The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 470: no passive contact

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alien

How can it be!

After Brian finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

However, when he looked at Jason and John, the middle-aged father realized that his two partners had serious faces.

"I said, you don't really believe in aliens, do you?"

asked Brian.

"Anything is possible."

Jason answered seriously.

To some extent, he is considered an 'outsider'. Since he has appeared, why don't aliens appear

"Um."

John also nodded seriously.

"Hey guys."

"I just said it casually."

"What if I say it's the end of the world?"

"Such a thing, children will not believe it."

Brian spread his hands with a wry smile.

"We're not kids, we're adults, so we all have to believe and be prepared for it."

Jason answered like this.

Life in the 'city that never sleeps' has already made Jason develop the habit of 'safety first'.

No matter what kind of existence you face, this habit will not change.

"Edward found out about this, what about the others?"

"What about other people with similar identities to Edward?"

"Did they also find out and make some preparations?"

Jason asked Brian back.

Immediately, the middle-aged father withdrew his smile, sat up straight, and his face became serious.

Edward is a fact, he has seen it with his own eyes.

Can't confirm what, but if anyone else has a similar fact, then...

"I'll start investigating right away."

Thinking of this, Brian couldn't sit still anymore.

He is not afraid of danger for himself, but he is afraid of danger for his daughter.

"Not just for investigation, we also need a 'safe house', enough weapons, ammunition and living supplies."

"And, it has to be fast!"

Jason added.

"Is it because of the battle just now?"

Brian, who regained his seriousness, immediately thought of the key point.

"Not only the battle just now, but also the changes in the entire 'Cherry City'. If it is really what we guessed, I think someone will contact us soon."

"The power of those people will be far beyond imagination."

Jason narrowed his eyes slightly.

If it was really people at Edward's level who were able to discover this, some people would naturally choose Edward's approach and try to protect themselves, but what about most of them

Humans are social animals.

Even at Edward's level, there is no exception.

They are bound to unite!

Form an 'Alliance'!

And this alliance must be able to affect the entire 'world'!

As for the fact that the battle just now was not discovered

That is impossible!

At this moment, Cherry City has already entered the field of vision of some people because of that fax, and these people will definitely pay attention to what happened in Cherry City all the time.

Although John used the machine to affect the surrounding cameras, what about outside the cameras

The appearance of Edward is enough to show that this world has a 'mysterious side'.

Jason didn't simply think that Edward was the only one who mastered the 'mystery'.

The strange means of the "mysterious side" are destined to enter the vision of some people.

Even, their information may have appeared on the desktop of some big shots.

Whether this result is good or bad, Jason doesn't know yet, but Jason knows that he can't sit still and wait for the other party to come to the door.

"'World'?"

Brian whispered to himself, the 'career' experienced by this middle-aged father convinced him that Jason was definitely not an alarmist.

John silently touched the top of Daisy's head, as if sensing his master's emotional changes, Daisy reached out and licked John's palm, which brought John back to his senses.

He first smiled at Daisy, and then said slowly.

"I have a 'safe house.'"

"Just outside 'Cherry City'."

"I built it just in case, it should be safe enough - it's 500 meters underground, with granite 300 meters behind as a natural protection."

"I prepared enough reserves for 25 people to survive for 5 years there, and I also had enough weapons and ammunition to protect ourselves."

"in case?"

"Are you trying to prevent 'nuclear leveling' from washing the ground?"

Brian couldn't help but said.

As a Brian with a 'career', he also has the habit of bringing his own 'safe house'.

And, more than one.

But there has never been a 'professional' like John.

Facing Brian's evaluation, John only raised the corner of his mouth, indicating that he accepted the statement.

Of course he was prepared for 'nuclear leveling'.

Moreover, it was specially prepared according to the most advanced ground penetrating bombs.

"I also have some 'safe houses', although they cannot be compared to John's, but the supplies and weapons and ammunition inside I think can be transported there."

"And mine."

McCall, who had been leaning on the sofa chair, sat up, rubbed his sore neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you find me a bed?"

"If you don't have a bed, at least you have pillows and blankets?"

McCall sounded like he was complaining.

"I thought you could last a few more minutes."

