Not in the service area? How is that possible? Yuan Mengmeng told herself before that her workplace should be at a certain design center in the city. The location is quite busy, and there is no need to go everywhere to work in graphic design.
Go out in public and go to a very remote place.
What's more, judging from the weather outside, it should be dinner time shortly after getting off work, which is the busiest time of the day. How could she go to a place with no signal at this time?
I am sitting next to the bed now, and the signal from my mobile phone is also full, which means that the problem of not getting through the phone is not my problem, but that Yuan Mengmeng went to a place where communication was cut off for some reason.
Sister Lan in front of her was still calmly playing with the knife in her hand, not wanting to explain at all.
Zhang Ke didn't care about her and just dialed the number several times, but the response was still the same as before.
Damn it - what on earth is going on! Could she be in any danger again? But wasn't the murderer almost eliminated by herself before? What other dangers could she encounter?
Zhang Ke suddenly caught a glimpse of the message Zhonghan just left on his phone, and quickly wanted to call him to ask if he had any more clues.
However, at this moment, Sister Lan suddenly seemed to have clairvoyant eyes. She stretched out her hand and covered Zhang Ke's screen, preventing him from continuing to dial.
She said in a not loud but very powerful tone, almost like a command:
"Don't call Han Gang, eat first."
"???" Zhang Ke was full of hesitation, almost erupting like a flood. He really couldn't figure out what this crazy woman who had locked herself in the underground secret room wanted to do?
First, she dragged herself, who almost died with the murderer, from the icehouse to a high-end hotel like this while she was unconscious! During this process, I don’t know how she negotiated with the police who came to investigate.
Judging from her current performance, she seemed to be able to read minds and predict who she was going to call. If she further reasoned, she probably knew exactly what happened to Yuan Mengmeng, so she and Han just
would be so anxious.
More importantly, this woman carries an extremely mysterious but dangerous aura - although there is no definite evidence yet to prove that she is not affected by time reincarnation like himself, Zhang Ke always feels that she is in some ways
, I know more about virtue than myself, and I understand it more deeply.
"What on earth do you know!" Zhang Ke almost lost control and slapped the table, shouting at Sister Lan, "Where did you hide Yuan Mengmeng? What is the relationship between that murderer and you? Why did you hide Yuan Mengmeng?"
Take me away in a coma and not allow me to contact others? What on earth are you..."
"What's the purpose?" Sister Lan took the lead, took over Zhang Ke's words, and said very calmly, "I'm just treating you to a meal as a friend. Do you need to be so vigilant? Are the wounds on your body or...
I bandaged it for you."
"Friend?" Zhang Ke chewed on these two words in astonishment - indeed, now that he has lost most of his memory, he really cannot determine the relationship between Sister Lan and his past self.
Judging from the fact that the mung bean soup in her refrigerator tasted very similar to the one she drank at her house that day, the other party would often make mung bean soup for her. She was probably a close neighbor - but that night
How to explain the kidnapping, the elusive appearance in the ruins of the bar this morning, and everything inexplicable now?
By the way, she said she had bandaged her wounds?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ke realized that there was a slight pain in his chest and shoulders, and it seemed to be wrapped with something. He put his hand into his clothes and fumbled around, only to find that it was a bandage with medicine.
"Don't be too emotional, and don't move too much, otherwise it will pull the wound." Sister Lan said coldly in a nonchalant tone, "Eat first, and then talk about other things after eating."
"...You, you are simply——"
"Here comes the appetizer for you two. Please drink it with this glass of white wine from the Champs Elysees Estate."
Zhang Kegang wanted to continue his anger, but a waiter with a good face and elegant manner came forward with a dinner plate, forcing him to suppress his anger.
"This gentleman is injured, so it's best not to drink alcohol." Sister Lan said, "Let's use lightly emulsified green grape juice instead."
"Okay, I'll get it right away. Please try the three appetizers first."
The waiter left three dishes on the table that were vivid cherry pink, rich red and ice-white, and then immediately turned around and left.
At first glance, the color contrast of the three dishes is extremely bright, and both the presentation and decoration are very exquisite. They are as exquisite as three carefully carved handicrafts. The first reaction in people's minds is actually very...
It's hard to relate it to food.
But after careful observation, we can see some clues. The fiery red plate in the middle seems to be a plump and complete roasted bell pepper. The outside is also covered with bright red and reddish brown sauce, and has been condensed at low temperature.
Aspic-like texture.
The dish on the right looks like ice and snow. If you look closely, you can see a texture similar to fish meat, but it has been beaten into a mousse with cream and blended together. There is also a pinch of green onion in the center.
Green mustard.
As for the dish on the far left... Zhang Ke really couldn't figure out what it was without taking a bite.
Because what is placed on the plate is undoubtedly a cherry blossom with five tender pink petals, and the cherry blossom leaves underneath must also be specially pickled and still green.
But Zhang Ke knows very well that there are no cherry blossoms that big in the world. They are almost the same size as a person’s palm when the five fingers are spread out. This must be some kind of ingredient that simulates the shape of the cherry blossoms and the texture of the petals - it is some kind of rhizome.
Kind of vegetables?
"Eat, you lost a lot of blood and need to replenish your strength." Sister Lan picked up the knife and fork and said softly.
"..." Zhang Ke knew that if he didn't finish the meal obediently, the other party would probably not tell him the information he wanted to know.
Although last time he drank the mung bean soup from Sister Lan, which caused him to fall into a coma and was locked in the basement, the situation today is a little different. He was in a hotel in public, so there shouldn't be any accidents, right?
While Zhang Ke was thinking this, he stretched out his fork, picked up a piece of tender "sakura petal", put it in his mouth and chewed it.
Chapter completed!