On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

Qinghuai frowned and refreshed her phone again and again. On tutu's Yokohama city page, there was overwhelming news about food safety issues in izakayas, as if Yokohama had nothing else to report except this incident.

Originally, the situation wasn't that bad, but some troublemaker took a photo of the police entering the izakaya, coupled with some plausible words, before the test results came out, even if Qing Huai had a mouth, he couldn't tell.

Under the guidance of public opinion, the customers who originally supported the izakaya were also shaken. After all, it is just a restaurant, and it is not worth their effort to tell people on the Internet that what you see may not be true, so gradually no longer vocalize.

The izakaya fell into a difficult situation and was temporarily unable to operate. Qinghuai gave Saiki Kusuo a long vacation. Under Dazai Osamu's suggestion, he planned to focus his work on the investigation of eggs.

What can be estimated now is that the eggs should be closely related to Yuejianshan Wutong. Judging from the information provided by the conjurer, since Yuejianshan Wutong left the restaurant until now, the eggs have never been seen again. appeared.

The two in the izakaya sat together with the teachers and students of the college to exchange information.

"That guy is just an ordinary person." Wujo Satoru was very sure, "He can't even see the curse, he is an ordinary person through and through."

Qinghuai nodded, Yuejianshan Wutong is a typical bully and afraid of the strong, the most vicious tricks are used against Qinghuai, he doesn't have the guts to do things to destroy the world, so he is inclined to Yuejianshan Wutong and doesn't know egg shape The existence of the thing, but it happens to be used.

He suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "I saw a black lizard on his shoulder before - at first I thought it was his pet, but is that also a curse?"

"Ah, that." Gojo Gojo paused, "It's a curse, and it's a pretty powerful curse."

Hirohito Katsuobu wondered, "If it's a curse, why didn't you let us exorcise it, Mr. Wujo?"

"Of course it's because—" Gojo Satoru smiled, "You little devils don't have the strength to exorcise it at all, there are so many people in the restaurant on Christmas Eve, if you forcibly exorcise it, it will definitely make the scene worse—— Last time, in order to buy a limited number of Xijiufu earlier, I accidentally blew up a certain commercial building because of this, and those old guys above called me every day, and I was in trouble..."

The white-haired teacher sighed, with a troubled expression on his face, "The curse is still sleeping anyway, as long as Yuejianshan Wutong doesn't move any bad thoughts, there will be no harm for the time being, and it would be good to let that little devil suffer first."

——It really doesn't seem like something a magician who is doing harm to the people can say.

"And you," Gojo Satoru turned his head to Osamu Dazai, "I have long felt that you are strong. To be honest, you are the first man who made me feel this way."

He added, "Of course, I am the strongest."

"Sorry, even if you say that," Dazai Osamu put his hand on the back of Qinghuai's chair and said lazily, "I'm not interested in a man like you."

——Are Japanese people always speaking so ambiguously?

The corners of Qinghuai's eyes twitched slightly, not understanding why the situation had suddenly progressed to this stage.

"Now our focus is on Yuejianshan..."

"So," the black-haired man squinted his eyes and smiled, leaning on the back of Qinghuai's chair as if he had no bones, "boss, we have to start luring the snake out of its hole."

"How to lead?"

The young man asked subconsciously, his naturally dark and cold eyes looked into Dazai Zhi's eyes, his porcelain white skin was very delicate under the warm yellow light, a layer of fluff could be vaguely seen around the outline, softening the young man's sharp lines Soft, like a——

"Rabbit." Osamu Dazai paused, "...I mean, put the bait."

"Who is the bait..." Qinghuai closed his mouth in the middle of the sentence, he was the most suitable bait, after all Yue Jianshan wanted to deal with him the most.

"Although that's true," Osamu Dazai emphasized, staring into Qinghuai's eyes, "it's very dangerous."

"That can only be me." The young man thought for a while, and said, "Don't worry, I won't expose my life to others unless it is absolutely necessary-the Yuejianshan family still has a lot of troubles, 'I' is not A ready-made example?"

"You?" Gojo Satoru, who vaguely knew something inside, raised his eyebrows.

"It's not me, it's 'I'." Qinghuai tapped his finger on the table, "It's Yuejianshan Qinghuai, a true Japanese chef genius."

"Shock!Yuejianshan Wutong was not a genius back then!What is the truth behind deceiving the world...』

"Why did the genius of the day disappear now?"Explore another side of the Yuejianshan family, fame vs greed! 』

"The original heir of the celebrity chef family mysteriously disappeared!Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality? ! 』

……

"...Not bad." Qinghuai squeezed a stack of press release slips in her hand, selected a few eye-catching titles and handed them to Higuchi Ichiyo, "I didn't expect your business to be so broad."

