The Feasibility of Opening a Tivat Detective Agency in Tokyo [Sogenshin]

A group of people went to Poirot Cafe in a mighty way. There were not many customers in Poirot Cafe today, only a few scattered two.

The blond girl pushed open the door of Poirot's Cafe and coughed softly.

Paimon, who was floating beside her, immediately understood and shouted: "Hey, little thief inside, listen up, your master..."

"puff--"

The customer who was drinking coffee couldn't help but start coughing and laughing.

Coral Palace Xinhai hugged Paimon and blocked its mouth: "Sorry, this is the machine aifz030 of our detective agency, it was originally artificial intelligence..."

The pink-haired girl sighed softly: "It looks like it's artificially retarded, I'm really sorry."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the white creature in the girl's arms was twisting and struggling, whimpering.

It's a pity that due to the difference in size, Paimon didn't break free, it stopped struggling, and leaned back as if accepting its fate, paralyzed in the arms of Coral Palace Xinhai.

……

Ying nodded, agreeing with Coral Palace Xinhai's statement, she took out a letter from her pocket.

He solemnly handed both hands to Toru Amuro who didn't know why. The blond man took the envelope in doubt. He opened the seal and pulled out a half-folded letter paper from inside.

The handwriting inside is so strong that the back of the paper is so strong that you can see a lot of blurred writing inside before you open it.

Was Toru Amuro recalling that he knew this blonde girl, or did someone he knew know her?

But after thinking about it, I can only think of one person. I know him, and she should know me too. The blond man silently raised his head and looked at Dadalia who was standing aside.

Standing among a group of women, Dadalia, who is a full 1.8 meters tall, looks even taller and can be seen at a glance.

He raised his eyebrows, because the president was present and couldn't communicate with his peers openly, he just looked at the envelope in Toru Amuro's hand to give a hint.

In fact, to be honest, he didn't know when the president of his family wrote the letter.

The folded letter paper was opened, and the blond man looked carefully at the contents.

Toru Amuro?

The general content reads that the new chef of the Tivat Detective Agency's coffee shop hopes to compete with the new chef of your coffee shop.

Simply put, it is a cooking competition, and the opponent has its own judges.

It's okay, but the opening remarks of Pymon look too much like a gangster (?) who came to smash the scene.

It's all Paimon's fault

"Sorry, I can't decide this personally, I need to ask the boss." Toru Amuro expressed apologetically that he couldn't decide this kind of thing alone.

"We were the ones who were abrupt. If the boss disagrees, it's fine. I'm sorry to cause you trouble." The pink-haired girl smiled softly, but she was not worried that the boss would not agree.

Toru Amuro smiled apologetically at everyone, turned around and went to the back kitchen to ask the boss if it was okay.

……

5 minutes later

The members of the Tivat Detective Agency took their seats in the Poirot Cafe one after another, and only the members of the agency took up more than half of the seats.

Soon Toru Amuro came out from the back kitchen with a delicate expression on his face. Just now the boss said that he can compete in the cafe, and told him to use the ingredients in the cafe as he pleases.

The boss's desire to win seemed to be aroused. Thinking of this, he said to Ying: "The boss has agreed that the competition can be held in the coffee shop, and all the ingredients in the back kitchen can be used."

"I don't know who is the new chef in your agency?" The personnel changes of the opposite detective agency are also within his scope of investigation.

So he knew very well that one of the new members who appeared recently was the real KGB Dadalia, and a strange light-blond man in a long white trench coat.

In Amuro Toru's perception, that strange light blond man was more likely.

KGB training should not include cooking skills. As a policeman, he cooks delicious food because of his talent. It can't be so coincidental that the guy opposite is also a talented player.

While Toru Amuro was thinking about various analysis, the blond girl came over with a man he didn't want to see.

Two undercover agents, one from the KGB, and one from the Japanese public security are so weird about what they think about cooking...

"It's him..." The blond girl pushed Dadalia who was pulling over to Toru Amuro who was standing opposite.

