Hearing Jason's question, the people around him were stunned.
Including the female pastry chef herself, everyone was stunned.
Then, the female pastry chef said a little confused:
"I'm Gichel?"
Jason's frown deepened.
Just for a moment, he could confirm that the smell of the female pastry chef had changed a bit, it was steaming like boiling fish, but now the female pastry chef had returned to her original sweet smell.
What's going on?
Subconsciously, Jason's nose twitched.
Not the smell of 'food'.
There is no malice either.
Jason was puzzled.
The female pastry chefs, including Edward and Bansi, looked worried.
Griffin even said subconsciously:
"You said..."
"Is he sick?"
"Isn't it dangerous?"
"You won't bite, right?"
Snap!
Another slap in the face.
It was smoked by the female pastry chef.
"Why did you hit me?"
"You still hit me all the time?"
Griffin roared angrily.
Snap!
Before he finished speaking, the female pastry chef struck back.
After smoking, the confused female pastry chef seemed to wake up.
"Sorry, sorry."
"I just didn't know why."
"I can't control myself a little bit."
The female pastry chef apologized profusely.
Griffin covered his cheeks and looked at the female pastry chef in front of him, and subconsciously took two steps back.
He suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was the most dangerous.
Not only did the attack occur without any warning, but there was also no guilt afterwards.
Is the confusion on your face just a disguise?
Griffin recalled the strange behavior on the other side of the car.
"Jason, are you okay?"
"Police officers have specialized psychologists."
"He has considerable experience dealing with post-traumatic stress syndrome."
Obviously, there was a misunderstanding. Edward came over and said.
"fine."
"The scene just now made me a little uncomfortable."
"He should be the murderer of the 'Women's Serial Case', and there is still a girl alive."
Jason shook his head and changed the topic without saying anything else.
He pointed at little David on the ground.
Then, he looked at Edward's expression seriously.
Excited, excited.
These expressions appeared on Edward's face one by one.
However, Edward had no reaction to the vomit and the like. He only had an instinctive reaction.
Edward had no exposure to special events?
Jason guessed silently.
The female pastry chef on the side looked at little David and the surroundings, and then said simply:
"Jason, did you grab the back of his head and hit it with the ground?"
"It should be that the brain was shocked, so vomiting occurred."
"The surviving girl was unfortunately stained by vomit, so she ran into the toilet."
It is almost as if he has witnessed it.
Jason didn't object.
"Go to the bathroom and have a look."
Edward simply ordered Bansi.
However, Bansi didn't wait for him to go to the bathroom.
The operator lady had already walked out of the bathroom.
"Ada?!"
"Bansi?!"
When the two saw each other, they were both stunned.
Then, the operator lady's emotions were instantly released when she saw an acquaintance.
She cried out.
What happened to her this night?
First he was kidnapped.
And then get teased.
at last……
His face was covered with vomit, and he was drenched all over.
Until now, she could still vaguely smell the sour smell.
It's like hell.
Jason glanced at the familiar Bansi and Ada in surprise.
"It's the operator from the police station."
"I know her voice."
The female pastry chef explained.
A trace of anger flashed across Edward's face.
He never expected to meet Ada here.
"This bastard deserves to die!"
Edward roared.
"Ordinary stimulation can no longer make him happy."
"He's looking for more exciting behaviors."
"And in his instinct, he still has a trace of rational caution."
"So, the identity of this operator lady fits this very well."
"It's close to the police, but it's not the real police."
The female pastry chef said slowly.
Listening to Jason, the female pastry chef, Edward couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Griffin, who was standing aside, looked at Edward, who was nodding, as if he were looking at a fool.
Hey, hey, don't you wonder how a pastry chef knows this?
Isn't this strange?
Don't you have any reaction?
Griffin was thinking in his heart, but he didn't want to stay here for a moment.
Just have a scary man.
A dangerous woman also appeared.
Especially when these two are still together.
It's really too dangerous.
It's respectful to go first.
Thinking of this, Griffin bowed towards Jason and the others in a pretentious manner.
"Guys, what a pleasant but short night."
"But there is always a banquet in the world."
"See you later."
As he spoke, Griffin retreated to the edge of the hall.
After realizing that no one was paying attention to him, the man who claimed to be a lobbyist turned around and ran away.
He can already smell the fragrance of free air!
He couldn't wait.
He never wants to see guys like Jason and Gichel again.
He wants to leave this city.
He is going to the warm south.
Thought deep in his heart, Griffin did not look at his feet.
He stepped into a depression caused by the explosion, and then, following the inertia, his body tilted.
Click!
After a crisp sound, Griffin fell to the ground, and his ankle swelled rapidly.
"Ahhh!"
"My feet!"
Griffin cried out in pain.
Edward frowned and looked at Griffin.
He believed that his intelligence sources still had some problems.
How could a guy like this survive 'in the gutter'?
It must be an imposter or something like that, right?
Edward thought and said to Bansi beside him:
"Urge reinforcements."
"Call this guy another ambulance."
"Right."
"Handcuff him, and we will conduct a detailed investigation later to see if there are any fraud cases or anything like that."
Little Benxi followed Edward's orders 100%.
Immediately, he cuffed Griffin, who had sprained his foot.
"Are we in the same group?"
"I'll show you the way!"
"I have made meritorious deeds!"
Griffin shouted again.
Unfortunately, just like before, I ignored him.
Edward and Bansi took advantage of this time to search for more evidence.
Jason is also searching.
But unlike Edward, he was searching for evidence of 'food'.
He needs to confirm whether the 'Pusak Elf' is parasitic or born.
The female pastry chef followed behind Jason, still looking a little confused on her face.
Unfortunately, neither Edward nor Jason gained anything.
Jason was already prepared for this.
However, Edward frowned.
The next moment, what made Edward frown even more was that a group of reporters actually appeared here.
As soon as these reporters appeared, they clicked the shutter here.
Edward and Banxi subconsciously dodge.
Griffin, however, smiled while hiding the handcuffs.
He wants to stand in the most dazzling position.
He wants to put on his most handsome pose.
Put it in the newspaper!
First time in his life!
But just before Griffin could stand firm, he suddenly felt a huge force squeezing him.
Griffin staggered a few steps to the side.
When he turned his head, he found Jason standing there.
Jason stood there upright, looking at these reporters indifferently... No! Not just these reporters, his eyes seemed to be scanning everything in the world indifferently, and the voice said lightly: "The world is really filthy.
