Listen to a twisted killer tell a twisted truth, or go back to dinner
Jason chose the latter without hesitation.
Not only because the female pastry chef's breakfast was delicious enough, but also because he knew exactly what that perverted killer wanted to say, or rather, what he wanted to do.
It was nothing more than dragging him into the quagmire to gain a chance of survival.
As for how to do it
As long as the bottom line of being a human being is put aside, there are too many ways.
And does the other party still have a bottom line
Think about those who died.
The answer is already obvious.
Huh
The taste of milk porridge!
Jason, who was already sitting at the dining table, quickly calmed down when he smelled the aroma of the food. He was sitting tight and waiting for the female pastry chef to bring the food.
At the same time, he told himself.
restraint!
Be sure to exercise restraint!
Jason has discovered his biggest weakness: when it comes to food, he is easily impulsive.
This is not advisable!
All he comes into contact with are enemies who don't know him well.
If you encounter an enemy who understands him, it is likely to take countermeasures.
At that time, he will fall into a place of eternal doom.
Therefore, he must learn to restrain himself.
It was a bit difficult to start with 'food' at the beginning, so he planned to start with ordinary food.
Moreover, it is not not to eat.
Just look at the food and endure it for three minutes before eating.
He thinks this is very simple, he can do it.
Self-discipline set me free!
Self-discipline is my freedom!
self-discipline…
It smells so good!
Jason picked up the basin in front of him and drank it down.
The oatmeal is moderately hard and soft, very delicious.
The aroma of milk is strong.
This is what breakfast should have. I really don't know how Gillick makes breakfast
Obviously very good ingredients can be made into food that even dogs hate.
Or a stray dog.
Jason saw the disgusting scene of "Private Soldiers" before, but he had to eat all of it because of the bottom line he obeyed.
When Jason, who was warm in his stomach, leaned back comfortably, his face suddenly froze.
What about my self-discipline
What about my restraint
What about the agreed three minutes
Jason sat up straight silently and began to think more seriously.
Sure enough, three minutes was a bit difficult for me.
I should have started with two minutes.
Um.
Two minutes is a good choice!
Start simple and go step by step
Thinking of this, Jason immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the female pastry chef, and said:
"Can I get another one?"
"certainly."
The female pastry chef replied with a smile.
Even if he had just eaten a bowl of the same food, it would not be a problem for Jason to eat another bowl at this time.
When the female pastry chef brought the porridge with milk, Jason took the basin and drank it down again.
You said restraint for two minutes
nonexistent!
In the face of the enemy, we must kill them all!
How could the enemy know his weakness
As long as I kill all the enemies, so what if I expose my weaknesses
Thinking of this, Jason instantly had a clear idea, and his appetite became better.
"One more."
Jason picked up a piece of bread, cleaned up all the food residue in the basin, and then said.
"OK."
The female pastry chef went to prepare new food with a smile on her face.
For the female pastry chef, Jason's strength made her look sideways, and her keen insight made her admire, but what she cared most about was the meticulous attitude towards food.
Of course, more importantly, the food was made by herself.
After another two pots in a row, Jason stopped temporarily.
Not full.
It's that the female pastry chef is too tired.
Sweat had already wet the sweat on his forehead.
"Thank you."
"I will pay according to the restaurant's label."
Jason said so.
The female pastry chef subconsciously wanted to say no, but the voice in her heart told her not to speak, and gave her an offer.
"7 yuan."
said the female pastry chef.
"OK."
Jason nodded.
He just ate breakfast for about 20 people, and the ingredients are carefully selected, the price is not expensive.
The only thing to consider is that it seems like his salary is not enough for him to eat like this.
Fortunately, in addition to the police station, St. Mungo's College can also manage three meals.
"Reasonable spending is required."
"Gischel is here as a reward, just eat it every other day."
"By the way, there's also..."
"Hannibal!"
Jason immediately thought of the psychiatrist.
Immediately, he decided that a war veteran suffering from PTSD needed to see a doctor.
But thinking of 'Ghost Squad', Jason frowned.
If you reject the other party's solicitation, according to the other party's behavior style, you will definitely launch a fierce revenge.
Therefore, not only can't meet Hannibal in a short time.
Even in normal times, you need to be more careful.
This made Jason's originally good mood suddenly terrible.
Because, the female pastry chef must be within the scope of the other party's revenge.
Moreover, the other party is ruthless and will kill innocent people!
If the female pastry chef is hurt because of him, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life!
And this kind of guilt is destined to make him restless.
Jason couldn't sit still at the thought of eating badly.
Such an enemy is really terrible!
Absolutely can not stay!
Must be uprooted!
He looked at the female pastry chef who was tidying up the counter after cleaning the tableware.
"Gischel."
Jason spoke up.
"What's wrong?"
The female pastry chef looked up at Jason.
"I need to talk to you about something."
Jason's expression became serious as he spoke. He looked into the eyes of the female pastry chef and said, "It's about the 'Ghost Squad'. I...so, recently, you can temporarily close the shop and enter Edward's prepared restaurant." Safe house?"
"Of course, I will make up for the loss."
When Jason finished speaking in detail, the female pastry chef was taken aback for a moment.
Then, I laughed.
"Jason, don't you think this is an opportunity?"
asked the pastry chef.
"You want to be bait?"
Jason reacted instantly.
"No!"
The female pastry chef shook her head, and she answered with the same earnest tone.
"The direct bait is too obvious."
"Given the 'ghost squad' you're describing, they must not be fooled."
"So, we need to follow your original idea, but there must be some small changes—I want to be by your side, and then there will be some very natural negligence, so that the other party thinks it is an opportunity, so that we can attract them."
Jason frowned, thinking about what the female pastry chef said.
Very reasonable.
He has no reason to disagree.
Therefore, Jason nodded.
"Then I'll clean up first."
The female pastry chef turned around as she spoke.
When he was sure that Jason couldn't see it, a smile of secret joy appeared on his face.
Oye!