The restaurant is a Western restaurant, but the chef invited it from the meet Chinese restaurant on the Avenue of Stars. The most enjoyable thing at noon is naturally eating Chinese food.

The chef is best at Cantonese cuisine, so the dishes for this family dinner include white shrimp, Taiye Chicken, Taro Butterfly Pork, Braised Skirt Fringed Skirt, Huangpu Fried Eggs, Steamed Grouper, Pearl Meatballs and other famous Cantonese dishes.

The smells of various foods are mixed together, making people's index fingers tremble. There is also a seaweed egg flower soup that has not been delivered, so no one has moved his chopsticks.

The old man and grandfather, the family tree are chasing four generations, all of whom are poor and gone, otherwise they would not have left their hometown and ran to the United States to sell their coolies to make a living.

Grandma Tang Wan, whose ancestors were famous scholarly families, had the rules of not eating or sleeping and not talking about her, but some rules were still subtly preserved in her heart, such as waiting for the dishes to be served before turning on the chopsticks.

After living with her for decades, Old Man Han also developed this habit, so he was not in a hurry and chatted with his in-law Guo Muzhou. He rarely did not discuss business, but was talking about the fact that Ho Yingdong had recently invited a foreign coach but was turned away by a certain bureau.

I'm worried and want to laugh.

It is well known that Mr. Ho Yingdong likes sports. He pays out of his own pocket to vigorously support the sports industry in the mainland, especially after returning, he is busy and diligent, even the bubble as big as the Xiangjiang stock market is hanging above his head.

Han Xuan thought, what's wrong with doing, why do you have to be a big shot in football?

If you train a few outstanding basketball players and let yourself take them to the NBA for development, that wouldn't that be a one-word matter?

Another joke came to mind, saying that if you find a dozen death row prisoners who are about 20 years old, you will first let them practice football for four years, and then let them play the World Cup. If you qualify, you will be released from prison. If you can't get out, you will be shot. The Chinese national football team will definitely be able to qualify.

No matter how much jokes are made about football, I feel that it is not enough. Mr. Huo’s great football plan is far away. After Han Xuan secretly persuaded him last time, he found that he was determined, so he didn’t mention it much. He probably would have to be bleeding from the head and realize that it was destined to be a path of no return.

The interface asked the old man and said, "By the way, you went to Italy a few months ago. Didn't you ask me to ask about the football team? Is there any good team that I can buy?"

“…I forgot to ask.

You can eat and eat, as long as you pay for anything, you are richer than me, the richest man in the world, let your Madison Garden Company contact you.”

Mr. Han did forget to ask about this, and he cleverly picked up the chopsticks, ignored his grandson's deep hatred gaze, used public chopsticks to pick up the chicken in the bowl, nodded while eating, and praised it for its good taste.

"Why are my son jealous? Isn't it a good thing that he is richer than you?"

Dad Han helped Han Xuan pick up a meatball and continued to smile and said, "Actually, the two most powerful dishes of this chef are roasted suckling pigs and dragon and tiger fights.

But I think it's too inhumane and I'm afraid that someone will come to my restaurant to protest, so I'll remove them from the menu."

I often hear the dish "Dragon Tiger Fight". Han Xuan's mother Guo Feng has never eaten it before. He asked, "What ingredients are used for Dragon Tiger Fight?"

"Taking snakes as dragons, and cats as tigers.

During the Qing Dynasty, there was an official from Guangdong Province who liked to cook. Once, when he saw cats and snakes fighting, he had an idea... and he made them all into dishes and gave them this nice name."

Han Xuan couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for them, and fought to beat himself into the pot. Because of that fight, I didn't know how many snakes and cats were killed unjustly for more than a hundred years. Just forget about snakes, how cute the cats are.

I turned my head to look at the fat dice that was eating seafood pasta and sucked a piece of noodles into my mouth. I thought to myself that such a fat cat should be covered with good pork belly.

Fat Ding suddenly felt a chill on his back, his little ears stood up, he looked around with caution, and found no threat, so he lowered his head and continued to eat.

Winnie and Little Barry were also brought, lying by the window to watch the scene of getting off the car.

The waitress was holding a few clean bamboo shoots, she wanted to get close to them but didn't dare to get close to them, mainly because Winnie looked too scary.

My mother shook her head and sighed with emotion. She was not ruthless when eating grouper.

The men at the table poured some white wine and had a drink to enjoy themselves.

Of course, Han Xuan was a man, so he poured a little bit of it with the cup. The Maotai from the 1970s was filled with a full bottle, and only half of the bottle was left, and the others might have evaporated over time.

The rest are all strong wine, which can be lit with a lighter. The old alcoholic likes this kind of high-altitude wine the most, but it is not suitable for Han Qianshan and Han Xuan. The entrance is like scraping it with a knife in his throat, and the taste is very fragrant.

After taking a small sip, Han Xuan quickly ate slowly, which was even more uncomfortable than drinking Chinese medicine...

At first, he didn't speak, but then he gradually became more and more talked. He talked about everything. Grandma Tang Wan asked Han Xuan: "How is it like making a movie?

I was going to visit the set a few days ago, but I was afraid of disturbing you. The newspaper said that you were going out for dinner with the heroine of the movie?"

"It's just a meal. Her and I are just friends. Xiao Si usually attends classes and only comes to the crew if he has a role.

Acting is fun, and it took more than a month to pass without realizing it. The funny thing is Fat Ding. Its self-confidence has grown so much recently that it is really worth a beating sometimes."

When Han Xuan saw that the elders all saw it, he knew they were worried and doubting something, so he continued to explain: "I met her in Japan a few years ago. I heard that I came to the University of Southern California to study performance, so I let her be the heroine. This is not easy to do.

