Chapter 292 Quiet Waiting (Updated on May 5)

He was late, about ten minutes late. As he sat down, Ellie finished a serving of vanilla ice cream.

"Don't talk yet, let me guess. Something must have gone wrong, right? It's probably bad news."

Xing Ze sat down opposite Ai Li, smiled bitterly and said, "Are you the roundworm in my stomach?"

"Can you change the metaphor? I don't want to be such a disgusting existence."

Xing Ze shrugged, picked up the menu at hand and looked at it, "It's been a busy morning." He complained, and then talked about what just happened.

In the end, Xing Ze decided on his own lunch combo, a fish and chips set plus a cup of green tea. Tea is essential, and even in such hot weather, he still insists on drinking hot tea.

This habit seems incomprehensible to many British people. After all, most of them who like tea will choose cooler tea drinks in midsummer, such as iced black tea.

"Those snake people are related to the Old Record Gang. From this point of view, their human trafficking may be related to the snake people." Ellie bit her ice cream spoon and speculated, "Remember those four corpses?"

"You want to say that the snake people are using humans to hatch their offspring?"

"Probably isn't it?"

Xing Ze nodded, "Go on, dear lady. Is there any good news from you in the past three days?"

"Not too many." Ellie shook her head. "The Muggle police were still looking for the sports car. I went to look for those people named Kimball. I can only say that most of the people on the list were excluded. They Some are dead, some are lying in the hospital, and some are missing.”

Hearing this, Xing Ze frowned and asked, "Isn't there anyone useful?"

The eldest lady put the small spoon in her mouth back into the ice cream cup and asked, "What do you mean by useful?"

Xing Ze really didn't know how to answer this question. He didn't know what kind of person Frank was looking for. He only knew that his surname was Kimball.

Obviously, this is undoubtedly equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.

"But it's not without some gains. Frank has been seen in some places, but with his flamboyant personality it is impossible to keep a low profile. He was recognized by the University Hospital in Liverpool and a nursing home in the suburbs.

"Of course, the Muggle police are still investigating. As long as they can collect enough information, they may be able to piece together what Frank is looking for."

The waiter brought the set meal, and the eldest lady reached for the cup of green tea. "I'm thirsty, give him another cup." The waiter nodded and retreated.

Xing Ze looked at Ai Li with a depressed expression and reminded, "I'm afraid you won't be used to drinking tea without sugar."

"Single tea is indeed not my first choice, but the vanilla ice cream is too sweet. I have to find something to relieve my tiredness. Let's go back to the investigation. Since you suspect that the Old Record Gang is related to the Snake Man, then you Did you remind Ruiben and the others?"

"Hmm. But considering that the police department has been investigating the Old Record Gang for so long, they probably won't give up easily. I can only tell them to be careful."

Ellie blew on the tea and took a sip. The bitter taste made her frown, "Also, about that madman, what do you call him? Shakespeare? His identity is still a mystery. There is nothing to prove where he comes from."

"Stop wasting your time on those people. Let West see if he can make a potion that resists toxins, otherwise those snake people will secretly use poison."

"He has already started to do that. It will take some time. Do you have any news? You should sort out something in the past three days, right?"

Xing Ze swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "It seems I don't have to go to Brichester alone."

"Um?"

"Shakespeare wrote four letters asking for help, all of which received replies. They arranged to meet at Margaret's Restaurant."

"Really? Where did you get the news?"

"It's in the gentleman's diary. Before the police came, I took his diary. But the diary didn't record anything about what they were investigating."

"When are you going to tell me about this?" Ellie asked somewhat unhappily.

"At least give me some time to sort out the contents of the diary. Another thing to note is that Frank may be more than just A's employer."

"Is anyone still looking for that book?"

"I think so. There is a person mentioned many times in the diary, but he uses abbreviations. He seems to have entrusted Frank and his group with something."

"That abbreviation is SUE?"

"No, they call him V."

"Okay, I don't have any clue." Ellie spread her hands, "Then you plan to meet the guys who came to rescue?"

"Yeah, I'll see if I can get anything out of them. If these guys and Shakespeare, uh, that guy's name is Quentin, I saw his name in the diary..."

"Who would write their name in a diary?"

A person with many names. Xing Ze thought to himself that these time travelers would not be stupid enough to use their real names to complete tasks in this world.

"Perhaps he is afraid that the diary will be lost." Xing Ze replied, "Anyway, if these people are friends with Quentin, they may have information exchanges."

Ellie thought for a moment and took another sip of tea, "Ah, it's so bitter. How did you drink this without sugar? Okay, then I'll continue to investigate the old record gang and the guy named Kimball. Who knows?" Is there such a person?"

"Be careful, Miss Shafik." Xing Ze reminded, "They will also attack you."

"the same as you."

2:30 p.m., Margaret's Restaurant.

Xing Ze looked at his watch. It was still a while before the appointed time, but the restaurant's front desk manager had secretly glanced at him many times.

Since the last incident in the kitchen, he was probably on the blacklist of this restaurant, but this time he got the approval of the chef.

The restaurant's location near the restroom was reserved for these time-travelers to meet. A waiter brought a plate of chocolate cake to Xing Ze.

"The chef gave it to you, sir," he said.

The busiest time for the restaurant is over, and the kitchen should now be doing the finishing touches.

"Thank him for me."

"Perhaps you can tell him in person later." The waiter smiled and said, "He will come over later."

"Really? Okay."

After the waiter left, Xing Ze dug out a small piece of cake with a spoon and put it into his mouth. The taste of the cake was quite good, and the feeling of melting in your mouth made people quite obsessed.

After eating half a piece of cake, the chef came to the table. He smiled and said, "I hope you like this."

“Very good, I hope the price is not too expensive.”

The chef took a seat opposite Xing Ze, "I'll treat you to it. The chocolate cake is best paired with Bordeaux red wine, so it will taste better."

"It's a pity that I stopped drinking."

"I guessed it. Otherwise, you would have opened a bottle the last time we came to dinner. It seems that the lady respects you very much. Is she your fiancée?"

Xing Ze almost choked on the cake. He patted his chest and said, "No, it's just a partner. I owe her a meal."

The chef nodded, "Excuse me, sir."

"fine."

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