Chapter 55: The cold night, the heart is also cold
Looking at Jason who was about to leave, Hannibal quickly came to his senses.
"I have an empty room here."
he added immediately.
"I made a promise to Gichel and I will live there for the time being."
Jason shook his head and explained.
"Gichel?"
"The pastry chef?"
Hannibal frowned slightly, then nodded.
"Promise?"
"Understood."
"Can I visit you?"
Hannibal asked.
"certainly."
Naturally, Jason would not refuse a visit from a master chef, not to mention that the two of them had quite a friendship - as evidenced by the 'food' he ate.
"I'll send you off."
Hannibal sent Jason all the way outside the courtyard.
Moreover, after silently watching Jason's figure disappear at the corner of the street, he reluctantly closed the courtyard door.
Looking at the empty room, the psychiatrist was quite uncomfortable.
However, he quickly returned to the bedroom.
He stared at the 'food' information on the wall and analyzed it again.
…
Jason saw Edward and little Bansy shivering from the cold at the corner.
The two of them were holding a cup of coffee, taking turns to warm each other.
"Why don't you buy an extra drink?"
Jason asked.
"Because of poverty..."
"Because one cup is enough."
Before little Bansi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Edward. After that, he couldn't even say, "This cup is a gift from a colleague."
Edward took a step forward and blocked little Benxi behind him.
He was worried that his assistant would say something inappropriate.
The leader of his dignified special operations team doesn't want to lose face, right?
How is it possible that you can’t even afford a cup of coffee?
Although he really can't afford it.
But, people can’t know it!
Edward remained stubborn until the end.
"oh."
"So Bansi, do you need new hot coffee?"
"My treat."
Jason nodded and looked at little Banxi.
Little Banxi blinked and looked at the captain's back in front of him. Thinking of the captain's persistence, he immediately followed his heart and nodded, saying: "Yes! Double milk! Three sugars! Extra large cup!"
Taking the 1 yuan, Banxi rushed to the 24-hour cafe across the street.
Edward looked at his assistant's back, then at Jason, and finally chose to hold the coffee that had gone cold.
He has dignity.
He has a bottom line.
he……
I also want to drink something hot.
He silently took a sip of the cold coffee.
Bitter.
The wind is blowing.
Body is cold.
My heart feels colder.
However, when he saw little Bansi returning from a distance holding two cups, Edward's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
There is no doubt that his assistant knows what he needs.
As expected of Bansi!
Edward admired from the bottom of his heart.
Then, he stepped forward to greet him, ready to raise his hand to take the hot coffee.
But little Banxi didn't stop and passed him directly.
Edward paused in his steps, and his raised hand froze in mid-air.
The neck is like a robot, twisting and turning one by one.
He watched Little Bansi hand another cup of coffee to Jason and said with a smile:
"Jason, although that store is a bit expensive after midnight, they offer buy one and get one free."
"This is a gift."
"There's still change."
Jason took the steaming coffee, put the 40 cent change into his pocket, and took a sip.
Bitter and slightly sweet.
The milk blends in just right.
Although the selection of ingredients is definitely not high, the technique is good.
Especially late at night in this winter, in the cold wind, it is really comfortable to take a sip.
Jason commented.
"It's so warm."
Little Banxi sighed with squinted eyes.
Edward, who was standing a few steps away, lowered his head and looked at the cold coffee in his hand, feeling increasingly hard to swallow, but he insisted, he had dignity.
In fact, cold coffee is also good!
Edward comforted himself in this way.
Then, he turned around and walked towards the street.
Woo!
Near the street corner, a cold wind blew.
Edward's body shivered and he sneezed subconsciously.
Ah sneeze!
Immediately after shaking his hand, the coffee tipped over and spilled all over the floor.
Edward looked at the coffee that was quickly solidifying at low temperature on the ground. He felt as if his heart was about to freeze. He silently walked to one side and threw the coffee cup into the trash can.
Then, he got back into the car.
The temperature inside the car, which has been parked for most of the night, is not much higher than outside.
But at least there's no wind.
Similarly, in a closed space, steaming coffee will exude an increasingly rich aroma, especially after milk and sugar are added to it. The smell makes Edward's nose twitch.
He wrapped his coat tightly around himself.
Tell yourself that this is all an illusion.
He is neither cold nor hungry.
He is dedicated to his work.
"How about it?"
To distract himself, Edward asked.
"It's not him."
Jason answered firmly.
Then, after careful consideration, he continued:
"It should be 'Ghost Squad'!"
"Remember that 'booby trap'?"
Jason reminded Edward.
"That bastard Micah!"
Edward said through gritted teeth.
"People like Cecil are also targets of the 'Ghost Squad'?"
"He won't be in the way of the 'Ghost Team', right?"
"On the contrary, his existence is more beneficial to the 'Ghost Team', right?"
Little Bansi, who was holding hot coffee, turned his head and said.
"That's right."
"It's good for the 'Ghost Team' that he's alive."
"But what if he had a reason to die?"
Jason nodded.
The reason why you have to die?
Edward was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing.
"You mean..."
"Cecil is connected to the Ghost Squad!"
"Micah is killing people and silencing them!"
Edward said and looked at Jason.
Jason nodded slightly.
"asshole!"
Edward cursed in a low voice.
He had previously felt that his actions were always being predicted by the 'Ghost Team'. Although the 'Ghost Team' was powerful enough, it could not really be like the ghosts, not only coming and going without a trace, but also taking advantage of every opportunity.
But it would be different if someone tipped off the information.
Moreover, the guy who tipped off the information was also his nominal immediate boss.
The outcome is naturally doomed.
Little Banxi was also extremely angry.
Because, he thought of his comrades who sacrificed their lives in vain.
He died on the battlefield and had nothing to say.
That is the bounden duty of a soldier.
But to die under such premise that he was almost betrayed?
He couldn't accept it!
Huh, huh.
Little Banxi gasped for air and took a deep breath.
He wants to calm down.
At this time, anger cannot solve any problems.
After taking several deep breaths, little Banxi calmed down.
He wanted to ask something else, so he subconsciously looked at Jason.
At this time, little Banxi noticed that Jason turned his head and looked out the car window.
Little Banxi immediately turned his head and looked at where Jason was looking.
Suddenly, my breath stopped.
because……
He saw——
Cecil!
Cecil, who was blown to pieces, appeared at the edge of the streetlight and darkness. His whole body was in pieces, and only his head was relatively intact. As he moved forward, his head rolled.
