I'm Not a Detective

Tatsuo Uchii's alibi was established, and Takeshi Nanahara asked Kazuo Taira to lead the way and briefly browsed through the exhibits at the original public exhibition. He determined that they were all relatively ordinary works of art and nothing worthy of special attention, so he and The Tibetan Fox Assistant and the lady with gold-rimmed glasses left together.

After leaving the art museum, Qingjian Ruri looked at Takeshi Nanabahara and asked worriedly: "What should we do now?"

Takeshi Nanahara stretched his body and smiled like a normal person: "Of course I'm going to eat. It's already seven o'clock. Aren't you hungry?"

You guy, I am almost worried to death. You are still thinking about eating, you are really big-hearted...

Qingmi Ruri couldn't help complaining. Anyway, she had no appetite at all now, but Nakano Eri could hold her nerve. The police had been working on this case for almost three weeks and still couldn't find any clues. Takeshi Nanabahara took over for more than three hours, and there was no clue for a while. Progress is normal.

She adjusted her glasses and issued an invitation: "Then let's go have dinner first and consider new directions of investigation tomorrow."

Takeshi Nanahara immediately suggested actively: "There is no need to think about the direction of the investigation. But I know a restaurant called Phoenix Pavilion. I heard that it is quite good. I haven't taken the time to try it. It happened to be a treat for the police station. How about we do it now?" Just go and try the taste.”

Phoenix Hall is a very high-end and famous wild mountain delicacies restaurant in Hirano. A casual meal costs tens of thousands of yen. As a local native, Nakano Eri certainly knew that. She looked at him speechlessly for a while and said directly: "Field service of the search headquarters." The meal subsidy is only 422 yen per person per day.”

Is 422 yen sent to a beggar?

Takeshi Nanahara turned around and left, sighing: "It's better to go to my place to eat. The police department is too stingy. No wonder the efficiency is so low."

He refused to work, and today's investigation ended here. Nakano Eri originally wanted to pay for the two high school students to have a meal with meal allowance, but he couldn't accept the fact that he opened his mouth like a lion and drove away. I sent him and Qingjian Ruri home, refused his offer of food, and drove back to the police station.

Since no one was in charge of the food, he had to eat his own food. Takeshi Nanahara entered his house, took off his shoes and walked to the kitchen. As he walked, he ordered: "Go and wash your hands first, wash them carefully, then cook, and eat after eating." Do something else."

"I know, of course I'll wash my hands clean, but you're so verbose about this..." Qingjian Liuli felt that he was a busybody when he got home, so he murmured and washed his hands repeatedly, and then went to the kitchen to work as a little cook.

Takeshi Nanahara was looking through his large fresh-keeping refrigerator. He glanced back at her and found that she really remembered the steps from yesterday. She took the rice correctly, and she was also wearing an apron and washing the rice honestly. She couldn't help but feel satisfied, and took it from her pocket. He took out a piece of candy and handed it to her, saying with a smile: "Good job, here, eat the candy."

Qingjian Liuli was still a little confused, but she still took it in her hand. She carefully peeled off the candy wrapper and stuck out her tongue to lick it into her mouth. She said disdainfully: "I'm not a fool. How could I do such a simple thing wrong? Even if you praise me, I won't do it." happy."

"Keep working hard." Takeshi Nanabahara was very angry. He didn't care about his employees farting randomly, and turned back to continue rummaging in the refrigerator.

Qing Jian Liuli hummed, feeling a little proud, and washed the rice more seriously, trying to add some emotion to it this time - please, rice-san, please make it delicious!

She let the candy roll in her mouth while adding emotion, and found that this time it was lime flavored, with a hint of sourness in the sweetness. The sourness was just right, making the sweetness even sweeter. It had a unique flavor. I couldn't help but ask: "Where did you buy these candies?"

This candy is a bit delicious, and she wants to buy some to keep at home, so she can take one when she has nothing to do.

"I didn't buy it, I made it myself." Takeshi Nanahara took out a transparent box from the refrigerator. Inside was a large piece of fish. The flesh color showed silvery white under the energy-saving lamp. Then he bent down and pulled out a piece from under the kitchen cabinet. I put the electric oven and a large iron plate aside and turned on the electricity to preheat, and said casually.

