Chapter 159
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On Nansha Island, hundreds of miles away from Nancheng City, the sky gradually darkened and the rolling waves kept on.
In the luxurious room on the third floor of the happiness Hotel, the curtain has been pulled up.
Lu Siyu held the spoon in his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly with satisfaction. Then he turned to look at the things on the dining car, but his expression gradually froze.
Lu Siyu felt that there was no sugar in his body for a long time, and he was eager to appease his stomach. He picked up a small spoon and cut a little cake into his mouth. The sweet cake was made of fresh raw materials and melted in the mouth.
Under the illumination of the light, delicate desserts flash attractive light.
Amy saw the baker pushing things out and happily went to pick up the cart.
The baker put down the cakes one by one, then pushed the car to the Yajian where Chen Zui was.
There are all kinds of cakes they ordered on the dining car. It seems that they delivered them first.
At this time, the cake teacher pushed a dining car out from behind and explained to the girl: "the educational resources on the island are still limited. Ting'er has passed the primary school graduation examination and is studying junior high school by herself. Before, her parents were still discussing whether to send her out of the island to Xinchuan junior high school. But she's too young to be sent out for another year or two. "
Li ting'er looked up and said, "those primary school courses are too simple. I have passed the graduation exam."
They are regular customers of the cake shop, and they are obviously familiar with the little girl.
Amy was a little impatient waiting in the room. She was walking back and forth all the time. At this time, she came out of the room and looked at the girl's painting with her bow. "Ting'er, you have made progress in your painting, but have you finished your homework yet?"
Later, he lowered his voice. Song Wen's table was a little hard to hear. He saw the little girl nodding her head while she was drawing.
Mr. Su obviously liked the little girl very much. He held his glasses and continued to ask her, "I'll ask you..."
Song Wen and Lu Siyu understand that the girl may be the daughter of the shopkeeper, and the paintings on the wall may also be made by the girl. It's not hard for the people in the picture to guess that it should be the girl's dead father, her mother and the baker. The original portrait of four people is now one less.
The girl's answer is very polite, seems quiet, obedient and precocious.
The girl nodded: "my mother and I live here."
"Do you always live here?"
Li ting'er said, "I'm ten years old."
Teacher Su asked, "how old are you?"
The little girl raised her head and answered him in a childish voice, "my name is Li ting'er."
Teacher Su was immediately attracted by the girl's eyes. When the little girl sat aside, he went over, squatted down and asked, "little friend, what's your name?"
The girl went straight to a small vacant place beside the elegant room of the cake house, opened her chair and sat down. Then she opened the pocket of the table, took out the white paper and some colored pens, and began to draw.
The girl wore a white skirt and a pink long sleeve coat. She looked like a little angel.
Song Wen's eyes followed the little figure. He took a look and was fixed. It was a beautiful little girl, only about ten years old. She had a round face, big eyes and long dark hair. She was draped on her shoulders.
Suddenly, from the back kitchen, another little girl came out.
~_ ~Jamie: it's still raining, and the typhoon outside the window is whistling, but the little cake room is warm and peaceful.
Then, the two girls began to happily talk to Mr. Su about all kinds of seabirds they had seen before. Miss Su listened quietly, commenting from time to time, giving some suggestions to the students, or pointing out the mistakes in their statements. They have three restaurants, which are very busy.
Qiu Lan said: "I have also seen people say that it used to be a humble farmhouse. After he came here, he suggested that the boss renovate it and make it into a cake shop. Since then, the business here has gradually improved. Now, this shop is a must come punch in place for South shark Island."
Jiang Jiang nodded, "I checked the information. His name is Yang Ling. He turned out to be a pastry maker in a cake shop in Sichuan. He is very famous for making desserts. He didn't open a cake shop in the city, but he came here, which is also the luck of this shop. "
Qiu LAN and Jiang Jiang seem to have completely forgotten the fact that they found bones on the rocks before. Qiu LAN whispered: "I read the comments before and said that the baker is very famous."
The boss's wife takes care of the accounts, takes charge of the orders, and the baker makes cakes and meals. Today, there are few guests, so she can be very busy. If she has a few helpers, even if there are more guests, the shop can still operate normally.
If he didn't know in advance, Song Wen couldn't imagine that the man of the shop had just passed away, and the cake shop seemed to be running without any problems.The whole shop is warm and clean. The air is full of sweet cakes, like a candy house in a fairy tale.
There is another picture next to them. The picture still shows these people. Everyone is smiling. In their hands, they hold a balloon. The balloon floats high in the air, colorful
Lu Siyu also looked back with his eyes, and drew a birthday girl on their latest picture. The girl looks like a doll, with a big birthday cake in front of her. Beside the children, there are father, mother and a man. Everyone's face is full of warm smiles.
Lu Siyu sits on the sofa against the wall. Song Wen is very interested in some paintings on the wall. He stands up and looks at them carefully. It seems that the paintings are painted by children with colored pens, full of childlike fun.
The landlady went to get some cups, poured warm water for them, and then went to the back.
The man went to the kitchen, and several of them found a place to sit down. Song Wen and Lu Siyu sat at the same table, and two girls and the teacher sat at the next table.
After hearing this, the man put down his glass and said, "I'll be right behind." Then he politely said to the others, "just a moment, everyone. I'll get it ready for you."
The woman named Yan Min turned her eyebrows and walked back to the store. She put out the cigarette in the ashtray, pointed to the man beside her and said, "when you ask me about ordering, you have to urge him to serve."
Amy was a little impatient at this time. She went to the door of Yajian and called the woman, "Yan Min, please hurry what we ordered."
Several people ordered a good meal, now there is no net, can only use cash.
Lu Siyu hesitated and ordered the most expensive Royal cheese.
"Do you want it?" Song Wen asked Lu Siyu in a low voice, "on this island, let's make do with some food. I'm ready to go back and wait for you to make a big meal."
Qiu LAN is still hesitating, lying in front of the counter: "these cakes look good, I want to eat each." In the end, she ordered three kinds of cakes.
