them tensed instantly, Rogge glanced in the direction from which the voice came, turned back and whispered to the two: "Don't make a sound, don't ask, follow me!"

With that, he leaned against the edge of the hallway, avoiding the trail of blood dragging on the ground, and stopped around the corner to look around, and saw that the trail of blood trailing on the ground drew a zigzag trajectory along the gloomy hallway.

He hurried closer to the opposite corner, the knocking in his ears getting heavier and heavier, and when he peeked out from behind the wall, he saw blood entering the two hidden doors.

"Wait for me here, I'll see!" Rogge left Catherine and Tali behind the wall, crept close to the door, and peered through the hidden crack in the door.

I saw a big fat man in a white robe and a white chef's hat in the big black cabin, raising a huge axe with both hands, and chopping it down fiercely at the cutting board on the table in front of him.

"Antonio should have been called to see this scene so he could know what the real murderer was!" Rogge muttered in disgust, when the fat man turned and threw a black object in the direction of the gate.

Rogge jumped up sharply and jumped back, stretched out his hand to grab it, the thing smashed open the door impartially and was held in his hand by the claw blade, Rogge looked down and found that it was a blackened heart.

"Can't you have something new?" Rogge threw his heart in the corner, and looked up to see that the fat chef had turned around, his fat head and big ears on his face full of meat, a pair of fierce eyes looking at Rogge, and a blood-stained axe in his right hand.

"Looks like fresh ingredients are coming to your door? Where did you come from? I'll have your birthplace printed on your flesh before I slaughter you!" asked Chef rudely pointing at Rogge.

"I don't want to be like that!" Rogge beckoned to him, "Actually, I'm here to visit Captain Jack, and I have a business to talk to him, so you don't have the habit of cooking your business partners before you talk about business, do you?"

"I don't care about any business, I just cook!" the chef's voice was like thunder, and the ears of Rogue and Catherine and Tully behind him were ringing.

Rogge frowned and said, "Don't get excited, let's do it, even if we want to talk about business, don't fight, I will cook, how about I help you fight?"

"You?" Chef asked, looking at Rogge curiously and suspiciously, "what would you do?"

"I'll ......" Rogge walked cautiously to the door, looked around the cabin, and suddenly saw a huge tuna hanging on one side of the cabin, his eyes lit up, pointed to the tuna and said, "How about we compare the tuna?"

"Hahahaha, boy, that's my housekeeping skill!" laughed the chef loudly.

He lifted the cutting board in his hand into the corner along with the half-chopped flesh on it, stepped forward and took the huge tuna off and threw it on the table, and the whole cabin echoed with the loud sound of the tuna falling on the table.

"Okay, one person and half, whoever slice faster and thinner, will win!" After the chef finished speaking, he took out two large kitchen knives from behind his waist, only to see a dazzling knife light flying, and the bones of the tuna were completely removed in an instant, leaving two halves of the whole fish.

"Worthy of a chef, what a good knife worker!" Rogge walked into the cabin in amazement and came to the table, the little owl in the hat looked at the bright red tuna meat on the table, swallowed his saliva and said, "Can we finish eating in a while before leaving?"

Before Rogge could answer, the chef suddenly slammed the kitchen knife on the table and said loudly: "Say in advance, if you lose, I will make you all dinner today and improve the captain's meal!"

"We?" Rogge raised his eyebrows and said to the little owl above his head, "Do you hear that, little one, who doesn't necessarily eat whom!

"That'...... Then I won't eat!I'm leaving!" the little owl flapped its wings and turned around and flew out the door, only to see the chef reach for the door, and the door slammed shut, and a kitchen knife whistled past the little owl and slashed at the door.

"Ahh

"No one wants to leave here unless you beat me, or I make you into a dish!" said the chef viciously.

"But that doesn't seem fair, if we lose you're going to eat us, and if we win, we don't plan to eat you, but you're going to have to eat something, right?" said Rogge, tapping his hand on the table in front of him.

"What's so hard about that, I'll eat whatever you tell me to eat!" said the chef proudly with his head held high and his big belly.

"I appreciate your boldness!" Rogge said as he reached out and dragged the half of the tuna in front of him, patted his hat with his hand and said, "Hey, little one, don't hide, come out and count us down!"

The little owl cautiously poked his head out and looked around, jumped on Rogge's shoulder, glanced in the direction of the chef, and said, "Then I'm going to count, ready, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, start!"

Before the little guy could finish speaking, the chef already had the kitchen knife in his hand, only to hear a swishing sound one after another, the kitchen knife flashed silver light around the tuna meat up and down, and the fish meat did not seem to have been touched in any way, and always maintained its original appearance.

When the chef threw the kitchen knife on the table with a "bang", he looked up and saw Rogge silently stroking the fish with his left hand, touching it from head to tail and from tail to end, after feeling the chef's gaze, Rogge raised his head and smiled: "Have you finished cutting?"

"That's right!" As soon as the chef finished speaking, the tuna meat in front of him suddenly fell into a line to the right like dominoes, and he slapped it lightly on the table with his hand, and a piece of tuna flakes bounced off the table, and the almost transparent fish fillet could almost reflect Rogge's face.

"Good knife worker!" Rogge applauded.

"Hmph, what about yours?" asked the chef with a shake of his flesh.

"Ah, mine is pretty much the same......" Rogge said, swiping his right hand on his face, and a mask-like film rolled off Rogge's face.

Rog spread it out on the table, touched his face with his hand, and said, "I think this thing seems to have a good skin care effect, and I suggest Catherine and Tali try it too!"

"What? how is this possible?" exclaimed the chef, his eyes wide in surprise, staring at the thin, barely visible piece of fish on the table.

Rogge picked it up with his hand and threw it at the chef, who took the meat in his hand, pinched it gently, and then looked at the meat he had cut, with an incredible expression.

"Should I tell him that I have five knives on my left iron claw that can be manipulated directly with my head, and it is much easier to cut things than the bulky broadsword in his hand!" Rog turned his face and muttered softly to Lilith on his shoulder.

"It's none of my business, don't give me the piece you put on your face when you're eating meat later!" said the little owl, tilting his head and looking at Rogge.

"You little clever ghost! you know little calculations!" Rogge glared at her, then turned back to Chef, "How's it going?"

"I've been a cook for fifty years, and I've never seen anything like it!" Chef looked up at Rogge with a stunned face and asked, "How did you do that?"

"Well, I've only been the imperial chef in the palace kitchen of the Duchy of Deiz for thirty years, and we were originally peers, and you are still my senior!" Rogge smiled modestly.

"How did I not know you worked as a cook in the palace kitchen?" asked the little owl suspiciously in Rogge's ear.

"I remember the year when we caught lurking vampires in the palace, and you little villain stole a month's worth of food in the palace kitchen!" Rogge looked back at her and muttered softly, and Lilith turned away innocently when she heard this.

"Have we decided the winner?" Rogge asked Chef back, Chef looked up gloomily, his hand gently grasped the handle of the kitchen knife on the table, and said, "Think beautifully, this thing is not that simple!"

(Good afternoon on Monday, have you eaten?Okay, I am very unkind to present a chapter of heavy taste, Comrade Lao Luo said, the witcher should be versatile, since the cooking skills can not only be compared to the knife work, it's time to show the real cooking skills! Food is coming, don't forget to collect and vote for Oh, the witcher's luxurious lunch is looking forward to it!)