Suddenly, before the man who claimed to be a lobbyist could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly. He was bent over like a shrimp, but before he could bend down completely, he was grabbed by Jason.
The collar was carried in front of me.
Griffin, who was in severe pain, was very puzzled when he saw Jason, whose nose could not help twitching, and whose face showed an inexplicable expression of excitement and anticipation.
He didn't understand why Jason looked like this.
Could it be a complication of post-traumatic stress syndrome?
Thought in his heart, Griffin didn't stop talking.
"etc!"
"I'm just a lobbyist!"
"I mean no harm!"
Griffin explained.
Jason didn't pay any attention to this.
"Speaking of my food...who entrusted you with it?"
he asked directly.
"No!"
"I can't say!"
"This is related to my dignity as a lobbyist. Even if I die, I will not tell you!"
Griffin shouted loudly.
Jason frowned, and the sharp feeling that he could no longer control due to hunger mixed with the predator's aura and erupted directly.
Suddenly, Griffin's whole body trembled.
The man who claimed to be a lobbyist felt as if he was being targeted by ferocious beasts such as tigers and lions.
Especially when I saw Jason's increasingly cold eyes, I couldn't help but start to tremble in my heart.
Immediately, Griffin made a life decision.
"If I don't die, I will confess everything."
"Mr. Jason, do you need guidance service?"
"I am known as the Living Map of Xinde City and I am happy to serve you."
Griffin said with a bright smile.
Regret?
Can a lobbyist's words be called repentance?
This is a lobbyist's survival strategy.
"No hurry, wait a moment."
Jason answered like this.
The 'food' appeared, but Jason didn't forget the pastries.
Especially when the pastry came out of the oven and the aroma filled the entire pastry house, Jason smelled it.
Don’t give up food because of ‘food’.
Jason made his decision instantly.
Of course, the food belongs to him alone.
so--
Bang!
With a blow from his hand, Griffin fell down.
Jason carried the other person back to the 'Watchdog Pastry House'.
The female pastry chef was picking out walnut buns one by one. She looked at Jason who was carrying a strange man into the room and asked almost subconsciously:
"Call the police?"
Female pastry chefs have become accustomed to it.
There was no panic at this time.
"Um."
Jason nodded without objection.
This in itself is another thing that brings Jason back to the pastry shop.
He wanted to know Edward's attitude towards 'food'.
Or rather...
Xinde City’s attitude towards ‘food’.
It is kept secret.
Still know, but remain silent.
Whether he wants to gain more recognition from the city or find more 'food', he needs to know these things.
After seeing Jason nod, the female pastry chef immediately picked up the phone in the store.
After repairs by the communication company, the phone has been reconnected.
"Hello……"
"Why is it you again?"
Ada, who was already getting ready to get off work, recognized the voice of the female pastry chef the moment she answered the phone.
Because it’s really too familiar.
Five times!
Five times a day!
And there are murders every time!
Thinking of this, the operator's heart tightened.
"Isn't something going to happen again?"
"Ah? Someone was knocked unconscious."
"That's okay, okay."
"I will tell Director Edward for you."
After listening to the female pastry chef's story, the operator lady breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as no one died.
If you die again, I will really treat you as the God of Death!
After hanging up the phone, she stood up and prepared to go to the 'Special Operations Group' office.
In the office, Edward was not there.
Just Bansi and others.
"Bansi, where is Director Edward?"
the operator lady asked.
"You're interrogating the prisoner, what's going on?"
Bansi answered.
"The lady from before called again."
The operator lady said.
"That lady?"
"Gichel?"
"I'll go find the captain right away."
'Jason, inform me immediately about Gichel.' Thinking of Edward's repeated instructions, Bansi stood up and walked towards the interrogation room.
After a while, he and Edward walked back together.
The operator lady immediately relayed it in the corridor.
The sky was completely dark at this moment.
However, people were coming and going in the corridor of the police station.
There are both police officers who handle cases and are on duty, as well as some civilian staff who can be off duty.
When one of the civilian personnel passed by the interrogation room, he saw the interrogation room with the door open and subconsciously took a look.
Then--
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Dead people!"
This clerical lady had already been so frightened that she collapsed on the ground.
Edward and Bansi were on the side of the corridor. After hearing the scream, they turned around and ran towards here.
After hesitating for a moment, the operator lady also ran over.
Then, she saw the 'ink' lying on the table with a black face and bloody mouth, and the suspect who had just been brought back. The coffee cup fell on the table, and the coffee was scattered all over the table.
Someone died again?
Really the God of Death?
illusion!
It must be an illusion!
The operator lady shook her head and denied her thoughts.
Edward's expression on the side was extremely embarrassed.
It wasn't just the racecourse keeper who died.
One of his subordinates who was interrogating the racecourse guard also died.
and……
If the operator lady hadn't called him out, he would have died at this time!
Edward guessed how the other party killed his subordinates and the racecourse guard.
Because it's really too conspicuous.
coffee!
Someone poisoned the coffee!
And subsequent inspections proved this even more——
"Captain, the coffee is indeed poisonous."
Bansi quickly confirmed that Edward's sharp eyes had already turned into knives at this time.
The previous racecourse caretaker did know something.
So when the coachman asked for coffee, Edward agreed.
The coffee comes from inside the police station.
Even his subordinates brought it to him personally.
Naturally, the poisoner also came from within the police department.
But what the other party does is nothing more than jumping over the wall in a hurry.
In the same way, it also proved that the other party was more powerful than he imagined.
“Check, who gave ‘Ink’ coffee.”
"The gangsters, intruders, and killers that I brought back before have been carefully watched by me."
"besides……"
"The guys I asked you to keep an eye on before, check who was there just now, I arrested everyone who was there!"
Edward ordered very calmly.
But even the operator lady could hear the anger contained in it.
Moreover, she also guessed who Edward was keeping an eye on.
Those gangsters who collect money and make deals privately.
This is no secret in Xinde City.
The dead Thorndike was one of the best.
However, the operator lady didn't want to get involved.
She just comes to earn a living wage.
So, after saying hello to Edward and Bansi, she left the police station.
Walked out of the police station building and walked straight to the bus stop.
But at this moment, a car stopped beside her, and the window rolled down.
