The moonlight is obscured by dark clouds, and the streets of the food capital are already lit up with sporadic lights, especially in the night market.

The group gathered at a barbecue stand in the corner, and the ashes from the charcoal burning washed away the green smoke from the grease dripping on the charcoal.

"Sure enough, this kind of stall barbecue is strong." Huang Lang dragged a thumb-sized piece of meat off the skewer in one bite, enjoying it all over his face.

I don't know if it's because I've eaten too many delicacies in the past two days? Or somehow, he remembered to meet at the barbecue stand.

Chen Cheng saw that he enjoyed eating, and also picked up a bunch. A scent of spices mixed with the smoky fumes characteristic of charcoal barbecue penetrates into the nostrils.

The meat skewers are all made of fat and thin cloud beast meat. The fat meat worn in the meat skewers has been grilled by the charcoal fire until it melts slightly, and the fat is covered with the meat skewers, which has a lovely aroma.

When you bite into it, the fat bursts in your mouth and intertwines with the lean meat, making you want to stop.

"Captain, how are things going today, have you found anything?" Betty sat next to Mira, not in the slightest interest in the food on the table.

Looking at Chen Cheng with worried eyes, his mouth full of oil, his heart was still hanging in the air.

Ever since the captain discussed with her this morning about taking over the task and handing over Huang Lang, she has been anxious all day.

After all, it involves the most powerful chamber of commerce in the food capital, and the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, if something is really found, the captain's life may be in danger, but nothing is found out, what should Mira do.

"I went to the Maine Mansion today, and their president, Kurt Mayne, actually appeared in front of me........" Chen Cheng's voice was lowered, deliberately creating a terrifying atmosphere, when he talked about the sudden appearance of the dead Kurt Mayne, Mira's entire tail was straightened, the fluff on the tips of her ears stood up, and her blue eyes stared at the boss, and there was a faint hint of anticipation in fear.

"Gah!" A crow's cry rang out violently, causing Mira to shudder and let out an exclamation.

Many passers-by on the street were attracted by the sudden screams, and their eyes frequently looked this way.

"Briquettes are going to die." Mira grabbed the briquette's body and began rubbing the crow's small brain at great speed.

In the end, Chen Cheng told the whole story, including the unusual places, his own speculation, and the reason why he did it.

This was the conclusion he had come to this morning in consultation with Betty, and that Mira had to be brought to his own point, after all, their ultimate goal was to get Mira on board.

The briquettes regain their freedom and fly back to their owner's shoulder, where it has its exclusive seat.

"No wonder no one has been the winner of the food competition." Mira's voice was low, her blue eyes were a little moist, and her hands were mixed together.

She remembered what the chef had said to herself when she was a chef: "Give up your ridiculous ideas, and instead of that, you have to be able to stand on the stage." ”

At that time, Mira thought that it meant that she was not good at cooking, and she practiced harder every day, and the food she made became more and more delicious, until the master died, and she was never recognized.

It turns out that the master meant that as a subhuman, I can't get on the stage.

Tears poured out of Mira's eyes, across her cheeks, dripping to the ground, shattering, and scattering in all directions, just like her efforts over the years.

With tears in my eyes, I feel pity.

Betty hugged Mira's head and comforted her softly.

"We won't let you fall under the unwritten rules of the Gastronomy Association, the only thing that can beat you is cooking."

It wasn't until Mira's mood gradually stabilized that Chen Cheng turned his head to look at Huang Lang, who was burping.

"I don't know if you can go with me, and take a look at the Myne Mansion?" Rao is his cheekiness that was trained by Senior Sister Yiyi, and he only feels hot on his face at the moment. Not only did he take the other party's granddaughter's payment, but now he also wanted the other party to take risks with him.

"Well, after the game, let this girl make me a feast." Huang Lang smiled and stretched out his hand to point at Mira, he had eaten the delicacies made by Mira in the past few days, and he was very hungry.

"But I won't go into the mansion, I'll only answer outside."

"No problem"

The two figures disappeared from the barbecue stand, and Mira raised her head and looked at Chen Cheng's empty seat, and her thoughts drifted in no direction.

The two of them and a crow soon arrived, and the red walls of the Maine Mansion were towering, and there were no lights illuminating them, only the sound of the sea of clouds rolling and lapping on the sea.

Chen Cheng's shoulders were light, the briquettes fluttered their wings and flew high, and his eyes began to observe the courtyard from above, dead silence, without the slightest movement, no one, silent insect chirping, like a dead field. It looks scary and eerie at night.

Detached from the perspective of the briquette, he nodded slightly, connected the words to Huang Lang, and jumped up with the soles of his feet and jumped into the courtyard.

The two long knives were unsheathed, and his eyes scanned the antechamber, where the two cups of tea were still on the table.

It seems that after they left, they disappeared?

I'm going to see how you disappear. Chen Cheng clenched the long knife in his hand, walked cautiously, and walked step by step to the mysterious back hall behind the screen.

Stepping over the threshold leading to the back hall, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of pressure from the front of the body, and with a 'pop', the feeling of pressure suddenly disappeared, and the body seemed to pass through a soap bubble with a thick bubble wall.

The scene in front of me can finally be seen clearly, far more fruity than the hall, lingering on the tip of the nose, which makes people feel refreshed.

Chen Yan's eyes shrank suddenly, the blood moon was in the sky, and the night sky was cloudless. A sapling less than three feet tall appeared in front of him, a fist-sized jet-black fruit, hanging on the top of the tree, as if something slightly reflected the moonlight. And the fruity aroma comes from the fruit.

There are many houses around, and the heads of beasts on the eaves are soaked in blood, and their faces are hideous and terrifying

Kurt Mayne's body lay on the bluestone floor, silent.

The words hanging from his waist automatically closed at this time, pulling his thoughts back.

Chen Cheng hurriedly picked up the closed shellfish and dialed the number of Huang Lang's senior, and there was a busy sound from the shell.

The heart slowly sank, and he took the words back into his arms, his face was gloomy as water, and the biggest hole card was erased in an instant.

Remembering the feeling that came from the moment he stepped over the threshold of the backyard, combined with the words that he had already made it impossible to get through, a terrible thought began to appear in his mind, I am afraid that this is no longer the space he was in just now, it is similar to the ability of the orange cat, creating a closed space that appears based on reality.

'Tsk~' What kind of monster did you provoke this time. Chen Cheng's perception didn't dare to relax for a moment, if it was really a character of the level of an orange cat, he could only sacrifice his life to fight to the death.

"Help, come on." A cry of terror suddenly exploded in the space.

The middle-aged man covered in blood stumbled open the door, but was tripped by the threshold of the door, and fell into the bluestone slab in the backyard in embarrassment, making a muffled sound.