Jason's fist hit Griffin's stomach hard.
Immediately, the man who claimed to be a lobbyist stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. He was bent over like a shrimp, but before he could bend down completely, he was grabbed by Jason. The collar was brought to the front.
Griffin, who was in severe pain, looked at Jason, who couldn't help twitching his nose, with an inexplicable look of excitement and anticipation on his face, and he was very puzzled.
He didn't understand why Jason showed such a look.
Could it be a complication of PTSD
Thinking in his heart, Griffin didn't stop talking.
"etc!"
"I'm a lobbyist!"
"I have no ill intentions!"
Griffin explained.
Jason didn't pay any attention to this at all.
"Speaking of my food... who entrusted you to come?"
he asked directly.
"No!"
"I can't tell!"
"This is related to my dignity as a lobbyist. Even if I die, I will not say it!"
Griffin shouted loudly.
Jason frowned, the sense of sharpness that he could no longer control because of hunger mixed with the breath of the predator, and burst out directly.
Suddenly, Griffin trembled all over.
The man who claimed to be a lobbyist felt that he was being targeted by ferocious beasts such as tigers and lions.
Especially when he saw Jason's eyes that were getting colder and colder, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Immediately, Griffin made a life decision.
"If I don't die, I will confess everything."
"Mr. Jason, do you need a guide service?"
"I am known as the live map of Xinde City, and I am happy to serve you."
Griffin said with a smile on his face.
repent
Can the words of a lobbyist be called repentance
This is a lobbyist's survival strategy.
"No hurry, just wait a moment."
Jason answered like this.
'Food' appeared, but Jason didn't forget the pastry.
Especially when the pastry came out of the oven and the aroma filled the pastry house, Jason smelled it.
Don't give up food for 'food'.
Jason made a decision in an instant.
Of course, the food is his alone.
so-
boom!
With a hand knife, Griffin fell in response.
Jason took the other party back to the 'Watchdog Pastry House'.
The female pastry chef was picking out walnut buns one by one. Seeing Jason carrying a strange man into the room, she asked almost subconsciously:
"Call the police?"
Female pastry chefs are used to it.
There was no panic at this time.
"Um."
Jason nodded without objecting.
That in itself is one more thing about Jason's return to the pastry house.
He wants to know Edward's attitude towards 'food'.
Or…
Xindecheng's attitude towards 'food'.
It is kept secret.
Still know, but remain silent.
Whether he wants to gain more recognition from the city, or find more 'food', he needs to know these things.
After seeing Jason nodding, the female pastry chef immediately picked up the phone in the shop.
After repair by the communication company, the phone has been connected again.
"Hello… "
"Why is it you who doubled and +1?"
Ada, who was about to get off work, recognized the voice of the female pastry chef the moment she connected the phone.
Because it is too familiar.
Five times!
Five times a day!
And murders again and again!
Thinking of this, Miss Operator's heart tightened.
"Isn't something going to happen again?"
"Huh? Someone was knocked out."
"That's okay, okay."
"I'll help you tell Director Edward."
After listening to the female pastry chef's narration, the operator lady was slightly relieved.
It's good that no one is dead.
If you die again, I will really treat you as a god of death!
After hanging up the phone, she stood up and was about to go to the office of the 'Special Operations Group'.
In the office, Edward was not there.
Only Bancy and others.
"Bansey, where's Director Edward?"
asked the lady operator.
"I'm interrogating the prisoner, what's wrong?"
Bancy answered.
"The lady from before called again."
said the lady operator.
"The lady?"
"Gischel?"
"I'll go find the captain right away."
"Inform me about Jason and Gichel immediately." Thinking of Edward's repeated instructions, Bancy got up and walked to the interrogation room.
After a while, he walked back with Edward.
The operator lady immediately relayed it in the corridor.
It was completely dark at this moment.
However, the corridors of the police station are full of people coming and going.
There are not only police officers who handle cases and are on duty, but also some civilian staff who can get off work.
When one of the civil servants passed by the interrogation room, he saw the open interrogation room and subconsciously took a look.
Then-
"Ahhh!"
"Dead!"
The clerical lady was already so frightened that she sat on the ground paralyzed.
Edward and Bancy who were on the side of the corridor heard the screams, turned around and ran towards here.
After the operator hesitated for a moment, she also ran over.
Then, she saw the blackened face lying on the table, the bloody 'ink' in the mouth and the suspect who had just been brought back before, the coffee cup fell on the table, and the coffee spilled all over the table.
Dead again
Really Death
illusion!
It must be an illusion!
The operator lady shook her head, denying her thoughts.
Edward's expression on the side was extremely embarrassing.
It wasn't just the racetrack guard who died.
One of his subordinates, who was interrogating the racekeeper, also died.
and…
If the operator lady hadn't called him out, he would have died at this time!
Edward guessed how the other party killed his subordinates and the horse farm guard.
Because, it is too conspicuous.
coffee!
Someone poisoned the coffee!
Subsequent inspections proved this even more—
"Captain, it is indeed poisonous in the coffee."
Bancy quickly confirmed that Edward's already sharp eyes had already turned into knives at this time.
The previous horse farm guard did know something.
So, when the coachman asked for coffee, Edward agreed.
The coffee comes from inside the police station.
Even, it was brought by his subordinates himself.
Naturally, the poisoner also came from within the police station.
And the other party's doing so is nothing more than jumping over the wall in a hurry.
Similarly, it also proves that the other party is more powerful than he imagined.
"Check, who gave 'Ink' the coffee."
"The gangsters, intruders, and killers I brought back before have all been taken care of by me."
"besides… "
"The guy I told you to keep an eye on before, find out who was there just now, and I caught everyone who was there!"
Edward ordered very calmly.
But even the lady operator could hear the anger in it.
Moreover, she also guessed who Edward was keeping an eye on.
Those black police who collect money and do business in private.
This is no secret in Xindecheng.
The dead Thorndike was one of the best.
Miss Operator, though, doesn't want to get involved.
She's just here to earn a living wage.
So, after saying hello to Edward and Bancy, she left the police station.
Walk out of the police station building and go straight to the bus stop.
At this time, a car stopped beside her, and the window was rolled down.
"Good evening, ma'am."