The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

"This is some fresh pig blood I got from the slaughterhouse."

"Use centrifugal force to separate the water out of it."

As the motor of the kitchen centrifuge stopped rotating, Matsumoto Ryohei took out the centrifuge cup, walked to the operating table next to it, and carefully poured the upper floating turbid liquid into a glass dish.

“These clear liquids are seasoned with tomatoes and poured over the cooked ingredients.”

"Everyone will fall in love with its wonderful taste."

Matsumoto Ryohei concentrated on painting the crystal clear secret juice in the glass on the 11 main dishes, adding a mysterious artistic color to the delicious dishes that already looked extremely exquisite.

"Finish."

The last kid's meal consumed the last drop of the secret juice in the glass.

Ryohei Matsumoto handsomely pulled the container upwards, breaking the string of juice. Ran Mouri and Minoru Aso next to him immediately applauded.

Snap, snap, snap——

"Mr. Matsumoto is really like an artist when he cooks. If he does a food show, he will definitely be a hit!"

Mao Lilan's words were not compliments to Matsumoto Ryohei, but Matsumoto Ryohei smiled and shook his head.

“I don’t like feed-making shows that are performative in nature.”

Mourilan and Aso realized that they had bean eyes squeezed out at the same time.

Mr. Feed Matsumoto’s evaluation of TV food is really sharp.

At seven o'clock sharp.

On the European-style long table, the dinner party for 11 people officially started.

Sitting at the host's seat at one end of the long table, Daisuke Torokura was still wearing the standing-collar robe of Count Vampire, holding up the red wine glass in his hand.

"Friends who have come from afar, let's have a drink together!"

At the host's suggestion, those who could drink drank together, and those who could not drink took a symbolic sip of juice.

Putting down the juice in his hand, Conan looked at the food on the table and swallowed in dismay.

In fact, it was just past five o'clock in the afternoon, and Conan secretly ran into the kitchen and took a peek several times to check on the progress of dinner preparation.

A child's body really doesn't resist hunger.

But now when the food was actually served, Conan was reluctant to eat it.

Because these dishes are so made like a beautiful work of art!

Whether it is the exquisiteness of the presentation or the color and aroma of the dishes themselves, they are no less than any top restaurant I have ever visited as Kudo Shinichi.

According to a more futuristic view, such dishes must be photographed before they can be eaten.

At this time, Mouri Kogoro, who was sitting across from him, was already enjoying his meal.

"Delicious!"

“This dish is so delicious!”

Not only Moori Kogoro, but also everyone else present also made frequent sounds of approval after taking the first bite.

So, Conan couldn't wait to use his fork to pick up the specially cut pieces of meat and put it into his mouth.

The delicious gravy with a hint of tomato flavor bursts in the mouth, and the delicious happiness comes from the taste buds and instantly wraps up Conan's whole body.

Wow!

It’s really delicious!

Conan's face was filled with a happy smile.

However, at this moment when everyone is enjoying the happiness of being carnivores, there seems to be a "herbivore".

Qin Zhibo's fork did not touch the main course on the plate, but kept flicking back and forth between the vegetable salad and dessert.

Looking at Qin Zhibo who was "eating grass" diagonally opposite, a smile appeared on Matsumoto Ryohei's face.

Matsumoto Ryohei pointed his fork at a piece of meat on his plate and raised the piece of meat in front of him.

There is a little bit of gray-green spice powder on it.

This is the process of dipping raw meat into corn starch, adding a little bit of ground spices to the corn starch, and sticking it to the meat for frying.

And of all the 11 main courses on the table, only one was made like this.

But when it was time to serve, in order to pursue harmony in the presentation, Matsumoto Ryohei randomly placed a piece of meat from that portion on top of another main dish.

By coincidence, Qin Zhibo's main dish had a piece of meat dipped in spice powder.

After having enough wine and food, everyone sat on the sofa and tasted the rosemary tea brought by Matsumoto Ryohei.

"This tea smells so good!"

"The dinner just now was also delicious."

Facing Mao Lilan's compliment, Matsumoto Ryohei smiled back and said bluntly: "Today's dinner was not perfect enough..."

Mao Lilan didn't understand what Matsumoto Ryohei meant by "perfect", and continued to praise: "It's already very good! Your cooking skills are no less than professional chefs in big restaurants!"

In fact, Matsumoto Ryohei is aware of his recent great progress in cooking.

Since leaving his job as a butler, Matsumoto Ryohei has more time and private space to study what is a dish that touches people's hearts.

Especially under the lethal threat of prions, how to produce satisfying products within a very limited amount of meat has become one of the important topics studied by Matsumoto Ryohei during this period.

At this time, Mouri Kogoro on the other side of the sofa spoke.

"Mr. Matsumoto's cooking is really delicious, but there is one flaw."

"Then the quantity is too small, haha!"

Mouri Kogoro teased with interest, and Conan next to him rolled his eyes at Moori Kogoro.

Really. Didn’t you take Qin Zhibo’s share?

On the sofa beside the round table, Torakura Daisuke took one last sip of rosemary tea in the cup, winked in the direction of Mouri Kogoro, and then stood up.

"I still have some manuscripts to finish this month, so I'll go back to the study first."

"Everyone, please stay with me less."

After Daisuke Tokura left, everyone began to look for their own after-dinner entertainment.

Etsuko Tokura sat at the bar and smoked silently.

Toshiya Tadokoro was busy doing housework in the villa while pushing a stroller.

Mouri Kogoro focused on the first affair partner who needed to be eliminated - the editor Fumio Doi, and got close to him while sitting on the round table sofa.

The rest turn to classic playing cards as their first choice for entertainment.

Matsumoto Ryohei and Aso Minoru both joined the game, and they happened to be at the same table with the Coran group and folklore researcher Shuichi Hamura.

Qin Zhibo, who knew Mao Lilan's luck and did not want to be bored, chose to watch the battle.

During the game of cards, Mao Lilan suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Mr. Hamura, is Dresula actually a made-up character?"

Shuichi Hamura raised his pince-nez and replied as rigorously as a scholar: "That's right, Count Dresula is actually a monster created by the British writer Bram Stoker in a novel published in 1897."

"But according to legend, brutal acts like this vampire count did exist in medieval Europe."

"So there are quite a few people who firmly believe in the existence of vampires."

As soon as Hamura Shuichi finished speaking, Conan, who wanted to cure Mao Lilan of his bad habit of being afraid of gods and ghosts, started to popularize science.

"Sister Xiaolan, the so-called vampire is actually human rabies, because the symptoms of both are very similar."

"Photophobia, fear of pungent odors, pale complexion, desire to bite, infection after being bitten, etc."

"This is just that the source of these symptoms could not be diagnosed in the era of underdeveloped technology at that time, so he became a vampire inexplicably."

"Right? Uncle Qin?"

After completing the popularization of science, Conan suddenly chose to turn the conversation to Qin Zhibo, who was standing aside, in order not to be suspected.

But Qin Zhibo replied with two words in a daze.

"wrong."

Thanks for the reward after the twilight of the corpse!