Brian laughed.

He had just noticed that McCall was awake.

Sleeping breathing is completely different from waking breathing.

Moreover, the middle-aged father believed that Jason and John had also discovered this.

In fact, that's it.

McCall looked at Jason, John, and Brian who were not surprised at all, and immediately knew that he had been discovered long ago.

The private eye sighed.

"Sorry, I'm so used to teaming up with amateurs, I forgot that you are all experts."

"And just now, sorry I didn't help."

An apology appeared on the private detective's face, but immediately, he looked at Jason, John, and Brian with serious eyes, and lowered his voice, "I have some weapons in reserve."

"They're a little special."

While talking, McCall drew a special symbol on the small coffee table: a three-leaf fan.

"Black on a yellow background?"

asked Brian.

McCall nodded.

hiss!

A low gasp sounded from the middle-aged father's mouth.

"Aren't you a private detective?"

"Where did you get a 'nuclear level'?"

Brian looked carefully at McCall, a detective who had always shown a sense of justice.

"Can't private investigators have a 'nuclear level'?"

"It's from my previous mission. I haven't had time to figure out how to deal with them."

McCall explained.

"They?"

Brian pays more attention to this.

"Um."

McCall nodded and held up two fingers.

Brian's gaze changed again.

In the middle-aged father's heart, McCall's danger level skyrocketed, and he would soon surpass Jason.

If it wasn't for Jason showing the characteristic of 'immortality', McCall at this time would be the most dangerous in Brian's mind.

"If those guys do form an alliance, 'nuclear parity' would make our negotiations better."

John concluded, and then looked at the silent Jason.

Brian and McCall also looked at Jason.

After the battle just now, Jason became the leader of the four invisibly.

"John is responsible for transporting supplies and weapons into the 'safe house'."

"Bryan, you are responsible for the investigation. We must at least know what happened."

"McCall, I need you to investigate the two special 'fathers' before. We need more reliable people."

Jason ordered very simply.

"clear."

The three nodded and acted immediately.

They didn't ask Jason what he was going to do.

Because, they believed that Jason must have more important things.

It is impossible to write at this time, right

After the three left, Jason quickly returned to the desk and started writing.

He has not forgotten his main task: within 120 days, sell at least 100,000 new books!

He didn't have the slightest idea at first.

However, at this time, Jason had some ideas.

Picking up the pen, Jason began to write quickly—

I, who traveled to Cherry City for my new book, got involved in a trouble unknowingly. A nasty 'copycat' used the details in my book to commit a murder, and this is just the beginning...

Jason started the description with an example of what just happened.

From the appearance of the old butler to the appearance of Edward.

He wrote it down almost exactly.

It's just that his description is dry, like a running account.

No!

Not just a running account, but also full of typos.

It's not at all attractive to read.

"Don't say that such a text is bought voluntarily. I'm afraid it's impossible to pass the editor's review, right?"

Jason sighed in his heart, but on the surface he looked out of the study calmly.

Cammy was standing there with a dinner plate.

There is a cup of coffee, a plate of three gold cakes and a book on the dinner plate.

"Did it bother you?"

"I, I was worried that you were hungry, so I made coffee and made cake."

Cammy stammered slightly.

She had just knocked on the door, but there was no answer, and then, with a push, the door swung open.

Almost subconsciously, she walked in.

It's not right to wait until you come in and then come to your senses.

But at this time, it is impossible to quit.

Jason had seen her.

Facing Jason's gaze, Cammy was quite uneasy.

She definitely didn't want to be hated by Jason.

"Sorry, I dare not come in directly."

The thought in her heart made the girl who had been busy all afternoon apologize directly, then turned around and left.

"etc."

Jason's voice made the girl tremble, and she turned around to Jason who was walking cautiously.

The huge height gap made Kemi feel that a mountain was approaching him, and he closed his eyes instinctively.

Will you be reprimanded

Will you hit me

Cammy was full of worry.

Then, with a light hand.

Kaimi opened his eyes only to realize that the plate in his hand had been taken by Jason.

Not only did he take it, Jason also picked up a piece of cake with his mouth open and threw it into his mouth.

