Red Moon Returns

Lin Qi was filled with anxiety.

The sun was already setting in the west, it was evening, and dinner was already on the table.

The dinner was actually quite sumptuous.

The main dish was fresh lamb shank. Mrs. Maggie specially went to the butcher shop in the Crown District a few kilometers away to buy it. Such fresh and fine lamb was not available in slums like the King District.

Lynch took a look while cooking. The most tender mutton was simmered with freshly opened ordinary red wine for an hour. Then he added small pieces of radish and potatoes and watched the thick soup bubble out thinly on the fire. Bubbles, brown meat, red radishes, yellow potatoes, large chunks of ingredients are floating in the churning soup.

As the liquid surface churns, a strong aroma hits the face, and along with the sound of the soup boiling, those who smell it and hear it unconsciously think of the delicate, mellow, soft and chewy texture of mutton.

Also bought from the Crown District are freshly baked soft bread from Vic Bakery, paired with the freshest seasonal vegetables from Charles Square at the door. For ordinary families, this is a luxury that they would not even consider during the holidays. .

But Lynch is still a little uneasy because he accidentally invited Miss Valente to dinner.

After discussing the case in the afternoon, they decided to go to the Black Cat Theater after dinner to further sort out the information. Then Lynch subconsciously asked casually if he wanted to have dinner together that evening. If so, he would go and talk to Mrs. Maggie and make more preparations.

This was quite normal. When he first moved here, Officer Natalie came to have dinner. During this time, he was at home to nurse his legs. The woman came here almost every day to eat and drink, which made Lynch dare not get angry. I dare not say anything. So Lynch asked casually, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

This countess is from a noble family. Every item she takes out is a special item without a brand. When she comes to the Rhine, she has to be accompanied by five or six servants. Is it really appropriate to leave such a person at home for dinner? ?

Lin Qi didn't know either, he just sent out the invitation suddenly with a sudden twitch in his mind. Then I remembered the behavior of the nobles I saw at the cocktail party last night.

In particular, Princess Chloe looked arrogant and domineering, as if she were superior to others. They were both nobles, and Lynch was worried that Miss Valente would show the same attitude towards Mrs. Maggie and little Martha during the dinner.

That would be very unpleasant, and he didn't want to hurt Mrs. Maggie and little Martha.

But the invitation has been sent out, and the key is, this girl actually agreed.

Don't you have a dedicated chef on call 24 hours a day? Why did you agree to a civilian invitation just casually? You are so active in eating at the homes of common people, how about your aristocratic reserve?

But now that the matter was over, no matter how uneasy Lin Qi was, he could only force himself to start dinner.

The food was indeed delicious, especially the lamb, which lived up to Mrs. Maggie's journey of more than half an hour, but Lynch was tasteless and his attention was always focused on the three ladies.

The two blond ladies, one big and one small, didn't know the identity of this beautiful stranger. They only knew that he was a person with status. In the words of little Martha, he was the people outside.

I wonder if it was for this reason that the two ladies were vaguely hostile to Miss Valente at the beginning, especially little Martha, who looked at Miss Valente with a look that seemed to bite, and Lynch was not nice. He beat her in front of the noble lady, and had to threaten her with his eyes from time to time, but this made the little guy's eyes become more vicious.

But soon, Lynch felt relieved, and the attitudes of the two women also softened significantly.

Because Miss Valente actually ate very well, not only did she not dislike the ingredients, tableware, tables and chairs, but she even added a bowl of soup.

Girl, you are really here to make a living.

Seeing Miss Valente's secretly mischievous look, Lynch suddenly smiled.

He realized that this girl might have noticed his worry a long time ago, but she just suppressed it and deliberately made him worry. Lin Qi was so angry that he flew into a rage and picked up another piece of bread on the spot.

It can only be said that if the nobles are willing, their methods of dealing with things are simply not something that ordinary people can handle. In just one meal, the landlady and little Martha already have a good impression of Miss Valente. Little Martha even took the initiative to invite this lady. 'Outsiders' often came to play at home, and Lynch was so frightened that she quickly drove her away.

There is a big gap in living habits. Others are willing to adapt to your habits because they are well-educated. It is not right for you to take other people's kindness for granted. You should also control some things properly, and it is better to get used to it slowly.

The first time she reasoned with this little thing, little Martha seemed to understand but still nodded vigorously and hid in the kitchen with her mother.

"Don't get me wrong. A princess like Chloe is very much a businessman and is closer to the nouveau riche. You can't imagine all nobles to be like her."

After leaving Apartment 221, the two of them did not say any polite words such as thank you, but just smiled tacitly. Miss Valente explained softly:

"Showing off wealth in front of the poor, showing off health in front of the sick, showing off strength in front of the weak, the real medieval aristocrats disdain to do such uncultured things. Some people say this is the unique arrogance of the nobility, but I I feel that even if it is arrogance, it is the kind of arrogance that most people would like to see, and it is the kind of arrogance that is worth upholding.”

"So..." Lin Qi looked at her with a very sinister look, "You really did it on purpose, right?"

"Hee, who made you worry that I would do something rude." Miss Valente walked briskly with her hands behind her back, turned around and showed a clean smile, "I have been a guest at your house, which means we are already friends. Next time it will be your turn to visit my house. Hehe, it would be too rude to refuse now."

Oops, I was fooled. This noble lady is so cunning.

Lin Qi looked at the cunning and happy smile in front of him, like a jungle fairy, and was a little fascinated for a while.

"Ahem!"

Hiss, you are a bad old man.

Awakened by the vigilant old butler Louis, Lin Qi looked at the pistol in the old man's clothes and decided not to argue with him.

Just now, Lin Qi wanted to invite the old butler into the house. Even if he didn't eat according to the rules, he could rest in the living room, but he was rejected by the old butler on the grounds of watching the carriage. It sounded as if the carriage would be lost if he turned his eyes away. Hmm... But thinking about the security in the King District, Lynch said nothing. He handed the bread he brought out to the old butler who had been waiting for an afternoon, raised his hat and nodded to the old man, and then followed Miss Valente into the carriage.

It was still a little early in June in the Rhine. Just at seven o'clock, the street lights were already on, and the crimson moon also appeared from the horizon.

At the entrance of the Black Cat Theater in the Crown District, there were more and more vehicles, and gentlemen and ladies in elegant clothes were gathering from all directions of the city.

Today was not a social day. The two did not show off as usual, but drove the carriage directly to the entrance of the theater. Lynch jumped out of the car first, fulfilled his gentleman's responsibility, and helped Miss Valente get out of the carriage.

However, just as he stood at the door, the theater manager who had met once appeared in front of him.

Still wearing the distinctive yellow robe, he kept his head down, with the hood pulled up to cover his face, only two green vertical pupils, scanning the faces of Lynch and Valente from under the hood.

"Ms. Countess Valente, Mr. Lynch Leviev, please..."

Lynch was just halfway through his words when he suddenly smelled a strong fishy smell coming from behind him.

The yellow-robed theater manager, who had been lowering his head before, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the fishy smell.

At the same time, Lynch felt a strange and dangerous breath approaching rapidly from behind.

What is it?

Lynch turned around suddenly, reached into his lapel with his right hand and grabbed the pistol, looking behind him.