Mr. Su looked at the cakes and ordered a black forest.
Jiang Jiang said, "give me a red velvet, Miss Su. Would you like to try it?"
"When we come here, we have to punch in the cake." Qiu LAN blinked.
Say words, her a pair of eyes looked at the man of one side.
Holding a cigarette in one hand, the woman wrote down the meals and said to them, "are some of the guests new here? There are not many meals in the small shop, but the cakes are all made by the master in the shop. It's a special feature of our shop. You can have a taste of them. You can also tell us what you want to eat in the future. "
Song Wen ordered beef noodles and Lu Siyu ordered red stewed beef rice. The two girls and the teacher also ordered some less complicated meals.
Looking at women's skillful movements, this is obviously a smoker.
The white smoke was soon dispersed by the wind.
But the woman didn't care. She leaned against the door, lowered her head and held the cigarette in her mouth. Then she took out a lighter from the pocket on the right side of her coat, skillfully started the fire, lit the cigarette, and spit out a mouthful of white smoke towards the outside.
With that, the woman went to the door of the shop and took out a very thin cigarette. She opened the door half way, and the wind suddenly came in, and the rain also came in.
The woman said: "yes, it's really unfortunate. Today, affected by the typhoon, the assistant in the shop went home ahead of time. For a moment, there are only two of us in the shop. We're a little busy. There are fresh cakes in stock. Please think about it slowly."
There are only two people in such a big online store. It seems that there are a few people.
Qiu LAN and Jiang Jiang first stood in front of the pastry cabinet, looking at the colorful pastries inside. Teacher Su looked at the quiet shop and asked the woman, "are there only two of you here?"
Behind the man, a woman came out. She was in her thirties and had round apricot eyes. This woman has a round figure, her hair is a little messy, and her clothes are also slovenly. She shakes her body and goes to the dining card. She picks up the bookkeeping book and asks lazily, "what do you want?"
Now, in his good-looking hands, the man is holding a glass. He looks around the customers in the shop with his slender eyes, and then lowers his head to drink the water in the glass.
Seeing such a cake maker, Song Wen can imagine that he carefully made cakes with his hands when he was making noodles.
This man's hand is a point longer than Lu Si's, and his fingers are flexible and powerful. It looks very pleasing to the eye.
Because of painting, Song Wen likes to observe the details of the characters. He has met many people with good hands. Lu Siyu is one of them, but Lu Siyu is thinner and his hands are more bony.
At a glance, Song Wen found that the man's hands were very good-looking. His ten fingers were slender and his joints were clear.
Song Wen turned his head and saw that the man was about 30 years old. He had white skin, thin body, slender eyes and a smile on his mouth. He was dressed in a chef's white dress and looked like a baker in the shop.Several people had just put away their raincoats when they saw a man coming out from behind.
Jiang Jiang pulled Qiu LAN for a while and said in a very small voice, "you'll see what they ordered later, and you'll know naturally."
As she spoke, she looked back at Chen Zui and they looked at each other with a smile.
Amy thought about it and said, "red velvet is worth a taste. Other things, cheese and blueberries are also good. If you like simple food, the spaghetti here is very delicious. There are still some good ones waiting for you to dig. "
Qiu Lan said: "you said you came here to eat cake, so you must be a regular here, right? Do you have any recommendations? "
Amy greets them and explains, "we're bored in the afternoon, so we're here first. We've had dinner and we're waiting for dessert."
Lu Siyu frowned slightly. He had never seen such decoration in the cake shop, such a small independent room with dim light, which seemed to be unique in a bar.
With her voice, Song Wen looks back. It turns out that there are several elegant rooms like private rooms behind the hall. At this time, the door of the first room is open, and Amy and Chen Zui are sitting in it.
Song Wen is looking at the dining card on the wall, listening to Qiu LAN excited: "I said how did not see you, so you have already come?"
In the side glass cabinet, there are various pastry models. On the small blackboard behind the cash register, the price of some simple meals is written.
Although this place is on an island, it is well decorated. The whole outer hall is about 100 square meters. The table is white, surrounded by light pink and light blue sofas, and the walls are covered with square macaroni tiles. From the ceiling hanging down more than a dozen of chandeliers, at this time is on, just like the light of the stars.
As they entered, the clear doorbell rang.
There is a small sign outside the door, which says that in business, several people will push the door in.
Through the yard came to the door, you can see the red sign of the cake shop, as well as the bright lights.
The area of the cake shop is not small. There is a small yard outside. Due to the typhoon, some rattan chairs and sun umbrellas have been folded up and stacked in the yard. If it's a sunny day, you should be able to sit in the yard blowing the sea breeze and eating cakes.
The party went outside the hotel. Due to the approaching typhoon, the rain was heavy and small, and they were flying horizontally. Fortunately, this time, several people were ready to wear ponchos, and walked for about two minutes. In the rain, they came to the Eden cake shop tens of meters away from the hotel.
After listening to the good advice from the boss, several people answered.
After thinking about it, Wang added: "by the way, we can't see the news now. What I asked here is that the typhoon will officially pass here between 8:00 and 2:00 in the morning. Although we are very close to the cake shop, you'd better come back early after dinner."
Wang Bo, the owner of the B & B, came out of nowhere at this time and explained to them, "I'm sorry, the base station on this island is broken. I've just received a notice here. Someone has gone to check and repair it, but there is a typhoon behind. I don't know if I can recover before the typhoon. We have mahjong, chess and cards. We can also show movies. You can tell me what you need. "
Qiu Lan said: "it turns out that everyone is like this. I have restarted my mobile phone several times, thinking that I am in arrears."
Song Wen shook his head: "it's gone since I checked in."
Jiang Jiang had expected everything. Seeing Song Wen and Lu Siyu coming, he asked, "by the way, handsome guy, do you still have a signal on your mobile phone?"
Seeing them, Qiu Lan's eyes were a little straight. Maybe he didn't expect that these two people were in pairs.
By the time they got downstairs, the three teachers and students of the school had gathered by the sofa in the hall. It seemed that they were ready to go out for dinner.
