Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 143 The Train Murder Incident

Seeing Xu San, the strong man thought he was coming to beat him up again, and wanted to dodge back, but there were too many people, and he couldn't move his feet at all.

After Xu San approached, he said, "I tell you, don't go too far! There are so many people here!"

Xu San let out a "puchi" and thought to himself, it's not yours that there are so many people.

He stopped and looked at this buddy curiously, "Do you have persecution paranoia? You're so hard to beat you! Get out of the way, don't walk around in front of your father."

Perhaps it was because Xu San was not being kind, and the surrounding people cooperated with the strong man and moved back.

Pushing aside the crowded crowd, Xu San came to the fifth carriage.

It's a dining car, because it says so on the door.

Xu San just wanted to open the door, but was stopped by the train steward at the door, "Sir, no traffic ahead."

Although the door was made of wood, it couldn't block the aroma of the food. Even if Xu San stood at the door, he could still smell the faint smell of meat.

Stopped and looked at the flight attendant, "Why, why can't you pass?"

Xu San is now only wearing an ordinary short shirt. Although it is clean, the fabric is indeed ordinary cotton, which looks no different from ordinary Chinese people.

that's the truth.

There was a bit of contempt in the eyes of the flight attendant, because he had seen a lot of people like Xu San, who looked like a devil dog, but he wanted to go to the second or first class seat to try his luck, hoping to be appreciated by the nobles there, so that Soar.

"The dining car in front can only enter the second-ticket seat and the first-class seat." The flight attendant's tone was still kind, but at this moment he was a little impatient.

Xu San didn't leave, the more he was prevented from passing, the more he wanted to pass, so he took out the forged passport and handed it to the flight attendant, "Is this okay?"

The flight attendant took the passport and didn't recognize it. It was a document he had never seen before, but this did not delay his identification.

Because there are still many Chinese characters in Japanese, at least he still knows Edogawa in the name.

From these pieced together Chinese characters, he knew that the bald man in front of him might be from Japan.

"Mr. Edogawa? Are you from Dongying?" The flight attendant asked with doubts, and his tone was much more respectful than before.

"Yes!" Xu San said lightly, as if he didn't ignore the flight attendant's obstruction for a while.

Seeing that Xu San wasn't pursuing it, the flight attendant was relieved, so he handed back the passport with both hands, "I'm sorry, it's because your Chinese is so good, you might have misunderstood me."

Xu San took the passport and didn't talk nonsense, so he wanted to open the door and go in to have a look.

"Mr. Edogawa, please wait a moment." The waiter said again.

Xu San was a little annoyed, "Why, what more proof do I need? Do you want me to slap you and scold you for you to be satisfied?"

Seeing that Xu San was angry, the flight attendant quickly explained, "I want to remind you that it's best not to go to the first class."

Xu San smiled, "What? Is there any important person in the first class? Was it chartered?"

"No, a murder just happened in the first class cabin." The flight attendant said in a low voice.

dead?
Really dead?
Xu San's surprise at the part-time job can't be described in words, and he keeps complaining in his heart that the name he chose is too fucking magical.

But he didn't show much on his face, he just asked lightly: "Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know who it is? But I heard it's your compatriots!" the flight attendant whispered.

"I really don't know?" Xu San took out a military ticket.

The flight attendant took the ticket and said in a low voice, "It may be a shareholder of Taiyuan Textile Factory."

A shareholder in a textile mill?
Intriguing.

How could an authentic Huaxia factory have devil shareholders?

Just think about it and you'll know what's going on.

But die well!
"When did you die?" Xu San continued to ask.

"I really don't know about it. It's probably been a while. Now the box has been blocked, and the military police are already investigating."

This time Xu San didn't give a tip because he didn't have much money.

Pushing open the wooden door, I found that the dining car was full of people, even if Xu San wanted to set up a table, there was no place for him.

Seeing Xu San coming in, a waiter came over to greet him: "Hello, sir."

Xu San nodded, "Are there any vacancies?"

"Sorry, there are no seats available." The waiter replied politely.

If you don't sit, don't sit, I, Xu San, can find it by myself.

Although there are many people in the dining car, it can be seen from the clothes that these people are either rich or noble, and their faces are much cleaner.

Quickly locked a hygienic Hu in a suit!
Just you!
Why are you looking for him?
Because many devils like to wear hygienic mustaches, which is also one of the characteristics of devils in many film and television dramas.

Xu San walked over and bowed slightly: "Good evening!"

Hygienic Beard put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced at Xu San, "Who are you?"

"Conan Edogawa is a trainee reporter for the Asahi Shimbun."

Healthy Hu heard that Xu San was a reporter and came immediately, thinking that he was going to interview him, so he tidied up his clothes, and then asked, "I wonder if Mr. Edogawa is looking for anything?"

"During the journey, I happened to meet my compatriots and wanted to chat casually." Xu San said with a smile.

Hearing this, Hygiene Hu also laughed, "You reporters are all like this, you like to inquire everywhere."

"Do you mind if I sit next to you?" Xu San asked.

Hygiene looked around and found that there were no vacant seats, and then revealed a puzzled expression.

"You don't know, can you ask the waiter to fill a chair for you to eat and drink in Huaxia?"

"Is there such a thing?" Wei Sanhu asked a little surprised.

"But I just don't know if it's okay to be on this train?" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to summon the waiter, and then whispered a few words in his ear.

The waiter was a little embarrassed, but he turned around and went to find a chair for Xu San.

After a while, the chair was not found, but a stool was found, and the height fit the dining table very well.

Xu San thanked him, gave a tip, and then sat down.

I took the menu from the waiter, it was very delicate, in Chinese, English and Japanese.

Look at the price again, it's so expensive!

Although he was prepared, he didn't expect the price to rise so much.

There are also a lot of dishes, but they are mainly Chinese, and there are even such dishes as Buddha Jumping Wall.

After he stopped eating, Xu San ordered two glasses of beer.

"Miyagi Ryo, there is a trading company in Taiyuan." Saying that, Miyagi Ryo took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

Xu San took it with both hands, and glanced at it. The president of Jiufeng Trading Co., Ltd., Miyagi Ryo.

Xu San put away the business card and revealed an awkward smile: "Sorry, my business card is still in the luggage."

"It's okay!" Miyagi smiled and waved his hands.

The beer was brought up by the waiter and placed on the table.

A transparent glass, amber wine, about one-fifth of the foam is hanging, and it lingers for a long time. In addition, there is a small plate of ice.

What a luxury!

Seeing these things in this era, Xu San's first thought was that two more skewers of mutton would be perfect.

(End of this chapter)