After Takeshi Nanahara read all the information on Atsushi Kameda's case, he photocopied Atsushi Kameda's "secret language book", and then left the Hirano General Police Station with Ruri Kiyomi, and took a taxi straight to Furuya Park, preparing to take the rest of the day to conduct a field trip, and Furuya Park was not far from the police station, and it didn't take long for them to arrive.

It is an urban promenade park, with winding paths and plenty of trees planted along the road for people to enjoy cherry blossoms in spring, lotus in summer, red leaves in autumn and plum blossoms in winter. Since you can enjoy the lotus, there is naturally a shallow small lake here, and there is a small river upstream of the small lake, and the case happened by the river in the upper part of the park, where the small river was artificially diverted and bypassed a small mound before closing again, and on the left of the mound was the fishermen, and on the right was the place where Aiura Jimitsu and Kameda Atsushi quarreled and scuffled.

Nanahara Takeshi first looked at the place where Atsushi Kameda was killed, but the murder had happened for six days, and the traces had been almost destroyed by the wind and sun, and it was impossible to find anything without professional equipment, and then he looked in the direction where the anglers were fishing - as recorded in the case file, the two sides were not far away in a straight line, but there were small mounds and trees separated from each other, and they could not see each other.

Then, his eyes turned to the river, and he picked up a pebble and threw it into the water, making a splash.

The river was not deep, it was fed by melting snow from the high mountains near Hirarano, and the water was so clear that he could see how the stones he threw down had sunk to the bottom.

"You suspect there's something wrong with the case?" Kiyomi Ruri hugged the glove box and asked him curiously, "Do you think Atsushi Kameda committed suicide and threw the murder weapon into the river?" ”

"Yes, I was a little skeptical before, after all, with modern technology, it is not difficult to fake the voice, but at present, it is unlikely, the river water is too clear, and it is not deep, throwing a knife into it is quite conspicuous, no matter how careless the police are, it is impossible not to see it." Nanahara looked at the river for a while, then turned around and walked towards the downstream of the river, and soon walked to the water filtration buffer dam in front of the small lake - a buffer dam built to prevent the river from rushing into the lake during the summer flood season and destroying the precious ornamental plants, and it can also stop the floating debris and garbage upstream every day.

He stared at the water filter buffer dam on the shore for a long time, especially the several strainers at the daily water inlet, and looked at it very carefully, but except for some dead branches and leaves, he did not find any suspicious objects, and it was difficult to establish that the murder weapon was tied to floating objects and floated downstream.

At present, it seems that this case is not connected at all except for the client's dream, and there is no doubt in itself.

Kiyomi Ruri watched with him for a while, and said with certainty: "It must not be suicide, otherwise Kameda-san is too stupid, even if he has a grudge against Aipu Jimitsu and wants to take revenge on him, but he already has the courage to commit suicide, isn't it more direct to sneak attack and stab him to death, why go around in such a big circle." If something goes wrong in the planting process, and you die without succeeding, you must not be laughed to death. ”

Nanahara Takeshi admitted that what she said made sense, nodded and said: "Our mission is to find the connection between the murder of Atsushi Kameda and the old lady Fumie, this is the place where Kameda died, and it is the beginning of our investigation, so it is always right to rule out the problem first." ”

Kiyomi Ruri also nodded, but hesitated for a moment and asked, "Could it be that it has nothing to do with Kameda-san, but is the reason for Aiura Jimitsu?" ”

"I don't know, but Atsushi Kameda is dead, and the surrounding environment is the most prone to accidents, and it's troublesome to clean up all the relics, so follow him first." After Nanahara Wu finished speaking, he looked at the sky, the sun had already set, and the sky was starting to darken, so he turned around and left, and sighed again, "It's really a little bit of money, but I'm hungry, I'll talk about it tomorrow, let's go home and eat first!" ”

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At six o'clock in the evening, Kiyomi Ruri entered the door of Nanahara Takeshi with the glove box, just washed his hands and was ready to start working, suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran home with his shoes on, and after a while, he came back with two legs of mutton, and handed it to Nanahara Takeshi and said happily: "I almost forgot, this is what my mother gave you." ”