They changed their clothes, put on their raincoats, and went down the curved stairs to the lobby of the hotel.
Lu Siyu sits on the bed, and Song Wen takes his clothes for him. He feels like he is taking care of the children and rubs his hair.
Song Wen nodded: "I have refreshed more than 1000 times." Then he went to the bedside and reached out to pull Lu Siyu out of the quilt.
Lu Siyu put the paper on the bedside table, blinked again, and asked him: "is there no signal on the mobile phone?"
When he saw it, Song Wen called Lu Si and said, "let's go. It's not raining much now. Let's go out for dinner."
The way of crime is also like a fingerprint. If you want to get close to Moby Dick, you need to know more about him. When they go back, they need to collect the files to summarize these cases.
Now they've finally decided that Moby Dick is behind the scenes.
The above are several robberies and murders planned by Moby Dick, most of which were not connected with 519 before.
Lu Siyu took it over and checked it. Song Wen sorted it out very carefully. ~_ ~Jamie Da xs63Song Wen looked at him and said, "when you sleep, it's quiet and beautiful. It's more efficient to work around you." Then he handed Lu Siyu a detailed record form.
Lu Siyu thought that his sleeping face had been seen for a long time, and said in a low voice, "you can watch it on the other side of the table."
Song Wendao: "for a while, it has been sorted out."
Lu Si language subconsciously covered his face with his hand and looked at Song Wen from his fingers: "how long have you been here?"
Watching him wake up, Song Wen looks at him with gentle eyes.
At about five o'clock, Lu Siyu finally woke up. He rubbed his eyes. Then he saw Song Wen sitting beside the bed with a pen and paper on the bedside table.
Song Wen knows how cruel the facts recorded in it are to Lu Siyu, a witness. It's like a knife stabbing at the heart. The knife sees blood.
He didn't want Lu Siyu to read this book more, or if he could read it less once, he would read it less once.
Song Wen promised to help him deal with all the things, which coaxed Lu Siyu to bed.
Lu Siyu got seasick on the boat today. After meeting Wu Hongyou, he kept thinking about the past. He stayed with Song Wen for a while in the afternoon, and then he felt a little feverish, but he could not rest assured of the diary left by Wu Hongyou, and wanted to shoot it again for archiving.
The outside world is noisy, but at this time everything seems to be cut off by the door and window. On this sparsely populated island, there are only two of them, warming each other
Those waves and tides, death and sadness seem to have faded.
It's madly addictive.
The undercurrent surging, Lu Si language just know, pain is also a kind of obsessive things, desire can make people linger.
He had never imagined such a moment in his life in the past.
Lu Si said "um..." In response, he said.
Song Wen then lowered his head, against his forehead: "Si language."
He called his name gently, and felt that his empty heart was finally filled with something. The temperature of the other side came from the overlapping palms of his fingers. He firmly grasped Song Wen's hand, and could still clearly hear the heartbeat of the other side in the wind and rain.
Lu Siyu closed his eyes and called him again: "wolf..."
"I'm here." Song Wen opened his mouth and put his cold fingertips in his mouth. ~_ ~Jamie Da xs63
"Song Wen." Lushi whispered the name. He reached out, stroked the man's hair, slid down his forehead and down his nose, and finally touched his lips.
Life and hope seem to bloom on his cold fingertips, where they are touched by flowing fire.
At this time, his side is no longer those cold bodies, incomplete viscera, those darkness, those tricks, but the opposite, hot, warm, love, the beauty of the world, which he did not dare to expect in the past.
Lu Siyu also looked at Song Wen. He came all the way from hell, penetrating the darkness and fog, and his feet were stained with bright red.
Under some dark lights, Song Wen looks at the landing Si Yu. He touches his delicate cheek with his hand. This person is like a lonely star in the sky, shining alone in the dark night.
Song Wen followed his eyes and saw that there were several small boxes on the dining car besides a few bottles of wine and two plates of cakes. At this time, there is a box half open, you can see, inside are rows of silver white things, like silver bullets, and like larger eyedrops bottles.
In an instant, Song Wen understood what the shop was selling and why the couple came here
It turns out that this sweet cake shop is not as clean as it seems.
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On Nansha Island, hundreds of miles away from Nancheng City, the sky gradually darkened and the rolling waves kept on.
In the luxurious room on the third floor of the happiness Hotel, the curtain has been pulled up.
Lu Siyu held the spoon in his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly with satisfaction. Then he turned to look at the things on the dining car, but his expression gradually froze.
Lu Siyu felt that there was no sugar in his body for a long time, and he was eager to appease his stomach. He picked up a small spoon and cut a little cake into his mouth. The sweet cake was made of fresh raw materials and melted in the mouth.
Under the illumination of the light, delicate desserts flash attractive light.
Amy saw the baker pushing things out and happily went to pick up the cart.
The baker put down the cakes one by one, then pushed the car to the Yajian where Chen Zui was.
There are all kinds of cakes they ordered on the dining car. It seems that they delivered them first.
At this time, the cake teacher pushed a dining car out from behind and explained to the girl: "the educational resources on the island are still limited. Ting'er has passed the primary school graduation examination and is studying junior high school by herself. Before, her parents were still discussing whether to send her out of the island to Xinchuan junior high school. But she's too young to be sent out for another year or two. "
Li ting'er looked up and said, "those primary school courses are too simple. I have passed the graduation exam."
They are regular customers of the cake shop, and they are obviously familiar with the little girl.
Amy was a little impatient waiting in the room. She was walking back and forth all the time. At this time, she came out of the room and looked at the girl's painting with her bow. "Ting'er, you have made progress in your painting, but have you finished your homework yet?"
Later, he lowered his voice. Song Wen's table was a little hard to hear. He saw the little girl nodding her head while she was drawing.
Mr. Su obviously liked the little girl very much. He held his glasses and continued to ask her, "I'll ask you..."
Song Wen and Lu Siyu understand that the girl may be the daughter of the shopkeeper, and the paintings on the wall may also be made by the girl. It's not hard for the people in the picture to guess that it should be the girl's dead father, her mother and the baker. The original portrait of four people is now one less.