Qing Jian Liuli was really shocked and said in disbelief: "You still make your own sweets?" How free are you guys? What do you do at home every night?

Takeshi Nanahara went to the water faucet to wash his hands. While washing, he said: "Life can be simple, but it cannot be simple. Of course, you must find some interesting things to do in your daily life."

But your interest is too strange, Qingjian Ruri complained in his heart, but he thought it was a good thing. You can still eat his candy and earn a little more. After all, the hourly wage of 100 yen is really disgusting, so you can make up for it. a little.

Soon, she cooked the rice and set the timer with an egg timer, imitating Takeshi Nanabahara, who was much more agile than her. He had already rolled up his sleeves to pre-process, fillet, absorb, sprinkle seasoning, and wrap the fish. The noodles are put aside, and he is chopping celery, and may also cut potato slices later, very much like a professional and experienced top chef.

Mainly because of that kind of aura. When he stood in front of the chopping board with a kitchen knife in hand, he had a kind of dominance. He was repelling everyone around him. He showed an extraordinary self-confidence. Anyway, Qingjian Liuli looked a little intimidated. I feel that the so-called Michelin chefs on TV food programs don't have as much aura as him.

She stood in awe for a moment and asked curiously: "Are we eating cod today?"

Takeshi Nanabahara looked at the ingredients intently and said calmly: "It's really a waste for you to eat. This is not cod, but silver cod."

Qing Jian Liuli was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look at the fish meat, and found that the fish meat really looked like silver, and asked curiously: "Isn't silver cod fish cod?"

"No, it has nothing to do with cod. It's just because the slices look so similar that it was given this strange name in Japan. In terms of cooking, it is also much better than cod. This fish lives between 500 meters and 2,000 meters away. In the clean deep sea layer, the oil content is more than 20 times that of Pacific cod. It is more suitable for frying and grilling. It has a stronger aroma in your mouth, and the meat is more tender and elastic. It is closer to the taste of garlic clove meat, unlike ordinary cod, which is slightly It tastes like minced meat when grilled.”

As Takeshi Nanabahara spoke, he began to cut potatoes and began to instruct her, "Take out the electric oven and continue to preheat it. Be careful not to damage my stove. I'll be ready soon."

Qing Jian Liuli went there obediently and had just carefully set up the stove. As expected, Takeshi Qingyuan was also ready. He brought a lot of condiments and put them aside, and then directed her to put the ingredients on the plate.

In just ten minutes, a meal was ready. Qingmi Ruri sat next to Takeshi Nanahara, which was on the side of the small square table. Looking at the flat iron plate on the stove and the slightly distorted air above, he asked curiously: "It's kind of like teppanyaki. Do we eat fish on teppanyaki?"

Takeshi Nanahara tested the temperature on the iron plate, poured a little olive oil, poured a piece of butter on it, poured a little soy sauce and lemon juice on it, flipped it with a small shovel and sighed: "Yes, but it tastes like this." It’s a pity, I finally got it with great difficulty. I originally wanted to try the Spanish ham cod roll, but I was busy with other things last night and didn’t prepare early, so I had to make do.”

The temperature of the iron plate was very high, and the smell of butter had dissipated. Qingjian Liuli suddenly felt hungry as she smelled it. She secretly swallowed her saliva and forced herself to calm down: "I think it's already very good. Where? That’s okay, well… at least it looks fun.”

Takeshi Nanahara put the fish fillet coated with a layer of light pink on it, and the iron plate immediately made a "sizzling" sound. The black fish skin on one side of the fish meat instantly rolled slightly, but he only waited for a moment before starting to turn the fish fillet. , warned: "Remember, bake it slightly until the edges are golden brown, so that it can be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. You can also eat it while roasting. Don't make a mistake when you bake it in the future."

Qingjian Liuli looked at the fish and nodded obediently as she smelled the fragrant milk. She already wanted to try it - there was no milk added, but the fish became sizzling and oily when grilled, and it actually smelled a little milky.

"It's ready to eat." Takeshi Nanahara put down the shovel, turned off the power to the stove, raised the chopsticks to indicate that it was ready to start, and gave her a small plate, "Your taste is quite strong. If you think it's too light, you can dip it in a little bit of the sauce, but don't Too much dipping will destroy the essence of the dish.”