Nanahara Takeshi just took out a large box of shrimp from his fresh-keeping refrigerator, and was hesitating whether to eat it in oil or eat shrimp balls, when he heard the words, he put the shrimp back again, took the leg of mutton and took a closer look, and found that the quality was quite high, and the fresh-keeping storage was also quite good. ”

Mom was complimented, and Kiyomi Ruri was also very happy, and hummed: "She's very good, and she told me yesterday that I can't always eat your things, so I'll give you two legs of mutton." ”

"Then we'll eat mutton today." Qiyuan Wu thought about it with his leg of mutton, and said with a smile, "Two front legs of mutton, with some ingots meat, you can eat boiled lamb." ”

Kiyomi Ruri immediately wondered, "What is boiled sheep?" ”

"It is low-temperature slow-cooked mutton, with little smell and less foam, but it needs to be good enough for water quality and good enough mutton. Nanahara Takeshi turned around and began to take the knives from the board, and said with a smile, "Come, I'll teach you how to deal with the leg of mutton today." ”

Kiyomi Ruri still didn't understand how Bing cooked mutton, but honestly tied his little pig apron and began to observe the operation of Takeshi Nanahara, but listened and asked curiously: "What is the difference between the front legs and the hind legs, why have you been advancing the legs, aren't they all lamb legs?" ”

Nanahara Takeshi was still very patient when he trained coolies, and he casually explained while taking the leg of mutton to wash it: "Animals like sheep usually use their hind legs to exert force when jumping, so the front legs will have a little more fat than the hind legs, and the meat quality is more delicate, but the fat is very moderate compared with other parts of the sheep, so it is the essence of the sheep, and it is particularly delicious." ”

As he spoke, he also pointed to the junction between the front end of the leg of lamb and the waist socket, and added, "Especially this piece of meat, it is the essence of the sheep, the meat is extraordinarily delicate, generally known as ingots meat, which is most suitable for cooking and eating. ”

Kiyomi Ruri nodded, and said suddenly: "It was indeed sent by my father's friend, probably he has a ranch at home, and he killed it himself." ”

"Next time the family has a ranch to entrust, we can get a 20% discount and make a friend." As he spoke, Nanahara Takeshi carried the knife like a fly, cut the leg of mutton, cut part of the muscles and feet, and the tender part into micro-rolled thin slices, spread it on the frozen plate, and then handed the knife to Kiyomi Ruri, and said with a smile, "Okay, try it for you, you can have another serving of the same amount, enough for us to eat." ”

"Okay." Kiyomi Ruri took the knife, tilted his head to look at half of the leg of mutton, recalled the actions of Nanahara Takeshi just now, raised the knife and chopped it down, straight to the bone, and the expression on his little face was a little vicious.

Nanahara Takeshi opened the cupboard, tossed for a while, took out a three-piece set of painted enamel copper hot pot that looked a little old, took the pot and lid to the faucet and cleaned it well, and then opened the freezer again, and began to pour ice cubes out, layer by layer to the bottom of the hot pot.

He was busy for a while, looked back at Qingjian Liuli, picked up a spoon and knocked her on the head, and said unhappily: "Cut along the texture, didn't I tell you just now, cut along the white fat texture between the tendons, and tear it off when you encounter the flesh film, are you in a hurry to reincarnate, cut so fast!" Beginners look carefully before going under the knife, don't develop bad habits! ”

"I'm already doing what you say, why are you beating people." Kiyomi Ruri turned around and said unhappily, "I'm working for you and listening to you, but you can't be rude to me, otherwise don't blame me for fighting back." ”

Nanahara Takeshi unceremoniously knocked her with a spoon again, and said with a smile: "You pig brain, do you know what you are learning, mix with me for three years, go back to a second-rate restaurant and be the treasure of the town store, and the craft can be eaten for a lifetime, but now you are not happy when your head is knocked?" You are a young fruit this summer, do you know how difficult it is for others to learn some skills, and you are lucky to have met me, otherwise you can change the kitchen casually, which chef has the leisure to knock you, and it will only let you roll aside and change someone. Stupid to death, this kind of good thing that others can't ask for, do you dare to have a temper? ”

You bastard, scolding me again......