"It's not bad, but the eggs are not stirred well, there is too much sugar, and the baking time is a bit long..."

"Sorry, this is my first time doing it."

"I will try harder next time."

Cammy watched Jason pick up the second piece of cake and put it into his mouth while talking, with a blush on his face, both joyful and embarrassed.

As for leaving in anger

Will not.

Since being rescued by Jason, Jason is special in her eyes.

"Jason, can you make pastries?"

Cammy watched Jason pick up the third cake and asked cautiously.

"Won't."

"I've seen people do it."

"She cooks delicious food."

Jason shook his head and replied simply.

He kind of misses pastries from the lady pastry chef.

Although it is also an ordinary material, it will not be so badly made.

Of course, it can still be swallowed.

So, with the idea of not wasting food, I ate all of it.

Then, he drank the coffee in one gulp.

Jason frowned again.

The coffee has more milk, but less sugar, bitterness and milk flavor intertwined. Although it has a different flavor, he still likes to drink something sweet.

However, Kemi didn't notice this at this time, and she was attracted by Jason's "her" answer.

"She is your friend?"

Kemi tentative temperature.

"Um."

Jason nodded while looking at the books on the dinner plate.

"Interracial XXX Evaluation"

What book is this

"This is a very popular book recently. I think it will help Jason, so I decided to buy it."

Cammy resisted the questioning in his heart and explained to Jason.

"Thanks."

Jason said, and walked to the small living room.

His writing skills need to be improved.

And reading other people's books is naturally the most direct way to improve.

Since it is a very popular book recently, there must be merits in it, and it is worth learning.

Jason opened the book with this in mind.

Then, unconsciously indulge in it.

Seeing Jason's appearance, Cammy didn't disturb him any more, but left room 313 lightly and returned to room 312.

"how is it going?"

"Is Jason touched?"

As soon as she entered the door, the younger Terry rushed over and asked impatiently.

"No."

"Also mentioned a bunch of pastry problems."

"and… "

Cammy hesitated to speak.

"And what?"

Teri asked curiously.

"Also, Jason seems to have someone he likes."

Cammy said with a dejected expression.

"What?"

"Jason, who looks like a perverted killer, will anyone like it?"

"Is that man mentally ill?"

Teri said bluntly, and only recovered after the words came out.

"Cami, I'm not talking about you."

Teri scratched her head, said embarrassedly, and then immediately began to change the subject.

"It's really difficult to serve. A beautiful woman like you bakes cakes for him, but he doesn't appreciate it. There are other women, so he must have a lot left?"

"snort!"

"Men are pig's trotters!"

Terri took it for granted that she showed an angry look, and then raised her hand to go to the golden cake that she helped to make on the table.

She couldn't believe what she and Cammy cooked was terrible.

Then…

"Cough, cough."

"It's so fishy and nasty."

After just one bite, Teri threw the cake down to drink water.

After Teri was fine, Cammy continued.

"No."

"Jason ate all the pastries."

"Then, I drank coffee and went to read a book."

Cammy shook his head.

"Eat it all?!"

"Didn't he say that the pastries are not good?"

"It's really duplicity."

Terri froze for a moment, but immediately snorted again.

“The pastry is really not very tasty.”

"I ate it myself, Terri, take a bite and stop eating."

"But Jason ate it all."

"I feel that Jason is a very gentle person. He clearly knew that the pastries I made were not delicious, but he ate them all out of concern for my emotions."

"Tall, strong, strong but gentle Jason, so I like it."

Kaimi said softly, and looked at the wall involuntarily.

Teri opened her mouth to continue to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

Just a little curiosity in his eyes.

She was curious how Jason could eat all of the unpalatable things.

On one side of the wall is Jason's room 313.

Jason, who was engrossed in his book, ignored the conversation next door at all.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Jason will ignore everything.

Jason raised his head, pulled his thoughts away from the world of this extremely beautiful "Interracial XXX Review", and looked in the direction of the door.

The next moment, there was a knock on the door—

Boom, boom, boom.

At the same time, a black shadow appeared behind Jason, slowly raised his arm, and two sharp blades popped out from his wrist without sound, stabbing Jason's neck straight as the arm stretched forward.