On the other side, in the middle of the hall.
Luo Wenbo and Fu Yishu had been paying attention to the movements in the kitchen since Wang Qing entered it.
I watched Wang Qing go back and forth several times, take out the paper from the table and then go back, staying there for a while, and left without any injuries.
The expressions of the two people gradually changed from shock at the beginning, to confusion at a loss, and finally to commonplace numbness.
"It seems that this person is... unusual."
After seeing Wang Qing's figure disappearing around the corner, Luo Wenbo sighed quietly as if he was waking up from a dream.
Fu Yishu nodded in agreement, but put forward a different opinion than Luo Wenbo: "Wenbo, have you ever thought about another possibility - maybe she is not an investigator."
"Huh?" Luo Wenbo was startled.
Fu Yishu said: "Isn't it possible that Siren Restaurant is not a 'dream level' weird story at all?"
Luo Wenbo looked thoughtful, but in the end he shook his head: "I don't think it has an 'awakening level'. Otherwise, we would not be sitting here safely now."
So far, the most famous ghost story that has been identified as "awakening level" is "Kaicai Middle School".
It was obvious that Siren Restaurant was not on the same level as Gao Cai Middle School in terms of size and difficulty.
Fu Yishu was about to say something else when he saw a familiar figure walking towards this side.
The waiter who served their table came back with a tray in his hand, which contained the dishes they ordered.
"Guest, you want the fish eye sauce."
What was brought to the table by the waiter were round balls in small bowls.
Each one is about the size of a thumb and glued together.
The outer ring is milky white, with a translucent feel like a newly laid egg, and the center ring is faintly black.
Some sticky and thick liquid hangs on it, wet, and reflects the moist light under the chandelier.
Fu Yishu looked at the fish eyes and felt very clear in his heart.
Fish eyes just look disgusting, but they are actually made of protein and even have a lot of nutritional value, so they are completely edible.
But she didn't know why, but there was an ominous feeling in her heart.
The waiter smiled and introduced to Yi Shu and Luo Wenbo: "Guest, when tasting this dish, please do not chew and swallow the fish eye sauce directly."
Rule 3, [Listen carefully to what the waiter says to you and follow the dining etiquette he tells you. 】
Logically speaking, at this time, Fu Yishu should follow the waiter's instructions and swallow the eyeballs in the bowl whole, just like he did when eating sea rabbits before.
But--
Fu Yishu turned his head and looked at the waiter's clothes.
Clean shirt and apron, no stains at all.
Even if the waiter had just tidied up his appearance in a short period of time, he went to change into a clean shirt and apron.
But what about pants?
Generally, few people notice the stains on their trousers and do not go out of their way to change their trousers.
But Fu Yishu noticed that not only the pants, but also the waiter's shoes had been changed, and there was no trace of vegetable soup on them.
Of course, we don't rule out the possibility that the waiter has mysophobia and changed his entire outfit on purpose.
Maybe it was because Fu Yishu didn't move for a long time.
The waiter standing at the table couldn't help but urge: "Guest, you can have your meal."
Fu Yishu raised his head, looked at the waiter, and then said "Ah" as if he had come to his senses, as if he was old and had a bad memory.
"Is this...the dish we ordered? Why can't I seem to remember it clearly?"
The waiter nodded and replied affirmatively: "Of course."
Fu Yishu stared at the fish eyes in the bowl. The feeling that something was wrong kept lingering in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
The waiter urged: "You two, please use it quickly. This is the freshest and best quality ingredient. If you miss it, it won't be fresh."
Most of the waiter's eyes are white, with only a small patch of black in the middle. When he stares at people, he has a strong sense of inhumanity.
Fu Yishu was looked at by him like this. I don't know why, but I always felt that I saw a trace of fanatical expectation and desire in the waiter's eyes.
What is he longing for?
Why does he keep pushing himself?
Something is wrong, something must be wrong!
Seeing that Fu Yishu hadn't touched the food in front of him, Luo Wenbo also felt something strange and also didn't eat.
Fu Yishu couldn't think of a way to do it, so he could only delay.
"I'm sorry, can you say it again? I have a bad memory and forgot..." Fu Yishu asked the waiter in a low voice.
A hint of impatience flashed on the waiter's face, but it quickly disappeared. The smiling expression returned and he repeated what he said before.
Fu Yishu looked deaf and senile, and repeated: "Put it in your mouth...and then what? Chew it and swallow it?"
Waiter: "Don't chew it."
Fu Yishu: "What? Don't endure it? Then you don't endure it either."
Waiter: "I mean don't bite it open."
Fu Yishu: "Don't want takeout? We'll eat here, no takeout."
waiter:"……"
Seeing the waiter's expression becoming more and more impatient, Fu Yishu's sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.
But I just couldn't think of a way to deal with it.
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the corner:
"waiter!"
The woman's raised voice shouted: "Waiter, come here and pour me a glass of rum."
For some reason, Fu Yishu clearly didn't see the other party, but he vaguely felt in his heart that the other party was shouting to the waiter at his table.
Doesn't she know that loud noises are not allowed in the restaurant, and each table has a fixed waiter?
No, maybe she does.
If she is really an investigator, the fact that she can come out of the kitchen unscathed is enough to prove her strength.
With such strength, how could he not even care about the restaurant's rules?
unless……
Fu Yishu curled up his fingers, grabbed the woolen clothing on his knees, and wrinkled it.
Unless the other party is actively attracting the waiter's attention and wants to lure the waiter away from her table.
Sure enough, after the woman in the corner made a sound.
The waiter standing in front of Fu Yishu's table was immediately attracted. He turned his head and looked in that direction.
It was just such a small move that Fu Yishu suddenly realized what was wrong with this waiter.
The moment the waiter turned his head, he raised his hand out of habit and smoothed the hair beside his ear.
This is generally a habitual action of women.
From the moment they entered this restaurant, they were served by a male waiter.
