After a complex, mysterious but short voice, the brilliance suddenly appeared.
The dazzling light enveloped the vehicles driven by David and Hunter, as well as the men in black with guns.
"Ah!"
Cries of pain rang out one after another.
"Flash bomb!"
"There is an ambush!"
"Conceal! Conceal!"
The leading man in black shouted loudly.
But, it's too late.
Just like that, Jason's figure appeared among the men in black, and his tall, strong body spun rapidly with the broad-bladed short-handled machete in his hand.
Woo!
The blade sliced through the air, roaring.
Puff puff!
Everyone around Jason suffered fatal blows.
Moreover, with the movement of Jason's footsteps, the range of such slashes continued to expand.
When David and Hunter regained their vision, there was a piece of stumped limbs and arms in front of them, and a figure stood straight in it. The ice hockey mask on his face looked more ferocious and terrifying amidst the blood.
Hunter never thought of himself as a timid person, but at this moment he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
what happened
It was obvious that he was surrounded by a group of people just now.
Why are you surrounded by a person now
Even, if possible, he would rather choose his previous opponent.
Because, the blood-stained guy in front of him looked like a perverted murderer.
Those dead guys on the ground are the best proof.
However, as a policeman, Hunter subconsciously raised his gun.
But the next moment, David held the gun down.
"Master Jason?"
David asked tentatively.
Jason
Hunter froze for a moment, then looked at Jason sharply.
He felt that the figure in front of him was a bit familiar just now, but when David's words came out, the figure in front of him immediately merged with the tall, strong figure in his memory.
It's Jason!
Hunter thought with certainty.
Jason, standing in front of the two of them, denied it categorically.
"Jason? Are you talking about that famous writer?"
"Sorry, I'm not."
"I'm just a 'mask man' passing by."
Jason was talking nonsense seriously.
famous writer
Liar!
Who but yourself would give such a high opinion of a third-rate writer
The young Hunter could hardly control his expression and wanted to roll his eyes.
David was much more normal, he kept that habitual smile.
"Your Excellency the 'Mask Man' passing by, do you have anything else to do?"
"If not, we'll leave first."
The middle-aged sheriff asked tentatively.
Although he had confirmed that the person in front of him was Jason, the scene in front of him still shocked the middle-aged sheriff.
In the past twenty years of handling cases, the middle-aged police chief has already seen too many vicious guys, but the middle-aged police chief can be sure that the sum of these vicious guys is not as good as A little finger of Jason in front of him.
Look at the corpses on the ground.
How long has it been since the light flickered just now
a second
two seconds
In such a short period of time, so many people were killed, why did he become a writer, the middle-aged police chief didn't know, he only knew that if the other party wanted to trouble them, they were really dead.
So, the middle-aged sheriff tried.
He wanted to know Jason's attitude.
The result was a relief for him.
The moment he finished speaking, Jason turned around and left.
Hunter kept his eyes on Jason.
At this moment, when he saw Jason leaving, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But the middle-aged sheriff spoke again.
"etc."
"Can you tell me why you helped me?"
asked the middle-aged sheriff.
"Those who hold salaries for everyone should not freeze to death in the wind and snow."
Jason kept walking, but the voice of his words came from afar, clearly piercing into the ears of David and Hunter.
After the two were slightly startled, they unconsciously murmured this sentence.
Hunter's eyes became brighter and brighter, and a kind of belief seemed to be gushing out.
Before, he also had a similar belief, but it was very vague.
But now, this belief became clear with Jason's voice.
At this moment, he found the value of self-existence.
David was different.
The middle-aged police chief, who already knew what he was going to do, shook his head slightly and chuckled.
"I just did what I had to do."
He said so.
Then, he raised his head and shouted loudly at the distant figure——
"Thanks."
Hearing such thanks, Jason's mouth curled up behind the mask, but his voice was mumbled indistinctly.
"What a fool."
There are always such a group of fools in the world who stand up when others are desperate.
Bring light to others!
Just like the stars at night!
Dispel the darkness of the world!
They are called…
hero.
A bunch of fools exist.
I sincerely hope that these fools live a long and worry-free life.
Otherwise, the dispelled darkness will come back sooner or later, making the whole world look like an abyss, like hell.
Jason had seen that before.
In, the city that never sleeps.
It has long been a hell on earth.
One such place is enough.
more
I'm afraid the universe will be destroyed.
Jason turned his head and looked aside.
John, who came as agreed, parked the car on the side of the road. In the driver's seat, John looked at Jason with a little surprise.
He witnessed what just happened.
He wasn't surprised that Jason would make a move.
Just surprised the way Jason shot it.
He had seen similar people in his 'career', but he didn't expect that Jason would be like this.
Why would such a person become a writer
Like me, is it also because of retirement
John couldn't help thinking.
Jason walked around the car, opened the door and got into the co-pilot.
Just after Jason was done, John handed Jason a document bag.
"The information you want about 'Edward', the former employer of Butler Aimode."
John said cleanly as always.
"Thanks."
Jason opened the brown paper bag while talking.
There is a thick stack of materials inside, and these materials are quite detailed.
From the birth of 'Edward' until his disappearance.
Edward was born in Cherry City in 1933. His family was wealthy. He received an elite education since he was a child. He took over the family's business as an adult, including a bank and a mining company.
Fendert was able to become the butler of Edward's family because of the letter of recommendation from the old butler of Edward's family before retirement.
