[Comprehensive] delicious superhero

Having been roommates with Holmes for so many years, Watson thought he knew him better than anyone else.

So when Watson comes back from the bathroom and sees the harmonious scene of Holmes and Dick sitting together in a friendly way, cheerfully teasing some idiots in the police force, there is a very strong sense of unreality in his heart.

Is this still the Sherlock Holmes I know?

Obviously a few minutes ago, when they first met each other, Holmes was still on the defensive, and asked Dick very sharply how it felt to be a trapeze.

Dick's expression at that time was beyond Watson's expectation. It was both shock and relief, and a little bit of surprise and excitement, which made him even more confused.

The night before, because Sherlock Holmes had been wandering around the hotel room, muttering that Dick was by no means an ordinary police detective, Barabara, Watson also did some homework, knowing that Dick grew up in a circus when he was a child, and was later killed by his brother. Tan Jufu adopted, but that's all.

Although he has been under the influence of Sherlock Holmes for so long, Watson does not have his talent after all. He cannot see the true thoughts deep in his heart through a small shift of other people's eyes, let alone pull out his true thoughts through Dick growing up in the circus. Another big secret.

Therefore, Watson could only hold the hot milk tea just brought by the waiter, lean on the railing of the stairs, and watch Holmes and Dick's fast-growing friendship in a daze.

It's still early, and the restaurant hasn't even started selling breakfast, but more than half of the vacant seats on the first and second floors are already filled with customers who want to grab limited dishes. It can be said that foodies are really fighting hard to eat.

Although it has not officially opened yet, Li Han has a delicate mind and the service of the restaurant has always been appropriate. He will never let the early morning customers sit in the restaurant hungry and wait.

At this moment, the waiters are pushing the food delivery trolleys, distributing free hot drinks and appetizing snacks to the customers, which is also the tradition of [Superhero Theme Restaurant].

Even the free snacks and milk tea, no matter the ingredients, production, or even the presentation, are exactly the same as the dishes at normal meals, and there is no perfunctory intention.

The most powerful thing is that Watson observed the front, back, left, and right sides, and found that everyone got different food.

For example, Watson got milk tea and cute strawberry Daifuku, while the next table got almond milk and bagels sprinkled with pecans.

As for Holmes, he was holding a vanilla scone in one hand and a black coffee with no milk or sugar in the other, and his face was wrinkled with a smile.

Watson has learned how serious this restaurant is.It is conceivable that if there is such a delicious and friendly restaurant in London, other restaurants will simply not be able to get along!

After Watson sighed in admiration, he took a look at Holmes, took a sip of milk tea, glanced at Dick, and ate a strawberry Daifuku.

The milk tea is sweet and mellow, the strawberry Daifuku skin is soft and waxy, and has a strong fruity aroma. One sip after another, a large cup of milk tea and snacks will soon bottom out.

Forgive Watson, an Englishman who has no imagination when it comes to eating. He can't tell the specific type of milk tea, nor can he tell the origin of the dim sum. He just flashes countless delicious food in his mind.

Hey, not only do I have no imagination, but I also lack vocabulary. If I want to praise the restaurant on the Internet, I can't praise it.

At this moment, Watson, who was born as a military doctor and did not shake his gun, suddenly felt powerless to show the beautiful things to others.

This special feeling had appeared last time when Watson discovered that Holmes possessed special skills, but those mediocre people in the police station could not understand him, and even he was rejected by the world.

However, Holmes' talent is somewhat related to his profession, and he is also very interested in detective work.

Therefore, after Watson personally experienced the scene, he was able to write the investigation process vividly, attracting the attention of netizens, and then save the country with curves, allowing Holmes, a dusty pearl, to shine again.

Watson may be an excellent criminal investigation blogger, but he is not good at food guides. He just thought about how to write Strawberry Daifuku, and the result is simply horrible.

"Strawberry Daifuku, a cute ball-shaped snack, sprinkled with a layer of fragrant coconut...it should be coconut, right? The inside is strawberry and some kind of sweet and rusty filling, covered by a layer of unknown ingredients Wrapped in a snow-white skin, it is delicious, really."

Like a dry, emotionless bundle of straw, who wants to read such a food blog?

It might as well be written in roaring style, the text is simple and delicious, please believe me, with 180 exclamation marks at the end of the sentence, the emotion is so intense, maybe the persuasion is stronger.

[Superhero Theme Restaurant] When it was being refurbished, Gushanna wanted to open a bright kitchen on the second floor, which was an idea she had been thinking about for a long time.

Not only can it add another selling point to the restaurant, but it can also allow customers to see the hygienic production process and feel more at ease when eating. If they fall into disputes about the kitchen environment in the future, they can also have eyewitnesses to help.

