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Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Concealment
"What's wrong?" Sheldon Rowland quickly asked.
"This soup has poppy shell in it, and I can taste it in the ravioli filling too. I don't know if it's soaked in from the soup or if they added it directly to the filling," Cindy Clarke said gravely. "Poppy shell is addictive. Even though they've only added a small amount, it can still make customers crave the taste and want to come back."
"No wonder there are always so many customers here," Morgan Clarke said.
Cindy felt relieved that Morgan had never eaten it before.
"It's not so bad for adults, but children have weaker immune systems. If a child ate this, they would suffer even more harm," Cindy continued gravely. "We must report this to the police. We cannot let this illegal business continue."
"Are you sure?" Sheldon whispered. "You could tell just by tasting it?"
"Of course! My mom is amazing!" Morgan immediately exclaimed. "No matter what dish it is, she just has to taste..."
Cindy quickly covered Morgan's mouth.
Although this ability was useful, it shouldn't be casually revealed to strangers - who knows what trouble it might attract.
Since Adrian Zhekova had driven the car away, Sheldon called for another one.
As they waited, Sheldon looked back at Cindy and Morgan, who were walking away.
Thinking of Morgan's face, Sheldon felt like the child looked familiar, as if he'd seen him somewhere before.
Cindy led Morgan to her electric bicycle.
When she took Morgan with her, she didn't ride the bicycle out of safety concerns but pushed it instead.
"Tired?" Cindy asked Morgan.
Morgan shook his head sensibly.
Cindy smiled and lifted Morgan onto the bicycle seat. "I'll push you."
As she was putting Morgan down, she noticed a slight contortion in his face.
"What's wrong?" Cindy asked quickly.
"It's nothing," Morgan immediately shook his head.
Not believing him, Cindy saw the tension on Morgan's face and frowned, "Morgan, are you going to start hiding things from me now too?"