Jason, the female pastry chef sat upright involuntarily.
"The missing person once joined a 'philosophical' society."
"But a week before she disappeared, she quit the club."
"What's more interesting is..."
"The society disbanded after her disappearance."
Edward said, picking up the cup and taking a sip of tea. Although he likes red wine, he abstains from drinking while at work.
Exit the 'Philosophy' society.
Then disappeared.
The society was subsequently disbanded.
The female pastry chef couldn't help but once again supported her left elbow with the back of her right hand, put the thumb of her left hand on her chin, rested the second joint of her index finger on the tip of her nose, and clenched the remaining three fingers into a fist, and her expression became serious.
The next moment, she asked.
"Who is the founder of this society?"
Edward glanced at the female pastry chef in surprise.
The leader of the special operations team did not expect that the female pastry chef could identify one of the key points so quickly.
"The founder of this club is Bella, a third-year student at St. Mungo's College."
"However, before I asked, the student had already transferred to another school."
"The contact address left behind has been deserted, including her parents."
Edward answered.
"You didn't find her?"
The female pastry chef frowned.
"No."
Edward sighed.
"Another disappearance?"
The female pastry chef whispered.
"That's right."
"Another disappearance."
"However, this was not registered because no one reported it."
"Or..."
"Everyone who could report the crime has disappeared."
Edward nodded.
Then, the leader of the special operations team concluded: "This is the difference between this case and subsequent cases. It left a lot of clues. Although the clues were eventually broken, they were still left behind, unlike the subsequent cases.
Clean and tidy, no traces to be found.”
"The first case."
"First offense."
"So, not familiar with it, after that..."
"It matures quickly and leaves no flaws."
The female pastry chef said thoughtfully.
Then, the pastry chef looked embarrassed, and so did Edward.
The two of them seemed to be in a dead end.
Jason looked at the two of them and tapped the table lightly.
Boom.
Suddenly, their eyes were attracted.
"Don't forget, the two people who were chasing pastries in the park in the middle of the street in the morning, the attacker who broke into the pastry shop later, and... the killer."
Jason reminded the two of them.
Edward was stunned.
yes.
How could I forget such an obvious clue?
Could it be that I have been staying up too late recently and my memory has declined?
The leader of the special operations team couldn't help but shook his head.
The female pastry chef quickly thought of something.
"Maybe……"
"It's not that there are no clues."
"But it was erased."
"It's just like before, if it weren't for Jason, I would be dead."
As the female pastry chef spoke, she looked at Jason and smiled.
A very sweet smile, especially under the white coat, it looks furry.
Edward looked solemn.
"I will investigate immediately."
The team leader said, but did not act immediately.
Jason knew what the other person was waiting for.
"If I meet those people, or if those people contact me, I will let you know."
Jason said this.
“A pleasure to work with.”
Edward extended his right hand.
Jason shook hands with the other party. The moment Jason retracted his hand, a heavily armed figure suddenly rushed into the restaurant. After a standard tactical roll, he shouted loudly——
"Sir, I'm here to save you!"
The muzzle of the gun raised high.
A look of despair on his face.
The lobby of Miss and Mr restaurant quickly fell into silence.
Especially Edward's expression changed several times.
"Bansi what are you doing?"
Edward rushed over and asked in a low voice.
"Sir, you have been kidnapped, let me rescue you!"
Bansi replied seriously.
"Who said I was kidnapped? I..."
"Sir, have you been bombed or threatened?"
"It's okay, I can defuse bombs!"
"If it's not convenient to say it, just wink at me."
"It's not a glare, it's a wink."
Before Edward could finish explaining, Bansi spoke very quickly.
Edward glared at his subordinate.
He subconsciously wanted to cover his face, but in order to prevent his subordinate from misunderstanding, and in order to leave here quickly and not be embarrassed anymore, Edward could only stay the same and whispered to his subordinate: "Bring the money.
?”
"Sure enough, sir, you have been kidnapped!"
"Don't worry, I..."
"Have you brought any money?"
Edward interrupted Bansi.
"Real warriors will not be threatened, we must face the difficulties!"
"We will not pay any ransom. This will only embolden their arrogance. We will use bullets to show them what real power is!"
Banxi answered seriously.
Doctor Hannibal put down his knife and fork and looked at the two clown-like guys. He always felt that his good mood for the day was ruined, especially when he saw Jason getting up and leaving.
After Jason gestured to Edward, he left with the female pastry chef.
He believed Edward could solve such a trivial matter.
Female pastry chefs believe it too.
after all……
It's faster for two people to wash the dishes.
"Hey, where are we going?"
After following Jason in confusion for several minutes, the female pastry chef realized that this was not the way home.
"St. Mungo's College."
Jason answered.
After hearing Jason's answer, the confused female pastry chef suddenly woke up.
"Although the traces have been erased, the act of erasing the traces has left new traces."
"And such traces, as time goes by, part of them will disappear, but the remaining part will become clearer, because..."
"Those who erase traces think they are safe and will be careless!"
She whispered.
Then, he raised his head again and smiled at Jason who was looking at him.
A sweet smile with a hint of innocence.
I just want to go to St. Mungo's College and use [Dead Aura Sense] to take a look.
Jason thought silently.
Then, nod.
"That's right."
"Just like you thought."
Jason answered calmly.
"No, no."
"I discovered this only after your guidance, Jason."
"I'm usually very stupid and don't pay attention to these things at all."
The female pastry chef lowered her head shyly, her face slightly red.
No.
It's just that your intelligence is a little different from others.
Inexplicably, Jason thought of it.
She is also a smarter girl.
Fortunately I am a normal person.
Jason was thankful.
Then, he raised his hand and stopped a public carriage.
Although there are already cars in Xinde City, these cars, which Jason thinks are extremely old-fashioned, are still cutting-edge products of this era and are extremely expensive to build, so they are difficult to popularize.
Most people still travel by horse-drawn carriage.
Jason, the pastry chef, boarded the carriage.
Just when the coachman was about to shake the reins——
