Just forget it if Luther wants to own it, Adu, a guy who loves dragons, why are you joining in the fun?
Seeing Luther's strange look, A'Du was puzzled: "Is there anything strange?"
"Miao Miao has super powers."
"My fossil pterosaur and Gyarados are not dragon-type either."
That makes sense...
A'Du had broken the jar. He picked up a piece of meat on the plate and chewed it fiercely.
Luther had never understood what "eating his flesh alive" in the history books was like before, but now he understood A'Du's expression.
Luther only ordered two dishes. The pan-fried pork chop was easy to distinguish, but Luther looked at the other dish for a long time and couldn't connect it with the so-called "volcano beef" dish name.
Mai, who was trying something new with Luther, ordered the same dish and started eating it.
When the beef was put into his mouth, Luther savored it carefully for a long time. Apart from the spicy feeling, what other taste was there?
The beef has been overcooked. Soft and rotten beef is naturally delicious, but now it tastes like chewing residue, which is too much.
"Marylou, come on!"
As the least picky eater in the team and the best eater, Luther decisively asked her to come out and help him with this dish that he didn't like.
Mary Lou picked up the plate and licked it clean before Luther cut the pork chops. Her eyes were filled with anticipation as she watched Luther cut the pork chops. She hoped that her master would not be used to this plate of pork chops either.
Luther and Mai stopped their knives and forks at the same time. After all, they ordered something themselves, and they had to swallow it even if they cried.
A'Du was also patient. He saw Luther ordering original animal dishes that he had never tried before, and followed suit by ordering a plate of pork chops. Now after eating it, there was only one taste left in his mouth.
sweet…
Oh my God, whose pork chops have so much sugar...it's so delicious.
Needless to say, the layer on the surface is definitely Carlos’ specialty maple syrup, and there is actually a layer of icing sugar on the bottom of the plate. This creative dish made Luther feel the sweetness of Carlos.
"Marylou, do you really want to eat it?"
Marylou responded to Luther with practical actions. She not only quickly put the steak into her stomach, but also licked up the maple syrup and icing sugar.
A'Du and Mai took turns waving to Marilou, who was squatting in a corner holding a piece of food they didn't want to eat.
"Go out and get some air."
Shortly after Luther left the room, Oleander put away the tableware, wiped her mouth, came to the door of the private room next door, and knocked lightly on the door.
"Please come in."
Oleander opened the door, and the two inspectors who had finished their meal were sitting in their seats, looking at Oleander.
"Then let's talk about the mob incident in the Futaba Town Sanatorium."
The door is gently closed by oleander, isolating the inside and outside.
Luther was gone for almost half an hour, during which time he returned to the private room and called a meow over. His mysterious behavior attracted everyone's attention.
When Luther and Miaomiao came back again, there were several plates floating in the air.
Mai was the first to understand what Luther was doing. Facing the plate floating in front of her, she couldn't wait to open the lid.
"Did you add food?"
Sirona stood up with interest and looked at the dishes on the plate in front of Adu.
Mai scooped up the beef and put it in her mouth, then started to chop the rice with a look of happiness on her face.
Seeing the chef standing behind Luther, Kalunai asked: "What kind of dish is this?"
"Mr. Luther said this was beef stew, and I made it according to his instructions."
The chef in charge was also shocked by Luther. Luther ran to the kitchen and said that he was cooking the beef at the wrong temperature.
Luther knew that there was very little development of original animal dishes in this world, so he used previous experiences to apply them.
The meat of Kentero is harder, and if you simmer it for a longer time, you can naturally get softer beef, but ordinary beef cannot be simmered for that long... After Luther explained it, they realized that they were inexperienced with these ingredients.
, resulting in a very poor taste.
Sirona shared the beef from Luther's plate, and Kalunai shared the beef from Adu's plate. They ate happily. The two cats were drooling, and they were greeted by Marylu and ate some of what Luther gave them.
Leftovers.
When he was almost finished eating, Luther realized that the Oleander Man was gone.
"It should be your turn soon." Karunai still strictly adhered to the bottom line of caloric intake, only ate a few mouthfuls and then stopped.
"To me?"
"After all, you are a witness to the incident. The second one of the two inspectors will definitely ask you."
Oleander stood at the door of the room at some point and glanced at Luther who was wiping his mouth: "Come with me."
"I didn't tell anyone about the recorder." After giving Luther a knowing look, Oleander opened the door for Luther.
The person sitting on the right side of the coffee table is about fifty or sixty years old. He is very tall, with a figure between fat and strong. He is wearing very casual beach pants and casual short-sleeves.
The man on the left is thinner, and his face is much older than that of the man on the right. There is a gloominess in his sunken cheeks, and his suit is straight. Unlike the man on the right, who is slumping on the sofa boldly and uninhibitedly, he maintains his posture.