Kiyomi Ruri was even more unhappy in his heart, but suddenly remembered that he seemed to have watched a TV series before, in which a small chef wanted to learn cooking skills, and he was courteous when he had nothing to do, so he just knelt down and begged the chef for guidance, and the chef was too lazy to take care of him, so he let him squat in the kitchen every day to wash potatoes and radishes, and he was finally willing to teach him after several years of washing, but he still loved to ignore it, and it was all up to the little chef to be clever and secretly figure out various skills and recipes before he finally learned something.

Compared with the two, Nanahara Takeshi's attitude is much better, he is willing to demonstrate in person, and he is willing to give guidance on the side, which is far better than the chef ten streets.

If you can learn something, it doesn't seem to matter if you get knocked twice.

She had nothing to say, turned her head and went back to cutting the meat, and Nanahara Takeshi saw that she was honest, and also used a spoon to explain to her how to observe the texture of the meat, and how to cut it under what circumstances to ensure the best taste, don't turn back and cook it into a pot of minced broth.

Kiyomi Ruri also calmed down, and would rather be slow and observe carefully before making the knife, but the hand is not stable enough, the eyes are not accurate enough, and it is still cut in a mess, but Nanahara Wu didn't say anything more, knife skills need to be practiced for a long time, and whoever you change to just get started will cut this bear-like, but as long as the method is correct, it will get better slowly, at least three or five months later, it is enough to get started.

He looked at it twice, felt that it was no problem, turned around and prepared some simple side dishes and dipping sauces, and asked her to continue to slice the meat slowly, and walked away with the cut pieces of meat, and went to the living room to set up the copper hot pot, stacked the silver frost charcoal, lit a fire, and arranged the pieces of mutton on the ice neatly - the ones that were cut poorly were placed on the side of Kiyomi Ruri, and he cut them on his side - then poured pure water, put spices and spices, added a little fresh milk, and then covered the gorgeous painted enamel pot lid and began to stuff.

Kiyomi Ruri also slice the mutton slices that were put in the pot for the second time at this time, put them on the frozen plate and brought them out, and then the curious duck sat at the small square table, watching Nanahara Takeshi mixing the dipping sauce there, and then couldn't help but lift the lid of the pot and take a look, and said in surprise: "It's really boiling sheep with ice, why do you want to cook it with ice, can't it be done with water?" ”

"Of course you can use water, but it tastes different." Qiyuan Wu used Erba sauce, leek sauce, crushed sesame seeds and the like to adjust the dipping sauce and handed it to her according to her preference, and said casually, "The low temperature will make the mutton firmer, and then let the mutton expand again as the ice melts and heats, and the mutton will passively absorb the soup in this process, and when it is cooked, the mutton will shrink and spit out the soup, which is different from the mutton that is directly boiled with water, the taste is lighter, and it tastes fresher and more tender." ”

After a pause, he added, "Legend has it that it was invented by the Mongolian cavalry, and it was difficult to get water in winter, so they chiseled ice and mutton mixed together and boiled, only to find that the taste was different, so it was handed down, and later some people called it Genghis Khan boiled sheep, but it is just a legend, whether it is really difficult to verify now." ”

Kiyomi Ruri suddenly realized: "So that's the case, I know Genghis Khan, I have eaten Genghis Khan's barbecue." ”

Qiyuan Wu was stunned and said speechlessly: "These two are different, the boiled sheep is somewhat related to Genghis Khan, Genghis Khan's barbecue has nothing to do with him, and I don't know which idiot opened the shop and made up the story, and it seems that it will come true." ”

"Is it okay?"

"Not at all."

The two of them chatted, and the faint smoke coming out of the top of the copper hot pot was quickly mixed with water vapor, and the pot began to "gurgle", and the aroma also came out.

