I'm a pirate in Tokyo

Sanji looked at his face and seemed to understand something, and quickly asked: "Why, you also know who the murderer is?"

"Yeah? Who do you think it is?" Wu Sheng reacted.

"Alas." Sanji sighed, looking at Wu Sheng's complicated expression: "I didn't want to tell you, after all, you..." He shook his head in annoyance.

Then he said: "Forget it, you will know sooner or later. Aizawa-senpai said that when Moe fell to the ground yesterday, Miss Kuzumi was hit by him in a panic, and a small bottle fell out of her bag. She looked panicked pick it up."

"This doesn't prove anything?" Wu Sheng said, although he and Kuzumi were not in a relationship as Sanji thought, but between acquaintance and acquaintance.

But his suspicion stemmed from the woman yesterday. The people in the store speculated that the accusation was groundless: "There is no evidence. It is too much to speculate like this."

Sanji looked at him with a depressed look on his face: "No, Moe has been eating in the restaurant these days, but the only thing she has eaten that none of us have eaten is the local oysters that Miss Kuzumi brought over." It is not an unreasonable conjecture.

"But she has no motive, right?" Wu Sheng asked.

"I'm also very troubled. Miss Kuzumi is such a nice person." Sanji looked at him with yearning, then looked at him with disgust: "You are 'familiar' with her, it's best to ask, don't let everyone continue to speculate like this. ”

"Okay, sure."

Wu Sheng stopped talking and continued to clean, speculating in his mind: "Is it really her?"

"The motive is actually there. It's just that he was oppressed by the owner of the palace and did something he didn't want to do. Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked restless yesterday."

Wu Sheng pulled Aizawa aside and asked about the situation when he bumped into Kuzumi yesterday.

Aizawa described yesterday's situation with a depressed expression, and added: "Although I don't want to doubt one of my own, the fact that Moe fell down is really suspicious. We cannot ignore any risks and must identify them carefully."

After hearing this, Wu Sheng expressed his understanding. It seems that Aizawa is a staunch supporter of conspiracy theories.

At this time, a staff member wearing protective clothing passed by him carrying a box of ingredients. He was stunned and thought: "Did GM Tokyo go too far in handling the crisis in this incident?"

Wu Sheng thought about it and asked curiously: "Is the handling of this incident too serious? Is it really good to involve the Health Department? If it spreads and spreads rumors, it will cause serious damage to the store. Influence?"

"Ohana's idea, don't worry, this is the right way to handle it." Aizawa said with a smile.

Wu Shengran, you are professionals, so what you say is right: "Don't you see that sous chef Ohana is also good at these things besides cooking?" He was a little surprised, and thought it was Mr. Kyono who suggested it. He has always been in charge of things.

"Uh? Takeda, you don't know yet, right?" Aizawa asked suddenly, looking at Wu Sheng's surprised expression.

"What do you know?" Wu Sheng was surprised. Is there anything else I need to know?

Aizawa paused and felt that Wu Sheng was also a trustworthy friend, so he explained: "Three years ago in France, there was a food allergy poisoning incident at the restaurant where Ohana was the chef, because the guest in the accident was a member of the French-Japanese meeting The French ambassador. This incident had a very big impact internationally and in Japan. The restaurant was closed immediately, and Ohana was also criticized by the media as a shame of Yamato, and she was unemployed for several years."

Wu Sheng's mouth opened slightly: "Mr. Ohana is so strict about cooking, how could something like this happen?" He couldn't understand it, after all, Ohana's craftsmanship has been brought to the extreme.

More than once, he heard from Sanji that Ohana studied the dishes almost 24 hours a day, as if he didn't need to sleep, which made his apprentice very stressed: "The master works harder than the apprentice. If I don't study hard, I will probably be beaten by the master with a kitchen knife." Chase down nine streets."

Aizawa smiled gently, knowing what he meant, and explained: "It's because that incident had a great impact on his career, so he tried his best to think about his customers, and he also knew how to deal with this." Kind of a question."

Wu Sheng nodded. Was it because he suffered a big loss that he became so rigorous and skilled?

He looked at Ohana who was disinfecting the oven with some sympathy. Being unemployed for two or three years was not a fun thing.

An hour later, they disinfected the kitchen inside and out, even the gaps in the wall.

Chef Renzi also handed over the last box of ingredients to the people from the Health Department.

The management of GM Tokyo is indeed very responsible, because even if there is a proposal from Ohana, they can still veto it and choose to conceal it and continue to open the business.

But they all agreed with Ohana's idea and immediately stopped business. They personally notified and confirmed the status of the guests who had dined, and also asked the health department to conduct a comprehensive inspection.

The sincerity is evident.

Wu Sheng decided that he must ask Jiuzhu today to find out.