Very upright sitting posture.
After doing my homework beforehand, the one on the right must be Urtu, and the one on the left is Theist.
After Luther briefly greeted him, he found that the two inspectors had no intention of speaking. Their curious eyes glanced back and forth at Luther, looking at each other from time to time, as if they were confirming something.
After a while, Inspector Thester asked Luther to sit down.
"Don't worry, because you have appeared frequently in our field of vision recently, so we are inevitably a little curious about what kind of person you are."
The smile on Thester's thin face was a little stiff.
"Long story short." Urtu reminded.
"Okay, I think Luther you also know that Interpol is very concerned about the existence of the mob. As a member of the mob, Qilan's status must be very high. If he can be caught, it will be of great value." Sith.
As Te spoke, he looked into Luther's eyes and observed Luther's reaction.
"But he's dead." Cister leaned towards Luther, "That's what your report said. During the fight, Qilan pulled out a knife and tried to hurt you and Oleander. During the struggle,
In the process, you accidentally killed him."
Luther nodded.
"Ke Qilan's autopsy report tells us that the wound on his abdomen had laceration scars caused by pulling out the knife, and the fatal stabbing on the neck occurred after the abdominal injury. Can you explain why?"
I knew that Oleander's story would be suspected, and if someone wanted to investigate, this kind of lie would be impossible to withstand.
Luther licked his dry lips and could only continue: "Because the situation was very critical at the time, Oleander was injured, and we couldn't judge the extent of Qi Lan's injury, so we could only attack in a panic."
Seeing that the two inspectors were silent, Luther added: "Our lives are threatened, we can't just sit back and wait for death, right?"
Urtu sneered and said calmly: "Boy Luther, you participated in the whole process of this incident, whether it was self-defense or deliberate murder, I just want to tell you that Oleander's knife was very vicious. I
Unlike West, what I care about is not the cause of Qi Lan’s death, what I care about is Oleander’s mental state.”
"If she can't control her emotions, then her state is quite dangerous. As the deputy minister of the Ministry of Security, she is unqualified." Urtu stood up, and a mountain-like shadow obscured Luther's sight. This Angzang
The giant man looked down at Luther, "No one likes time bombs, do you understand what I mean?"
"Urtu, what we should be talking about is the rabble." West tried to change the topic.
"The information on the nursing home and the interpersonal relationships are all there. You can check them anytime you want. What I care about is whether the second-in-command of the security department is a normal person!"
Urtu's loud voice made Luther's ears ring.
"Thester, it was you who persuaded the various regional alliances to believe in your ability, and went through all the hard work to establish Interpol. You and I suffered so much, and we nine old guys spent so much effort to have what we have today.
Interpol and the mob are just a small problem, our internal stability is the big problem."
"The young people in Interpol are better than us, and they can solve problems by themselves. We have said that we will no longer interfere easily with the operation of Interpol. Now that we are independent, we should learn to let go. Understand, today is just a private meeting, not a business matter.
Formal meeting.”
"Excellent? Hahaha, excellent?" Urtu laughed loudly, "He chased Gray Stone and escaped several times. Gray Stone's words are still in my ears. How can you actually say the word excellent?"
"Otherwise? Urtu, are you going to personally teach them how to defeat the enemy? There is a price for growth. After paying the price, they will become stronger. Poaching incidents have decreased in recent years, isn't it because of them and the region?
The result of alliance cooperation?”
Luther watched blankly as the two inspectors quarreled. How did things develop like this?
But obviously the tall and powerful Urtu was no match for Thester. With just a few words, Thester forced Urtu into a blind corner and let Thester teach him.
"Okay, okay, I can't say anything about you. You've always been good with your mouth and your acting skills. When you cried in the regional league, you just cried. It opened my eyes. I won't argue with you, Luther boy. I just ask you.
Just answer a question and you can leave."
Luther looked at Thester and saw that Thester had no intention of stopping Urtu from asking questions. He swallowed and prepared to accept the cross-examination.
"Can you guarantee that Oleander did not act excessively or lose control in this incident?"
Luther was stunned.
Under the torrential rain, that crazy figure kept reappearing in my mind, the drop of blood splashing from the throat, the woman who was sobbing...
He wanted to say something to Oleander that there was nothing wrong with her, but the words couldn't come out of his mouth, as if there was a stone in his throat.
Thester glanced at Luther, pushed up his glasses, and shook his head.
"You can go out, Mr. Luther, I have the answer."
Luther stood up a little embarrassed and opened the door.
"Mr. Luther, just take this as an old man's advice. Roses have thorns, but you can enjoy them casually if you pull out the thorns. Oleander is not a rose. It is highly poisonous. If you are not careful, you will poison yourself."