The girl's answer is very polite, seems quiet, obedient and precocious.
The girl nodded: "my mother and I live here."
"Do you always live here?"
Li ting'er said, "I'm ten years old."
Teacher Su asked, "how old are you?"
The little girl raised her head and answered him in a childish voice, "my name is Li ting'er."
Teacher Su was immediately attracted by the girl's eyes. When the little girl sat aside, he went over, squatted down and asked, "little friend, what's your name?"
The girl went straight to a small vacant place beside the elegant room of the cake house, opened her chair and sat down. Then she opened the pocket of the table, took out the white paper and some colored pens, and began to draw.
The girl wore a white skirt and a pink long sleeve coat. She looked like a little angel.
Song Wen's eyes followed the little figure. He took a look and was fixed. It was a beautiful little girl, only about ten years old. She had a round face, big eyes and long dark hair. She was draped on her shoulders.
Suddenly, from the back kitchen, another little girl came out.
~_ ~Jamie: it's still raining, and the typhoon outside the window is whistling, but the little cake room is warm and peaceful.
Then, the two girls began to happily talk to Mr. Su about all kinds of seabirds they had seen before. Miss Su listened quietly, commenting from time to time, giving some suggestions to the students, or pointing out the mistakes in their statements. They have three restaurants, which are very busy.
Qiu Lan said: "I have also seen people say that it used to be a humble farmhouse. After he came here, he suggested that the boss renovate it and make it into a cake shop. Since then, the business here has gradually improved. Now, this shop is a must come punch in place for South shark Island."
Jiang Jiang nodded, "I checked the information. His name is Yang Ling. He turned out to be a pastry maker in a cake shop in Sichuan. He is very famous for making desserts. He didn't open a cake shop in the city, but he came here, which is also the luck of this shop. "
Qiu LAN and Jiang Jiang seem to have completely forgotten the fact that they found bones on the rocks before. Qiu LAN whispered: "I read the comments before and said that the baker is very famous."
The boss's wife takes care of the accounts, takes charge of the orders, and the baker makes cakes and meals. Today, there are few guests, so she can be very busy. If she has a few helpers, even if there are more guests, the shop can still operate normally.
If he didn't know in advance, Song Wen couldn't imagine that the man of the shop had just passed away, and the cake shop seemed to be running without any problems.The whole shop is warm and clean. The air is full of sweet cakes, like a candy house in a fairy tale.
There is another picture next to them. The picture still shows these people. Everyone is smiling. In their hands, they hold a balloon. The balloon floats high in the air, colorful
Lu Siyu also looked back with his eyes, and drew a birthday girl on their latest picture. The girl looks like a doll, with a big birthday cake in front of her. Beside the children, there are father, mother and a man. Everyone's face is full of warm smiles.
Lu Siyu sits on the sofa against the wall. Song Wen is very interested in some paintings on the wall. He stands up and looks at them carefully. It seems that the paintings are painted by children with colored pens, full of childlike fun.
The landlady went to get some cups, poured warm water for them, and then went to the back.
The man went to the kitchen, and several of them found a place to sit down. Song Wen and Lu Siyu sat at the same table, and two girls and the teacher sat at the next table.
After hearing this, the man put down his glass and said, "I'll be right behind." Then he politely said to the others, "just a moment, everyone. I'll get it ready for you."
The woman named Yan Min turned her eyebrows and walked back to the store. She put out the cigarette in the ashtray, pointed to the man beside her and said, "when you ask me about ordering, you have to urge him to serve."
Amy was a little impatient at this time. She went to the door of Yajian and called the woman, "Yan Min, please hurry what we ordered."
Several people ordered a good meal, now there is no net, can only use cash.
Lu Siyu hesitated and ordered the most expensive Royal cheese.
"Do you want it?" Song Wen asked Lu Siyu in a low voice, "on this island, let's make do with some food. I'm ready to go back and wait for you to make a big meal."
Qiu LAN is still hesitating, lying in front of the counter: "these cakes look good, I want to eat each." In the end, she ordered three kinds of cakes.
Mr. Su looked at the cakes and ordered a black forest.
Jiang Jiang said, "give me a red velvet, Miss Su. Would you like to try it?"
"When we come here, we have to punch in the cake." Qiu LAN blinked.
Say words, her a pair of eyes looked at the man of one side.
Holding a cigarette in one hand, the woman wrote down the meals and said to them, "are some of the guests new here? There are not many meals in the small shop, but the cakes are all made by the master in the shop. It's a special feature of our shop. You can have a taste of them. You can also tell us what you want to eat in the future. "
Song Wen ordered beef noodles and Lu Siyu ordered red stewed beef rice. The two girls and the teacher also ordered some less complicated meals.
Looking at women's skillful movements, this is obviously a smoker.
The white smoke was soon dispersed by the wind.
But the woman didn't care. She leaned against the door, lowered her head and held the cigarette in her mouth. Then she took out a lighter from the pocket on the right side of her coat, skillfully started the fire, lit the cigarette, and spit out a mouthful of white smoke towards the outside.
With that, the woman went to the door of the shop and took out a very thin cigarette. She opened the door half way, and the wind suddenly came in, and the rain also came in.
The woman said: "yes, it's really unfortunate. Today, affected by the typhoon, the assistant in the shop went home ahead of time. For a moment, there are only two of us in the shop. We're a little busy. There are fresh cakes in stock. Please think about it slowly."
There are only two people in such a big online store. It seems that there are a few people.
Qiu LAN and Jiang Jiang first stood in front of the pastry cabinet, looking at the colorful pastries inside. Teacher Su looked at the quiet shop and asked the woman, "are there only two of you here?"
Behind the man, a woman came out. She was in her thirties and had round apricot eyes. This woman has a round figure, her hair is a little messy, and her clothes are also slovenly. She shakes her body and goes to the dining card. She picks up the bookkeeping book and asks lazily, "what do you want?"
