The atmosphere in the kitchen fell into an inexplicable tension. The chefs looked at Xing Ze and Ai Li as if they were looking at fresh ingredients.
"You can't do this." Xing Ze raised his hands and said, "We have a better way to solve this matter, gentlemen."
The manager at the front desk didn't understand what was going on. He stood aside and tried to speak out several times, but failed once. The tense atmosphere made the beads of sweat on his nose become more dense.
"Take the foie gras out, Amal. I want to talk to these two guests."
The manager nodded, reached for the plate of foie gras, then quickly walked out of the kitchen with his head down.
"Keep working, you lazy guys. The guests are coming soon, and there is no time for you to waste." The head chef's words made the chefs start to get busy again.
The eldest lady put away her wand and leaned against a pillar, "Before we get down to business, I have to admit that the evaporated milk and banana ice cream pie was very good."
The head chef smiled lightly and said: "I'm glad you like it. We have limited time, so let's get to the point. So, you are Xing Ze?"
"You know me?"
"Xunrel Jezebeth." The head chef announced a name.
Xing Ze frowned, he now understood what Jezebeth said at the dance. When Ellie heard the name, she looked at Xing Ze with a complicated expression.
"Are you in the same group?"
"It's just a cooperative relationship. In short, I can't tell you where Frank is? Because I don't know either, but there is one thing..."
The head chef paused, took out a notebook and pen from his apron, wrote something down, and handed it to Xing Ze.
"No. 1114 Haibin Avenue?" Xing Ze muttered in a low voice while passing the notebook to Ellie.
"You can go over there and take a look. You may be able to find some necessary clues."
The eldest lady asked suspiciously: "What's in that place?"
"I don't know. As I said just now, we just have a cooperative relationship. I help contact people, and they come to meet me and talk about messy things..."
"Middlemen?" Xing Ze guessed.
"Ah, that's right. But I'm happy for you to call me the reward publisher."
"So Frank and the lady who came here to meet before are mercenaries, or bounty hunters?"
"They all mean the same thing. We call them investigators."
Investigators from other dimensions? Xing Ze pondered in his mind, which means that these people are not independent individuals here, they also have organizations.
A systematic and complete organization. This reminds me of the words of Edward Mendez. The messenger who destroyed the ceremony seventy years ago later established the investigator organization.
It seems that my guess is correct. This world is treated as a game, and players who claim to be investigators have traveled from their original world.
People like the head chef are like NPCs in the game. He issues tasks and provides clues and necessary services to help players complete tasks.
Therefore, he shouldn't be surprised that that day there was a reporter flying around in red underwear in the world, or a prodigal son wearing a black cloak and driving a cool sports car.
Damn it, what the hell kind of world is this? Xing Ze took a long breath, straightened his thoughts and continued to ask: "SUE, what does it mean?"
The head chef smiled lightly and said, "You can ask Jezebeth yourself. I think she will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Well, if there is nothing else, I would like to ask you to leave. The guests will
arrive."
Ellie tore off the paper with the address written on it and placed the notebook on the table. "The grilled lamb chops are a bit salty. It's not quite to my taste."
“I recommend pairing it with a Rioja red wine next time.”
"I will do it next time."
Walking out of the restaurant from the back door, Ali looked at Xing Ze, who was frowning and couldn't help but ask, "Are you having a stomachache?"
"Wha...what?"
"Ever since you heard the part about the investigators, your face has been ugly. I even wonder if that fish steak is stale."
"It's just, ah, forget it. I can't explain it at the moment. Let's go to Haibin Road first."
"How do we get there? My carriage is parked at the hospital. Do you want to hail a bus?"
"There's no need to be in such a hurry." Xing Ze stretched out his hand to signal for Ellie to catch up, "We can go there slowly and ask for some support along the way."
After a follower appeared, the two came to where Xing Ze parked his car.
"Oh, car." The eldest lady reached out and touched the hood of the car, "Where did you get it?"
“That’s the benefit of private commissioning.”
"Well, it seems that A takes this matter very seriously. He will give you whatever you want."
"Believe me, dear lady, Frank's asking price must be higher. Speaking of which, I don't understand something."
The investigation was handed over to a squib detective."
"You don't understand the difficulties of those big families. If you are a bounty hunter, like the Undertaker, you will definitely attract the attention of other families. Compared with the Muggle world, the world where wizards live is too small, and any trouble with the big families will
will attract a lot of attention.
"In addition, the battle between the Conservative Party and the Reform Party has been going on for hundreds of years, and each family is happy to have spies in the rival family. Especially a family with unclear politics like Slytherin. God knows, the dishwashers in their kitchens
How many workers are faithful?"
"It's really complicated." Xing Ze sighed.
"It's not complicated at all." The eldest lady retorted, "Rumors are not spread because they have no value. The same goes for people. If you think life is unpretentious and simple, it is probably because your status has not yet reached you.
Those terrible darkness."
"Then should I continue to live happily as a fool, or should I use the attitude of a wise man to uncover the truth of this world?"
"Why are you asking me?" the eldest lady asked, "Everyone's pursuit is different. Considering that the truth often drives wise men crazy, I think there is no difference between the two.
"Stop it, Xing Ze. This is not the time for philosophical speculation. Are you sure you want to believe what a cook says? In my opinion, those words are completely crazy. The address he gave me is probably a trap."
"It's worth going to find out, isn't it? Besides, there are two of us. You can stand outside and look out for me. If anything goes wrong, you can just walk away."
The eldest lady didn't take advantage of Xing Ze's provocation. She stretched out her hand and said, "I'll drive."
Xing Ze asked uncertainly: "Can you drive?"
"On my eighth birthday, my father gave me a pony. When I was eleven, I got my first carriage."
"I don't see how this has anything to do with whether or not you can drive."
"For Merlin's sake, Xing Ze. I can skillfully drive an eight-horse flying carriage, but you are questioning whether I can drive a Muggle car. Give me the key and hurry up."
Xing Ze reluctantly took out the car keys and handed them to Ai Li.