However, due to various reasons (mainly being poor), the Ming Chu project was shelved.

So at present, the restaurant only has a closed kitchen on the first floor, so the waiters have to run forward when delivering food to the second floor, otherwise the dishes will be cold and affect the taste.

Especially gimmicky dishes such as oily eel shreds and oil-splashed noodles, if the temperature is not enough, the last spoonful of hot oil will be poured on it, and there will be no pleasant sizzling sound.

However, Gushanna does not need to push the dining trolley, so it is easy to move. The distance from the kitchen on the first floor to the second floor is not far to be honest, and it takes only one minute under normal circumstances.

However, there are always so many obstacles that prevent Yun from rushing to the melon field. Even if Gushanna does not have to carry a heavy tray like a waiter, she meets many regular customers along the way.

Gusanna couldn't ignore the person and walk over directly, seeing the other person greeted her, she could only stop to greet her.

"Sanna, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Miss Boss, when will you return to the kitchen to take power again? The dishes are delicious now, but I still miss you so much!"

"Can you add dozens more to the daily limited menu? Sometimes it's 5 minutes late and you can eat it."

"When will the restaurant launch a superhero limited menu? I really want to eat the Robin's chest that has been tempered and tried on the official website!"

"Big brother, are you going to scare people to death? He is a Robin jerky hahahaha!"

"Is there a difference? Jerky isn't made from breast meat?"

"Not necessarily, my family uses hind legs to make jerky."

"Miss Boss, you'd better hurry up and launch the superhero limited menu, you see they are arguing!"

……

Customers talk to each other, just like the loyal ministers who acted like a faint king in ancient times, blocking Gushanna on the first floor.

Most of the guests who can rush to the restaurant to grab breakfast are the old regulars who have supported the restaurant since its opening. Strictly speaking, they are all benefactors of the restaurant, and they must not be perfunctory.

Gushanna could only be patient and explain to everyone one by one.

Just after comforting a few regular customers here, Gushanna looked up and saw a dozen or so old acquaintances rushing over here when they heard the noise.

Gushanna suddenly felt dizzy, and she might not be able to eat fresh and warm melons today.

Fortunately, the security director of the restaurant is very good.

Lorna was originally setting up a barbecue grill in the backyard. When she heard the commotion in the front hall, she immediately thought of the troubles caused by fans of the superhero in the restaurant.

When passing by the cold storage, Lorna also called Li Han who was checking accounts. Although the store manager is a scumbag, he is proficient in the art of speaking and is very good at calming angry fans.

Lorna felt that rolling up her sleeves and beating people in the restaurant on such a beautiful morning affected the atmosphere a bit.

Li Han was deeply moved by her understanding of righteousness: "Lorna, you finally know the subtlety of using your mouth but not your hands!"

Lorna made a "cut" and said depressedly: "I'm not afraid that the restaurant will be targeted by legal programs again. Recently, we are in the limelight, and we can't let some jealous little bitches grab the handle!"

What he said made Li Han so excited that he stroked his chest and only called out to Amitabha: "Our security director has grown up!"

Lorna: "..."

Lorna's long legs are really long, one step is equivalent to Li Han's three steps, and the short-legged store manager almost ran himself into a hot wheel, barely arriving at the "battlefield" at the same time as the security director.

When they arrived at the "battlefield", the two looked, hey, it turned out that it was a meeting between the proprietress and the fans of the restaurant, and the fans who were not superheroes came to make trouble again, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s just that the proprietress kept sending them eye signals for help, so the two went over to help her out, and in a very gentle way (Li Han was in charge of making jokes, Lorna grabbed Gushanna and pulled it out), calmed down the subsequent incident Confession to the proprietress is the main "chaos".

As soon as Gusanna got away, she ran up to the second floor like a wild dog (...) and happened to meet Watson who was about to go to the bathroom to wash his hands after eating his snacks.

Watson greeted her enthusiastically: "Hi, Shanna! Your...well, your boyfriend...well..."

Once again, Watson was at a loss for words. He really didn't know how to describe the tea party between Dick and Holmes to Gushana. He hesitated and looked behind him frequently.

Guzanne felt anxious, but fortunately Watson was not tall, so she could pass over his head without stepping on her feet and catch a glimpse of Dick and Holmes in the direction of two o'clock.

Hmm...how should I describe it?

Ignoring gender, it's almost like couples in love dating.

Oh, it's already 2019, and gender doesn't have to be ignored...

The two even drank tea in sync, not to mention Holmes' amazed eyes when Dick talked about the serial murders that happened in Gotham some time ago. It's a [-]-character dog-blood novel.