"Of course." The yellow-haired woman pushed her hair behind her ears, "Yokohama's largest radio advertising company is an industry owned by Mafia, and we are not only good at fighting like the outside world said."

She is quite proud, "Eighty percent of Yokohama's GDP is contributed by mafia and the members under mafia. We have not only greatly reduced the unemployment rate of the entire city, but also provided a considerable amount of tax revenue for the government."

"Besides, the leader is very optimistic about you." When the woman said this, she gave Qing Huai a strange look, as if she was saying, why is it your turn for good things to happen?

"Then I'm counting on you, Higuchi-san."

Higuchi Ichiyo still couldn't figure it out, "Why don't you directly announce to the public that you are the original talented chef? If you use public opinion like this, the izakaya will not fall into the current situation."

"I have already severed ties with Yuejianshan's family, and I will not use their name to gain attention." Qing Huai smiled slightly, "And I am not that talented chef, if I make such a publicity, then I will be with Yuejianshan. What's the difference between sycamore?"

"I see." Ichiyo Higuchi put away the selected draft sheets, and his tone was much softer than before, "The news will be released at [-] o'clock tonight, and the mafia staff will work overtime to keep an eye on the direction of public opinion. Please leave it to us."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, as long as it's done, you can perform your obligations according to the contract."

The wind chime rang slightly, and the opened door was closed again, letting in a bit of winter wind.

"Aqiu!" Qing Huai shivered from the cold, covered her mouth and sneezed.

"Cold?" Osamu Dazai poured Qing Huai a cup of hot water.

"I don't know." Qing Huai rubbed her nose, the tip of her nose was a little red, "Maybe the temperature has dropped again recently."

The investigation results of the police station have not yet come out, and the izakaya can only remain closed. Qinghuai sometimes logs on to Tutu to take a look. Look at the legendary izakaya.

But there is an ID account that sends private messages to the izakaya every day, sometimes saying "Come on boss, I believe in you", and sometimes asking when the izakaya will open.

There are good and bad human nature, but a kind greeting will always warm your heart.

Since Yue Jianshan chose to use that method to frame him, Qinghuai would naturally not be merciful, and chose to fight back with fire, letting the other party suffer the consequences.

"Bastard!"

In the tea room, the porcelain cups and the low table were overturned, and the scalding boiling water sprayed a dark color along the floor.

The informer was taken aback by the sudden attack, and lowered his head to the ground. The water stains on the floor instantly dispersed, forming strange shapes along the uneven texture.

Yuejianshan Wutong clutched his chest tightly, the back of his hand was scalded red by boiling water, but he didn't notice it.

Just now when he received a call from his father, Tsukimi Sanbu angrily told him to go home, and only then did he realize that the public opinion on the Internet was already in full swing.

A family of famous chefs, talented chefs, deliberate abuse, and wealthy inheritance, all of them alone can cause heavy damage to the Yuejianshan family, let alone the combination of these few.

In less than half an hour, the stock of Yuejianshan's family fell to the lowest level in history. Countless partners and relatives called to question. Words such as fraud, cruelty, and robbers filled the official account of Yuejianshan restaurant in an instant.

Yuejianshan Wutong didn't expect that his good-for-nothing cousin would have the ability to send these things out?

He was so confident before that Qinghuai didn't dare to do this because he knew that Qinghuai had always been a submissive character. Even leaving Yuejianshan's family was like a bereaved dog. Standing behind him, he didn't believe that Qing Huai dared to openly oppose the family.

——Has he been pretending since then?To endure for so long just to drag the whole family into trouble?

Yuejianshan Wutong's heart trembled, and a sense of fear that had been lurking in his mind for a long time gradually invaded his whole body... It was like when he was very young, he and Yuejianshan Qinghuai entered the family to learn cooking. He is the one with extraordinary talent, praised and praised by others, but he is an unknown little shadow behind Qinghuai, no one will see him at all.

Since then, dark jealousy has slowly grown in Yuejianshan Wutong's heart. When he grows up a bit, although he is not very talented in cooking, he has learned to be slick in all directions, and he has become a completely different cousin from his cousin who only knows how to cook. Compared.

So at the moment when the opportunity came, he followed his father's guidance without hesitation, and after the death of Yue Jianshan Qinghuai's parents, he led him into the most terrifying abyss.

That may be the happiest time of Yuejianshan Wutong. The name of Qinghuai finally disappeared in the family. As Qinghuai's stupid reputation gradually spread, the inheritance rights were transferred to him. Everything is his now.

But at a time like this——

Yuejianshan Wutong trembled all over, anger and fear mixed into an inextricable yarn, intertwined in his chaotic thoughts.

