I, Simond, the apartment manager.
Once I was a doctor.
Unfortunately, a medical accident caused me to lose my medical qualification certificate.
It also ruined my future completely.
No hospital or medical institution in Xinde City will hire a stupid doctor who leaves gauze in the patient's body.
In order to survive, I had to let go of my pride and apply for a more humble position.
Eventually, I became an apartment manager.
The meager salary is only enough for my basic life.
I don't care much about that anymore.
When I lost my doctor's pride, I was dead.
But Bala showed up.
The man who disqualified me as a doctor.
He had obviously forgotten me long ago.
And I feel a little guilty about him.
For this trace of guilt, I invited him to drink twice.
This made him think I was a friend. One day when he was drunk, he even told me the story that he and his accomplices were professional liars who were looking for people to cheat.
Among them, including me.
Back then, I was also the target of their deception.
That's not what Barra told me.
It was after he drank that I saw his wounds hidden under his clothes.
That stitching is very familiar.
Even after more than ten years, I haven't forgotten it.
That is, I sewed it.
I wanted to kill him then.
But my reason tells me that he is just one of them, and there is another one.
If I kill him, the other one will surely run away.
In fact, the other is the planner, the mastermind.
Bala
Just a little guy.
I don't know what the two of them are doing when they return to Xinde City.
But I know that I only have one chance.
For this reason, I prepared and practiced many times.
In order to be seamless.
Everything went well.
until…
The appearance of that man.
"You, how do you know?"
The apartment manager stared at Jason with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.
His plan is obviously perfect and seamless.
But why can the man in front of him see through at a glance.
Doesn't he have superpowers
But even with super powers, can it be so unreasonable to solve a case with super powers
"Everything is obvious."
Jason said lightly.
After speaking, he walked out.
The female pastry chef is not around, how does he know how to explain.
But the indifferent tone and thick back gave people around a feeling of 'everything is obvious, if you can't see it, it may only be because you are too stupid'.
At least that's how Bancy felt.
He looked at the apartment manager who was already unable to kneel down on the ground, and then at Jason's back.
He couldn't help but turned his head and asked his captain.
"Captain, do you know?"
"certainly."
"Isn't everything obvious?"
"Here is temporarily handed over to you."
"I'll come as I go."
Edward looked like I knew everything, and then he went straight to Jason.
How could he know
But how can you say you don't know in front of your subordinates
You must ask clearly and come back.
Edward thought and walked faster and faster.
But Jason wasn't slow either.
as if...
avoid me
Edward thought subconsciously.
But then shook his head.
How could Jason escape.
I just asked him how he found the murderer, and what reason did he have for escaping
Edward speeded up immediately.
It's just that Jason is a little faster.
Jason's footsteps did not slow down until he was approaching the 'Looking Dog Bakery'.
"Jason wait for me."
"What are you doing so fast?"
Edward who caught up asked.
"Isn't it obvious?"
Jason asked back.
Edward was taken aback.
Is it obvious again
Am I really that stupid
Just when the leader of the special operations team fell into doubts about his life, a sweet smell of pastries entered his nose.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Edward's mind.
"pastry!"
"Are you here for lunch?"
Edward blurted out.
Edward heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Jason nodding.
Good thing I'm not really stupid.
And when Edward was relieved, Jason was also relieved.
Fortunately, the meal came in time.
Ding!
Jason pushed the door open and the doorbell rang.
"Jason, you're back."
"Lunch will be ready soon."
The female pastry chef who was playing with a chocolate banana split raised her head with a smile.
"Um."
"I'm going to wash my hands."
Jason said as he walked towards the corridor.
At this time, Edward told the female pastry chef what happened just now.
"How did Jason know?"
Edward couldn't help asking at the end.
"Everything is obvious!"
"The expression of Mr. Simond, the apartment manager, revealed everything."
"He was so calm."
"It doesn't look like someone seeing a corpse for the first time."
"Or more accurately, not like an unrelated person who saw the body."
"With Jason's keen observation skills, he will definitely be able to spot the clues."
The female pastry chef spoke as a matter of course.
"That is to say... Jason is cheating on him?"
Edward froze for a moment and asked.
"No, no no."
"Jason's not like that."
"Jason must have checked the drawer where the murder weapon was stored when Bancy led that Mr. Simond to open the door, so the murderer was locked."
The female pastry chef waved her hand, correcting the mistakes in Edward's words.
"So that's how it is."
"I understand."
Edward nodded suddenly, and then gave a thumbs up to Jason who came out.
"Really keen observation and careful action."
After speaking, Edward walked out.
He's not here for dinner.
Although that banana split is very tempting.
But he needs to go back and answer questions to Banxi and others, to prove that although he is not as observant as Jason, he is only slightly inferior.
Ding!
As the doorbell rang, Edward ran back faster than before.
The female pastry chef came over with an enlarged chocolate banana split.
In the huge glass plate, the cream is on the outermost layer, and the whole bananas are arranged in two rows. On top of it, two ice cream balls and one waffle are arranged, with a total of more than ten layers.
Rolled chocolate sauce, poured over the top.
Immediately, the aroma is enticing.
Jason picked up the spoon and dug out a large piece from top to bottom.
This one includes chocolate sauce, hot waffles, cold ice cream, overripe bananas, and sweetened whipped cream.
After one bite, these flavors burst out quickly on the taste buds.
Especially the hot waffles and cold ice cream.
It's like a pair of protagonists fighting endlessly, not only exuding their own charm, but also bringing other flavors along.
The hand is swift, bringing up layers of phantoms.
Jason dug spoonful by spoonful.
The enlarged banana split disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The female pastry chef took out another plate from the counter with a smile.
Then, he turned around and took a pot of freshly brewed black tea.
Just as Jason finished eating the second plate of chocolate banana splits and picked up his teacup—
Ding!
Doorbell rang.
"Good afternoon, Mentor Jason, Gichel."
Teddy, the president of St. Mungo's Student Union, pushed the door open and greeted the two of them.
The female pastry chef is subconsciously going to her friend.
But, the next moment.
Jason grabbed her arm and pulled her behind.
Then…
The sound of swallowing saliva sounded quietly.