Now, in his good-looking hands, the man is holding a glass. He looks around the customers in the shop with his slender eyes, and then lowers his head to drink the water in the glass.
Seeing such a cake maker, Song Wen can imagine that he carefully made cakes with his hands when he was making noodles.
This man's hand is a point longer than Lu Si's, and his fingers are flexible and powerful. It looks very pleasing to the eye.
Because of painting, Song Wen likes to observe the details of the characters. He has met many people with good hands. Lu Siyu is one of them, but Lu Siyu is thinner and his hands are more bony.
At a glance, Song Wen found that the man's hands were very good-looking. His ten fingers were slender and his joints were clear.
Song Wen turned his head and saw that the man was about 30 years old. He had white skin, thin body, slender eyes and a smile on his mouth. He was dressed in a chef's white dress and looked like a baker in the shop.Several people had just put away their raincoats when they saw a man coming out from behind.
Jiang Jiang pulled Qiu LAN for a while and said in a very small voice, "you'll see what they ordered later, and you'll know naturally."
As she spoke, she looked back at Chen Zui and they looked at each other with a smile.
Amy thought about it and said, "red velvet is worth a taste. Other things, cheese and blueberries are also good. If you like simple food, the spaghetti here is very delicious. There are still some good ones waiting for you to dig. "
Qiu Lan said: "you said you came here to eat cake, so you must be a regular here, right? Do you have any recommendations? "
Amy greets them and explains, "we're bored in the afternoon, so we're here first. We've had dinner and we're waiting for dessert."
Lu Siyu frowned slightly. He had never seen such decoration in the cake shop, such a small independent room with dim light, which seemed to be unique in a bar.
With her voice, Song Wen looks back. It turns out that there are several elegant rooms like private rooms behind the hall. At this time, the door of the first room is open, and Amy and Chen Zui are sitting in it.
Song Wen is looking at the dining card on the wall, listening to Qiu LAN excited: "I said how did not see you, so you have already come?"
In the side glass cabinet, there are various pastry models. On the small blackboard behind the cash register, the price of some simple meals is written.
Although this place is on an island, it is well decorated. The whole outer hall is about 100 square meters. The table is white, surrounded by light pink and light blue sofas, and the walls are covered with square macaroni tiles. From the ceiling hanging down more than a dozen of chandeliers, at this time is on, just like the light of the stars.
As they entered, the clear doorbell rang.
There is a small sign outside the door, which says that in business, several people will push the door in.
Through the yard came to the door, you can see the red sign of the cake shop, as well as the bright lights.
The area of the cake shop is not small. There is a small yard outside. Due to the typhoon, some rattan chairs and sun umbrellas have been folded up and stacked in the yard. If it's a sunny day, you should be able to sit in the yard blowing the sea breeze and eating cakes.
The party went outside the hotel. Due to the approaching typhoon, the rain was heavy and small, and they were flying horizontally. Fortunately, this time, several people were ready to wear ponchos, and walked for about two minutes. In the rain, they came to the Eden cake shop tens of meters away from the hotel.
After listening to the good advice from the boss, several people answered.
After thinking about it, Wang added: "by the way, we can't see the news now. What I asked here is that the typhoon will officially pass here between 8:00 and 2:00 in the morning. Although we are very close to the cake shop, you'd better come back early after dinner."
Wang Bo, the owner of the B & B, came out of nowhere at this time and explained to them, "I'm sorry, the base station on this island is broken. I've just received a notice here. Someone has gone to check and repair it, but there is a typhoon behind. I don't know if I can recover before the typhoon. We have mahjong, chess and cards. We can also show movies. You can tell me what you need. "
Qiu Lan said: "it turns out that everyone is like this. I have restarted my mobile phone several times, thinking that I am in arrears."
Song Wen shook his head: "it's gone since I checked in."
Jiang Jiang had expected everything. Seeing Song Wen and Lu Siyu coming, he asked, "by the way, handsome guy, do you still have a signal on your mobile phone?"
Seeing them, Qiu Lan's eyes were a little straight. Maybe he didn't expect that these two people were in pairs.
By the time they got downstairs, the three teachers and students of the school had gathered by the sofa in the hall. It seemed that they were ready to go out for dinner.
They changed their clothes, put on their raincoats, and went down the curved stairs to the lobby of the hotel.
Lu Siyu sits on the bed, and Song Wen takes his clothes for him. He feels like he is taking care of the children and rubs his hair.
Song Wen nodded: "I have refreshed more than 1000 times." Then he went to the bedside and reached out to pull Lu Siyu out of the quilt.
Lu Siyu put the paper on the bedside table, blinked again, and asked him: "is there no signal on the mobile phone?"
When he saw it, Song Wen called Lu Si and said, "let's go. It's not raining much now. Let's go out for dinner."
The way of crime is also like a fingerprint. If you want to get close to Moby Dick, you need to know more about him. When they go back, they need to collect the files to summarize these cases.
Now they've finally decided that Moby Dick is behind the scenes.
The above are several robberies and murders planned by Moby Dick, most of which were not connected with 519 before.
Lu Siyu took it over and checked it. Song Wen sorted it out very carefully. ~_ ~Jamie Da xs63Song Wen looked at him and said, "when you sleep, it's quiet and beautiful. It's more efficient to work around you." Then he handed Lu Siyu a detailed record form.
Lu Siyu thought that his sleeping face had been seen for a long time, and said in a low voice, "you can watch it on the other side of the table."
Song Wendao: "for a while, it has been sorted out."
Lu Si language subconsciously covered his face with his hand and looked at Song Wen from his fingers: "how long have you been here?"
Watching him wake up, Song Wen looks at him with gentle eyes.
At about five o'clock, Lu Siyu finally woke up. He rubbed his eyes. Then he saw Song Wen sitting beside the bed with a pen and paper on the bedside table.
Song Wen knows how cruel the facts recorded in it are to Lu Siyu, a witness. It's like a knife stabbing at the heart. The knife sees blood.
He didn't want Lu Siyu to read this book more, or if he could read it less once, he would read it less once.
Song Wen promised to help him deal with all the things, which coaxed Lu Siyu to bed.