"Hmm...Come on!" After thinking for a while, Ying said a word of encouragement to Dadalia who was about to enter the kitchen.

……

"It turns out that you are the new chef at the coffee shop across the street. When I told you why, they just didn't recruit anyone."

The back kitchen is now empty, except for the ingredients, there are only the two of them standing here.

It's always a little awkward for two intelligence officers to look at each other silently here.Especially when the other party knows that you are here to fight terrorism.

"Hahaha, my friend, it's a matter of luck." In order not to be embarrassed, Dadalia had no choice but to follow the topic of Toru Amuro.

But when he held back his embarrassment and finished speaking, he always felt that the embarrassment in the air was a little thicker.

"Uh……"

"Let's cook."

"My friend, I won't let you down. This is also a battle!" Dadalia immediately ignited his fighting spirit. For him, no battle can be let down, and cooking is the same.

……

The two were busy preparing the meals for the competition, and the people outside were not idle.

They are discussing what scale to use when grading.

"I think it's better to vote, choose one of the two, and choose the one you like."

"The ten-point system is more rigorous. Even the one you like more should list the scores in detail." The light-blond man said.

He prefers a more rigorous scoring method. Even the food he likes is different. The scoring system can better distinguish which dish is more popular.

"However, if there is a scoring system, there may be a situation of equal scores." Coral Palace Xinhai expressed a different opinion. She believes that compared with whether the scores are accurate, deciding the winner is the most important thing.

"The five of us judges cannot abstain from voting. The result of the vote is bound to be impossible to tie the vote. I still think the voting system is better..." The pink-haired girl gently glanced at the surrounding crowd, "What do you think? A show of hands to vote?"

"Let's vote with a show of hands, please raise your hand if you agree with the voting system." Ying nodded, thinking that it would be better to be more democratic, and she decided to let everyone vote on which scoring mechanism to use.

Palms raised in twos and threes, with some strange things mixed in them.

"Akutagawa, Rashomon raises his hand to no avail, put it down." Akutagawa Ryunosuke caught cheating with a blank face.

The white Rashomon was stubbornly held in the air.

Coral Palace Xinhai laughed and said: "Let's put it down, even if we don't count Rashomon, our votes are enough."

The white sharp blade shrank back in an instant, and the white coat on Ryunosuke Akutagawa's body did not have a trace, as if nothing had happened just now.

The word # popped up on the forehead of the blond girl. This iron baby was beaten by lack of society. She decided to explain to Xinhai and let Ryunosuke Akutagawa double his homework today.

"Then let's use the voting system." Ying glanced at Abedo, whose expression had not changed, not sure whether he was indifferent or holding grudges.

But most likely it doesn't matter, his enthusiasm for experiments is much higher than the current cooking competition.

……

An hour later, everyone waited for a long time. Except for a few quiet people who closed their eyes and rested their minds, the rest were discussing the latest news in low voices.

The Akutagawa brothers and sisters were pulled by Coral Palace Xinhai, and forced to join the chat. Originally, the two were not good at chatting, but fortunately they met a good teacher.

She really broke her heart for these two problem children, Akutagawa Yin is better, she is just taciturn, and her thinking logic can't see the big problem.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke has only a little problem with his thinking logic when it comes to matters that have nothing to do with Coral Palace Xinkai.

But the question about the teacher is a big problem. For example, the way of thinking in the show of hands just now is very strange.

So in order to get rid of this problem, as well as the problem of not being able to speak human language when meeting people, she took her two siblings to chat with passers-by yesterday.

The effect is not bad, at least Akutagawa Ryunosuke won't be open in the street.

The rest will change little by little by integrating into the big family of the detective agency.

"So, Akutagawa doubled his medical assignments today."

"Disrespect to the president!" Ying looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa with condemning eyes.

The young man with a sick face just wanted to say something, but he held back under the disapproving gaze of Coral Palace Xinhai.

"Yes, I will remember it."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's face was serious, and his eyes were firm as if he was going to die generously.

fluorescent:……

"What did you say to him?" The blond girl turned her head to look at Coral Palace Xinhai, expressing her meaning silently.

