The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 54: wipe

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Jason will never forget how Tanier appeared in front of him.

Tanier came here for the materials of those monsters.

So…

Who told Tanier this

It is impossible for the other party to actively collect information based on the appearance of the other party who is not very smart.

Someone must have 'accidentally' let Tanier know all this, and let Tanier think he knew it.

It is not difficult to do this.

This is especially true when you meet someone with Tanier's personality.

certainly!

It's also possible that Ta Neal was involved all along.

All the previous ones were camouflage.

And this is also an important purpose for Jason to enter the tent.

He needs to confirm whether Tanier is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

As for the series of words before

It's just a foreshadowing at this moment.

"Is Tanier okay?"

Jason looked at the old knight with both eyes, and asked word by word.

Hearing such a question, the old jazz looked very surprised.

"Didn't you give all the spoils to Tanier?"

"Isn't that trusting him?"

After the old jazz was stunned for a moment, he asked back.

"That's just that I trust his ability to 'deal', it doesn't mean I trust him completely."

"But... getting along with him has already affected my subjective judgment."

"So, I need a more objective evaluation."

Being cautious has always been Jason's way of life.

He will not make a decision rashly.

Not to mention whether a person is good or bad.

After all, human beings are, in some ways, the most unpredictable of all.

"Taniel, um...how should I put it?"

"He is a young man who is very 'simple' and 'knows what he should do'."

"He should be at ease."

The old jazz commented on Tanier in this way.

Facing the old jazz's words, Jason couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't help translating the real explanation of the other's words in his heart:

Rustic

Does it mean simply using one's professional power to refine and sell panacea

Know what to do

Does it mean, live from the heart and never resist

"Do not worry."

"I'll look into it again."

After the old jazz coughed twice, he gave a guarantee.

And that's what Jason wanted!

He needs a 'snake' like the old jazz to complete the detailed investigation.

Once the goal was achieved, Jason was about to leave.

After all, he still has some unfinished business.

But before Jason could speak, the old knight suddenly became serious.

The old jazz said seriously:

"There are some changes happening at Lorde."

"It's man-made, but it's also a coincidence."

"Or the coincidence is also man-made."

"I can't judge yet."

"But... Jason, I don't think you should get involved."

The old jazz didn't cover up any more, and called out Jason's name directly.

A look of surprise flashed in Jason's eyes.

It wasn't a surprise that the old jazz called out his name.

This point, he already knew that he couldn't hide it.

What really surprised him was the old Jazz's attitude.

friendly!

It can even be said that it is very friendly.

There is no hate without reason in the world, and there is no love without reason.

"Is it because of the good impression you made when we met before?"

"still… "

"That teacher 'Dan' of mine?"

Jason didn't have more information and couldn't make an accurate judgment.

Therefore, Jason would never say anything more because of the friendliness of the other party.

Not to mention words such as 'what happened to Lord', 'I'm already involved', 'I want to know the truth' and so on.

Because, until now, Jason has not been able to confirm the position of the old knight in front of him.

According to the other party's performance, the other party should be a multi-faceted existence between the official "mysterious side" and the wild "mysterious side", but Jason has no way of knowing what role the other party plays in this series of events.

after all…

Friendliness can also be faked.

Therefore, Jason nodded, turned and left the tent.

Watching Jason's back disappear behind the curtain, the preconceived old Jazz obviously misunderstood something, couldn't help but sighed and shook his head.

Sure enough, he was as stubborn as that bastard Dan.

Should it be said that they are in the same line

Thinking of that old friend gave the old knight a headache.

He couldn't say that his old friend was doing something wrong.

only…

Too direct.

At any time, there should be relaxation.

Thinking of this, the old knight turned his head and said to the shadow beside him:

"tell them."

"Don't go too far."

"Even if there is a contract, it doesn't mean they can do whatever they want!"

In the shadows, there was no answer.

Only a breeze blows.

Outside the tent, the bidding sounded one after another.

"3 gold grams!"

"3 gold grams and 1 silver gram!"

"3 gold grams and 2 silver grams!"

Jason glanced over, and quickly locked on to these bidders who seemed to be caught in some kind of competition, while Tanier, who was standing in front of the tent, was still fanning the flames.

However, Jason noticed keenly.

Except for these few people, the rest of the people had already discovered this and didn't speak at all.

Moreover, even these few people have resentment in their eyes.

"It really doesn't look very smart."

"Maybe there is a short-term gain."

"But in the long run?"

"Almost none."

Shaking his head slightly in his heart, Jason stepped behind Tanier.

Immediately, the resentment of those bidders disappeared.

After recovering from the excitement, it was only at this moment that they remembered that there was... Jason behind Tanier.

Tanier is nothing, a man from the heart.

But Jason...

Very difficult to mess with.

After Tanier auctioned off some trophies, the personal logos on these trophies made the people present affirm those guesses.

The fear of Jason deepened again.

Jason saw the change, but ignored it.

A bunch of strangers, he wouldn't care.

Jason patted Tanier's shoulder lightly, and said

"I need some knowledge of the 'occult side'."

"No secret techniques or rituals are required, just some basic common sense."

"Best for beginners."

"beginner?"

Tanier was taken aback for a moment, then he came back to his senses, and replied with a clear attitude: "You want to take Finch as an apprentice? That's an excellent young man!"

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Jason was satisfied with Tanier, who always found the answers by himself, and didn't mean to explain anything.

"You know where to find me."

After saying these words, Jason walked out.

Jason had no intention of staying any longer.

He still trusted Tanier's ability.

He believes that the other party will do the best.

Just like he believes that those guys who are full of covetousness towards the 'Helke Potion' are simply impossible to give up so easily.

The 'intimidation' in the hall will only make that part of the people give up.

More people should be gearing up.

"Your Excellency Jason, please go slowly."

Eric, the old knight's servant, stood in front of the iron gate, reminding Jason meaningfully.

"Um."

After Jason nodded slightly, he continued to move forward.

squeak—

Door,

opened.

In an instant, malicious eyes came from a distance and focused on Jason.

The face behind the hockey mask smiles.

Jason took a step and walked towards the carriage parked at the entrance of the street.

In the dark night, the kerosene lamp hanging on the side of the carriage became brighter. Finch was sitting there upright, waiting quietly.

Upon seeing Jason, the young officer immediately jumped off.

"Mr. Jason."

"Finch, go get my stuff from Eric for me."

"I left something in the room."

Jason patted his empty pocket and gestured.

"Okay, Mr. Jason."

The young man nodded and walked towards No. 10 Pea Street.

Jason boarded the carriage and waited.

The next moment, when the young man ran away, these people who were hiding outside Pea Street and dared not step in at will quickly surrounded the carriage.

They are wary of each other.

They narrowed the encirclement step by step.

Soon, the encirclement narrowed to the point where he could reach the door of the carriage by raising his hand.

Undoubtedly, this is a limit.

Sitting in the carriage, surrounded by crates of explosives, Jason shook his head regretfully.

If only it were closer.

With regret in his heart, Jason pulled out the match left by Bundy and slid it lightly.

wipe!