Lu Siyu got seasick on the boat today. After meeting Wu Hongyou, he kept thinking about the past. He stayed with Song Wen for a while in the afternoon, and then he felt a little feverish, but he could not rest assured of the diary left by Wu Hongyou, and wanted to shoot it again for archiving.
The outside world is noisy, but at this time everything seems to be cut off by the door and window. On this sparsely populated island, there are only two of them, warming each other
Those waves and tides, death and sadness seem to have faded.
It's madly addictive.
The undercurrent surging, Lu Si language just know, pain is also a kind of obsessive things, desire can make people linger.
He had never imagined such a moment in his life in the past.
Lu Si said "um..." In response, he said.
Song Wen then lowered his head, against his forehead: "Si language."
He called his name gently, and felt that his empty heart was finally filled with something. The temperature of the other side came from the overlapping palms of his fingers. He firmly grasped Song Wen's hand, and could still clearly hear the heartbeat of the other side in the wind and rain.
Lu Siyu closed his eyes and called him again: "wolf..."
"I'm here." Song Wen opened his mouth and put his cold fingertips in his mouth. ~_ ~Jamie Da xs63
"Song Wen." Lushi whispered the name. He reached out, stroked the man's hair, slid down his forehead and down his nose, and finally touched his lips.
Life and hope seem to bloom on his cold fingertips, where they are touched by flowing fire.
At this time, his side is no longer those cold bodies, incomplete viscera, those darkness, those tricks, but the opposite, hot, warm, love, the beauty of the world, which he did not dare to expect in the past.
Lu Siyu also looked at Song Wen. He came all the way from hell, penetrating the darkness and fog, and his feet were stained with bright red.
Under some dark lights, Song Wen looks at the landing Si Yu. He touches his delicate cheek with his hand. This person is like a lonely star in the sky, shining alone in the dark night.
Song Wen followed his eyes and saw that there were several small boxes on the dining car besides a few bottles of wine and two plates of cakes. At this time, there is a box half open, you can see, inside are rows of silver white things, like silver bullets, and like larger eyedrops bottles.
In an instant, Song Wen understood what the shop was selling and why the couple came here
It turns out that this sweet cake shop is not as clean as it seems.
On Nansha Island, hundreds of miles away from Nancheng City, the sky gradually darkened and the rolling waves kept on. In the luxurious room on the third floor of the happiness Hotel, the curtain has been pulled up. Lu Siyu held the spoon in his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly with satisfaction. Then he turned to look at the things on the dining car, but his expression gradually froze. Lu Siyu felt that there was no sugar in his body for a long time, and he was eager to appease his stomach. He picked up a small spoon and cut a little cake into his mouth. The sweet cake was made of fresh raw materials and melted in the mouth. Under the illumination of the light, delicate desserts flash attractive light. Amy saw the baker pushing things out and happily went to pick up the cart. The baker put down the cakes one by one, then pushed the car to the Yajian where Chen Zui was. There are all kinds of cakes they ordered on the dining car. It seems that they delivered them first. At this time, the cake teacher pushed a dining car out from behind and explained to the girl: "the educational resources on the island are still limited. Ting'er has passed the primary school graduation examination and is studying junior high school by herself. Before, her parents were still discussing whether to send her out of the island to Xinchuan junior high school. But she's too young to be sent out for another year or two. " Li ting'er looked up and said, "those primary school courses are too simple. I have passed the graduation exam." They are regular customers of the cake shop, and they are obviously familiar with the little girl. Amy was a little impatient waiting in the room. She was walking back and forth all the time. At this time, she came out of the room and looked at the girl's painting with her bow. "Ting'er, you have made progress in your painting, but have you finished your homework yet?" Later, he lowered his voice. Song Wen's table was a little hard to hear. He saw the little girl nodding her head while she was drawing. Mr. Su obviously liked the little girl very much. He held his glasses and continued to ask her, "I'll ask you..." Song Wen and Lu Siyu understand that the girl may be the daughter of the shopkeeper, and the paintings on the wall may also be made by the girl. It's not hard for the people in the picture to guess that it should be the girl's dead father, her mother and the baker. The original portrait of four people is now one less. The girl's answer is very polite, seems quiet, obedient and precocious. The girl nodded: "my mother and I live here." "Do you always live here?" Li ting'er said, "I'm ten years old." Teacher Su asked, "how old are you?" The little girl raised her head and answered him in a childish voice, "my name is Li ting'er." Teacher Su was immediately attracted by the girl's eyes. When the little girl sat aside, he went over, squatted down and asked, "little friend, what's your name?" The girl went straight to a small vacant place beside the elegant room of the cake house, opened her chair and sat down. Then she opened the pocket of the table, took out the white paper and some colored pens, and began to draw. The girl wore a white skirt and a pink long sleeve coat. She looked like a little angel. Song Wen's eyes followed the little figure. He took a look and was fixed. It was a beautiful little girl, only about ten years old. She had a round face, big eyes and long dark hair. She was draped on her shoulders. Suddenly, from the back kitchen, another little girl came out. ~_ ~Jamie: it's still raining, and the typhoon outside the window is whistling, but the little cake room is warm and peaceful. Then, the two girls began to happily talk to Mr. Su about all kinds of seabirds they had seen before. Miss Su listened quietly, commenting from time to time, giving some suggestions to the students, or pointing out the mistakes in their statements. They have three restaurants, which are very busy. Qiu Lan said: "I have also seen people say that it used to be a humble farmhouse. After he came here, he suggested that the boss renovate it and make it into a cake shop. Since then, the business here has gradually improved. Now, this shop is a must come punch in place for South shark Island." Jiang Jiang nodded, "I checked the information. His name is Yang Ling. He turned out to be a pastry maker in a cake shop in Sichuan. He is very famous for making desserts. He didn't open a cake shop in the city, but he came here, which is also the luck of this shop. " Qiu LAN and Jiang Jiang seem to have completely forgotten the fact that they found bones on