Wait a minute, is it really appropriate for the two of you to discuss the details of the murder case in a warm restaurant so early in the morning?

Gushanna was dumbfounded: "He... what happened to them?"

Watson was no longer in a hurry to wash his hands, and stood beside him with folded arms, expressing the same doubts: "I swear, I just went to the bathroom, and then they talked from nice to meet you to Barton technique, and then to the deductive method." Origins, and ended up talking about how to outplay the fools of Scotland Yard."

When Holmes talked about his mischievous experience, the proud expression was almost written "Praise me" on his forehead.

And Dick didn't give up too much. If it wasn't limited by the venue, he would definitely have a parkour performance on the spot, and maybe a super-class uneven bars skill show.

Gusanna couldn't help but be speechless.

Dick had been mumbling the night before that there was something wrong with Holmes and something wrong there.Now the two seem to be old friends who have known each other for more than ten years, and their relationship has warmed up so fast that it is almost catching up with a high-powered hot water bottle.

Watson sighed again and again: "Damn it, it's a hell!"

This friendship, which had developed in a way that no mortal like Cressanne could comprehend, finally came to an intermission when the waiter brought breakfast.

Dick had breakfast at home (made by Cersanne himself), and then got up and left so as not to disturb Holmes and Holmes at their meal.

Guzanne didn't go with the waiter, she stood by the stairs, she still had a huge confusion to digest in her heart.

As soon as Dick turned around, he saw Guzanne, and was about to express his joy that "we have a new topic in common", when he was hit by a Wally flying over.

"Dude, I've been watching you for a long time!" Wally burst into tears, "My God, have you changed your mind!"

Dick: "???"

Wally bared his teeth in Holmes' direction: "Tell me, when you entered the store last night, you asked me if I saw a handsome guy who was so handsome that I couldn't forget it, was it him?"

"..." Dick was speechless, and pushed his hand away from his collar, "It's only nine o'clock in Gotham, so you have so many scenes?"

Wally clutched his heart pretentiously, and lamented, "Oh my God! I used to scrub you when you were injured, but now I can't even touch your collar. It really is that the new is better than the old—"

Dick: "..."

Just when he wanted to go back, Wally changed the subject: "Quick! Let me see if you have any wounds on your body! How can you bear to treat our dear lady boss~"

Dick understood instantly, and avoided his claws sideways: "Fuck, do you have a private gossip group too? We were discussing whether Shanna and I had a fight last night, right?"

Wally graciously admitted: "Yeah, but why did you say 'also'?"

Dick rolled his eyes at him, tightened his collar, and said contemptuously, "Shanna is not violent, and we didn't quarrel."

A ray of gossip burst out of Wally's eyes, almost shooting Dick right through: "And then?"

Dick walked away and said impatiently, "What then? You go away, I'm going to find my girlfriend."

Wally chased after him: "Hey, don't go! I haven't eaten this melon yet, who is that handsome guy?"

Without looking back, Dick stretched his arms behind his back and made an aggressive, unfriendly gesture at Wally.

Wally: "!!!"

Oh shit, some people hugged the proprietress's golden thighs, and they were really floating!

Believe it or not, I will send some young and handsome boys to the proprietress tomorrow to share your favor, hum!

When Dick held the claws, Gushanna had just digested [-]% of the huge confusion. In fact, from the perspective of their occupations, Dick and Holmes still have a lot in common.

But this still doesn't explain how the two quickly established a friendship, especially when Watson certified Holmes as withdrawn, and the system said that Dick was jealous, the logic was even more unreasonable.

Gushanna muttered to herself: "Why on earth..."

"What why?" Dick said with a smile, "You know what? Sherlock just promised to come to Gotham two or three times a month to provide help for the police station and the Titans. It must be paid for."

Gushanna: "!!!"

Dick observed his words and felt that his girlfriend should be shocked, but he was not sure about the specific point of shock.

Dick couldn't help but hate that it was a little late to meet Sherlock. If he had known each other earlier and learned the deduction method earlier, he would have been able to understand what she was thinking in her heart through the twitch of Gusanna's facial muscles.

Gu Shanna tremblingly said: "You, you actually call him Sherlock, you two have developed to the point where you call each other Christian names?"

Holy shit, if the popular science article about Christian names reprinted by the official Twitter of "Gotham Food and Wine" is [-]% correct, then people who are super familiar will call each other Christian names!

Dick didn't understand why: "Yes, I originally called him Mr. Holmes, but he insisted on calling me Sherlock."

Gushanna: "..."

Dick: "Some people on the Internet say that Sherlock is indifferent and difficult to get along with. I think it's all nonsense. He is obviously a humorous and cute person, and he has a very high IQ. It is easy to communicate with him."

Gushanna: "..."