The two parties have cooperated for nearly 30 years. Fendilt has been diligently helping Edward, and Edward has assuredly handed over many businesses to Fendilt.
If this continues, Fendilt will definitely take care of two or even three generations of Edward's family like the old butler before him, and introduce a new butler when he retires.
Or, simply let his heir inherit his profession and become the inheritance steward of Edward's family.
It's just that things went wrong.
In 1997, Edward suddenly contracted a strange disease. Not only did he become delirious, but he also made several irrational investments, causing the entire Edward family to decline.
After flipping through the files, Jason looked at the photo in the file.
This is an old black and white photo, at least 20 years old, or even longer, and the corners are slightly played.
In the photo, there are two people, one sitting and one standing.
A much younger Fendilt stood there with a smile on his face, and in front of him was a well-dressed middle-aged man with a beard.
The man is holding a cane in his hand, with both hands resting on it, the left hand is at the bottom, the right hand is at the top, and on the exposed right index finger is a ring inlaid with gemstones.
Although it was a black and white photo, Jason was still able to roughly estimate how expensive the ring was.
"Such a family with banks and mines..."
Jason said, looking at John.
Although Jason didn't finish speaking, John understood what Jason wanted to say.
A family with banks and mines cannot disappear so quickly.
Unless someone is interfering with it.
As for Edward's wrong decision
A person who has inherited the family for decades and is a stable and transitional helm of the family is definitely not a fool. He may make a mistake once due to an accident, but it is absolutely impossible to make several mistakes in a row.
And such continuous accidents and mistakes are enough to explain some problems.
"there are some problems."
"But very cryptic."
"It seems that someone is covering up such a thing. There is no clue in my channel, but I have heard some rumors."
John talked about his investigation after reading the documents.
"rumor?"
Jason is interested.
Although the rumors are mostly speculative.
However, there is still a source.
"Edward was often heard exclaiming at night in the year before his bankruptcy."
"It's the kind of exclamation with unknown meaning and full of fear."
"And from that time on, Edward began to make investments that ordinary people don't understand: spending high prices and buying some weird things."
John continued.
"Strange stuff?"
Jason became more and more interested.
He seemed to smell the presence of 'food'.
"Well, these things are very hidden. Edward never let more people see them. They were just dictated by Fendilt afterwards, and the butler didn't want to mention these things."
"In fact, if it weren't for finding out about Edward's whereabouts, everyone believed that the butler would keep his mouth shut."
John nodded and explained.
"Then how did Edward disappear?"
Jason asked.
In the information just now, Edward's disappearance was recorded, but the record was very vague, with only a few sentences: After Edward left the rented house in the suburbs, he never came back.
People around said that the desolate Edward seemed to be unable to accept the status quo and became crazy.
It is also said that Edward showed signs of committing suicide more than once.
Everything is in line with common sense.
It is the performance of a frustrated person.
If there is no previous 'abnormal' investment.
"It's just as it is recorded in the data."
"Fendilt proves that statement."
"Edward once said that he was deceived, that he was a liar."
"However, there is one thing that I am very concerned about."
John paused, and the expression on his face became a little strange.
Jason didn't rush, he waited quietly.
After a second or two, John continued:
"Three months after Edward disappeared, someone saw Edward!"
"But Edward's ghost!"
"ghost?"
"Well, ghost!"
"Witnesses said that Edward wandered around his old house, his whole body was illusory."
"The witnesses at the time were terrified and ran straight home."
"And it's not the first time."
"After that, when someone wanted to buy Edward's old house, they also encountered a similar situation, except that they were more bizarre, as if they were drawn into a nightmare."
"After two incidents, Edward's old house is completely deserted."
"Soon, the place was deserted, but last summer, there was a sudden fire, and the fire engulfed the entire mansion. By the time the fire brigade arrived, it had already been burned to ruins."
Haunted old house
burnt
In addition, Edward bought strange things before.
Jason couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
He always felt that someone was removing traces.
Obviously, it's not just Jason who thinks so, some people think so too.
"A few days after this incident, some people started wandering around the old Edward house."
"They were obviously looking for something."
"However, they all returned empty-handed."
"It was no secret at the time. Many people in the underground world of Cherry City went to try their luck."
"They saw those guys."
"It should be an outsider."
"Very difficult to mess with."
John emphasized.
"And after that?"
Jason asked.
"Afterwards a lot of people became more and more interested, and the 'Edward's disappearance' reappeared in the field of vision of these guys, and they started investigating, and then..."
"Death has begun!"
John's face became serious.
He began to describe the part of the previous investigation that concerned him the most.
"The first three people who started the investigation all died unexpectedly."
"Drowning, Accidental Electric Shock and Car Accidents!."
"The three of them are the most famous private investigators and investigators in Cherry City."
"Two of them died quietly, and their bodies were cold when they were found."
"However, the one who had the car accident left a message—"
"He's holding a doll in his hand."
"In front of the car, there will be dolls that someone will use to decorate. Most people will choose something they like, or cute."
Having said that, John pointed to the center console of his car, on which there was a dog doll that looked like a terrier, connected with a spring, and when touched slightly, it would nod up and down and sway endlessly.
"But his doll is different, and he didn't glue the doll on it, but held it in his hand in advance—someone investigated, the detective bought this doll about three days ago, and then kept it next to him , it seems that he has already foreseen his own destiny, in order to leave a message for people."
"What is that doll?"
Jason couldn't help asking.
John answered straight away—
"Is an… "
"coffin!"