the rocks before. Qiu LAN whispered: "I read the comments before and said that the baker is very famous." The boss's wife takes care of the accounts, takes charge of the orders, and the baker makes cakes and meals. Today, there are few guests, so she can be very busy. If she has a few helpers, even if there are more guests, the shop can still operate normally. If he didn't know in advance, Song Wen couldn't imagine that the man of the shop had just passed away, and the cake shop seemed to be running without any problems.The whole shop is warm and clean. The air is full of sweet cakes, like a candy house in a fairy tale. There is another picture next to them. The picture still shows these people. Everyone is smiling. In their hands, they hold a balloon. The balloon floats high in the air, colorful Lu Siyu also looked back with his eyes, and drew a birthday girl on their latest picture. The girl looks like a doll, with a big birthday cake in front of her. Beside the children, there are father, mother and a man. Everyone's face is full of warm smiles. Lu Siyu sits on the sofa against the wall. Song Wen is very interested in some paintings on the wall. He stands up and looks at them carefully. It seems that the paintings are painted by children with colored pens, full of childlike fun. The landlady went to get some cups, poured warm water for them, and then went to the back. The man went to the kitchen, and several of them found a place to sit down. Song Wen and Lu Siyu sat at the same table, and two girls and the teacher sat at the next table. After hearing this, the man put down his glass and said, "I'll be right behind." Then he politely said to the others, "just a moment, everyone. I'll get it ready for you." The woman named Yan Min turned her eyebrows and walked back to the store. She put out the cigarette in the ashtray, pointed to the man beside her and said, "when you ask me about ordering, you have to urge him to serve." Amy was a little impatient at this time. She went to the door of Yajian and called the woman, "Yan Min, please hurry what we ordered." Several people ordered a good meal, now there is no net, can only use cash. Lu Siyu hesitated and ordered the most expensive Royal cheese. "Do you want it?" Song Wen asked Lu Siyu in a low voice, "on this island, let's make do with some food. I'm ready to go back and wait for you to make a big meal." Qiu LAN is still hesitating, lying in front of the counter: "these cakes look good, I want to eat each." In the end, she ordered three kinds of cakes. Mr. Su looked at the cakes and ordered a black forest. Jiang Jiang said, "give me a red velvet, Miss Su. Would you like to try it?" "When we come here, we have to punch in the cake." Qiu LAN blinked. Say words, her a pair of eyes looked at the man of one side. Holding a cigarette in one hand, the woman wrote down the meals and said to them, "are some of the guests new here? There are not many meals in the small shop, but the cakes are all made by the master in the shop. It's a special feature of our shop. You can have a taste of them. You can also tell us what you want to eat in the future. " Song Wen ordered beef noodles and Lu Siyu ordered red stewed beef rice. The two girls and the teacher also ordered some less complicated meals. Looking at women's skillful movements, this is obviously a smoker. The white smoke was soon dispersed by the wind. But the woman didn't care. She leaned against the door, lowered her head and held the cigarette in her mouth. Then she took out a lighter from the pocket on the right side of her coat, skillfully started the fire, lit the cigarette, and spit out a mouthful of white smoke towards the outside. With that, the woman went to the door of the shop and took out a very thin cigarette. She opened the door half way, and the wind suddenly came in, and the rain also came in. The woman said: "yes, it's really unfortunate. Today, affected by the typhoon, the assistant in the shop went home ahead of time. For a moment, there are only two of us in the shop. We're a little busy. There are fresh cakes in stock. Please think about it slowly." There are only two people in such a big online store. It seems that there are a few people. Qiu LAN and Jiang Jiang first stood in front of the pastry cabinet, looking at the colorful pastries inside. Teacher Su looked at the quiet shop and asked the woman, "are there only two of you here?" Behind the man, a woman came out. She was in her thirties and had round apricot eyes. This woman has a round figure, her hair is a little messy, and her clothes are also slovenly. She shakes her body and goes to the dining card. She picks up the bookkeeping book and asks lazily, "what do you want?" Now, in his good-looking hands, the man is holding a glass. He looks around the customers in the shop with his slender eyes, and then lowers his head to drink the water in the glass. Seeing such a cake maker, Song Wen can imagine that he carefully made cakes with his hands when he was making noodles. This man's hand is a point longer than Lu Si's, and his fingers are flexible and powerful. It looks very pleasing to the eye. Because of painting, Song Wen likes to observe the details of the characters. He has met many people with good hands. Lu Siyu is one of them, but Lu Siyu is thinner and his hands are more bony. At a glance, Song Wen found that the man's hands were very good-looking. His ten fingers were slender and his joints were clear. Song Wen turned his head and saw that the man was about 30 years old. He had white skin, thin body, slender eyes and a smile on his mouth. He was dressed in a chef's white dress and looked like a baker in the shop.Several people had just put away their raincoats when they saw a man coming out from behind. Jiang Jiang pulled Qiu LAN for a while and said in a very small voice, "you'll see what they ordered later, and you'll know naturally." As she spoke, she looked back at Chen Zui and they looked at each other with a smile. Amy thought about it and said, "red velvet is worth a taste. Other things, cheese and blueberries are also good. If you like simple food, the spaghetti here is very delicious. There are still some good ones waiting for you to dig. " Qiu Lan said: "you said you came here to eat cake, so you must be a regular here, right? Do you have any recommendations? " Amy greets them and explains, "we're bored in the afternoon, so we're here first. We've had dinner and we're waiting for dessert." Lu Siyu frowned slightly. He had never seen such decoration in the cake shop, such a small independent room with dim light, which seemed to be unique in a bar. With her voice, Song Wen looks back. It turns out that there are several elegant rooms like private rooms behind the hall. At this time, the door of the first room is open, and Amy and Chen Zui are sitting in it. Song Wen is looking at the dining card on the wall, listening to Qiu LAN excited: "I said how did not see you, so you have already come?" In the side glass cabinet, there are various pastry models. On the small blackboard behind the cash register, the price of some simple meals is written. Although this place is