Fortunately, Nanahara Takeshi was also hungry, the iced boiled sheep was not afraid of old age, and it was no problem to eat while cooking, so he directly removed the lid, cleared the foam with a soup spoon, scooped out two bowls of soup, handed a bowl to Kiyomi Ruri, and said with a smile: "The original soup turns into the original food, and the mutton with good water quality is good, drink it slowly." ”

Kiyomi Ruri took the bowl and found that the soup was milky white, and there was a red wolfberry floating on it, which was a little cute, and then he heard Nanahara Takeshi say with satisfaction: "Okay, it's time to start!" ”

She hurriedly knelt down and sat down, and said "I'm moving", and then went to scoop the mutton with a spoon with great interest, and the mutton pieces had been boiled to milky white at this time, and the meat itself was very tender, and it was easy to remove the bones when it was steaming.

She tried the original flavor first, and found that the flavor was almost inviolable, only a fresh word left, and then dipped in the dipping sauce to try, the mutton was dyed with a thick layer of sesame salty fragrance, the fresh fragrance is complete, the taste is excellent, I can't wait to let people swallow it with their tongues.

Nanahara Takeshi also tasted it and thought it was very good, and smiled at her through the hot pot "chimney" and asked, "How is it, is it different from ordinary boiled mutton?" ”

Kiyomi Ruri actually didn't taste any difference, and was busy stuffing the second piece of mutton into his mouth, when he heard his words, he nodded quickly, and said reservedly: "It's not the same as ordinary boiled mutton, huh...... It's not the same, it tastes a little better. ”

Bastard, this guy is really amazing, he has new tricks every day, everything is delicious, if he is willing to increase his hourly salary, he will not lose money as an assistant for three years.

"Indeed, there is no flavor." Qiyuan Takeshi also nodded, in later generations, the boiled sheep was made into an Internet celebrity product, and the reputation was ruined, but if the high-quality mutton is really selected and the water quality is guaranteed, the taste is indeed much stronger than the boiled mutton.

At least that's what his imperial tongue thinks.

Kiyomi Ruri didn't have time to take care of him at this time, so she used the hot pot steam to cover her up, buried her head in chewing, and liked the combination of sesame sauce and mutton, she felt amazing, and quickly swept away the mutton in front of her.

She was sweating on her forehead after eating, and took the soup spoon and went to fish for Qiyuan Wu's side, Qiyuan Wu's sense of territory was very strong, and she stretched out her chopsticks to block: "Fish your side first." ”

"I don't have it on my side." Kiyomi Ruri took the soup spoon and scooped it up a few times, indicating that there was only a small piece of minced meat left on her side, and it was not interesting to eat.

Qiyuan Wu went to check the soup spoon and said strangely: "How can it be gone, I prepared the meat according to your appetite, and you should be full as long as you casually do something in the future." ”

"It's really not, it's all rolled to you when it's supposed to be cooked." Kiyomi Ruri is not polite to Nanahara Takeshi, and he is not polite to have dinner together every day, so he takes back the soup spoon and starts scooping his side.

Qiyuan Wu had nothing to say, touched his chin and frowned, and began to look up and down Qingjian Ruri through the heat, and suddenly found that this Tibetan fox was eating more and more, and the amount of food was about to overwhelm him, which was not a good phenomenon, and the cost of breeding was too high, but he has always been very particular about eating, and the leg of lamb was sent by others, and he was embarrassed to accuse her that half of the guests were developing in the direction of pigs, so she could only take back the soup spoon and quickly scoop a few more pieces for herself.

When the mutton pieces are cleaned, the mutton slices in the ice plate are also put into the pot, and they are rolled between the hot soups.

In the end, there was not enough meat, and it was not easy to slice, Nanahara Takeshi frowned again and found a piece of the pot helmet left over from the refrigerator when he was eating the supper risotto, and after slicing it, let her eat it slowly, and this was the end.

It's going to die, this Tibetan fox really doesn't pick his mouth, and he can eat it very well with a pot helmet slice dipped in sesame sauce.

(End of chapter)