When Tang Ze and Conan, who had been busy for a while, returned to the banquet, everyone at the table had already finished ordering and began to wait for the food to be served.

"Come, whatever you want to eat, I can help you clip, if you are not satisfied with the menu, you can continue to add!" Shiro Kawabata, who had exchanged seats with Mao Lilan, waved his hand magnificently, and it seemed that although he didn't dare to make any more aggressive moves, he hadn't completely given up his plan to persuade.

Conan sat back in his place, squinting at the producer who didn't know he had been around the ghost gate, and sighed dissatisfiedly.

Although he understands the truth, even if he is a bastard, he should not be deprived of his life casually, but looking at Kawabata Shiro's face, which is almost carved inch by inch, he inevitably understands Isokaizo's mood for a short time.

I always feel that even if this bearded director suppresses the mood of crime, this producer will have something to do sooner or later......

Shiro Kawabata, who was trying his best to impress Maorilan, obviously didn't receive the emotion contained in his eyes, and his eyes were still on the girl next to him.

is a rich second generation, there are many celebrities in his family and connections, and he has never been in contact with Vanity Fair, which is a trait worth excavating.

On the whole, it is easy to create a cost-effective combination with a low asking price and a topic of its own, and the image does have screen affinity, and it is easy to win people's favor at first glance, no matter how you calculate it, this is a good choice.

Anyway, the words of the treat have been said, won't you lose money if you don't try?

"Come, this restaurant is still very famous. Try it, sweet and sour tenderloin, shredded pork with green peppers, and ......" Seeing the next dish served by the waiter, Kawabata Shilang snapped his shell and frowned in disgust, "Who ordered the preserved eggs and crab scrambled eggs?" Didn't know I was allergic to eggs? ”

"I ordered it." Isohai Zang didn't have the slightest intention of giving face, and directly picked up the chopsticks, "It's not just you who eats alone, don't eat if you know you are allergic?" ”

He did discourage the idea of killing, but correspondingly, he had no intention of continuing the cooperation.

After all, he is also a director who has made commercial achievements, even if he doesn't eat movies, he has more ways to make a living, and if he offends a producer, he will offend him, and there are contradictions in the circle so that there are not one or two people who share the same sky.

It's a big deal to ask, just say that Kawabata Shiro pried him into the corner, robbed his girlfriend, filled his pockets, had abnormal sexual fetishes, etc., and there was no need to get along well in this role, and he could be more unseemly than anyone else.

Murderous intent was raised, to be precise, it really almost killed Shiro Kawabata, which completely changed the mentality of Isaka Kaizo, and even said that in the depths of his heart, there was a different kind of openness.

What about a producer with a lot of words? A guy who almost died in his hands, there is really nothing to be afraid of, Lihua's matter, an explanation that should be obtained.

Thinking so, he lifted his chopsticks and sandwiched a chopstick scrambled egg, and ate it with relish, and while eating, he strongly recommended it to the assistant director Ito Kichuan next to him: "It tastes very good, let's try it too." ”

What Tang Ze just said to him, how do you feel that this uncle is a little bit careless and completely crazy.

Conan looked at Isokaizo strangely, turned his head and wanted to whisper a few words to Tang Ze, but saw Tang Ze staring at the turntable on the table, the focus of his eyes turning around, and there were words in his mouth.

Getting closer, he barely heard something.

"If there are 8 people, 6 dishes, and a condiment jar, this round shape can't be divided into equal parts...... Well, how much is 360 degrees divided......"

“…… What are you talking about? Hearing that Tang Ze was about to enter the exciting math problem, Conan, whose eyebrows were jumping, interrupted quietly.

"I'm wondering how Ikai hizo is the location of the poisoning." Tang Ze tilted his head and replied in a low voice, "He originally planned to smear the poison on the position where his hand needs to touch the turntable." If potassium cyanide exceeds a certain dose, even skin contact can be poisoned, and he wants to use poison to murder, not to use poison to carry out terrorist attacks, he can't poison everyone at the table indiscriminately, he has to figure out where Mr. Kawabata will be, right? ”

Tang Ze tapped the bottom of the turntable with his fingertips and made a gesture of pinching the turntable with two fingers.

With Karazawa's prompt, and the confrontation between Shiro Kawabata and Isokaizo just now as a reminder, it only took a short time for Conan to understand the tactics that Isokai had planned to take.

- He only observed the past for a while when he felt that something was wrong, and found that Isohai was suspected of making small moves, so he boldly made a judgment that something might happen, and he didn't think deeply about how this stillborn murder would happen.

And now, his developed brain power made his associations develop rapidly, and after a few seconds, he figured out what Tang Ze was saying, and he also fell into a speechlessness.

Even if there is a dish hidden in Shanghai, even if this may be a restaurant that a few people are more familiar with, he has planned in advance, and the difficulty is still amazing......

This director Isogami, it seems that he is indeed more math capable than making movies, and his eyesight is not simple.

"If this is smeared a little bit, it is very likely to cause innocent casualties, how can he make sure that other people are not affected?" Tang Ze sighed twice, "Are you planning to see other people who want to touch the turntable, so they immediately turn away to prevent others from touching...... At the end of that meal, the dishes on the table can be shaken evenly. ”

After thinking about Tang Ze's logic, the corners of Conan's mouth twitched.

