After a brief silence, the chef spoke again: "So you found the person you were looking for?"
"If you mean Frank, I didn't find it."
"Well, that's a pity. I have lost another regular customer in my store. Jezebeth told me that you are the same kind of person as us?"
Xing Ze gently put the spoon back on the plate and asked curiously: "Who are you?"
"You are asking knowingly, sir." The chef grinned, "However, it is true that you should give your name before asking others. Then introduce yourself, Thursday."
"Real name, or game name?"
Upon hearing this, the chef was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It seems you know something about us."
"Know yourself and know your enemy."
"No one is stupid enough to use their real names. In my original world, I was careless and uncertain. But after this, lo and behold, I own a restaurant of my own."
"How long have you been here?"
"Well -" the chef narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Ten...eleven years."
"Have you ever thought about going back?"
The chef shook his head and said: "I said, I have no worries in that world. I am much more comfortable here. Okay, enough about my situation, let's talk about yours."
"Before that, can I ask Jezebeth how she saw me?"
"She has this ability. This is her unique skill. Just like I can make delicious cakes, she can see a person's soul."
"Is this a metaphor? Seeing into a person's soul?"
"Absolutely. She just has this ability. When I first came to this world, I was guided by her."
"She's missing now."
"Not counting her disappearance, she disappears for a while every year and travels across the country looking for people like you and me."
"How can I contact her?"
The chef took out an envelope from his pocket and put it on the table, "She has another temporary residence in York. She goes there almost every year to see where you might be able to find her. The address is on the letter."
"Why help me?"
"I have seen many investigators die. But this time, the number was a bit too much. Plus, Frank, although he is a narcissist, he is also a fellow countryman I don't know much about in this world."
Xing Ze reached for the letter, thought about it and asked, "What was the name of the world you lived in before?"
"Earth. But this is also called Earth, isn't it?"
Xing Ze suppressed the excitement in his heart and said thank you: "Thank you for the cake."
The chef nodded, stood up and left his seat.
Not long after he left, the door of the restaurant opened and two ladies walked in. Xing Ze moved his eyes to those two people.
The clothes the two of them wore were not high-end. The lady with curly brown hair looked slightly better. As for the other girl, she obviously expected to meet in such a high-end restaurant, so she only wore a simple pair of trousers.
Floral skirt.
The lady with curly hair walked to the front desk in a familiar manner and asked. Within half a minute, her eyes turned this way, while her companion, the lady with semi-long hair, was looking around uneasily.
Xing Ze raised his hand to signal, and the curly-haired lady understood and pulled her companion towards this side.
"What do you need, you two?" Xing Ze asked the ladies who were seated.
"Have a glass of gin." The curly-haired one took off her sunglasses and replied, "Kelly, who are you?"
"Quentin." Xing Ze replied with a smile and looked at the other lady, "What about you? What do you want?"
"Anything is fine, as long as it's not wine."
"Her name is Serena, give her a glass of iced tea." Kelly added, "This is her first time, so she will inevitably be a little nervous."
"I understand. So, you are companions?"
Kelly nodded, "We were roommates in the original world. Are you in trouble?"
Xing Ze showed a wry smile and said: "Everyone is not here yet, madam, don't worry. The desserts here are very good, you can also order some."
"Really?" Kelly looked around. She was a sign, and her lipsticked lips were quite sexy.
"Of course, I'll treat you." Xing Ze promised.
Serena waved her hand and said, "Let's forget it. I think the price is not cheap."
"You can rest assured. I'm not rich, but it's more than enough to treat me to afternoon tea."
Compared with the open-minded Kelly, Serena is much shy. She has some freckles on her round face, light green eyes, and thin lips. She speaks in a low voice and always lowers her voice.
I don't dare to look at people.
"That's what everyone said, Lina, please order. It's rare that this gentleman is such a gentleman."
After taking a few bites of the dessert, Kelly asked: "Mr. Quentin, how many times has this been done for you?"
Xing Ze recalled the information on Quentin's phone and lied: "First time."
"Oh, no wonder you sent out a distress signal. This is an A-level mission." Kelly said with wide eyes.
At this moment, the door of the restaurant opened again, and the crisp sound of the bell made the three of them look at the door in unison.
Two men came, one looked to be in his forties, with a beer belly, and a thick beard on his chin that had turned white. The other was dressed more peculiarly, he was about twenty or thirty years old, wearing a
Wearing a deerstalker hat, his alert eyes swept back and forth in the restaurant.
While the middle-aged uncle was still asking the front desk manager, he had already discovered the location of Xing Ze and his party. He turned his head slightly and said something to his companions.
The middle-aged uncle also turned to look at Xing Ze, and then the two of them came to the dining table as a matter of course.
This dining table is large enough to accommodate eight people discussing matters together, so it won't feel crowded even with the two newcomers.
The middle-aged uncle wisely sat far away from the ladies, while the man in the deerstalker hat sat near the door.
"My name is Mike." The uncle said cheerfully, stroking his beard. Although he looked like a fat brown bear, this tall, menacing-looking uncle had a gentle voice.
The man in the deerstalker hat with a vigilant look on his face did not speak. He took out a pipe from his pocket and was about to put it in his mouth when Serena on his left reminded her: "Here, no smoking is allowed here.
"
"Oh, beautiful lady, I didn't plan to light it on fire." The man said, "My name is Lenny, and I am a private detective. It seems that everyone is here."
"No, there's still one left." Xing Ze replied, "Quentin, I sent a distress signal."
Lanny changed the position of the pipe in his mouth, and he asked puzzledly: "But isn't it true that only five people can participate in this task?"
"No, there are five people besides the initiator who can participate." Xing Ze explained, "I was also deceived at first, so I contacted another investigator."
Mike nodded in agreement: "Indeed...it does happen. Sometimes the task information given by this software will completely mislead you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of bells sounded at the door, and everyone except Lanny looked at the door.
The visitor was a formally dressed gentleman with a slicked back hair and a confident smile on his face.
Okay, everyone is alive. Xing Ze secretly thought.