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Chapter 83 I'm not a swindler, I have a business!

The burning gaze behind him made Jason turn around.

Dadasi stood there with an awkward expression.

When he saw Jason turn around, his awkwardness turned into small movements of toes touching each other and hands not knowing where to put them.

"That, that..."

Dadas wanted to sum it up in words.

However, at this time, my mind went blank.

"What's wrong?"

Jason asked while looking at the student council members exercising.

"nothing."

"I am, am..."

"I made an amulet for you."

With that said, Dadasi took out a wooden amulet from his pocket, and then continued: "It's just an ordinary amulet, it has no special meaning. I made it when I had nothing to do. If you don't want to

If you want it, just throw it away."

talisman?

Um?

Why does it smell like ‘food’?

Jason initially refused, but the faint smell of food coming from above made him involuntarily raise his hand and take the amulet.

The talisman was very crudely made, and had a specious Tufu language, which gave ordinary people a very strange feeling, but it had no effect at all - Jason, who was proficient in Tufu language, was very sure of this.

but!

The taste of the ‘food’ above is really there.

However, the taste of this 'food' is very bland.

It's so light that you can only smell it if you get up close.

And it's not from the amulet itself.

"Have you ever been infected by contact?"

"Dadasi has also been exposed to 'food'?"

Jason held the amulet and rubbed it with his fingers.

This scene made Dadas very happy.

This is her carefully crafted talisman!

She made it for her friends!

Now, Jason accepted it and looked at it carefully.

She was so happy!

But why are those guys looking at me like this?

asshole!

My face is going red!

Dadasi's eyes couldn't help but look at the student union members who were staring here.

From the moment Dadas took out the amulet, the student council members' eyes were involuntarily attracted.

Dadasi's fame is really too great.

I have never seen Dadas giving gifts to others.

No, I’ve never seen someone take the initiative to talk to someone.

As for confession?

Impossible! Impossible!

How can a ‘witch’ fall in love?

"Do you want to be cursed?"

Dadasi looked at these student union members and asked, her voice once again sharp and gloomy, like the crow of a crow.

The student council members immediately lowered their heads and concentrated on push-ups.

Dadasi turned around.

Suddenly, he turned into that shy look again.

"I, I'm going back first, I have important things to do!"

After Dadas finished speaking, she ran towards the old teaching building, and Tibbers immediately followed her owner. It did not dare to stay alone with this terrifying man.

The female pastry chef stared at Dadasi's back.

A hint of gloom appeared in his eyes.

Another ignorant person!

A place like St. Mungo's College... As expected, it would be better to blow it up!

The voice in my heart began to appear again.

The female pastry chef shook her head repeatedly.

It was difficult to suppress such thoughts.

Jason was so immersed in the faint fragrance of 'food' that he didn't notice it at all.

St. Mungo's College is indeed a treasure.

I need to explore well.

Jason thought silently.

The afternoon training went on in an orderly manner.

More than 90% of student union members have not completed such basic exercises.

Only Joel, Novi has done it.

Jason was not surprised when Novi finished, because the other person was tall and strong, and he obviously exercised regularly, and Joel, the petite secretary, was really beyond Jason's expectation.

Moreover, Joel is one of the few people who has reached the entry level in unarmed combat.

This made Jason couldn't help but pay attention to Joel.

While riding the carriage back, Jason also asked the female pastry chef about the handsome secretary.

"Joel?"

"He is an orphan."

"She was adopted by the welfare home of St. Mungo's College. She is very kind and capable. She is a good helper for Teddy."

The pastry chef told what she knew.

"St. Mungo's College actually has a welfare home?"

Jason was a little surprised.

"certainly!"

"St. Mungo's College, although it is no longer a church school."

"However, some traditions have remained."

The female pastry chef answered, and then, with a hint of curiosity on her face, she asked: "Jason, why don't you eat at the college? Dinner, although not as rich as lunch, should be good."

"You can't fish when you're thirsty for water."

“You must know how to recycle food.”

Jason answered like this.

"So, this is the reason why you went to see Edward?"

The female pastry chef was stunned.

"Of course not."

"I have business!"

Jason denied it.

But deep down in his heart, Jason was thinking that although the food at the police station was not delicious, it was better than nothing, right?

Wheel, wheel.

The carriage returned from the suburbs to the city, and then from the city to the police station.

"Guest, here we come."

The coachman shouted loudly, and the carriage stopped steadily. Jason and the female pastry chef jumped out of the carriage.

He had already paid for the car before, a total of 3.4 cents for two people.

The driver shook the reins, and the public carriage slowly drove away. Only Jason, the female pastry chef, was left on the roadside. Such a voice was undoubtedly conspicuous. The two patrolmen at the door of the police station looked at Jason who was approaching.

, the expressions of the two of them changed.

Immediately, one of them ran towards the police station like crazy.

"Advisor Jason is here!"

"He's coming to dinner!"

"Everyone, go to the cafeteria quickly!"

One stone stirs up thousands of waves.

The police station, which was originally relatively quiet in the evening, suddenly became agitated.

One by one, the patrol officers used all their strength to catch the thieves and swarmed towards the canteen.

They were hungry in the morning.

I don't want to think about it tonight.

Especially those on the night shift.

For example: Xiaobanxi.

Little Banxi was almost the first in the crowd.

However, when he arrived, he had already seen Jason picking up the dinner plate and standing in front of the cafeteria window.

"How is that possible?"

Little Banxi was stunned and couldn't help mumbling to himself.

Jason pointed to the door on the side of the cafeteria.

"Back door, faster."

With that said, Jason picked up his dinner and walked to the table next to him.

Then?

As fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, the food on the dinner plate was reduced.

This made the people around him even more frightened.

One by one, they rushed to the window.

By the time Edward arrived, there was no dinner left.

"Bring me a glass of hot water."

Edward said this.

Then, he picked up the hot water and walked towards Jason.

Jason, who had just finished his tenth portion, took the hot water and drank it all in one gulp.

"Thanks."

"I just happen to feel a little salty."

After speaking, Jason placed the empty water glass on the table.

Edward looked at the empty water glass with indescribable melancholy in his eyes.

What can be done?

He chose it!

Just grit your teeth and persevere.

Just think of losing weight.

Breakfast and dinner don't matter, at least he was full for lunch.

Edward comforted himself silently.

"Let's get down to business."

Jason suddenly spoke.

"Business?"

"Aren't you here to get some food?"

Edward looked at Jason in surprise.

"Of course not."

"I'm here to ask for your help. I need more in-depth information about Xinde City."

Jason said righteously.

Even if the light shines on the corners of his mouth, they are still shiny.

"Deep intelligence?"

"This is difficult, Jason, you have to know..."

Edward looked embarrassed. Although he had temporarily taken over the police station, his time in Xinde City was too short, and the only people he could really mobilize were his own subordinates. It was difficult to obtain deeper intelligence in the true sense.

.

At this time, little Banxi, who was full and stroking his mouth, slowly walked over.

He sat next to Edward and lowered his voice: "I know a person. He definitely knows the information you want, Sir Jason!"

"who?"


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