The Demon’s Menu

Beyond the perception of ordinary people, Jason can clearly smell the aroma of various foods without entering the kitchen of the restaurant.

The taste of fried steak.

The taste of roast lamb.

Braised pork bones.

The greens are mixed with the taste of fruit.

And the taste is mixed with various spices.

Each flavor is rich in aroma, and it is obvious that the Emerald restaurant uses the finest ingredients.

just……

Among these ingredients, there is a strange taste.

Say it is fragrant, but also has a fragrance.

But it is more of a decadent feeling.

It's like seeing a piece of rotten meat that has been carefully cooked.

Moreover, Jason felt inexplicably familiar.

"What will it be?"

Jason continued to frown and recall.

"what happened?"

Asked Edward, who had parked the car.

"It's nothing."

"eat."

Jason shook his head and pointed to the person in line at the door.

At this moment there is about half an hour away from the real meal, but there is already a long line in front of the Emida restaurant. When the three Jason walk to the end of the line, a restaurant waiter will write a number 33 It was given to Jason, and Jason handed it to Edward.

He, the tramp, has no money.

This is Edward I proposed, and naturally will not refuse.

Moreover, the man walked towards the waiter.

After a moment, Edward walked back with a smile.

"We are in luck."

"A couple of guests who have just made an appointment have something to do temporarily. You and Giescher can replace the places."

"but me?"

"Stained."

Edward said to signal Jason, the female pastry chef, and him to go.

There is no need to wait in line to make reservations.

The three Jason who replaced the reservation guests did not go in line.

People in the queue are not against this.

Because, this means that Jason and the three have completely accepted the orders of the previous guests, which must be a very expensive fee-in the Emmet restaurant, the reservation is quite low.

Rather than spend a high price on food that they do n’t like, these guests would rather wait a bit longer and eat something they like that is cheap and good.

Following the waiter, the three Jason walked through the long corridor.

This corridor is not completely enclosed. It is a wall on one side and a hall on the other side. There is a half-person railing on the side of the hall. Under the railing is a storage channel about 50 cm wide. These storage channels It seems that the rivers and lakes gather in the pool in the middle of the hall.

The pool is more than one meter deep and has a radius of more than five meters. The center of the pool is a rockery. The water flows down from the rockery like a waterfall. The white waves in the pool roll over and the fish swim. Some lively fish even jump into the canal. , Free play.

Between canals and canals, connected by a bridge.

Across these small bridges, you can lead to a table.

In the huge hall, there are only ten tables in total.

"These tables are placed against the rockery and the small bridge."

"The guests at each table, as long as they are not standing up, cannot see the guests at other tables at all."

"Privacy is very good."

Edward came to Jason and the female pastry chef for the second time.

The female pastry chef looked at the furnishings in the hall and thought about her pastry shop, but she couldn't help expressing envy in her eyes.

Jason was secretly vigilant.

Because of the delicate layout in front of him, he always reminded him of the "Starry Sky" restaurant, and he always reminded him of the malicious look of "Starry Sky".

"Do not!"

"no no!"

"It must be my heart!"

"The arrangement in front of me is enough to explain the intentions of the restaurant operator, and the food must be good!"

Jason's expectations when facing food always make him unconsciously comfort himself.

Simply put, don't give up until the last minute.

Or is it……

At the last moment, I also wanted to struggle.

Most people are like this.

Some people have feelings for men and women.

Some people are at a loss for a cause.

Jason is right about food.

People, each is good, isn't it?

"This is your private room."

The waiter stood at a corner, bowed to the three of Jason, and opened the door of the private room.

The interior is very wide, but the layout is minimalist.

On one side is the dining table, on the other side is the sofa coffee table, on the other side leaning against the dining table is a TV, boxy, with antennas, very old.

Jason stood at the door and glanced at the decorations inside before he stepped in.

While entering the private room, Jason saw the private room number that had been in the head of the waiter.

1024.

What weird number is this?

Jason thought, sitting on the sofa under the guidance of the waiter, waiting quietly.

Edward sat opposite, and the female pastry chef consciously sat on Jason's side.

"Please wait a moment."

"The meal will be ready soon."

After the waiter brewed the tea, he poured tea for the three while talking.

Then, he got up and gave a gift and left the private room.

When the door of the private room was closed, the sound of water flowing outside disappeared instantly.

"Very good sound insulation."

Edward said, looking at the female pastry chef.

The female pastry chef was stunned for a while, and this came back.

"I'm going to watch TV."

After talking, the female pastry chef got up and walked towards the TV.

After the power is turned on, there is a snowflake on the screen. As the female pastry chef plays with the antenna, the portrait gradually appears, and it is a little fuzzy, as if it is seen through a layer of frosted glass.

"Very good?"

Edward pointed to the TV.

"Ok."

Jason nodded.

Although this TV set is really old in his opinion, he is really very kind to him who has not seen similar appliances for several years.

"Thank you for everything you have done for us."

Edward sitting there suddenly stood upright and bowed to salute.

Then, without waiting for Jason to speak, he sat down again, and the solemnity of his face dispersed, leaving only the usual polite smile.

"But if you commit a crime, I will catch you as well."

"Just like those bastards."

"You are heroes, but you can't just wantonly act because you are heroes."

This one added.

His eyes were fixed on Jason as he spoke.

When Jason was found to be always calm, the words softened slightly.

"You are different from them."

"You are stronger than them."

"But you are not a killer, so ... I am sitting here with you."

In a slightly gentle tone, there was a strong unwillingness.

Jason could hear it, but he had n’t guessed for a long time. He just picked up the tea in front of him. After a sip, he waited patiently.

"I don't want to do this."

"But I have no choice."

"Me and Xindecheng's original system are out of tune with each other, not to mention elbows, some guys are also malicious.

"Now my situation is even worse."

"The death of several of my subordinates was enough to be their weapon against me."

"therefore……"

"I don't have much time."

"You must form a counterattack before they complete the attack!"

"And there is a chance!"

Edward said frankly.

"what chance?"

Jason asked.

Edward just wanted to answer, and the private room door rang.

"Come in."

Edward said.

The door opened, and the departing waiter walked in with several waiters carrying the food covered in fine silverware covers.

Looking at the silver hood, a familiar Jason burst into his heart again, his eyes twitching involuntarily.

His bad hunch grew stronger and stronger.

Then, when the silver cover was lifted, Jason saw a glass of water and a list.

Water, clear and clear, normal temperature.

Single, clear price, 66 yuan.

Edward also saw ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ especially the price list.

The irresistibly raised his hand and covered his chest.

66 pieces of boiled water? !

He really felt distressed.

"This glass of water is a 'distressed feeling'?"

Edward couldn't help asking.

"of course not."

The waiter answered.

Edward sighed slightly.

But at the next moment, I saw the waiter put the price list in front of him.

"Only the list is."