"Extra! Extra!"
"'The Ripper in the Night' Provoked Police Special Advisor His Excellency Jason Arrested!"
"Extra! Extra!"
"'The Ripper in the Night' Provoked Police Special Advisor His Excellency Jason Arrested!"
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A few hours later than usual, the cries of newsboys appeared on the streets.
People stopped and paid for it.
You must know that in Xinde City in recent months, the "Ripper under the night" can be regarded as a well-known figure, bringing people countless nights of fear.
Even, people dare not appear on the streets of Xinde City at night.
Although most of the time, people will not show up on cold winter nights.
However, this does not prevent people from wondering who Jason is.
And when people learned about Jason's past from the newspapers, many people flocked to Pea Corner Street curiously.
From the detailed reports in the newspaper, they learned that Jason was temporarily living in the 'Watchdog Pastry House'.
It's just that at this moment, the "Watchdog Pastry House" has already hung a sign of suspension of business.
Where is Jason
Everyone is wondering.
At this moment, Jason was sitting in the student union office of St. Mungo's College.
Classroom 13 is different from the temporary conference room.
The formal meeting room of the Student Union is in classroom 33 on the fifth floor.
Leaning on a sofa chair, Jason looked at the prompt in front of him—
[City Recognition +25%]
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A figure far higher than before.
"That guy has more influence than expected."
Jason thought, the corners of his mouth curled up.
Although Jason didn't see today's newspaper, the late release of Xindecheng newspaper made Jason already guess what these newspapers were going to do.
It's nothing more than publishing everything about the 'Night Ripper' for the first time.
Teddy, who was sitting across from Jason, saw Jason's smile.
"Mr. Jason, you seem very happy?"
"Is there anything good?"
The female student president asked, and then, after thinking about it, she added: "Today's lunch is a normal lunch, and there is no special extra meal."
"Why not?"
Jason's attention was immediately attracted.
Although he didn't know about the so-called special extra meal before.
"Additional meals only exist on the 1st, 15th and 30th of each month."
"Made by the cooking class teacher for students and teachers who have been doing well for half a month."
"It's an added bonus."
The female pastry chef who knew St. Mungo's College well explained.
"What does it take to perform well?"
Jason focused on the point.
"Maintaining the image of the school, obeying school discipline, doing well in studies or teaching are all considered."
The female student council president replied.
Before the words finished, Jason had stood up.
"What are you waiting for?"
"As the instructor of the student union, I can't wait to start teaching you for the first time."
Jason said.
"But the guidance class of the student union is only needed once a week..."
"I can add lessons."
Jason said without a doubt.
"But everyone..."
"Do you remember your oath?"
"Do you still want to learn real battlefield skills?"
"Or, are you planning to back down?"
Jason interrupted the female student council president with a serious face.
"of course not."
"We will never forget our oath."
The female student council president replied equally seriously.
"very good."
"Ten minutes later, the racecourse will gather."
Jason nodded.
"yes."
The female student council president turned around and walked out.
When walking out the door, the female student council president was a little dazed.
Did she fall into the radical method
However, the words have been spoken just now, and if I regret it at this time...
No!
You can't go back on your word!
I want to remember the oath!
Thinking of this, the female student union strode forward.
In the meeting room, with the departure of the female student president, Jason, who had a serious face just now, suddenly became excited.
Extra meal!
Still food made by the teacher in the cooking class!
That must taste great!
Jason thought.
The female pastry chef watched all this with a smile on her face.
She knew Jason was there to eat.
Although I feel sorry for my friend, but compared with Jason, what is Teddy
It's just that she stayed in a good mood.
The kind that can be thrown away at will.
I'm sorry I'm sorry.
and…
Jason is so cute right now.
Different from that powerful appearance.
But, it moved her even more.
what to do
what to do
Some couldn't help it.
Jason, who was immersed in food fantasies, seemed to have noticed something. When he turned his head, he saw only the female pastry chef with a confused face.
"Did I fall asleep just now?"
"I have this problem."
"I always don't know when I fall asleep."
After noticing Jason's gaze, the female pastry chef explained with some embarrassment.
"Since childhood?"
Jason asked.
"no."
"It appeared after I accidentally lit the cooking classroom on fire during my last entrance exam."
"The doctor said it was similar to post-traumatic stress syndrome."
The female pastry chef shook her head and said.
Also PTSD
Jason was taken aback.
It never occurred to him that the female pastry chef had a similar experience to 'him'.
"Do you need to see a doctor again?"
"I know a psychiatrist who is very good."
Jason said out of concern for his friends.
"Is that Doctor Hannibal?"
asked the pastry chef.
Jason nodded.
Suddenly, an extremely strong resistance appeared in the female pastry chef's heart.
Then, the words that emerged from the bottom of her heart made her speak involuntarily:
"No."
"That doctor gave me a weird feeling."
"I don't like it very much."
Jason stared at the female pastry chef, and immediately chose to give up after discovering the female pastry chef's persistence.
"OK."
He just did it out of good intentions and didn't force it.
Then, the two walked towards the racecourse together.
This time, the female pastry chef who walked beside Jason completely recovered the slightly confused feeling.
Jason looked at the female pastry chef calmly and remained silent.
Everyone in the world has secrets that cannot be revealed.
It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Because, who can really open their hearts
After all, there are two things in this world you can't look at... the sun and the human heart.
Along the way, after all the members of the student union assembled, Jason brought the female pastry chef to the racecourse.
"Mr. Jason, all the staff are assembled."
"Excuse me, what are we training today?"
The female student council president stood at the front of the queue and reported to Jason.
Jason was about to say something.
Suddenly he felt a gaze sweep over him.
Filled with extreme malice.
'Ghost Squad'? !
Jason's eyes turned cold.
Subconsciously, she moved towards the position of the female pastry chef.
Then-
boom!
The female student council president fell to the ground with the gunshots.
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