Chapter 13: Chef and born

There were two courtesy cars parked in front of Grande ’s house, one was already familiar, and it was Lola ’s exclusive car before owning the car. August 1? Chinese? ● ▼ www.ww.81ｚw.com ● The driver who was already quite familiar with Grande, carrying the food prepared by Alice, smiled and waved to the two returning.
Zac also smiled and responded, "Are you coming early?"
The other party nodded with a smile, then glanced at the other, and whispered, "Smith."
Zac nodded, the other party came by himself.
It was lunch time and there were two more people unexpectedly on the Grand table.
Smith held his knife and fork gracefully. "I remember the experiment in the afternoon class, right, my baby."
The girl next to Lola was about to cry. God knows how bad her luck is! Heal your lovelorn adventure with friends and meet your father!
Lola's hand-pulling under the table is still serving everyone, Alice's eyes have been thrown away.
"Smith, Mr. Smith, yes, I made an appointment with Lola. I prepared something for her to come at noon." Alice didn't dare to look directly at the elegant gentleman, because Grande never concealed things. She, so she knew that this gentle man had taken death to two people.
"Oh, these are delicious. Thank you for your hospitality. You are a great cook." Smith smiled and praised Alice's cooking before looking at her daughter. "So, after lunch, you guys Will go back to Raptor for class, right. "
Remember a poor girl who burned her eyebrows in an experiment class? Her pity was regarded by Laura and Kepler as the reason for dropping out of the experiment class, just the two young girls now, but they dare not say this reason.
"There are guests." Zach walked into the restaurant, drew his attention to himself, smiled at the only formal middle-aged man, Smith, who looked at Lola, "Alice prepared A morning recipe, how is it? "
Lola could only nod her head, and didn't imagine that she would also thank this 'other brother'.
Zac doesn't know Kepler, but he has already heard it. Eight? ▼ One? Chinese ● Net. ww.8.11zw.com? Smiled at this girl with a sad face, and looked at Smith, "Let's not disturb young people."
Smith smiled and put down his knife and fork. "As long as they remember the afternoon class." He finally glanced at Lola and his daughter. Entered the office with Zac.
Lola breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately came with a hint of anger, "Kepler! How could your dad come!"
"How do I know!" Kepler was very wronged.
Lola rolled her eyes and then set her eyes on Benjamin who had just sat down. He knew what Benjamin must know. But the girl pursed her lips. Asked nothing.
Lola's mood is not good, to be honest, she doesn't want to surrender so early, everyone knows, the girl's brain circuit. Although she missed Alice very much, she did not want to go back to Grande so quickly. But Kepler, who just fell in love, did n’t know what he was thinking, so to say, ‘Lola! Let's find your friend in the Southern District! Girls adventure! No boys! Only girls! ’
Lola only promised, thinking about going round to Grande a little, and observing. Then go away and create a chic image of ‘I do n’t care about anything’. But God knows that Kepler got a boyfriend again in the morning, oh no, it was the excitement of his ex-boyfriend, Yuri's boy, he was determined to skip the afternoon class and take a big risk in advance.
So they came, and when the current Smith's car was actually here, it was too late to turn around.
"I added mint." After Smith left. Alice was obviously a lot lighter, and she pointed to Salad and smiled and introduced to Lola.
But Lola had too much in her mind now, pursed her lips, and shook the spoon in her hand. Kepler's grievances were less. His eyes lit up, "Ah! That's what it is! Lola! You're right! Alice is really a very good cook!"
Lola turned over the salad in the bowl and exclaimed.
Alice sat down and lowered her head.
In the office, Zac was sitting at his desk, holding a wine bottle and glass. Pouring lunch for yourself, said with a smile, "It's not a good habit, so I won't ask you anymore. ▲ Eight ★ One Chinese ??. Ww.81ｚw.com?"
Smith didn't mind, shook his head with a smile, "My daughter is next to me, in order to maintain the image, I don't ask."
It was hard to judge who was more hypocritical, and Dylan floated in the office with a sullen face. Of course, he also tried to scratch the boss sitting opposite Zac. It made no difference except to make himself more frustrated.
"You came here in person, is there anything you need to change?" Zac asked with a smile.
"Of course not." Smith's tone was very gentle. It was not conducted through the wire. It was more comfortable to hear with his own ears. This thick and low voice does not know how many people will be fascinated. And his appearance is also very consistent with this. The back comb, clean eyebrows, and the well-bearded beard are neatly covered on the upper lip and slightly raised at the end. Coupled with decent movements, Zach must admit that the other party is a gentleman on par with him.