Grandpa, if you have a suitable role, please keep it for her.”

Guo Muzhou nodded and said he had written it down. He met Nishinoji when he went to the crew last week.

The tone was calm. My mother knew Han Xuan the best and didn't feel like she was lying.

I gave birth to a son, so I didn’t worry much. Anyway, if something happens, it’s someone else’s girl who suffers.

He asked tentatively: "Where is Anya?

Why haven’t I seen her recently? I came to our house for dinner on Thanksgiving last year.”

"Studying at the Royal Academy of Arts in the UK, Old Patton called me last time and told me that she had sent a few pieces of porcelain she made herself and kept at our house."

"Oh, I've grown up, son, if you're in love now, I won't object. In fact, I'm worried that if you don't fall in love, I'm all fourteen years old."

Han Xuan's eyes twitched when he heard this, thinking that he was only fourteen years old, why are you anxious...

As soon as my mother finished speaking, grandma nodded and said, "Anya is good, her personality is a bit similar to Hepburn. Although she doesn't talk much, she is actually a good person."

Grandpa and Audrey Hepburn's house were separated by a house. Han Xuan didn't want to talk more about emotional topics, so he quietly changed the topic and asked, "You have all met Ms. Hepburn, right?"

“Yeah, I was only in my twenties when I first met her.

She was already a big star at that time, and the movie "Roman Holiday" was very popular. Sometimes she felt that it was too early to get married." The old man said after laughing.

Grandma didn't care and said with a smile: "At that time, you were a poor boy, and countless billionaires who pursued her, could you fall in love with you?

I also think she is beautiful and has a bad relationship. Miss Hepburn lives in Switzerland for a long time and rarely comes to Beverly Hills. I have talked to her several times and invited us to the birthday party.

The private lives of other female celebrities are very chaotic, and there are few rumors about Hepburn, but unfortunately the love story is not smooth.

Her little granddaughter Emma Feller is pretty, but her mother has a bad personality. She often picks roses outside our manor, making it look like she has been gnawed by a dog..."

"Poor boy? Or do you have the vision and know how to invest in potential stocks."

"fart.

I blame my parents for not liking white people and insisting on finding them among Chinese people. You are the only one who is smarter in Chinatown.

Your mother took my mother to play mahjong all day long, and decided on the blind date at the mahjong table. I don’t know what medicine I gave my mother to, and I would say nice things to you every day.”

The old man's expression was mysterious and continued, "I asked her to go there."

I know if your mother likes to play mahjong or my mother is smart, you are the most beautiful in Chinatown at that time."

...

My father's phone rang, and he answered and said a few words. He didn't know what he heard, frowned and stood up, walked to the window to chat with the other person.

I rarely see my heartless father, showing the expression I had just now, so when he came back, Han Xuan asked, "Who made the phone call?"

"A friend of mine, he is now working in the Los Angeles Police Department." Han Qianshan turned his head and said to the old man: "Zhu Dapang, you know him."

Mr. Han showed a sudden expression, "I haven't contacted him for a long time, I've been to my funeral.

Is there anything wrong? If you can, please help. When I was a child, I had a good relationship with you, and that child was quite sensible."

“It’s not that I can help.

He said a murder occurred near the Huntington Library, and the murderer mentioned ABC TV in the letter.

As soon as Dapang received the message, he called me to notify me."

The few people who were eating were stunned. The old man put down the wooden chopsticks and asked, "Is there any connection between the murder case and our TV station?"

"...Well, the letter said that because our TV station did not release the password, the family was killed."

"That family?" Han Xuan asked with a frown.

“An old couple.

The murderer left a message in the letter saying that he was Zodiak."

"Ah!" A waitress who heard this name screamed in shock, raised her hand to cover her mouth, her face full of shock.

Han Xuan looked at her and asked inconspicuously: "That zodia (Zodiak)?"

“It should be true.

He drew a symbol in the letter, a circle, a cross that emerged from the circle." When Mr. Han spoke, his fingers hung in the air to draw a pattern.

Pupils shrink.

Han Xuan expressed a name that scared California residents for a long time: "The Zodiac Killer!"

Every suspense detective novel fan knows that the killer of zodia (Zodiac) who committed crimes in California in the 1960s and 1970s has not been caught yet.

Back on the night of October 20, 1968, a guy found the body of a young couple in the alley in the alley.

A few months later, another couple was shot in a park thousands of meters away. The killer later went to the telephone booth to report the case to the police station. In addition to admitting that he had committed the murder, he also claimed responsibility for the first murder.

Several months later, the murderer sent letters to several newspapers, saying that he was the murderer of the two incidents, and explained in detail the crime, attached an encrypted information, threatening the newspaper that if it was not announced, it would kill twelve people.

The killer claimed that the cipher text contained his identity information. These letters had 408 symbols. The newspaper actually published it, but after being translated, it was found that there was no description of his identity.

The translation is: "I like to kill people because it's very interesting, much more fun than hunting wild animals in the forest, because humans are the most dangerous of all animals.

Killing gives me great pleasure, which is more enjoyable and thorough than a girl's desire.

The most important thing is that when I die, I will be reborn in heaven, and those victims will become my slaves, I will not reveal my name to you, otherwise you will try to hinder and even prevent me from collecting slaves after death.”

Han Xuan knew all the information about that guy, and even tried to unlock 340 passwords, but unfortunately he failed.

Somehow, there was a little unknown excitement in my heart, just like the bored Sherlock Holmes, who wanted to catch him when he encountered a case.

The old man had experienced the dark era when anyone could become random prey. After sighing, he spoke, "It's almost thirty years now, so he should be imitating him."

How come there are so many serial killers in the United States? It hasn't stopped for decades..."
Chapter completed!