"Thank you, then I'll get started." Qingjian Liuli took the small plate, endured it for a while before holding back a piece of white and tender fish meat, blew on it and put it carefully into her mouth, and after a slight chew, she knew "garlic cloves" What does "meat" mean?

She didn't understand the word just now, and was still wondering what the hell the garlic-like meat was, but now that the fish entered her mouth, she realized that the meat was slightly elastic. It didn't break into pieces when you bite it like ordinary fish. , it tasted very good, and then she no longer thought about the garlic clove meat, but was captured by the slightly milky oil, immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself.

The taste is really good, different from all the fish I have eaten before. I don’t know if this kind of fish is rare or if his cooking skills are really strong.

This guy should really open a restaurant. The food he cooks in ten minutes is a hundred times better than what my mother would cook in the kitchen for a whole day. I really should send my mother here to learn more. Now think about it, what kind of hell did I live in before? It turns out that the food that normal people eat is like this. Eating turns out to be a kind of enjoyment!

She was thinking and sighing in her mind, then stretched out her chopsticks to pick it up, preparing to take a big bite this time to feel happy, but Takeshi Nanahara immediately reminded: "If you pick it up in the middle, you eat the fish in the middle." There is a layer of fish on the edge of the fish fillet. The fish skin was black, Takeshi Nanabahara was talking, he picked up a small shovel and turned the fish fillet over again. He also divided it into portions, indicating to her to eat the center piece of the fish fillet, and all the rest on the side belonged to him.

Qing Jian Liuli was slightly embarrassed, feeling that although this guy was a busybody and had a bad personality, he often made people mad to death, but sometimes he was really considerate and extraordinarily graceful.

She went straight to the fish meat with the skin and whispered: "It's okay, I'm not squeamish, it's the same wherever I eat it, you don't have to take too much care of me."

Takeshi Nanahara quickly blocked it with a small shovel and said sincerely: "As a chef, I am very happy if you can enjoy your meal. I must eat the fish skin."

Tsk, you guy...

Seeing that he was resolute, Qingjian Liuli didn't want to argue with him, so she went to eat the fish instead, blushed slightly and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, eat it quickly." Takeshi Nanahara used a small shovel to pull the part with the fish skin and the grilled oil essence in front of him, and said gently, "Eat more, eat more fish to nourish your brain."

Qingjian Liuli's face turned redder, probably because the oven was too hot. Now she felt warm in her body and heart, and her voice became softer, "Okay, I understand, you...you should eat quickly." "

She ate the middle of the fish fillet, and Takeshi Nanahara ate the outer ring. Soon the egg timer started to go off. She quickly got up and filled two bowls of rice. When she came back, she tasted it and it still tasted so good. After the iron plate is still hot, pour some chopped fish with sauce and put vegetables on it. You can use it with rice to make it taste even better.

Well, the celery is a bit raw when roasted, but it is very refreshing; the potato slices are soft and soft after roasting, soaked in the sauce, good for rice, and have a fishy flavor.

Delicious, really delicious!

The two of them ate up an iron plate full of silver cod fillets, and there was only grease left on the iron plate. Qingmi Ruri even ate three bowls of rice in a row, and the corners of her mouth were accidentally stained with the sauce, which made her feel worse. I felt comfortable eating last time, and I felt embarrassed secretly rubbing my belly.

Takeshi Nanahara ate very comfortably. Eating with two people was much better than eating alone. The food became more delicious. He directed Qingmi Ruri to make another pot of incense tablets, which somewhat eliminated the indigestion and purified his mouth. He got up and left, leaving the rest of the mess to her to deal with.

Qingjian Liuli acted as an assistant on the surface and had just eaten someone else's meal. She felt very warm and worked very hard. She put on a big apron to tidy up the table in the kitchen, washed dishes, dusted the house, and shined shoes. It was a busy day. By the way She decided to go back and bring some work clothes over - Takeshi Nanahara was quite tall, but his apron was too big for her, which was a bit in the way.

After her hard work, she knelt down in the living room and drank a cup of warm balm, wiped her sweat, and hummed twice in comfort. She felt that she should also bring a turban with her, and maybe put some towels and hand sanitizer here. , hairbands and hairpins, etc., and then looked around and found that Takeshi Nanahara had disappeared since eating, and he had never been seen.

Hmm, that's strange, where is this guy?