The window of the 'Watch Dog Pastry House' was shattered.
The same goes for the display windows of the surrounding shops.
Amidst the crashing sound of shards of glass falling to the ground, Edward rushed outside.
Jason took a step behind and said to the female pastry chef who was confused again:
"Do your thing, and I will take care of the rest."
After saying that, Jason caught up with Edward.
The female pastry chef looked at Jason's back and nodded subconsciously. Then, she looked around at the broken counter, the blood-stained floor and broken windows, as well as the firelight rising from the street opposite... Wasn't it agreed that the war
Is it over already?
The bewildered female pastry chef began to pick up eggs one by one, separated the yolks and whites into the basin, and stirred them instinctively.
At this time, Edward had already rushed to the opposite street where the flames were coming out.
The bodies of a group of his subordinates were scattered here in pieces.
Only the body of his assistant Bansi is intact.
At this moment, he was leaning against a low wall with a charred face.
After seeing Edward, Bansi immediately said intermittently:
"Team, captain."
"Booby trap."
"Invisible booby traps."
After saying that, Bansi became silent.
Edward hurriedly ran over and confirmed that his assistant was just unconscious. Then he rushed behind him one after another, searched for subordinates on other streets, and said: "Seal down the scene and call an ambulance."
"Yes, Captain."
These team members took action one after another.
Jason walked against the current and walked into the explosion scene.
There were rubble and bodies everywhere.
Black, gray and red are intertwined.
Black explosion mark.
Gray gravel blocks.
red blood.
This place was rendered into a horrifying scene that made people feel horrified when they saw it. Jason walked carefully, avoiding the corpses every time he raised his feet or set his feet.
Then, the wings of his nose kept twitching.
Jason expected to smell 'food'.
Unfortunately, the surrounding area was filled with the pungent smell after the explosion, and there was no fragrance at all.
There is no doubt that the scene before him should be aimed at Edward and his party.
Edward, who thought he was the bait, turned out to be the fish that bit the bait.
The roles of hunter and prey are reversed when the Scarecrow dies and his head is thrown into the trash can.
The corpse of the 'scarecrow' must have been used as bait for booby traps.
Of course, the most important thing is the invisible booby trap.
"Illusion?"
"still……"
"Some kind of technique?"
Jason thought silently.
Edward walked back after his assistants were carried away.
Ignoring Jason, Edward began to carefully look through everything that could be a clue.
Unfortunately, I looked around and even after the ambulance arrived, I still didn't find it.
"team leader?"
A subordinate gestured softly.
"Carry everyone's bodies into the car."
Edward said, and he was the first to collect the body.
They deserve to be respected.
Therefore, Edward was very careful and conscientious, trying his best to keep the body intact.
But at this time, Jason spoke.
"Be careful of booby traps."
After saying that, Jason stepped outside.
Edward, who was about to restrain the body, froze.
Around him, Edward's subordinates were also stunned.
When Jason returned to the 'Watch Dog Pastry House', Edward and his subordinates also walked out of the explosion scene, and then they used long-distance explosive disposal methods.
Use a longer stick or throw to reach the corpses.
This kind of explosion method is quite easy to use without considering the loss.
About half a minute later——
Boom! Boom!
There were two more explosions.
The only remaining pieces of glass on the window of the 'Watch Dog Pastry House' completely fell off.
Jason picked up the broom and dustpan and started cleaning.
The concentrating female pastry chef didn't even notice this.
A moment later, when Jason finished cleaning, Edward walked up to him.
"How do you know?"
Edward scowled.
"Invisible booby trap?"
Jason asked rhetorically.
Edward nodded.
Jason laughed.
"A hunter wouldn't use such a useful thing just once."
Jason said slowly while placing the dustpan with glass shards on the side of the store entrance.
"hunter?"
Edward was stunned.
Then, Edward, who was not stupid, thought of something.
Suddenly, this man's face became even more ugly.
After a few seconds, Edward's expression returned to normal.
"Why remind me?"
Edward asked.
"Why?"
"Maybe you are better than that Thorndike?"
"At least……"
"You are willing to collect the corpses for your own men."
Jason said and walked towards the store.
He could already smell the aroma of freshly baked rice cakes.
He has been waiting for a long time.
Looking at Jason's back, Edward opened his mouth, but in the end, nothing came out.
After leaving manpower to maintain the scene, Edward drove back to the police station himself.
Jason didn't notice any of this.
At this time, Jason was already standing quietly in front of the oven.
The aroma of eggs and honey began to spread under the high temperature, and Jason couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Just as the female pastry chef said, freshly baked cakes are far more delicious than those that have been left overnight. At least, the aroma is more than twice as rich.
Click!
The oven is on.
A stronger fragrance hit his face, Jason closed his eyes, inhaled, and looked intoxicated.
The female pastry chef, wearing anti-scalding gloves, took out the grinding tool containing the cake, and with a click, the cake went into the container on the side.
After rolling several times, the thickened pancake-shaped cakes will stand one after another.
The top is brownish-red, with some cracks, revealing a hint of golden color.
The bottom is slightly burnt, but it doesn't make people feel disgusted at all. On the contrary, it makes people have more appetite and want to taste the taste there.
That's what Jason is like.
He picked up a hot cake and took a bite from the bottom first.
Sweet.
Not tired yet.
Because, there is a hint of sour and refreshing feeling in the simple sweetness.
yes……
Lemon juice!
It should be that when baking, a little lemon juice was added to the oil on the bottom.
Jason guessed and swallowed all the cake in his hand.
The soft texture made Jason pick up the next trough cake again.
Almost one bite at a time.
Soon, all twenty cakes were eaten by Jason.
The female pastry chef brought over a glass of mint water.
Jason took it and drank it in one gulp.
call!
Breathing out a sigh of relief, Jason glanced at the surrounding counters subconsciously.
He remembered that this place not only sells cakes.
There are also other pastries.
“How soon can you get back in business?”
Jason asked.
"ah?"
The female pastry chef who was thinking about how to make Jason stay was stunned.
Before the female pastry chef came to her senses——
Boom, boom.
A well-dressed middle-aged man stood in front of the door with a hole in it, raising his hand and knocking on the edge of the door.