His father's angry reprimand was still ringing in his head, like a temple bell, making his temples bulge and throb, blood boiling all over his body rushed to the back of his head, and adrenaline surged instantly.

It was dark for a moment before his eyes, and then he knew nothing.

"There's news from the 'window'!" Fuguro Hui hastily pushed open the door of the izakaya, and seemed to be out of breath after running for a long time, "The fluctuation of spell power in Yokohama is abnormal, and Gojo-sensei has already chased it , but the exact location has not been identified yet!"

With a "ding" in the text message, Osamu Dazai picked up his phone and announced, "The detective agency has found Tsukimisan Goto, and has installed a tracker on him."

Qing Huai got up instantly and put on his coat, took out a full Burr/Latta from the cash register cabinet and inserted it into his waist.

"Where?"

"Yokohama Chinatown." Dazai Osamu paused, and waved to Fukuroe, "Little devil, help me move things."

It was the first time Qinghuai encountered this kind of scene, and he was a little nervous. Osamu Dazai patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Don't worry, he will stay in Chinatown for a short time. It's all cleared out."

Osamu Dazai said he wanted to get the weapon first, but instead of taking the two to the room on the second floor, they went to the office building where the detective agency was located.

After entering the elevator, Qing Huai was still a little confused, not knowing what to do next.

The man took out a black engraved magnetic card from his pocket and scanned it on the glass panel of the elevator.

"Drip, the verification is successful."

The elevator leads to floors that no one knows about.

B1.

The automatic door opened slowly in front of Qinghuai, and it was dark inside, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Osamu Dazai pressed the black button, and the light suddenly turned on——

Youth pupil earthquake.

——Damn it, the arsenal of the Japanese government has been moved in!

When Fu Heihui came up from B1, his pockets all over his body were full of miniature detonators. He didn't expect the supernatural beings in Yokohama to be so blatant and store ammunition under the office building.

It really is a mafia's paradise.

"Teacher Wujo has already arrived in Chinatown, and Katsuobu and Kizaki also outflanked two exits respectively." Fu Heihui glanced at the text message sent by Wujo Wu, and automatically ignored the little heart added at the end of the other party, "I haven't found any yet. Seeing the figure of Wutong on Mount Yue, but I can feel that the energy fluctuations in Chinatown are very unstable, we have to go quickly."

When the three of them arrived at Chinatown, a layer of thick ink appeared faintly above the sky, and it tended to spread gradually.

"That's the 'tent'. Ordinary people can't see what's going on inside." Fu Heihui explained, "Let's go in first."

Qinghuai originally thought it would be strange for her to walk around the city with a spy on her back, but once she entered Chinatown, she realized that she should be the most normal one. Portmafia is extremely arrogant. There are guns and snipers, and even a lot of anti-small rocket launchers.

"I thought mafia would be the kind of organization that was eager for a world war." Qinghuai murmured, originally thought that Higuchi Ichiyo was just sending a dozen people to help symbolically, but unexpectedly filled Chinatown.

"Because mafia is also an organization that protects order in Yokohama." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Besides, they are not happy to have wild dogs from outside urinating on their territory. They will not sit idly by with this level of provocation."

"Ah, talking about dogs!" Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his index finger and put it against his lips, "There's a Chihuahua there!"

Qinghuai followed Dazai Osamu's gaze, and saw an orange-haired man wearing a wide-brimmed hat rushing here angrily, the low air pressure around him almost turning into solid black mist.

——No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like you are here to ask if the weather is good today.

"Damn mackerel, who did you call a Chihuahua just now?!"

--really.

In order to avoid harming Chi Yu, the young man subconsciously moved away from the smiling black-haired man next to him.

"Ah, as expected of a Chihuahua, you can hear clearly from such a long distance!" Dazai Osamu sighed extraordinarily artificially, skillfully dodging the opponent's sudden attack.

He was lying behind Qinghuai, very weak, "Hey, we are all partners, so the internal strife will have a bad influence..."

"That..." Qing Huai was stuck between the two of them, acting helplessly as a mediator, "The most important thing now is not this."

"Tch, mackerel." The man in the hat raised his blue eyes, looked Qing Huai up and down, a little puzzled, "Why is he an ordinary person?"

"I'm really sorry for disappointing you." Qing Huai didn't care, "How is the situation now?"

"It's terrible." The other party lowered the brim of his hat, his expression was very gloomy, "The group of guys from Tokyo should be poured into concrete piles to build a bridge across the sea..."

The orange-haired man cursed in a low voice, then turned around, "Follow me, we've finished checking this side."

Qinghuai: "..."

Osamu Dazai whispered in Qing Huai's ear, "Don't pay attention to that guy, he is a typical manic mania patient."

