Chapter 9 Some Familiar Feelings~~ Ask for a Monthly Pass~)
Edward looked at Jason, who had a serious look on his face, and there was an inexplicable surge of words in his chest.
This one chuckled lightly at first.
"Yeah, it's just Jason."
"But the Jason I know doesn't see me three times a day."
"And, it's all at the same crime scene!"
Speaking of this, this person's voice rose several decibels.
Then, the other person, who had been wearing glasses and a scarf, and looked gentle, shouted like a volcano erupting——
"Three times!"
"Three times in a row!"
"I didn't even see the door of the police station before I came back again!"
"Do you know how to describe it according to the words of the ancient Eastern countries?"
"Why is it you again?!"
Huchi, wheeze.
The continuous loud words made Edward gasp for breath.
The female pastry chef looked at Edward in this state and couldn't help but want to lighten the atmosphere.
"Maybe this is...fate? Indescribable?"
The female pastry chef said softly.
Suddenly, Edward's breathing became heavier.
Even his eyesight turned black for a while.
Looking at Edward's appearance, no matter how slow the female pastry chef reacted, she knew she had said the wrong thing at this time. In order to express her apology, she immediately brought twice as much mint water.
A glass was placed in front of Edward.
A glass was handed to Jason.
"Shit fate."
Edward picked up the mint water, drank it in one gulp, and murmured in a low voice.
Then, this person seemed to be thinking about something and fell into silence.
Jason was holding a glass of water and looking at each other quietly.
There was no urging.
Jason has always been very patient.
It took more than ten seconds before Edward spoke again.
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
This one said.
Jason raised his cup to indicate it was okay.
It's really okay.
Jason doesn't care about the other person's gaffe.
In Jason's opinion, part of Edward's loss of control just now was really caused by emotions, and part of it was to bring the relationship closer between the two parties.
The deaths of subordinates one after another caused the manager's pressure to rise sharply, and he naturally needed to vent his emotions.
And to get closer?
There is no doubt that the other party's situation is very bad.
It was worse than he imagined.
Is it because of airborne landing?
Or it's because his behavior is so different from that of policemen like Thorndike.
Or is it both?
Jason didn't know.
Jason only knew that the other party was sending him a signal of friendship.
The other side needs an ally!
And right now, is there any more suitable ally than him?
No!
Jason had no objection to this.
As a new arrival, he also needs an ally.
Of course, only allies with Edward.
The kind that is mutually beneficial.
More?
there is none left.
After all, the other party is not a person like Bundy.
The other party may have some sense of justice, but it is definitely not to the level of Bundy.
Not to mention Bundy's selflessness.
So, it's just a collaboration.
Therefore, Jason did not refuse Edward's invitation——
"I think we need to talk."
"Find a quiet place."
"Okay, where to go?"
Jason answered, but looked at the female pastry chef.
Under the circumstances like this, Jason would not leave the female pastry chef alone.
Edward reacted instantly.
"Of course Ms. Guichelle can come along."
“I know a good restaurant.”
"It happens to be lunch time soon."
"We can do it together."
Edward said, Jason had already stood up and walked towards the door.
"What are we waiting for?"
"speed."
Jason urged.
Predators are always passionate about food.
Just like a woman would dawdle when going out.
Although the female pastry chef said it would only take three minutes, it was already five minutes later when she got into Edward's car.
I changed into the clothes unique to the store.
The female pastry chef once again wore the same lapel suit as when Jason first met.
The only difference is that the color is white.
The scarf is pink.
Shoes are similar.
The bag I was carrying turned into a one-shoulder satchel. The bag was very small, only the size of an ordinary person's hand.
The female pastry chef sat next to Jason and looked a little shyly as Jason looked at her.
However, in order to show a better side, he still maintained his posture and sat upright with his upper body.
"Flashy."
Jason suddenly said something.
"ah?"
The female pastry chef was stunned, apparently not realizing the meaning of Jason's words.
"It's too small, even half a roast chicken can't fit in it."
Jason pointed to the bag.
Can't even fit half a roast chicken in?
The female pastry chef blinked, she didn't understand Jason's logic at all.
Shouldn’t bags be matching?
What does it have to do with roast chicken?
How can a girl’s bag be used to carry things?
However, the female pastry chef patiently waited for Jason's next comment.
However, Jason had already looked at Edward who was driving.
Suddenly, the female pastry chef felt extremely disappointed.
Just saw the package?
Didn't see me?
The female pastry chef became more and more disappointed as she thought about it.
Jason didn't notice this at all, his mind was already focused on lunch.
"Is it far away?"
Jason asked.
"It's not far, about three blocks."
“Just at the second half of Sausage Street”
Edward answered.
"The second half of Sausage Street?"
"Is it the 'Almeda Restaurant'?"
The female pastry chef, who was still a little disappointed just now, suddenly said.
"yes."
"Have you heard of it?"
Edward looked at the female pastry chef in surprise. He thought he was the only one who knew about that restaurant. After all, it had only been open for more than a month.
"Of course I have."
“It’s rumored that it’s a restaurant that brings ‘happiness’!”
"Evelin and I made an appointment to go there at the end of the month."
The female pastry chef mentioned her sister and became depressed again.
"Bringing 'happiness'?"
Edward frowned.
He had never heard such rumors before.
Jason frowned similarly.
He always felt that the scene in front of him was a bit familiar.
“There’s no such thing as ‘looking up at the stars’ as their signature dish, right?”
Unable to help himself, Jason asked.
"No."
"The signature dishes there are 'Heartache' and 'Lover's Tears'."
"But these two dishes need to be reserved by a man and a woman at the same time."
"I was alone and just ate ordinary bones."
Edward answered.
“Does it take a man and a woman to be present at the same time to make an appointment?”
"'Heartache', 'Lover's Tears'?"
"Is this where 'happiness' comes from?"
Jason couldn't help but think about it through the name of the dish.
He had already begun to fantasize about the taste of those foods.
Therefore, when the car stopped, Jason got out of the car immediately.
The female pastry chef followed Jason naturally.
One was dressed as a homeless man and the other was well-dressed, which naturally attracted people's attention. However, the people nearby just looked at them without making a sound, let alone provoking.
A person who can get out of a car, even a homeless person, is not an ordinary person.
When most people could only own bicycles, cars were enough to represent status.
And the people around you are not fools.
The female pastry chef felt a little shy when everyone was looking at her.
Jason didn't care at all, he just twitched his nose.