on an island, it is well decorated. The whole outer hall is about 100 square meters. The table is white, surrounded by light pink and light blue sofas, and the walls are covered with square macaroni tiles. From the ceiling hanging down more than a dozen of chandeliers, at this time is on, just like the light of the stars. As they entered, the clear doorbell rang. There is a small sign outside the door, which says that in business, several people will push the door in. Through the yard came to the door, you can see the red sign of the cake shop, as well as the bright lights. The area of the cake shop is not small. There is a small yard outside. Due to the typhoon, some rattan chairs and sun umbrellas have been folded up and stacked in the yard. If it's a sunny day, you should be able to sit in the yard blowing the sea breeze and eating cakes. The party went outside the hotel. Due to the approaching typhoon, the rain was heavy and small, and they were flying horizontally. Fortunately, this time, several people were ready to wear ponchos, and walked for about two minutes. In the rain, they came to the Eden cake shop tens of meters away from the hotel. After listening to the good advice from the boss, several people answered. After thinking about it, Wang added: "by the way, we can't see the news now. What I asked here is that the typhoon will officially pass here between 8:00 and 2:00 in the morning. Although we are very close to the cake shop, you'd better come back early after dinner." Wang Bo, the owner of the B & B, came out of nowhere at this time and explained to them, "I'm sorry, the base station on this island is broken. I've just received a notice here. Someone has gone to check and repair it, but there is a typhoon behind. I don't know if I can recover before the typhoon. We have mahjong, chess and cards. We can also show movies. You can tell me what you need. " Qiu Lan said: "it turns out that everyone is like this. I have restarted my mobile phone several times, thinking that I am in arrears." Song Wen shook his head: "it's gone since I checked in." Jiang Jiang had expected everything. Seeing Song Wen and Lu Siyu coming, he asked, "by the way, handsome guy, do you still have a signal on your mobile phone?" Seeing them, Qiu Lan's eyes were a little straight. Maybe he didn't expect that these two people were in pairs. By the time they got downstairs, the three teachers and students of the school had gathered by the sofa in the hall. It seemed that they were ready to go out for dinner. They changed their clothes, put on their raincoats, and went down the curved stairs to the lobby of the hotel. Lu Siyu sits on the bed, and Song Wen takes his clothes for him. He feels like he is taking care of the children and rubs his hair. Song Wen nodded: "I have refreshed more than 1000 times." Then he went to the bedside and reached out to pull Lu Siyu out of the quilt. Lu Siyu put the paper on the bedside table, blinked again, and asked him: "is there no signal on the mobile phone?" When he saw it, Song Wen called Lu Si and said, "let's go. It's not raining much now. Let's go out for dinner." The way of crime is also like a fingerprint. If you want to get close to Moby Dick, you need to know more about him. When they go back, they need to collect the files to summarize these cases. Now they've finally decided that Moby Dick is behind the scenes. The above are several robberies and murders planned by Moby Dick, most of which were not connected with 519 before. Lu Siyu took it over and checked it. Song Wen sorted it out very carefully. ~_ ~Jamie Da xs63Song Wen looked at him and said, "when you sleep, it's quiet and beautiful. It's more efficient to work around you." Then he handed Lu Siyu a detailed record form. Lu Siyu thought that his sleeping face had been seen for a long time, and said in a low voice, "you can watch it on the other side of the table." Song Wendao: "for a while, it has been sorted out." Lu Si language subconsciously covered his face with his hand and looked at Song Wen from his fingers: "how long have you been here?" Watching him wake up, Song Wen looks at him with gentle eyes. At about five o'clock, Lu Siyu finally woke up. He rubbed his eyes. Then he saw Song Wen sitting beside the bed with a pen and paper on the bedside table. Song Wen knows how cruel the facts recorded in it are to Lu Siyu, a witness. It's like a knife stabbing at the heart. The knife sees blood. He didn't want Lu Siyu to read this book more, or if he could read it less once, he would read it less once. Song Wen promised to help him deal with all the things, which coaxed Lu Siyu to bed. Lu Siyu got seasick on the boat today. After meeting Wu Hongyou, he kept thinking about the past. He stayed with Song Wen for a while in the afternoon, and then he felt a little feverish, but he could not rest assured of the diary left by Wu Hongyou, and wanted to shoot it again for archiving. The outside world is noisy, but at this time everything seems to be cut off by the door and window. On this sparsely populated island, there are only two of them, warming each other Those waves and tides, death and sadness seem to have faded. It's madly addictive. The undercurrent surging, Lu Si language just know, pain is also a kind of obsessive things, desire can make people linger. He had never imagined such a moment in his life in the past. Lu Si said "um..." In response, he said. Song Wen then lowered his head, against his forehead: "Si language." He called his name gently, and felt that his empty heart was finally filled with something. The temperature of the other side came from the overlapping palms of his fingers. He firmly grasped Song Wen's hand, and could still clearly hear the heartbeat of the other side in the wind and rain. Lu Siyu closed his eyes and called him again: "wolf..." "I'm here." Song Wen opened his mouth and put his cold fingertips in his mouth. ~_ ~Jamie Da xs63 "Song Wen." Lushi whispered the name. He reached out, stroked the man's hair, slid down his forehead and down his nose, and finally touched his lips. Life and hope seem to bloom on his cold fingertips, where they are touched by flowing fire. At this time, his side is no longer those cold bodies, incomplete viscera, those darkness, those tricks, but the opposite, hot, warm, love, the beauty of the world, which he did not dare to expect in the past. Lu Siyu also looked at Song Wen. He came all the way from hell, penetrating the darkness and fog, and his feet were stained with bright red. Under some dark lights, Song Wen looks at the landing Si Yu. He touches his delicate cheek with his hand. This person is like a lonely star in the sky, shining alone in the dark night. Song Wen followed his eyes and saw that there were several small boxes on the dining car besides a few bottles of wine and two plates of cakes. At this time, there is a box half open, you can see, inside are rows of silver white things, like silver bullets, and like larger eyedrops bottles. In an instant, Song Wen understood what the shop was selling and why the couple came here It turns out that this sweet cake shop is not as clean as it seems.
