Kamishiro Kiyokazu swallowed the last mouthful of Meiji and typed quickly on the laptop keyboard with his hands.
The camera at the chef retest venue has been turned on, and the images of each contestant have been recorded, and inside...
——Do you have any friends of Furuya-senpai?
With a gleam in his amber eyes, Kamishiro Qinghe admitted that he was very curious.
It’s all because Senior Fang Gu didn’t tell him directly...
Hmm.
But this reaction——
Considering Furitani-senpai's character, it's unlikely that he didn't give a positive response just to show off. It probably meant that although it was a little awkward, he was here.
The reason for the awkwardness is a conflict of opinions?
——Plus, cherish this friend.
Kamidai Kiyoka easily invaded the public security intranet, looking for possible friends of Ryoya Rei within the system.
If it is a friend Fangtani-senpai met through other channels, this method of finding is useless, but there is no loss in trying.
A certain teenager who used the encrypted network of his brother's department as his back garden sounded like a hacker.
Zhu Fu Jingguang followed a man in a black suit who led the way.
There is only one person who thinks that he can't go on TV directly even though he wears a hat and a mask and needs to make some adjustments.
They were taken upstairs to the re-examination venue and asked to enter the rooms in front of them individually in order.
Zhu Fu Jingguang silently waited until the end.
He watched the first person walk in nervously, and then walked out easily after ten minutes, with obvious changes in eye color and eye shape. The second person walked in with peace of mind, and then there were sounds of tables and chairs being knocked down in the room.
There was a huge sound, followed by silenced gunfire, and a sharp and piercing scream——
Zhu Fu Jingguang almost turned around and ran away.
The door opens.
A second man in a black suit who was shot in the right leg came out with a desperate look, nodded to the colleague outside the door, and even gave him a friendly smile... It was probably friendly, and reminded: "You can go in
Already."
"…………"
Zhu Fu Jingguang showed the appropriate fear of ordinary people facing this scene, and took a while before slowly taking steps forward.
Taking advantage of this time, he quickly organized his thoughts.
The first person should have no problem. The reason why he can't be on TV may be something trivial in the eyes of mafia, such as running away from home or having an enemy. The second person has a bigger problem, maybe he is a wanted criminal or a spy - a spy, mafia.
Is there really no room for wanted criminals? No, it also depends on what kind of wanted criminals they are.
I should be fine.
Zhu Fu Jingguang calmly made this judgment and stepped into the room.
His blue-gray eyes took in everything in the room.
A simple living room design. On the right side is a large dressing table, where a female makeup artist is sorting out cosmetics. On the left side is a long sofa. Behind the sofa are two big men in black suits, one with brown hair and black hair wrapped with many bandages.
The boy in the coat is sitting cross-legged on the sofa, concentrating on operating the game console. The sound effects of the game are intense and nervous, and the boy's expression is also very nervous...
——Osam Dazai, the youngest officer of Port Mafia.
Such distinctive features made Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately equate the young man with someone in the intelligence.
Although the appearance of this game boy is more like the kitchen terminator that Zero mentioned, rather than the worry-taker circulated in the Yokohama underground world, but who knows whether Dazai Osamu will be like Kamishiro Kiyokazu, divided into two states: work and private.
?
Although, does playing games like this now count as working status...
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At the same time as the ominous sound effects sounded, the young man's kite-colored eyes looked over, with a strong unhappiness that quickly turned into frivolous malice, "Midorikawa Hikari?"
The young cadre smiled and said, "Tell me why you need to disguise."
The scenery was slightly dazzling.
It was as if he had completely changed into a different person.
The brown-haired boy's eyes were dark and deep. Although he was in a well-lit room, there was no light. Although there was a smile on his face, it did not make people relax. The alarm in Zhu Fu Jingguang's head went crazy.
When the sound was pulled, the information about the cadre Dazai emerged clearly: he was very wise and almost a monster, moody, and had a certain tendency to commit suicide...
Zhu Fu Jingguang calmed down, recalled the resume the police prepared for him, and answered calmly.
"Dazai."
When Zhu Fu Jingguang walked out of the room with makeup that changed his eye shape and a new pair of stupid, thick, black flat glasses, he felt a little uneasy.
He suspected he was being targeted.
These glasses are really heavy...and ugly.
He felt that as far as disguise was concerned, his original pair of silver-rimmed glasses was good.
Is there any flaw somewhere?
Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't think that his disguise was perfect, but he also couldn't imagine what flaws he could reveal in the short encounter.
——Is Dazai Osamu’s reasoning ability comparable to Edogawa Ranpo?
Yes.
As a member of the police force, Zhu Fu Jingguang has long heard about the famous detective Mr. Ranbu.
If this detective with supernatural powers was here, he had no doubt that the other party would be able to see through his identity at a glance.
so……
Probably, but, maybe, it's because I lost the game.
Having come to this conclusion, Zhu Fu Jingguang was speechless and pushed up his glasses that slipped down the bridge of his nose again.
oh.
Not only is it heavy and ugly, but the size is a bit off.
"Dazai——"
Zhu Fu Jingguang passed by a familiar black-haired boy in the corridor.
The black-haired boy paused slightly, nodded in a friendly manner, and called Dazai into the room.
