That plump body was trying to curl itself up, trying to hide behind the counter, but helplessly, the other party's body was really too fat, and he only hid his head, revealing most of his body.
Seemingly aware that such hiding was useless, the other party hesitated for a moment, then stood up.
The face of the other party is still young, but the hair is a little bald, the body is bloated, the face is a little greasy, and the expression is full of embarrassment.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
"When I came here, the door was unlocked."
"I'll just come in."
The other party explained, as if to make Jason and the female pastry chef believe in him, and the other party immediately said: "I am Chaltai Kelan, and I am a writer!"
"I'm collecting wind nearby, and I heard the rumors about His Excellency Jason, so I want to ask about it."
Jason didn't speak, just pointed to the other side's mouth.
As soon as the other party raised his hand, he touched the residue of the cake.
Immediately, the fat man who called himself a writer became even more embarrassed.
"I can't help myself when it comes to eating..."
The other party wanted to explain something, but when Jason's face sank and he hadn't even let out any breath, the fat man who called himself a writer's knees went limp.
thump.
The other party fell to his knees directly, almost crying bitterly and shouting:
"I was wrong, and I dare not do it again."
"I'm just a low-level writer. I try my best to write manuscripts every day, but the writing is too bad, and the manuscript fee is very little. I was too hungry just now, and I couldn't hold back."
"sorry."
As he spoke, the writer burst into tears.
"Chartai Kelan?"
The female pastry chef was stunned for a moment, as if she had an impression of the name.
"You know him?"
Jason asked.
"Well, he should be a columnist for Xindecheng Daily before."
"At the time, there were some small celebrities, but later it was rumored that they were often beaten by a group of angry readers because of collecting news, eating bad stomachs, and breaking updates, and then they disappeared."
The female pastry chef said she knew it.
But the fat man kneeling there raised his hand.
After getting permission from Jason's eyes, the fat man said immediately.
"It's not missing."
"It's recuperating in the hospital."
"But the hospital charges are too expensive, I can only run out halfway, hoping to write again, and then..."
With that said, the fat man looked at Jason again.
There is no doubt that Jason can be regarded as the man of the hour in Xinde City recently.
Not only reporters want to interview, some writers also want to write some novels, biographies and so on based on Jason.
Chaltai Kelan in front of him is one of them.
However, compared with others, this fat man is much more honest.
"The editor-in-chief promised me that as long as I can write a novel based on you, Mr. Jason, I will be allowed to re-serialize the column, and I will be given two days off a year."
"Of course, I am willing to give you half of my manuscript fee."
"I hope you can give me this chance."
The fat man looked at Jason pitifully.
"What if you lose this opportunity?"
Jason asked.
Suddenly, the fat man's expression became gloomy.
"If I didn't have this opportunity, I would probably go fishing in the sea. Although I am afraid of water, heights and darkness, at least I won't starve to death on a fishing boat, and I can lose weight along the way. Maybe I will lose weight. Will be surprisingly popular...”
His mouth was full of hopeful words, but his expression became more and more gloomy.
The fat man kneeling there, from the perspective of Jason and the female pastry chef, looked gloomy.
"Writer, it's really pitiful."
The female pastry chef couldn't help but whispered.
Jason nodded in agreement.
Moreover, he has a deeper feeling.
"Writing a book is really a dead end."
With such a sigh, Jason walked up to the fat man.
The other party, who was still complaining about himself, was taken aback. The kneeling posture immediately turned into a slumped sitting posture.
My belly is too big to sit upright.
Even if it is paralyzed, it is because of the support of the elbow.
Otherwise, just lie flat.
"Do you have a pen and paper?"
Jason looked at Chaltai Kelan who was struggling to support himself and asked.
"You, you agreed?"
Chaltai Kelan's eyes widened.
He just thought he was hopeless.
After all, he also knows that he looks ugly, speaks incoherently, and it is difficult to persuade others. If he is not starving to death, he will not make up his mind to go out of the house.
The surprise came so suddenly that Chaltai Kelan couldn't react.
"you are not willing?"
Jason asked back.
"Willing! Willing!"
