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Text Chapter 24: Reasoning after dinner

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    At this moment, the expressions of the three people suddenly changed, and Feng Bujue captured every change in their faces, as well as the fleeting and imperceptible information hidden in their eyes.

    "Haha" Two seconds later, Feng Bujue laughed, "Okay, I'm done, please come back."

    "What?" Except for Brother Jue, the other four people in the room asked this question at the same time and instinctively.

    "Waitwhat do you mean?" Powell asked, "What do you mean by 'please come back'? You called us here, said that one of us is the murderer, and then let us leave?"

    "Yes." Feng Bujue said, "I will reveal the real murderer in about eight chaptersoh no, I mean, around eight o'clock."

    "UhMr. Feng." Schofield interrupted, "Can I askwhy you have to wait until eight o'clock?"

    "Hey~ As the saying goes, reasoning should be done after dinner." Feng Bujue replied.

    "What kind of common saying is this How come I have never heard of it You just made it up" Scofield uttered three words in his mind, but on the surface he still didn't feel like having an attack because he still couldn't do it himself  He has identified the murderer, and there is no evidence. Now he can only rely on this eccentric detective to help.

    "Hahahaokok" Schofield continued to wipe his cold sweat with a handkerchief, "Then it will be as you wish"

    "This is too strange!" Powell said, "If you know who the real murderer is, you should bring him to justice immediately! If you let a murderer live in the same room with us, everyone will be in danger  Bar?"

    "There are four police officers stationed here, how can there be any danger?" Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone, "Besides, you should also know very well Before I said the words 'The murderer is among the three of you'  , you have always been under the same roof as the murderer, haven¡¯t you?¡±

    "But now that you have spoken out, the situation is" Powell said very nervously, his peripheral vision always glancing in the direction of Barton.

    Feng Bujue interrupted.  "You don't need to say any more. I've seen this trick a lot." He paused, "Dr. Powell, you made such a big reaction and looked frightened because you wanted to pretend  Act innocent to avoid suspicion?"

    "This" Facing this false accusation, Powell was speechless for a while.

    Henderson and Button also cast suspicious glances at him, and the atmosphere became very strange.

    Feng Bujue just sneered at the actions of these guys. He turned to Schofield and said, "Detective. During the period before dinner, please bring these three people, as well as Carol, who I asked about before,  Colston, Jack, and Nancy, please gather in the restaurant together so that surveillance can be easier." As he spoke, he had already bypassed the three people in front of him and walked towards the door.

    "Where are you going? Mr. Feng." Schofield asked.

    "Kitchen." Feng Bujue replied, opened the door and went out.

    The four people left in the study looked at each other in shock.  Extremely embarrassing.

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    The kitchen in this villa is quite good, almost comparable to the configuration of some small Western restaurants.

    The kitchen door is naturally a double-flap movable door that can be pushed or pulled. It can be pushed open with hands, feet, or a push of a cart, making it very convenient to carry food in and out.  Feng Bujue pushed the door open and entered.  What you see is a spacious, clean and beautiful environment.

    For a home kitchen, the equipment in this place is amazing kitchen cabinets, griddles, curium stoves, ovens, barbecue grills, fryers, stoves, shelves, worktops, fresh-keeping tables, freezers, mixers, minced meat  machine, slicer, egg beater, etc Except for the extreme configuration of the stone wall oven, there is basically everything here, so you can host a cooking competition.

    "Ah. Mr. Feng, why are you in the kitchen?" At this time, Mrs. Odetta put on a long-sleeved, knee-length plain dress and wore an apron.  Busy in front of the stove with Aunt Oliver.

    "Just to prevent you from poisoning everyone's dinner." Feng Bujue replied.

    The movements of Odetta and Oliver's hands were both stagnant, their eyes widened, and they looked at Brother Jue with a mixture of surprise and suspicion.

    "Hahaha I'm just kidding, ladies." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "As a guest, you should come to the kitchen to help me, right?"

    "Oh, sir, your jokes are not funny at all." Aunt Oliver is undoubtedly a straightforward person. She quickly started busy at the cooking table again, "We are almost overwhelmed, but you still say some scary things."  if."

      Odetta smiled politely, "Mr. Feng, are you sure you can help? Don't force it"

    "Are you afraid that I will cause trouble? Huh" Feng Bujue's eyes were covered by the hair on his forehead. In the shadow, a fierce light emerged from his eyes, "Naive so naive I won't let you see me.  You won¡¯t understand his artistic skills" After he finished his second line, he was stunned for a moment, "Wait a minute, it seems more appropriate for Jin Fugui to speak this line Never mind! Anyway" He  He picked up a kitchen knife, grabbed a piece of red meat and started cutting it at high speed.  His hand speed was so fast that he created layers of shadows, and the sound of falling knives as densely as a typewriter came from the chopping board, "Hahahahaha let me have a taste of this gorgeous killing!"

    The two ladies in the kitchen had never seen such a battle before. They stood there for a while, looking at Brother Jue's performance at a loss.

    Another characteristic of Feng Bujue, a weirdo, is thatwhen he makes food, he becomes extremely good at cooking.  If his usual middle value (don¡¯t ask me what this concept is, I don¡¯t know, it just appears in my mind) is around 250, then his middle value will explode when cooking.  to between 9527 and 10086.

    Habit is indeed a terrible thing

    After his parents died, Feng Bujue, who lived alone, naturally cooked a lot.  He is not a person who pursues luxury goods and vanity, but if conditions permit (it depends on how much money he has in his pocket), he will try his best to ensure the quality of life.  Therefore, this guy's cooking skills were getting better and better unknowingly and in the process, he developed the habit of talking to himself while cooking and performing various exaggerated behaviors.

    "First spread a layer of oil and heat the pan." Feng Bujue said as he worked. "Cut the beef into thin slices and put it into a bowl. Add salt, pepper, soy sauce, mustard seeds, and rub it carefully to taste" As he said, he  He picked up a piece of celery and chopped it into pieces as fast as he could. "Put the beef, beef liver, and celery into a heated pan and stir-fry over high heat" It took him a few minutes to complete a side dish that was delicious in color and flavor.

    "Hmph The strength shown in this dish of mustard beef liver and celery is enough to convince you" Feng Bujue wiped his hands with a rag and said proudly.

    Mrs. Odetta and Aunt Oliver doubtfully took a piece of beef liver with their hands and tasted it. It was so delicious that it was incredible

    "Mr. Fengwere you a chef before you became a detective?" Odetta asked in surprise.

    Feng Bujue slowly walked aside, took off an apron from the wall and tied it on himself. He smiled coyly and continued: "So please leave the preparations for dinner to me. You two can give me a little help."  I'll just get started." He paused, "By the wayplease answer a few questions for me during this period." (To be continued)
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