It's the Kamidai Kiyokazu whom I met last night.
When Zhu Fu Jingguang walked back to the examination venue, the image of the young leader of Mafia was still printed in his mind: different from what he saw last night, today's young leader was wearing a brown long windbreaker, with a relaxed atmosphere surrounding him, and the corners of his lips
With a smile, there is a hint of impatient pace in his steps, like...
——Zero is running towards him.
Kamishiro Kiyowa's appearance is still as delicate and beautiful, but his gentler expression makes him look much more ordinary and warm. At first glance, he is completely different from the high-ranking person last night. This must be the Kamishiro-kun whom Zero came into contact with.
The retest venue has arrived.
Zhu Fu Jingguang gathered his thoughts and stepped into it.
It is indeed a program that will be sold to TV stations. The test questions and photography are all decent.
Question 1: Make a special dish of yours.
Question 2: Based on the recipes provided by the company, recreate a certain delicacy lost in time.
Question: Make a bowl of noodles.
Well, it's very scientific.
First, there are open questions that all interviewers will ask. If the specialty dishes are not very good, then of course they will be eliminated; then there is the topic assignment, which tests the ability to try out unfamiliar foods according to the recipes.
; The last is a semi-propositional assignment, which requires the chef to use his free will. The ingredients, soups, ingredients and cooking methods of the noodles all have various impacts on the final taste...
This test question is too comprehensive.
It's also too much trouble.
Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced up and saw many chefs in the venue who were blushing and still working hard without giving up. The thought of "Why are there so many people suffering from this" flashed in his mind, and he suddenly
Recalling what I had overlooked, the salary of this job was high enough to allow a family to live a good life...
Oh, that's okay.
Naturally, there will be examiners for the re-examination.
In other words, the competition naturally has judges.
It was already afternoon when he reached the first level. As a remaining contestant, Zhu Fu Jingguang was able to enter the room where the judges were and introduce his creative ideas.
——He saw Dazai Osamu and Kamishiro Kiyokazu again.
The black-haired boy still looked gentle. Surprisingly, the brown-haired boy also looked much calmer, even a little... lively?
Also very picky about food.
——Plus Edogawa Ranpo.
This well-marked detective, who was obviously dressed as a cosplayer of Sherlock Holmes, was tasting various dishes with relish, making a happy sound of falling into the can. He seemed to be aware of his gaze, and said happily: "Such a great game, Mr. Believer
Of course I will invite Ranpo-sama!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "...!"
Although the meaning of the words was somewhat unclear, Zhu Fu Jingguang had no doubt that the other party had seen through him.
"Being as arrogant and unreasonable as a child" and "being able to say things regardless of the situation" are the same labels attached to Edogawa Ranpo as "seeing through the truth at a glance". Zhufu Jingguang suspected that he had stepped on the second criterion
, he showed a professional smile, pretended to be confused, and then introduced his work according to the process.
A teenager and another food judge composed of young and middle-aged people gave their respective opinions. After some encouragement, Zhu Fu Jingguang left the room and replaced the next contestant.
Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked.
He noticed that there was a camera filming in the room... Doesn't it matter?
Can the appearance of Mafia leaders and cadres be upright and appear on TV?
It should be cut off.
"Hiro, how's it going?"
You Tongran's call came soon.
Zhu Fu Jingguang said truthfully: "The competitors also have very good chefs, I might be kicked out..."
Toru Amuro said sincerely: "That's good too."
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."
Toru Amuro changed the topic and asked: "What is the specific process? How does Mafia recruit chefs?"
Speaking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that it was necessary to get vaccinated first.
In case the young tameran suddenly sees him on TV.
Isn't it normal to be recognized by zero despite being heavily disguised?
"..."
The other end of the phone fell into silence after listening to this tedious process. After a while, Toru Amuro complained, "Sold to a TV station..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang said sadly: "Yes."
——What kind of mafia is this?!
The thoughts in the hearts of the two bamboo horses were unified at this moment.
Toru Amuro said as if confirming: "Did you meet Dazai-kun, Kamishiro-kun, and Detective Ranpo?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Yeah."
They all know what these mean.
Including the cooperation with the TV station and the friendship with the famous detective, these undoubtedly prove the control of Yokohama by the Port Mafia and the absurd statement of the "Mayor of the Gods".
Tokyo. Yoneka Town.
Toru Amuro looked at the sunset with a helpless smile.
ha.
Mayor of Jindai.
Hiro must be more determined to sneak into the port mafia.
Toru Amuro is extremely confident in Yotome's cooking skills, and Jindai-kun will not allow shady secrets to exist in a competition where Kamishiro-kun personally serves as a judge. In this case, Hiro's appointment is a foregone conclusion.
In this case——
Purple-gray eyes settled down, and Toru Amuro said in a low voice and slowly: "Let me tell you more about Kamishiro-kun and Dazai-kun."
Zhu Fu Jingguang's voice came from the other end of the phone, "If they are together, will the threat weaken?"
"...probably so."
Toru Amuro was slightly startled. After thinking carefully about a wonderful night run at a cherry blossom viewing hot spring, he affirmed what Morofuku Kageguang said and picked up the topic again, "There is another person you can try to contact.