Chaltai Kelan struggled to get up from the ground, took out a pencil and a notebook from his jacket pocket, and was about to start writing, but was stopped by Jason again.
"You can write."
"But, write as I say."
"You can polish, but not change."
Jason said so.
Such words made Chaltai Kelan hesitate, but...
Goo!
The growl in his stomach made him choose to face reality.
"Can."
Chaltai Kelan gritted his teeth and said.
Jason was very satisfied with this answer.
Since one wants to gain more city recognition through newspapers, the latter is naturally more suitable for journalists' interviews and writers' columns.
Because it is a long-term effect, it may not be as good as the explosion on the day of the interview, but the water flows long and moistens things silently.
When choosing a columnist, it is natural to choose an obedient one who will not exaggerate too much.
The fat man in front of him was undoubtedly the best candidate.
Could there be a better collaborator than a man who is cornered and has no choice
Naturally, the other party also likes food.
"shall we start now?"
Chartai Kelan looked at the thinking Jason and asked cautiously.
"certainly."
“We started at 221B Pea Point Street, a morning when a veteran suffering from PTSD met… ”
Jason moved a chair, sat in the chair and talked.
Chaltai Kelan crawled there and recorded.
Looking at this scene, the female pastry chef couldn't help but smile, turned around and began to clean up everything in the shop.
Although I haven't come back for only two days, some dust is inevitable.
When she cleaned the inside of the shop and walked towards the back door with a basin to pour water, her expression changed.
The confused and quiet temperament suddenly became wild.
She carefully looked inside the door, closed the door gently, walked to the side of the alley, and pushed open the back door of No. 221A. A group of people were waiting there. After seeing her, everyone knelt on one knee.
But just when these people were about to speak out, she stopped them.
"Go and write down all the reporters who are blocking the outside, find out which newspapers and publishing houses they come from, and then buy these newspapers and publishing houses."
"besides… "
"Forget it, that's all."
After speaking, she returned the same way.
Originally, she wanted to buy the newspaper office that Chaltai Kelan belonged to.
But it was about Jason, she had to hesitate.
It would be bad if Jason found out.
Back to the back door of the bakery, she staggered.
The female pastry chef came back to her senses.
"Huh?"
"Am I in a daze again?"
The female pastry chef patted her forehead lightly, then, with a naive smile, she returned to the pastry house with an empty water basin and continued to clean.
Jason who was sitting there didn't seem to have discovered anything at all, but just told Chaltai Kelan about some things that happened.
Only when the female pastry chef passed by, would she frown and look at that figure from behind.
But Jason didn't say anything more.
That's how it goes.
In the next six weeks, Jason went to St. Mungo's College and the police station on time to perform his duties as a student union instructor and special advisor. For the rest of the time, he walked throughout Xinde City and told Chaltai Curran what happened.
I have to say that Chaltay Kelan is worthy of his former fame, and the writing about "Detective Jason" is quite good.
In the second week, the city's approval rate reached 100%!
And now
Jason glanced at [city approval 500%].
This is not the final result, and the city's recognition is still growing.
This is naturally due to the circulation of Xindecheng Daily.
As the paper media with the longest history in Xindecheng, it has always been the most recognized newspaper in Xindecheng.
Of course, this is also related to Jason appearing on the news page from time to time.
Jason, who was walking in Xinde City, would always find corpses from time to time.
Although his original purpose, just to find the 'Ghost Squad'.
With the frequent occurrence of similar incidents, Jason's reputation has once again increased. Many people have become accustomed to calling Jason a detective. Naturally, this also brought troubles for Jason's travel.
For the past two weeks, he has had to wear a scarf to hide his face.
Also annoying, 'Watch Dogs Bakery'.
More and more people blocked the door.
In addition to the original reporters, there are also some readers who are attracted by "Jason's Detective Collection".
There are some fanatics among them.
Their behavior is beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.
As a last resort, Edward and Bansy came forward.
After detaining several fans who wanted to sneak into the pastry house at night and show love to Jason, this trend was finally contained, but in order to be quieter, Jason had to choose another address.
Together with the female pastry chef, they moved into a house rewarded by the military department, not far from Pea Corner Street, diagonally opposite Hannibal Clinic.
