have dinner
Griffin stared at Jason blankly.
At this moment, the man who called himself a lobbyist finally understood the horror of post-traumatic stress syndrome, which can turn a normal person into a lunatic.
Don't reason with the lunatic, Griffin looked at Edward who was on the side.
Then
"Yes, just to visit the Senator."
"After I came to Xinde City, I haven't paid a formal visit."
Edward said so.
"Are you crazy too?"
"Is Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome Contagious?"
Griffin growled.
Edward ignored the growl.
At this moment, the leader of the special operations team finally understood why a seemingly ordinary case was extremely difficult, and there was even no clue at all.
Because all clues have been erased.
It's like a horse farm guard who was poisoned.
besides…
His subordinates who were poisoned!
Thinking of this, Edward's eyes became cold.
He doesn't mind himself or his subordinates dying on the battlefield or in missions.
Because this is the fate of soldiers.
But die at the hands of one's own people
He can't accept it.
"Do you know what Senator Davide stands for?"
"He is the real high-level executive of Xinde City!"
"As a strong candidate for mayor, he also owns banks, iron mines and car dealerships in Xinde City!"
Griffin's voice rose gradually.
He didn't want to face such a big man who could crush him to death with a random finger.
He hasn't lived enough.
He still has a great life.
he also...
At this time, Jason looked over.
Jason's patience disappeared bit by bit, and hunger filled his eyes, making his gaze a little ferocious.
Griffin saw such a look.
Immediately, the previous experience of being shrouded in terror emerged in my mind.
The sense of oppression that seemed to be the predator at the top of the food chain made Griffin shrink his neck, and then shouted in a higher voice:
"I despise this so-called big man the most!"
"I know where his secret residence is!"
"His secret must be there!"
"I'll take you there!"
After finishing speaking, Griffin showed a flattering smile and looked at Jason.
"lead the way."
Jason said.
After locking the 'Looking Dog Pastry House', a group of people squeezed into Edward's car and drove out of Xinde City according to Griffin's guidance.
During the period, Griffin strongly requested to sit in the co-pilot, but was silently rejected.
The female pastry chef sat in the passenger seat, and Banci drove.
Jason and Edward sat in the back row, and Griffin was between them.
"I'm not a prisoner!"
"You two, I have already joined you!"
"It's my own!"
Griffin emphasized.
I can't help it if I don't emphasize it. Jason's aura next to him is getting more and more terrifying, especially when there was a "goo, goo" sound in his stomach just now. Griffin is worried that if he doesn't express his position, he will be eaten.
Because of this, Griffin didn't dare to play tricks at all, and pointed the way honestly.
When the car left Xinde City, the road suddenly became rough, and the car felt full of bumps.
But in less than ten minutes, when the car turned into a fork, the road suddenly became smooth.
"Is there a road here?"
The female pastry chef was surprised.
"Senator David made it for his own convenience."
"It is not recorded in the management of public facilities in Xinde City."
"Very few people know."
Griffin responded immediately.
In the car just now, there was only his voice guiding the way, and the rest of the people were silent. This kind of oppressive feeling made Griffin almost suffocate. Now someone finally spoke, and he immediately opened up the topic.
"It's not just this road."
"And so is the manor at the end of the road."
"besides… "
"He still has a secret club in Xinde City."
"A lot of big names are regulars there."
"It is rumored that he has also funded several mercenaries for battlefield trade."
"Battlefield trade?"
When the female pastry chef heard this term for the first time, curiosity flashed in her eyes.
"It's the trafficking of arms, people, etc."
"Some people say that David started his business by selling arms and people."
"However, it's just a rumor and there is no real evidence."
Griffin said, subconsciously wanting to shrug.
But there were Jason and Edward sitting on the left and the right, and the not-so-spacious back seat was packed tightly.
Sitting in the middle, he is like a little chicken.
Not to mention shrugging, I couldn't even move.
I'm so miserable!
I shouldn't have taken this task.
I would never have met this horrible man without taking this quest.
I wouldn't risk it without meeting this dreadful man.
Griffin felt sorry for himself.
Edward reacted quickly.
"Bansy, turn off the lights!"
Without any hesitation, Bansy turned off the lights directly.
"Those are just rumors, don't be so nervous, right?"
Griffin, who just shouted self-pity, said with a dry smile.
However, amidst the dry laughter, they looked left and right, as if they were very worried that heavily armed mercenaries would rush out from both sides of the road and surround them.
Edward also took out his gun and was vigilant.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense.
"parking."
Suddenly, Jason, who had been silent all this time, spoke.
Bancy immediately braked and turned to look at Jason.
Edward, the female pastry chef, and Griffin also looked at Jason.
Jason closed his eyes, and under the blessing of [Blind Fighting], his perception was four times that of ordinary people.
Some small movements were instantly picked up by Jason's ears.
For example: breathing.
One, two, three...
Jason silently counted the sounds of breathing not far ahead.
"There are twelve people ahead."
After Jason finished speaking, he pushed open the car door and walked down.
Edward was about to follow, but Jason's figure quickly disappeared into the night.
"Is he crazy?"
Griffin, who claimed to be a lobbyist, lowered his voice and said.
Then, pointing to the direction where Jason left, he continued:
"How did he know there were twelve people ahead?"
"In such a dark night, what can he see?"
"And, did he close his eyes just now?"
"Did he think he was a bat?"
Facing the tense situation, Griffin thought more and more.
Edward on the side made his head ache from the noise, and directly held Griffin's chin with the gun in his hand.
"Shut up."
Immediately, Griffin shut up obediently.
Still, Griffin shrugged his shoulders to make his case.
This time, he succeeded.
After Jason was gone, he was finally able to shrug his shoulders freely.
Once is naturally not enough.
But before he came again, the car door opened.
In the dark night, the tall and strong figure returned to the car again.
A faint smell of blood permeated the air.
Next to Jason, Griffin, who was squeezed into the middle again, shivered instantly.
"Solution, solved?"
Griffin asked subconsciously, but his voice was stuttering.
Jason didn't answer, looked at Bancy and said:
"drive."