If it is really her, then the matter is serious, after all, it involves spreading the flu virus in the restaurant.

......

The front door of the restaurant on the first floor.

Miss Kuzumi, whom Wu Sheng was talking about at this time, was standing at the door of GM Tokyo, hesitating whether to go in.

Yesterday, she met Linda Machiko Richard, and the things that were entangled in her heart came out. She played jazz over and over again at home, trying to forget those bad things by immersing herself in the music, but the result was unknown. Before I knew it, I was in a daze all night, and I didn't fall asleep until dawn, so it was too late.

She patted her face to try to look more energetic. After she was ready, she was about to go in when she saw people wearing protective suits walking out of the restaurant one by one. She paused in surprise and quickly put away her sun umbrella. Get out of the way and let them pass.

Looking at these people carrying sealed ingredients up and down, she began to be distracted again, recalling the conversation she had with Miss Linda after getting on the bus yesterday afternoon:

"What's going on?" Linda Machiko Richard, the owner of the palace and the editor-in-chief of "Marie Claire's Restaurant," asked softly as she looked out the car window at the city dyed orange by the setting sun.

"A chef fainted while preparing work, and the doctor confirmed it was noroflu." Kuzumi answered concisely.

"Noro flu? It seems like good news?" Linda smiled softly, raised her slender left hand, and gently felt the wind blowing in from the car window with the back of her hand: "A chef in a restaurant was infected with noro flu. It’s fatal to the restaurant’s reputation.”

"But the doctor said it's nothing serious and there are no signs of spread. It won't be sent to the Ministry of Health for filing for the time being." Kuzumi replied softly.

Although she was deeply disturbed by this incident, her tone remained calm in front of her former boss.

Yes, her purpose in coming to GM Tokyo to be a sommelier was not simple. First, she was Linda's spy in the restaurant, and second, she had a corresponding goal.

Now things are going more smoothly than she imagined, but she is indifferent and has no feeling of happiness in her heart. The reason why she can be so indifferent is because the infection of Meng Hui really has nothing to do with her.

Although she was prepared to catch herself with the flu, then hide it and deal a blow to the restaurant's reputation.

But she has never been able to actually implement this simple plan, because when she joined the team, things were not as she imagined before.

Yes, this harmonious team that she had never seen before made her feel the enthusiasm and fulfillment that she had not seen for a long time at work, just like the way she felt when she dined at the two-star French restaurant where Ohana was the chef three years ago and was overwhelmed by the delicious food. The passion and surprise that are contained in it are overwhelming.

After getting in touch and communicating with people in the restaurant, she understood that the collapse of a restaurant affects more than just one person. Even if she wants revenge, she doesn't want to affect others.

But Moe's sudden infection still caught her off guard.

"I wonder if it's her..." Jiuzhu glanced furtively at Linda, who was lost in thought.

It's possible that Linda found someone else to do it after seeing her delay in taking action.

"However, even if this is the case, it may not necessarily affect the reputation of the restaurant." Linda said to herself, thinking about how to expand the matter.

Suddenly she thought of something, raised her brows, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth: "In this way, you can leak the news later, change the time of the chef's illness, and say that the restaurant concealed it on its own, and then expose the chef after you can't hide it. Sent to the hospital.”

"In this way, you can take revenge, right?"

"Ah."

Jiuzhu stopped talking and turned his head to look out the window at the crowds of people.

......

When she was hesitating and struggling whether to follow Linda's approach, Chef Renzi sent the last leader of the Health Bureau down to the second floor. When he saw her, a smile spread across his face and he shouted to her enthusiastically: " Miss Kuzumi! You are here, come up quickly, we have cleaned the upstairs."

Although Aizawa and others were suspicious of Kuzumi, as the chef and store manager, she didn't want to doubt anyone at all.

"What's going on? Who are these people?" Jiuzhu quickly stepped forward and asked, with a slightly unnatural look on his face. She had not expected this situation.

"Ohana came back yesterday and cleaned it up. I felt that it was not safe enough, so I decided to ask people from the Ministry of Health to come and check." Chef Renzi said with a helpless smile, as if there was nothing he could do about Ohana.

Yes, after all, it’s Kimura Takuya’s face and he’s an excellent French chef. Who among the women can do anything about it?

Kuzumi followed Chef Renzi up to the second floor. When she saw everyone sitting in the restaurant in twos and threes resting, she asked: "What are the results of the inspection?"

"There is nothing wrong with the restaurant, but the ingredients have to wait for the results." Ohana slumped in his chair. He came back last night to seal the ingredients, and he was exhausted after another day of cleaning today.

"Did we take the initiative to invite you?" Jiuzhu asked strangely: "Usually, it's better not to alert the Health Department for this kind of thing, right?"