Since this is the murder method that Ikai has already decided, assuming that the other party is indeed a clear target for revenge and has no intention of harming other innocent people, this kind of imagination is very likely to happen.

Alas, this meal, do you have to eat it?

"You two, what are you muttering, it's time to eat." Maori Kogoro looked at Shiro Kawabata who was unpleasant for a while, turned his head and saw the two little ghosts who didn't even hold the chopsticks, and urged directly.

ran so far just to have a meal, and was entangled by these guys from the crew.

If you don't eat one bite again, won't you lose money?

Maori Kogoro said, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a little shredded green pepper meat, chewed it slowly, and looked at him, more like a personal vendetta with the meat in his mouth than enjoying the food.

Tang Ze looked left and right, and the other seven people at the table had already begun to eat regardless of their mood, so he picked up the bowl slowly, tried to control his expression, and picked up the dish in front of him with chopsticks.

It took some time for Tang Ze to finally determine that the thing he had picked up that was wrapped in caterpillars was sweet and sour loin.

His eyes instantly sharpened.

The sweet and sour tenderloin made in Japan, he knows!

This kind of Chinese restaurant with completely Chinese style decoration, and there are no children sitting behind the cash register to do their homework at the front desk, is absolutely impossible to authentic!

The sweet and sour tenderloin made of tomato sauce, the meat slices are thick and thick, the skin is completely soaked in the soup, and so many kinds of vegetables are added.

Holding his breath, closing his eyes, he put the dish in his mouth, and reluctantly swallowed the meat that was completely sweet and sour tomatoes, Tang Ze's eyes looked at the next dish.

Good guys, Japanese-style back to the pot meat! It's also a heavyweight.

Who's back to the pot meat has and only cabbage as a side dish, is it reasonable, can you eat it?

In addition, the sweet noodle sauce flavor can be easily sniffed out without putting it in your mouth, and the thin pork slices are almost sliced into paper......

It doesn't matter if it's sweet or salty, if you come, you have to die!

As for this xiaolongbao, cold knowledge, Japanese noodles are made with dead noodles, and they are not distributed at all.

There is also shredded green pepper meat made of beef, oyster sauce and sugar, hibiscus eggs made by mixing crab sticks with egg mixture, plus lethal water and chicken broth, which is also embarrassingly called crab meat scrambled eggs!

High Emotional Intelligence: Improve recipes.

Low EQ: I can't grasp the condiments and heat well, and I'm thinking about it.

And Tang Ze's emotions, after seeing the miso on the table, and tasting the sweet and spicy chili oil, climbed to the peak of the explosion.

"Whew, eggs or something......" Smelling the smell of eggs wafting to the tip of his nose, Shiro Kawabata tried his best to restrain the desire to complain, held his breath, and reached out to turn the dish in front of him again.

Knowing that his egg allergy is serious, he will immediately lose his appetite when he sees these yellow and clear soft egg flowers, and the black pine green preserved eggs bring another nausea to his stomach...... These are all things that I have clearly told others.

After working together for so long, and having eaten a lot of meals together, that bastard on Isogami is still on point, one point is two, and he is deliberately disgusting him.

Luckily, the guy who served the food was quite knowledgeable and didn't put these two things too far, so he just held his breath and patiently for a few seconds to turn these two things around......

"Smack!" Tang Ze, whose chopsticks were clasped on the plate, raised his hand and slapped it on the turntable.

He had a lot of strength in his hand, firmly holding down the smooth lacquer surface of the turntable under his palm, and no matter how hard Kawabata tried to turn the turntable, he couldn't move it even a bit.

Shiro Kawabata frowned, glaring almost viciously in Karasawa's direction.

He can't mess with this little girl, this stubborn and conservative middle-aged man, who is her father, Maori Kogoro, is more influential than her, and he can't be messed with either.

You, who clearly don't belong to their relatives, are obviously a kid who came to eat with them, what are you doing here!

"Don't mess around, gentleman." Tang Ze, who was not in the mood to keep a business smile at all, made a straight face and said coldly, "Very rude." ”

Shiro Kawabata was stunned, looked at his empty bowl, and found the elementary school student next to him who had worked hard to catch miso for a long time, but never caught it.

After the turntable was fixed by Karasawa, Conan, who finally grabbed the miso bottle, breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Karasawa with a little emotion.

It seems that Tang Ze missed two spice bottles because he was like being played, and he knew in advance about the contradictions between Isokaizo and him, and he was even more dissatisfied with Shiro Kawabata, who was playing with the turntable.

Anyway, I still have to thank the good brother.

After becoming a child, Conan, who had short hands, cherished a little miso on the xiaolongbao in his bowl before putting the bottle back.

Shiro Kawabata, who thought he knew about the other party's situation, was a little overwhelmed on his face. He's busy negotiating big business here, where can he care about inconsequential children?

Because of this kind of thing, I don't talk with a face-saving face......

Shiro Kawabata, who had long been accustomed to commanding, also glared: "The child can't reach it, you just help him get it, you think you ......"

