Edward looked at Jason with a serious face, and inexplicably, a gushing words rose from his chest.
This one chuckled first.
"Yeah, just Jason."
"But the Jason I know doesn't see me three times a day."
"And, they're all at the same crime scene!"
Speaking of this, this person's voice raised a few decibels.
Then, the gentleman, who had been wearing glasses and a scarf, shouted like a volcanic eruption——
"Three times!"
"Three times in a row!"
"I didn't even see the door of the police station, so I came back again!"
"Do you know how to describe it according to the words of the ancient eastern country?"
"Why is it you again?!"
Whew, wheeze.
The continuous loud words made Edward gasp for breath.
The female pastry chef looked at Edward who looked like this, and couldn't help but wanted to ease the atmosphere.
"Maybe this is... fate? Wonderful?"
The female pastry chef said softly.
Immediately, Edward's breathing became more and more heavy.
Even, the eyes are blackened for a while.
Seeing Edward's appearance, no matter how slow the female pastry chef was, she knew that she had said something wrong at this moment. In order to express her apology, she immediately brought twice as much mint water.
A cup was placed in front of Edward.
A cup was handed to Jason.
"The fate of shit."
Edward picked up the mint water, drank it down, and muttered in a low voice.
Then, this person seemed to be thinking about something, and fell silent like this.
Jason was holding a water glass, looking at each other quietly.
There was no urging.
Jason has always been patient.
After more than ten seconds, Edward spoke again.
"Sorry, lost my temper."
said this one.
Jason raised his glass to indicate that it was okay.
It's really all right.
Jason would not care about the other party's gaffe.
In Jason's opinion, part of Edward's loss of control just now was really caused by emotions, and part of it was to bring the relationship between the two closer.
The successive deaths of subordinates made the person in charge suddenly feel stressed, so he naturally needed to vent his emotions.
And get closer
There is no doubt that the situation of the other party is very bad.
Worse than he imagined.
Is it because of the airborne
Or because the style of acting is very different from Thorndike's type of police.
Or is it both
Jason didn't know.
Jason only knew that the other party was sending him a signal of friendship.
The other side needs an ally!
And right now, is there a more suitable ally than him
No!
Jason didn't object to this.
As a newcomer, he also needs an ally.
Of course, and Edward is limited to allies.
The mutually beneficial kind.
More
there is none left.
After all, the other party is not like Bundy.
The other party may have some sense of justice, but it will definitely not be able to reach the level of Bondi.
Not to mention Bundy's selflessness.
So, just a collaboration.
Therefore, Jason did not refuse Edward's invitation—
"I think we need to talk."
"Find a quiet place."
"Okay, where are you going?"
Jason replied, but looked at the female pastry chef.
In the current situation, Jason would not leave the female pastry chef alone.
Edward reacted instantly.
"Ms. Gischel can come along, of course."
"I know a nice restaurant."
"It's just about time for lunch."
"We can be together."
As Edward said, Jason stood up and walked towards the door.
"What are we waiting for?"
"speed."
Jason urged.
Predators are always passionate about food.
Just like a woman would dawdle for a while when she goes out.
Although the female pastry chef said it would only take three minutes, when she got into Edward's car, it was already five minutes later.
Changed the unique clothing in the store.
The female pastry chef went back to wearing the same style of lapel suit as when Jason first met.
The only difference is that the color is white.
The scarf is pink.
Shoes are similar.
The bag on his back has become a one-shoulder satchel. The bag is very small, only the size of an ordinary person's palm.
The female pastry chef sat beside Jason, looking shy at Jason's eyes on her.
However, in order to show a better side, he still maintained his posture and sat upright with his upper body.
"Glamourous."
Jason said something suddenly.
"ah?"
The female pastry chef was taken aback for a moment, obviously not realizing the meaning of Jason's words.
"It's too small to fit even half a roast chicken."
Jason pointed to the bag.
Can't even fit half a roast chicken
The female pastry chef blinked, she didn't understand Jason's logic at all.
Shouldn't the bag be a match
What's the deal with roast chicken
How can a girl's bag be used to hold things
However, the female pastry chef patiently waited for Jason's next comment.
However, Jason had already looked at Edward who was driving.
Suddenly, the female pastry chef was extremely disappointed.
Just saw the package
Didn't see me
Thinking about it, the female pastry chef became more and more lost.
Jason didn't notice this at all, his mind was already on lunch.
"Is it far away?"
Jason asked.
"Not far, about three blocks."
“Just in the second half of Sausage Street”
Edward replied.
"The second half of Sausage Street?"
"Is that 'Ameida Restaurant'?"
The female pastry chef, who was still a little lost just now, suddenly said.
"yes."
"Have you heard?"
Edward looked at the female pastry chef in surprise. He thought that only he knew about the restaurant. After all, it had only been open for more than a month.
"Of course I have."
"It is rumored that there is a restaurant that will bring 'happiness'!"
"I made an appointment with Evelyn to go at the end of the month."
When the female pastry chef mentioned her sister, her mood sank again.
"Bring 'happiness'?"
Edward frowned.
He hadn't heard rumors like that before.
Jason also frowned.
He always felt that the scene in front of him was a little familiar.
"There's no such thing as 'Looking at the Starry Sky' among the signature dishes there?"
Unable to bear it, Jason asked.
"No."
"The signature dishes there are 'Heartache Feeling' and 'Lover's Tears.'"
"But these two dishes require a man and a woman to make an appointment at the same time."
"I was alone and just ate normal bones."
Edward replied.
"Only when a man and a woman are present at the same time can we make an appointment?"
"'Heartache Feeling', 'Lover's Tears'?"
"Is this where 'happiness' comes from?"
Jason couldn't help thinking about it through the name of the dish.
He has already begun to fantasize about the taste of those foods.
Therefore, when the car stopped, Jason got out of the car immediately.
The female pastry chef followed Jason naturally.
A homeless man dressed up, a well-dressed man, naturally attracted people's attention, but the people nearby just watched, but didn't make a sound, let alone provoke them.
A person who can get out of a car, even a homeless person, is no ordinary person.
At a time when most people could only own bicycles, cars were enough to represent status.
And the people around are not fools.
The female pastry chef was a little shy to be looked at by everyone.
Jason didn't care at all, he just fluttered his nose.
Then…
His brows could not help but wrinkle.