Sure enough, the essence of human beings is really fragrant, look at Dick, tsk tsk tsk.

Dick suddenly said: "From now on, you can see Aidou every month, are you happy?"

Gu Shanna looked confused, but subconsciously said: "Yes, happy."

Dick smiled and tapped the tip of her nose: "I am happy when you are happy."

crooked? ? ?

Gusanna struggled to squeeze out a smile, not following his train of thought at all.

【Why…………】

The system let out a long sigh.

Gushanna was dissatisfied: You sighed as soon as the door opened early in the morning, why mourn?

[Successor of socialism, you really...haven't realized the painstaking efforts of Detective Grayson at all!Switching to the heroine of Mary Su's romance novel, knowing that her boyfriend is so hardworking, she is now sweet like royal jelly! 】

Guzanne: ...What the hell?

The system again: 【Hey......】

Dick didn't stay in the restaurant for a long time. Sherlock's plane at two o'clock in the noon, he wanted to get some files of old cases accumulated over the years before the other party boarded the plane.

Those old cases have one thing in common: after more than 20 years, the police still have no clue, and they can't even list the suspects.

Although Sherlock made it clear that these old cases would be difficult to deal with, Dick wanted to give it another go, no matter what, to give the victim's family an answer.

Thinking of this, Dick also sent a message to Peter. Years of accumulated experience told him that in the process of investigating old cases, there must be a trustworthy criminal reporter.

In this way, the police can not only cooperate with trusted reporters to release smoke bombs to confuse real criminals, and even set up traps, but also stand up and guide public opinion when the unscrupulous media is acting as a monster.

Peter is a very suitable candidate. He is upright, kind, and good at writing, and his force value is beyond the charts. He doesn't have to worry about her being retaliated at all times. It can be said that he is tailor-made for this matter.

Peter replied in seconds: [Is that gentleman with a long face the great detective Sherlock Holmes?I've read his partner's blog and it's an honor to work with them! 】

The matter was settled like this, Dick went back to get the file, and Peter went directly to Sherlock with the text message.

As for Guzanne, she was wearing her long-lost chef's white robe, checking the doneness of the oxtail in the kitchen.

To her left, Watson, wearing a disposable light blue sterilizing suit, is carefully writing down tips for stewing oxtail in a notebook.

The kitchen of [Superhero Theme Restaurant] is usually not allowed for outsiders to come in and visit, which is one of the reasons why Gushanna insisted on building a bright kitchen.

Watson was able to come in today because he was enthusiastic about studying, and he was also a friend of the proprietress, and he was very disciplined. When he asked for disinfection, he obediently washed his hands and changed into the sterile clothes without complaining.

When Li Han apologized to him repeatedly, Watson acted very reasonable: "I understand that I understand that when we usually have surgery or enter the mortuary, even when Sherlock goes to the corpse farm to flog the corpse, it must be thoroughly disinfected before entering. "

Li Han: "..."

Although this is the truth, why does it sound weird?

"You can also add a few drops of vinegar when stewing the meat, which will make the meat more tender and shorten the cooking time." Gushanner picked up a section of oxtail with a spoon so that Watson could see it more clearly, " It’s almost ready to cook to this state.”

Afterwards, Gushanna filtered the broth, picked out the soft and rotten garlic cloves, threw the oxtail into another pot, added other seasonings and stock to make oxtail braised in red wine.

The remaining broth can be used to stew vegetables, or to steam eggs, and you can also add some salt, white pepper and other condiments, sprinkle with chopped green garlic and drink directly.

"Sherlock likes oxtail!" Watson said while writing like a fly, "but his favorites are sweet and sour pork ribs, curry fish balls and mapo tofu."

Gu Shanna paused for a moment before chopping the vegetables, and asked suspiciously, "... Pork Ribs, Tofu Meatballs?"

"Well, he really read it aloud." Watson was embarrassed. "Sherlock likes these three dishes very much. Of course, it may be that I can cook these dishes. He has no choice."

Gu Shanna was happy: "Cooking is also a skill, practice makes perfect! Since he likes it, why don't I cook it at noon—"

"Don't!" Watson quickly stopped, with a serious expression on his face, "Don't let him know that your cooking tastes better than mine, otherwise I won't be able to use this matter to coerce him into doing things he doesn't want to do in the future."

Gushanna: "..."

The author has something to say: Dick: He can solve crimes and make his girlfriend happy, killing two birds with one stone.

System: ... Poor young man, your girlfriend and you are not on the same channel, and you don't understand your painstaking efforts at all!

Today is Thursday. I thought it was Wednesday. Fortunately, the teacher is on a business trip and there is no homework this week, otherwise there will be bloodshed_(:зゝ∠)_