——Then you are a patient with bad words, who is about to post an obituary to inform relatives and friends to collect the body.

"Master, they are coming soon..."

Hanako has been with Yuejianshan Wutong for three years, but she has never seen him like this, so she couldn't help being a little scared, and flinched back.

"Are you afraid of me, Hanako?" The voice was slow and clear, with a little ambiguity, as if slipping out of his throat.

It was clearly a familiar voice, but it reminded Hanako of the reptile she feared the most, like the belly of a boa constrictor licking the floor, or the soft scales rubbing against the wet and cold muddy ground, she couldn't help but feel a little creepy, her voice trembled.

"Do not……"

"Why not?"

"..."

The young man by the window put down the blackout curtain and turned around. His face was extremely pale, and the subcutaneous veins were about to flow out through that layer of skin, densely occupying most of his delicate face like a spider web.

With a smile on his face, he whispered softly, "Why aren't you afraid of me, Hanako?"

The girl bit her lower lip, suppressing her trembling, and as the young man got closer, she finally couldn't help crying.

"I don't like children who lie." The young man gently stroked the girl's delicate cheeks, wiping away her tears, "I'll ask again, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm... scared." The girl's lips and teeth trembled violently, that cold feeling was like being pressed against a snake.

This is not her young master at all... He is not Yuejianshan Wutong!

"Very good." The young man finally smiled with satisfaction, and slid his cold fingers into the girl's thick black hair, "Then, give me your fear..."

"Ahhhh-!"

A painful wail broke the tranquility of Chinatown.

Qing Huai's heart skipped a beat, and he and Osamu Dazai looked at each other, feeling a trace of uneasiness in each other's eyes.

"Jade Dog"

Fu Heihui summoned a black and white dog Shikigami, and said urgently, "Lead the way."

The man's howl came from the northeast of China Street, and Mafia was in charge of guarding the point, so Qing Huai, Dazai Osamu and Fu Heihui ran towards the direction led by Ergou.

Many of the houses in Chinatown have traditional Chinese features, and the alleys are criss-crossed. If there is no jade dog to guide the way, once a person enters the alley, it will be difficult to tell the direction.

"For such a big commotion, he deliberately led us over." Osamu Dazai pulled Qing Huai to let him follow.

"Will that person just now be okay?" Qing Huai asked while running, the tragic wailing just now made him tremble with fear.

How much pain does a person have to suffer to make such a shrill cry?

"Dangerous." Osamu Dazai only replied one word, but Qing Huai still understood what he meant.

His face was stiff, he pursed his lips, and speeded up.

"Are you here, Hanako?" The young man sat quietly on the chair with half-closed eyebrows. If it wasn't for the spider web-like veins that split the beauty of his face, he would still have a sense of tranquility.

"coming."

The girl stood behind the young man and answered respectfully.

She raised her head and looked towards the door. Her originally nimble black eyes now only had a hazy white inlaid in her eye sockets. When she looked closely, her pupils did not disappear, but turned into two tiny pink particles dotted around the corners of her eyes. In the white pupils, you can't see it.

"You've become better now, Hanako." A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's lips, and he picked up the girl's soft long hair with his fingertips, and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff.

"It's all... the master's credit."

The young man turned his head at a 90-degree angle and looked towards the door.

The color of the veins has penetrated into his eyeballs, and the original whites of the eyes have turned into a mass of black, with dark red bloodshot eyes, and the pupils are narrowed, showing a characteristic that only exists in reptiles.

"Shh, here they come."

"It's right here." Gojo Satoru pulled the blindfold around his neck and hung it, and compared his index finger and thumb into a pistol/gun position, aiming at the glass window in front, "Student Knotweed, it's your turn!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose instinctively moved a little further away from Knotabagi Yuhito, and stood behind Teacher Baimao.

Yuzu Yuhito nodded heavily, took a few steps back, left a run-up distance, and then rushed out like a cannonball——

……

"People are inside." Fu Heihui rubbed the foreheads of "Hei" and "Bai", and pointed to the door ahead, "There is a cursed breath."

"You should bring the little Chihuahua, that guy resists beating." Osamu Dazai took out his pistol/gun, and leaned against the door, carefully listening to the movement inside.

Snapped--

The sound of glass shattering suddenly sounded, and Osamu Dazai immediately aimed at the door lock and pulled the trigger, kicking the door and entering——

"Why are you guys?!"

"Where is the curse?!"

Three against three, six pairs looked at each other in bewilderment.

--wrong!He always felt that something was wrong!

Qing Huai suddenly stopped, but it was too late.

A strong sweet fragrance suddenly enveloped his whole body——

Field expansion——

"Alice in Wonderland"