"Don't move the turntable when someone else is picking up food, this is the basic etiquette of Chinese food." For this culprit who caused all the grievances, Tang Ze knew that he was angry, but he still fought back very unceremoniously, "If you neglect to abide by even this basic etiquette, can you really fulfill these conditions promised to classmate Lan?" I find it suspicious. ”

And allergies or not allergies are your business, you have nothing to do to come to this kind of restaurant to eat, in addition to being a scumbag, you are also extraordinarily untasteful, you know?

To put it bluntly, you will be easily calculated by the murderer, and it is so easy and easy to kill, isn't it that you have been touching the turntable?

I like to play with the .jpg caused by the table turntable

"Okay, Tang Ze......" Conan looked at him with this-for-tat look, pulled Tang Ze's cuffs embarrassedly, and whispered, "I've got it." ”

Tang Ze lowered his head, glanced at the hard xiaolongbao soaked in miso in his bowl, and withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Forget it, you're not a person of character.

His heart was full of the desire to complain, Tang Ze still let go of his hand according to his words, held the bowl with the sweet back pot meat, and fell into autism.

It's too painful, it's really not worth it for such a scumbag contradiction.

"What's the matter, don't you like this dish?" After eating the xiaolongbao deliciously, Conan turned his head, noticed Tang Ze's still unhappy face, thought for a moment, and felt that he had found the reason.

Tang Ze said before that he didn't like Chinese food very much......

"yes, it's unpalatable." Biting into the sweet panicked meat, Tang Ze said very painfully.

This kind of eating is like mourning, he used to take medicine every day in order to maintain his physical function, but that's it.

Changed to this world, back to a healthy and young state, can happily eat whatever he wants, it is one of the few moments when Tang Ze feels happy, and he doesn't want to compromise at all in terms of appetite.

"Will it?" After smashing his mouth for a few seconds, Conan asked uncertainly, "I think it's not bad......"

"That's the only thing you say, I won't approve of it." Tang Ze shook his head resolutely.

"It's delicious, and it's a little better than the Chinese restaurant over there."

"No, even if Mr. Amuro or Mr. Lan follow this recipe, I won't approve of it."

"Is that an exaggeration......

"Yes, of course!"

Just when the two of them got together again and muttered, on the other side of the table, Shiro Kawabata, who was also in a very unhappy mood, was eating, and suddenly had a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't breathe.

Like, as if something, it climbed up his throat, slowly closing the entire airway and pouring into his mouth and nose......

"Uh, uh......" He raised his hand, ignoring the chopsticks in his hand rolling to the ground, scratching his throat hard, and after making an extremely difficult gasp, curled up and slammed on the table, smashing the cups, plates, and chopsticks in front of him.

The hot juice splashed, and Mao Lilan, who was beside him, let out a small exclamation, hurriedly got up, and reached out to help Shiro Kawabata, who had already slipped to the ground.

Kawabata Shiro's face turned red, and uncontrollable saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, as if he was choked by something invisible, and he looked in great pain.

"How, how could it be ......" Isokaizo, who was very clear that he had not poisoned him, was stunned, and the chopsticks in his hand also fell.

He reflexively spread the wet towel in his hand, feeling his fingertips tingle with surprise and a slight fear.

He immediately turned his gaze to Tang Ze, who persuaded him to give up.

Could it be that this child means that someone else will kill him, and he doesn't need to do anything more to dirty his own hands?

No, in this case, even the "murder weapon" has been controlled by others, and it is very likely that he will become a scapegoat......

"This can't be ......!" Conan jerked to his feet, bypassed Mori Kogoro's chair, and rushed to the other side of Shiro Kawabata, holding the man's elbow.

He, he has done everything in his power to eliminate the possibility of tragedy in front of him......

In the next second, Shiro Kawabata's symptoms interrupted his train of thought, causing his brain to go blank for a moment.

Black, muddy fluid flowed down the man's nose, nose, and tear glands like a burst of blood down his fat cheeks, wet with sweat.

It's a symptom they've seen more than once......

"Could it be that it's the Monster of the Heart!" Maori Kogoro also raised his voice and shouted out the answer that came to his mind for the first time.

In addition to seeing Asai Narita kill people in this practical way on Moonshadow Island, he also saw the groom himself at Sayuri Matsumoto's wedding, and he experienced the same symptoms after receiving a letter from the Monster Thief of the Heart.

Regardless of whether this is an ability that only the Monster Thief of the Heart possesses, or if someone else has a similar ability, it should be inseparable from those mysterious guys.

"Did you accidentally eat an egg......

"It's possible, Kawabata's allergies, but they're severe enough to cause shock......

"Mr. Kawabata, Mr. Kawabata, can you hear me?"

"Xiaolan, call the police first!"

"Uh, are we, should we call an ambulance first......"

"Then don't watch from here, make a phone call!"

In the midst of the noisy chaos, Tang Ze, who was finally comfortable, sighed slowly.

"I'll just say it's hard to eat, you see, it's hard to eat."

It's really hard to eat [Shock] It's all sweet, it's sweet, uh!

(End of chapter)