Chapter 321: Master of Food

Tang Zhangwei A long time ago, he had heard that at the end of the ashes of time, there were some gourmet assassins who could use any kind of food as a weapon.

These people are masters of gastronomy, but also ruthless killers, and among the pastry masters of the Eastern Roman Empire, there is a chef who specializes in making fruit pies, and he is such a gastronomic assassin.

As such a gastronomic assassin, he was reluctant to die for any of the forces, but his good kung fu still caught the attention of the Eastern Roman Emperor Leo VI.

The Eastern Roman Emperor Leo VI, along with the Lotus Lord, introduced him to Tang Xizong.

Corporal Tang Xizong Lixian entrusted state affairs to this master of gourmet.

Of course, the master of gastronomy cannot, and can't handle state affairs personally, but that's what he wants.

Later, recalling the situation, Raskolnikov's mind came up with the following scenario:

The commotion coming from outside the door suddenly grew louder, and the door opened slightly.

"What's going on?" Porfiri Petrovich shouted in exasperation.

"I didn't say it beforehand......"

For a moment I couldn't hear an answer, but I could tell that there were several people outside the door, and it seemed as if someone was pushing someone away from here.

"What the hell is going on there?" Porfiri Petrovich asked again uneasily.

"Bring the prisoner Nikolai," he said, hearing the voice of someone who he didn't know.

"No! Take! Wait a minute! …… Why is he here? Unorderly! Porfiri rushed to the door and shouted.

"But he ......," said the same voice again, but suddenly stopped.

A real struggle lasted no more than two seconds; Then, suddenly, as if someone had pushed someone away, a very pale man strode straight into Porfiri Petrovic's office.

At first glance, this man looks strange. He stared straight ahead, but it didn't seem like he saw anyone. There was a resolute look in his eyes, but at the same time, his face was covered with a layer of white as that of a dead man, as if he was being escorted to the execution ground. His utterly pale lips trembled slightly.

He was still very young, dressed like a commoner, of medium build, very thin, with his hair cut around him in a circle, the hair in front of him was deaf and pulled down, and his face was delicate, as if he was very thin. The man he had suddenly pushed away had first followed him into the house, and had already grabbed him by the shoulder: it was a guard escorting him; But Nikolai slammed it and broke free from his grasp once more.

The door was crowded to watch a few curious people. A few of them were desperate to squeeze into the house. All of the above happened almost instantaneously.

"Take it away, it's still early! Wait, wait for you to come in! …… Why didn't you bring him in then? Porfiri Petrovich seemed to be overwhelmed, and whispered in exasperation, indistinctly. But Nikolai suddenly knelt down.

"What are you doing here?" Porfiri shouted in surprise.

"I'm guilty! It's my sin! I'm a murderer! Nikolai said suddenly, as if out of breath, but his voice was quite loud.

The silence lasted for about ten seconds, and everyone seemed stunned; Even the guard who had escorted him hastened out of the way, no longer approaching Nikolai, and involuntarily retreated to the door, standing still.

"What's going on?" Porfiri Petrovich stayed for a while, came to his senses, and asked in a loud voice.

"I'm ...... Murderer ......" Nikolai was silent for a moment and said again.

"How...... You...... How... Who did you kill? ”

Porfiri Petrovich was visibly panicked.

Nikolai was silent for a moment.

"Alyona Ivanovna and her sister Lizaveta, it's me...... ...... with an ax Killed. I was confused for a moment......" he added suddenly, and was silent again. He was on his knees all the time.

Porfiri Petrovich stood for a moment, as if in deep thought, but suddenly moved quickly again, waving away the uninvited witnesses. The men were gone in an instant, and the door was closed. Then he glanced at Raskolnikov, who was standing in the corner and looked at Nikolai in amazement, and walked towards him, but suddenly stood again, looked at him, and immediately shifted his gaze to Nikolai again, and then to Raskolnikov, and then to Nikolai, and suddenly as if excited, he went to scold Nikolai again.

"Why are you going to tell me something first?" He yelled at him almost viciously. "I haven't asked you yet: are you confused...... You said:

Did you kill it? ”

"I'm a murderer...... I confess ......," Nikolai said.

"Oops! What did you kill with what? ”

"Axes. I'm ready. ”

"Alas, what a hurry! Are you alone? ”

Nikolai did not understand the question.

"You killed it alone?"

"I'm alone. Mijka was not guilty, he had nothing to do with it. ”

"Don't rush to talk about Mijka just yet! Alas......"

"How did you, well, run down the stairs at that time? Didn't the person in charge of the yard meet the two of you? ”

"At that time...... Mijka and I ran down...... This is my attempt to distract others," replied Nikolai hurriedly, as if he had prepared it beforehand.

"Well, that's it!" Porfiri shouted viciously, "He is not telling the truth! He muttered to himself, and suddenly saw Raskolnikov again.

It seems that he was engrossed in asking Nikolai, and for a moment even forgot about Raskolnikov. Now he suddenly woke up, and even embarrassed......

"Rodion Romanovich, dude! I beg your pardon," he hurried toward him, "it can't be like this; Please...... You're fine...... Myself...... Look, what an accident! Please! ”

As she spoke, she took his hand and pointed to the door.

"You probably didn't expect that, did you?" Raskolnikov said that he certainly hadn't figured out what was going on, but he had picked himself up considerably.

"Dude, you didn't expect that. Look, your hands are shaking! Hey-hey! ”

"You're trembling, too, Porfiri Petrovic."

"I'm shaking too; I didn't expect it! ……”

They were already standing in the doorway. Porfiri waited impatiently for Raskolnikov to walk away.

"Didn't you let me see the unexpected gift?" Raskolnikov said suddenly.

(End of chapter)