"No, he just hasn't passed the basic medical exam..." The pink-haired girl also made eye contact.

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Ying's big eyes were full of doubts, and before she could ask in detail how Coral Palace Xinhai raised her children, a hearty male voice came, calling everyone to have dinner together.

"It's ready, it's divided into a taster version for the judges, and a lunch for everyone."

Dadalia and Toru Amuro went back and forth several times and brought all the meals to the table.

The five judges sat in a row and looked at the dazzling array of food in front of them. At least from the appearance, they were delicious.

"Then Xiaolan will start first."

"Thank you, then I'll start."

Mao Lilan picked up a piece of grilled meat in front of him. The meat was delicate and the roasting time was just right, and the marinated taste was also very good.

This is a Russian secret barbecue made by Dadalia. It tastes different but not bad.

But soon, Mao Lilan was attracted by the Maofan on the other side, which was shaped like a cat's head.

She likes plush and cats very much, and she really can't refuse this kind of meal.

The entanglement only lasted for a short while, she exhaled and said: "I like this cat rice more, it looks beautiful and tastes good, I will vote for the cat rice made by Brother Amuro."

"Okay, Toru Amuro got one vote, leading temporarily!" Paimon was in charge of counting, and it flipped the counting card representing Toru Amuro to 1.

At the same time several other judges were tasting the food.

"I still prefer grilled steaks. I vote for Dadalia."

"Okay! Now the score is tied! Thank you, Mr. Abedo, for your support... What do the rest of the judges say? Which chef can win, let us continue to pay attention to Pimmons broadcast!"

While counting the cards, Paimon performed a show of what a professional host is.

"Toru Amuro, the cake is not bad." Lei Movie didn't say much, and his indifferent expression didn't show how much he liked the cake.But the light in her eyes was obviously brighter.

This cake is in the shape of bellflower, which is very similar to the accessories on her body. The purple light purple powder used in the color matching can be said to be very careful.

Coupled with Thor's fondness for sweets, it's not surprising that he voted for Amuro.

Raytheon: This cake is good, open Poirot Café to my Pure Land (cross out)

"Ah! Our God of Thunder... Master Raiden actually supported the people in the coffee shop next door! Come on, Dadalia, you still have a chance!"

"Xinhai, Master Xinhai, who do you want to vote for?"

Paimon anxiously circled the Coral Palace Xinhai twice, and the corners of Coral Palace Xinhai twitched at its exaggerated words.

According to her bad taste, of course she voted for Dadalia, the score was tied again, and Ying faced the final Shura field.

but……

The pink-haired girl stared at the plate of grilled fish on the table.

The grilled fish on the table exudes a strong fragrance, and the delicate meat is sprinkled with a lot of spices. It looks beautiful, right?

However, the food she hates most in Coral Palace Xinhai is fish, as long as it is made of fish, she hates it.

"Toru Amuro's desserts are very good, sorry, my taste is lighter, I don't like big fish and big meat."

The word "fish" was pronounced in Coral Palace Xinhai's mouth with a heavy bite, and anyone with a normal emotional intelligence would probably know that she doesn't like fish anymore.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was sitting on the side listening carefully to his teacher's speech, had a flash of inspiration, and his sixth sense, which was insensitive to other matters, suddenly became sensitive.

He realized that his teacher doesn't like fish, so he will avoid all fish dishes in the future.

And I will tell my sister later that the cafe will stop buying fish ingredients.

"Oh my god, has the result of the competition already come out? It's Miss Coral Palace Xinhai's final decision. The five judges who were specially prepared seem to be useless... woo woo woo woo woo!"

Paimon was dragged from the sky by the black-faced fifth judge, and his mouth was covered again.

The fifth judge, Ying, said calmly, "I still prefer potato pancakes, and my vote is for Dadalia."

After finishing speaking, the blond girl let go of Paimon in her arms.

"Ahem, is this a consolation prize?" Under Ying's stare, it corrected itself, "Congratulations to Toru Amuro for winning this competition!"