"There are just a few things I want to tell Grande personally." Smith smiled. "But I think you all already know."
Zac shook the glass in his hand, "Do you want to ask us about the progress of the investigation?"
Smith emphasized that he understood Grande's rules from the beginning of his commission, so he gave the investigation clues directly on the phone, that is, Dylan and the first deceased. Smith just made a reasonable guess. After investigating the two people's homes, Grande should already have some ideas.
"Sorry." Smith kept his smile and shook his head. "I didn't notice it."
Zac took a sip with a smile, "I'm just talking. In fact, we do know some clues, but from the first commission, these clues are incomplete." Zac looked at Smith as well Smiling with eyes, "I planned to visit in the afternoon, but since the employer is so active, it is better to describe the whole incident in detail from Smith's perspective. Let me see if I can put these clues together."
The vampire said it was obvious that Grande was not satisfied with employer Smith squeezing a little toothpaste to provide information, and now let Smith spit everything out.
Smith's smile had a bit of bitterness. In Zac's deliberate conversion and avoidance, he has been able to feel that Grande's perception of him is not good.
"I'm sorry again." Smith shook his head. "Please forgive me for being cautious. After all, my parents, the previous generation of Smith has ignored the family business for a long time, so when they strongly recommend Grand House. I must be for the family. Consider. "
Zac thought about it, nodded, and accepted the explanation, though. Zac was hoping that Old Smith did not make this recommendation. It is ideal to limit Grande's business to those old guys who have not had many years.
"Let's get started." Zack's smile was more sincere this time, and his performance was to bring a trace of helplessness. In Smith's eyes, it was naturally a result of understanding the reality of helplessness.
Smith received a call a week ago. There are many people's voices in the earpiece, accompanied by the noise of the cassette rotation. Smith immediately realized that this was the other party playing the recording.
And the content of the recording made Smith, who had received etiquette training since childhood, break the phone. It was a working conversation in Smith ’s private industry, and a random paragraph could keep the Patton Police Station busy for a while.
Such calls usually end with a strange voice, ‘we know. ’
Such a clear threat phone call could not make Smith call the police. So Smith started his own investigation.
When there is such a call, he starts recording, and then analyzes, the conversation is carried out by those people, what time is the content of the discussion ...
Zac admired this method, because there must be someone recording. In Smith's private industry, different departments have different venues. For example, Dylan, the security guard and the guard, the part where the goods come in and out. In the technical part of the lower level Michelle contacts.
With this distinction, Smith has a list of candidates for the recorder.
"The first person we confirmed was a security guard, Ted." Smith's face was very sincere and painful. It was not a performance. It was the kind of sadness that was betrayed. "A young guy who likes to chat." Smith Shaking his head, "He found a lot of recordings in his residence."
Zac didn't speak, keeping the expression of listening. Vampires don't say anything about their progress.
A confession from Security Ted. Don't ask how the confession came. Looking at the tumbling, dull blue and light of the whole body, I knew that it was not a pleasant process.
The content of the confession did not help Smith at all, but instead made Smith aware of the strength of his opponent. At least if Smith wants to take something from someone's house. It also needs to be disguised as being robbed, but the opponent does not.
So Smith must initiate a countermeasure, and this measure is, look at Dylan.
The enemy's head was never exposed, but Smith had to start cutting grass from himself.
"This is the list." Smith took out a flat folded paper from his pocket.
Zac took it, and Dylan rolled in cyan. An ink-colored afterimage crossed in the air and floated behind Zac, anxiously urging the vampire to open.
But Zac took the list and put it at the table, and said to Smith with a smile, "Let's talk about the bottom line."
Smith made a please action.
"The police are already paying attention to Smith's warehouse, so if you still want our Grand to be able to actively investigate, don't increase your attention."
"Hehe." Smith nodded with a smile. "In fact, don't worry. The most fundamental reason for the two accidents is that they have tried to use the recording as a bargaining chip to negotiate."
There will be no undead in Smith's vision-Dylan, his face is completely dull, and he will almost become an ink-colored body, rolling more violently, bright red, the only soul marks representing this soul Raised in the depths, wrapped in ink mist and shining.
"They are commendable for their intelligence, but they miscalculated their identity." Smith's smile narrowed his eyes. "They are not qualified to negotiate with Smith."
Zac smiled and tapped the list on the table. It was easy to judge whether to open this list with a high probability of having Michelle's name.
When an undead is on the verge of anger, it is not wise to give stimulation again.
As I said before, Dylan is born (natura1). As for the noun after "born", because he belongs to hell, he is a demon. (To be continued.)