Jason squinted slightly and glanced at these people who thought they were hiding well and wearing false smiles, as if he was seeing those seemingly innocent people in the 'city that never sleeps'.
Usually timid.
When there is a profit, they will pounce on you like jackals and bite you until they tear off a piece of your flesh and blood.
When Jason first encountered such people, he was always helpless and even suffered losses twice.
And now?
He knew exactly what he should do.
"It's so hot in Hanseharbour."
Jason said this.
As he spoke, he took off his coat.
The broad-bladed short-handled machete, 'Winchester Brothers', mf92, uz submachine gun, and Mark M1 hidden under the coat were all revealed.
Suddenly, the atmosphere solidified.
The malice receded like the tide.
Gerald looked at his cousin with weapons hidden all over his body in surprise.
Then there was a smile.
The harbor master didn't think this was too much.
Because he also doesn't have a good impression of these relatives.
If his mother hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have invited anyone except his cousin.
After all, in his memory, these people were just people with names that he could not remember at all, and some of them had even just been heard of.
Denise also looked surprised.
However, the starting point of the Dead Girl is different.
What it was curious about was how Jason could hide so many weapons on his body.
Doesn’t it bother you?
besides……
What should I do when I go to the toilet?
Subconsciously, the dead girl wanted to ask.
But when it saw Jason scanning his eyes with a strong intimidation, it obediently shut its mouth.
Well, I won’t ask now.
Asked quietly after a while.
The dead girl thought so.
Everything became pretty peaceful after that.
After simple greetings and brief introductions, everyone dispersed.
Gerald took Jason and Denise to their room.
On the fourth floor of the main building, out of a total of five floors, the fifth floor belongs to Gerald. His mother has already moved to another residence.
On the first floor are the servants' rooms, including the male and female housekeepers and guards, all on the first floor.
The second floor is a guest room, full of relatives.
The third floor is the banquet hall, where Gerald's wedding will be held.
The fourth floor is the guest room. Only truly distinguished guests can stay here. It has now become the residence of Jason and Denise.
"This room is yours, Jason."
"Denise, your room is next door."
Gerald introduced, and then, while Denise was not paying attention, Gerald whispered to Jason: "Pay attention to the small door in the room."
Then, a manly smile appeared.
"You guys take a rest first."
"I will ask the butler to call you during dinner."
After speaking, Gerald walked towards the fifth floor.
When going upstairs, Gerald also made a cheering gesture to Jason.
Jason raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked into the room.
big!
This is Jason's first impression, and then: luxury!
In the spacious hall, under the huge crystal lamp, there are coffee tables, sofas, a neat fireplace without a trace of dust, and an oil painting of a sail hanging above it.
The thick blanket makes you feel like you are sinking into it when you step on it.
There is a shoe cabinet and clothes rack at the entrance.
After hanging up the coat, Jason checked the room one by one.
Hall, bedroom, study, separate bathroom, and an entertainment room with a pool table and a wine cabinet.
And the small door Gerard mentioned is in the bedroom.
Before Jason could open the door to investigate, the small door opened.
Denise ran in with an excited look on her face.
"Huh!"
"Your bedroom is bigger than mine?"
"However, the wardrobe is not as big as mine!"
“The scenery is also very nice!”
“You can actually see the beachfront from here!”
Denise ran around Jason's bedroom like a wild girl.
Jason grabbed Denise by the scruff of her neck.
"Go back to your room."
"You are not allowed to come here without my permission."
"besides……"
"Write again to inform your parents that you are safe and sound."
As Jason spoke, he threw Denise over, then slammed the small door shut and locked it.
Then, after thinking about it, he moved the bedside table over and pushed it against the door.
After doing all this, Jason heard a knock on the door from the direction of the small door.
"Jason, let's go to the beach together!"
"it's beautiful there!"
Denise's energetic voice sounded.
"Not going."
Jason finished speaking simply, turned around and walked towards the study room in the guest room.
When he was investigating just now, he found that there were many books there.
He doesn't expect any records of secret techniques or secrets. What Jason needs is just some books that ordinary people can read. He needs to use these books to better understand the world.
After the knock on the small door rang several more times, there was no more sound.
Denise's cheerful footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Obviously, Jason's rejection did not depress the dead girl.
Or there is.
only……
Turn around and forget.
At this moment, all it has left is the expectation of the seaside.
Denise refused the waiter's escort and skipped towards the beach.
When the sand filled her shoes, Denise simply took off her shoes and walked barefoot on the beach. After a while, a series of long footprints appeared on the beach, and most of them were submerged in the sea water.
The cheerful laughter followed the waves and kept appearing on the beach in the afternoon.
"Castle~Castle~"
Denise has long wanted to build a castle on the beach.
It's a pity that it is too poor and cannot raise enough money for travel expenses.
However, even if it can afford the travel expenses, it will most likely be purchased.
Therefore, Denise cherishes this ‘free’ experience very much.
Therefore, it carefully built the castle.
But it is obvious that Denise does not have this talent. She originally wanted to have a spire castle, but unfortunately the piled up one looks like a short and flat column.
Denise squatted there, flattening her mouth a little aggrievedly.
It worked hard.
But still didn't do it.
I originally planned to show off to Jason.
But such a castle will definitely...
Just when Denise was thinking about how to change, a foot suddenly stepped down, and the ugly castle instantly turned into a puddle of sand.
The owner of the foot slowly retracted his foot.
Holding his shoulders, he looked down at Denise who was squatting there.
"Sorry."
"I didn't see you in this pile of sand."
With an insincere apology, the other party let out bursts of chuckles.
The two women following each other also laughed at the same time.
"It's so childish. He's still piled with sand when he's so big."
"Look at that ugly straw hat, I must have made it up myself."
"There are also those sarong skirts and linen shoes. I don't know how long I have worn them."
"I really don't know how I entered Lord Gerald's mansion and lived on the fourth floor."
The vicious words are full of jealousy.
Denise looked at the three people.
For them, it leaves an impression.
Seems to be a relative of Jason.
Jason hates them.
Denise stood up slowly, and the three girls immediately gathered around her.
They don't want it to end like this.
As it happened, Denise didn't want to either.
Crunch.
Amid the moans of bones, Denise's body kept twisting. Her complete body became incomplete in her breathing, and her white sarong was stained with blood.
Its head drooped slightly, and the long hair that was tied up fell apart with the invisible wind, hanging in front of it, revealing only one bloodshot eye, staring closely at the three people.