The female pastry chef was a little unhappy about this.
But she will never back down.
She wouldn't leave Jason and Hannibal alone.
It's not just women who miss her man.
And men are also concerned.
Compared with the men who climbed the window of the pastry house at night, this man in front of him is more dangerous.
because…
This man's cooking skills are too superb.
Even if the female pastry chef doesn't want to admit it, she has to admit that the other party's culinary skills are worse than hers. Maybe she is not as good as hers in pastry, but she is worse than her in other aspects.
This makes the female pastry chef seem insulted.
Began to study all kinds of recipes desperately.
Today is no exception.
In Hannibal's kitchen, the female pastry chef was busy.
Jason and Hannibal sat opposite each other, and an old man wearing glasses sat beside him.
"Professor Coulson, what do you mean to say that the Church of Dawn, which was already in decline at that time, collapsed overnight because of a certain plan?"
Holding a teacup, Jason asked with great interest.
Coulson, a professor of history at St. Mungo's College, is a friend of Hannibal's.
In order to investigate "The Name Singing in the Starry Sky", after being introduced by Hannibal, the two sides got acquainted.
Jason invites each other in the name of holding a banquet from time to time.
After coming and going, the two sides became friends, and the conversation became casual. The old teacher also said some taboo things.
"Um."
"I can confirm that it is related to the Pruss family and the crocodile."
"But more, I don't know."
"Most of those materials have been destroyed artificially, and I was lucky to be able to find them."
The old professor said with a smile.
"So, 'The Name Singing in the Starry Sky' may be related to the Church of Dawn?"
Jason guessed.
"Not possible."
"It's a must!"
The old professor emphasized his tone. He put down the teacup first, and then spoke again.
"The Prussian family is very powerful, this is something that no one can deny."
"But compared with the Chenxi family, there is a huge difference."
"Even in its heyday, the Prussian family could only control Decheng and influence some surrounding cities. However, three hundred years ago, even the declining Church of Dawn affected the entire Federation. You can imagine that in its heyday, What does Dawn Church look like?"
"Control the Federation, Overlord?"
Jason whispered to himself.
The old professor smiled, neither admitted nor denied, but the answer was obvious.
After all, the prefix of the Prussian family is Dawn.
"The prefix of the Prussian family is Dawn."
"Is there any existence similar to the Prussian family?"
Jason asked the doubts in his heart.
"certainly!"
"Before the establishment of the 'Silver Federation', there were at least 7 families with such a prefix, but with the establishment of the 'Silver Federation', such families dropped sharply to only the Prussian family."
"The rest are gone - that's what the public is saying, what the truth is, no one knows, and neither do I."
"But I guess, it's not a happy process."
The old professor picked up the teacup again.
In the dense heat, Jason seemed to see scenes of wars where swords were swung and guns fired.
The battle of family delisting
Naturally, it is necessary to fight to the end.
As for the result
Just look at the 'Silver Commonwealth'.
Now that the 'Silver Federation' has been established, those families have naturally disappeared.
Perhaps some have fallen into the arms of the 'Silver Federation', but the family name should be gone.
etc!
Since these families with the prefix "Dawn" are likely to be integrated into the "Silver Federation", it is naturally possible for the "Silver Federation" to know some secrets of "The Name Singing in the Starry Sky".
It is possible that the Prussian family does not know this or these secrets.
Moreover, because of this or these secrets, the Prussian family became a 'fish that slipped through the net' and was not wiped out when the 'Silver Federation' was established.
It is precisely because of this that the 'Ghost Squad' will appear.
No!
It should be earlier!
The betrayal of the 'Ghost Squad' is in the 'Battle of Tokujo'!
Decheng was originally the predecessor of Xindecheng.
Perhaps at that time, the layout of everything began.
Jason thought.
The clues in my mind became clearer.
Just when he opened his mouth to ask something more interesting, there was the sound of running quickly outside the door, followed by little Bancy's frantic knocking on the door.
Boom boom boom!
Accompanied by such a knock on the door, there was an unprecedented panic from little Bansy.
"Jason, it's bad!"