"Although we are afraid of affecting our brand and reputation, we can't expose subsequent guests to possible risks because of such things, right? So we have to check thoroughly." Chef Renzi returned, starting from his tone The sincerity in her words can also tell that she really thinks so.

I have been stunned for a long time. If the health bureau is actively invited to intervene, Linda's method will not work, because then they will not have any motive to hide it.

If she had launched it last night, she might have used the time lag to use public opinion and netizens who did not know the truth to attack the reputation of "GM Tokyo".

But it is too late now.

She was stunned and didn't speak, and her expression was obviously wrong, at least she didn't look relieved. Aizawa and several other apprentices, who were already suspicious of her, were already looking at her with questioning and unkind eyes.

One apprentice said directly with a complaining tone: "We have been busy for most of the day. It would be nice if Miss Kuzumi could come to help earlier."

When Wu Sheng saw it, he came over to help her out: "When I went back last night, Miss Kuzumi told me that she would come later, but I forgot to tell everyone."

He smiled at her and told her not to pay attention.

The apprentice is not old, but he has graduated from high school and is young and energetic. He was a little dissatisfied with Wu Sheng in his heart, and he was envious and jealous: he became a professional cartoonist in Junk in his first year of high school, and he had a very good relationship with everyone. The chef in the kitchen also took good care of him and felt that he had the skills to do it. The chef's talent always tried to draw him into the world of cooking.

He looked at Wu Sheng with an unkind look, wondering if Takeda was an accomplice? Why should we help the suspect out? But he was not a fool after all. He did not say it to his face, but just "tsk" to show his dissatisfaction.

Sanji looked at Wu Sheng with suspicion from behind, wondering in his heart: "Wu Tian doesn't seem like the kind of person who helps his relatives but ignores others."

He felt that he had some information that others didn't know, so he had to keep a close eye on Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng looked at the apprentice who looked unhappy but had nowhere to vent. He thought that young people are impulsive. Even if she is really the murderer, you just want to convict someone based on some clues without any evidence. Aren't you afraid of alerting others?

Jiuzhu looked at Wu Sheng, nodded gratefully, and said quickly: "Is there anything else you need to do? I'll help too."

"No, it's all done." At this time, Ohana put down the last tray and said: "Miss Kuzumi, we have decided to close the business these days. Before ensuring that the restaurant can operate safely, I hope you can take me to see Japan. Is the winery nearby convenient?”

Kuzumi was a sommelier at the restaurant, so she knew all this of course, but when she suddenly heard the invitation, she was a little flustered and at a loss.

"Can I go too?" Wu Sheng interjected and asked, "I want to take a look too." He wanted to take this opportunity to learn more about condoms.

"Pa!" Wu Sheng's back hurt, and he heard a voice from behind: "What are you doing as a high school student? Can you drink? Don't you have to go to class?"

Chef Renzi gave him a blow from behind.

She then said to Kuzumi: "Aren't we preparing a seasonal package? We just have such an opportunity. Ohana and I hope that Ms. Kuzumi can take us around the famous wineries in Japan and take this opportunity to make a good selection. Wine with the meal.”

Generally speaking, when French food changes its menu with the seasons, only restaurants that attach great importance to customer experience will also change the corresponding wines.

After hearing what she said, Jiuzhu understood, and she was a little happy.

She is a person who likes wine very much, otherwise she would not have taken the sommelier exam. After thinking about it, there is nothing she can do if the opportunity is missed, so let's let it go: a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. So he readily agreed: "Okay, then I will sort out the itinerary tonight. Is it okay to have an itinerary of about three days and two nights?"

"Totally OK!" Ohana clapped happily, obviously happy to explore new wines.

Of course, this trip was just him and the two ladies, so it was obviously more enjoyable. He looked at the depressed Wu Sheng beside him, took him in his arms, and whispered: "Boy, are you interested in living for a long time? Are you so impatient?"

Wu Sheng touched his head awkwardly: "How could..."

I want to get to know her better so that I can find out the truth and some information. Wu Sheng felt depressed.

"You can't drink, so what are you doing with us, are you going to help drive?" Sanji also came up to complain. Apparently he was thinking the same thing as his master, and he looked like you're just jealous.

He pulled Wu Sheng aside and whispered: "Don't worry, although my master is very handsome, he is currently immersed in the world of food and will not take action against Miss Kuzumi."

"Where is this going!" Wu Sheng immediately shut himself up.

It seems that I am too eager. Hold on still and recite the "Standing Character Sutra" silently.

After just memorizing a few sentences, he suddenly thought: Since he can't follow, tonight is the best chance!

So he quickly shook off Sanji and walked towards Kuzumi, who was discussing the itinerary with Chef Renzi.