Chapter 8 Association

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I'm a killer, nicknamed 'The Box'.

name?

When I chose to be a killer, I forgot.

In Xindecheng, I have a little reputation.

So, many people are willing to hire me.

This time is no exception.

Moreover, two 'big jobs' came at the same time.

One was the assassination of a psychiatrist named Hannibal, which seemed to be because the other party knew some great news, so it needed to be removed.

One is to kill a pastry chef named Jichel, who should have offended some big man.

Both missions are quite rewarding.

However, the difficulty of the two goals is different.

The former is a guy with a wide network and a charitable foundation.

Such a guy, once he dies, it will definitely cause an uproar in Xinde City. Those newspapers that are chasing sales will definitely report it in succession, and the police will definitely dig deep into this matter under public opinion.

For a killer like him, it's quite unfavorable.

But who is he?

He is the 'box'.

He is a well-known killer in Xindecheng.

What he wanted was to go further.

What he needs is fame.

This step can only be accomplished by going through a lot of difficulties.

therefore……

He chose the female pastry chef, Giselle.

After successive steps, he was ready to start when the 'Watchdog Pastry Shop' opened today.

However, the continuous shooting and explosions stopped his actions.

Looking at the police officers who blocked the scene, he had no intention of giving up.

Or……

He thinks that he can leave safely after successfully killing the female pastry chef.

As long as there are no gunshots.

Same goes for using a knife.

He arranged his own identity: a housekeeper of the upper class.

The family needs to hold a banquet and temporarily hire a pastry chef.

Such reasons are sufficient.

After his investigation, the 'Watchdog Pastry House' has such a business, and has visited the homes of high-class people more than once. It is a perfect excuse to use such an excuse.

But why is that homeless man still here?

It seems that the other party is cleaning the shop here in the morning.

Trade labor for food?

Pity.

You didn't have to die.

But, who made you unlucky?

'Box' regretted, but he didn't even look at Jason.

He maintained the attitude of a housekeeper in an upper-class family, and said to the female pastry chef:

"Our family needs a banquet."

"You are famous as a pastry chef."

"And more than one family recommended it to us."

"So, my husband would like you to come and handle the pastry part of the banquet.

"

After speaking, the killer bowed his body in a decent manner.

"is that so?"

The female pastry chef looked embarrassed, but still refused:

"terribly sorry."

"I've had some accidents here recently."

"It's impossible to handle the pastry for the banquet at all."

"I'm so sorry."

After the female pastry chef apologized again and again, she bowed slightly.

And, to make up for her apology, the lady pastry chef started to turn around and pack some clean pastries.

Everything is as I expected!

'Box' smiled in his heart.

After several days of observation, he discovered a very good habit of female pastry chefs. When they cannot help and need to express their apology, they will bring some pastries to the other party.

This time is no exception.

Looking at the female pastry chef who came over, the killer was making his final preparations.

Three steps.

two steps.

step.

"These pastries serve as..."

The female pastry chef spoke, keeping the smiling 'box' and shaking her right sleeve.

A dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

Clenching the dagger in his right hand, the 'box' pierced the female pastry chef's neck.

In the killer's idea, he wanted to kill the female pastry chef with one blow, and then he drew the dagger and threw it at the homeless man.

The female pastry chef was taken aback by the sudden scene.

The paper bag with the pastry in his hand just fell.

However, a large hand landed on the paper bag and caught it, as if it were grabbing the hand that was stabbing with a dagger.

Then?

Jason held the paper bag containing the cakes in one hand, swung the killer in front of him with the other, and slammed it heavily on the solid floor.

boom!

The killer fell heavily to the ground, his eyes rolled white and he passed out.

Jason pointed at the killer's neck again, and after making up his foot, he said to the frightened female pastry chef:

"Call the police."

"Oh, oh, good."

The female pastry chef nodded stunned and walked out of the shop staggeringly.

Facing death head on, brushing past the god of death.

This kind of feeling is completely different from when you are on the sidelines.

When the dagger came at her, she thought she was dead.

fortunately, fortunately...

The female pastry chef turned back subconsciously.

She saw that Jason carefully placed the paper bag containing the pastries on the counter that had just been sorted out.

This kind of gentle gesture, for some reason, became so attractive to female pastry chefs.

There was some hesitation before, I don't know if I should speak, but at this time, it suddenly became firm.

Putting the pastry on the counter, after a close inspection, he found that there were still two puffs that were rotten, Jason turned around silently, and slapped the killer's neck again.

Then, he pulled over the chair in the shop and sat beside the killer, looking at each other.

Jason began to sort out the things that happened from the center of the street to the present that could be directly related to the female pastry chef——

1. The little gangsters I met in the morning came for cakes and had malicious intentions.

2. The intruders encountered before did not hurt Jischel in the real sense. They should be looking for something, or preparing to interrogate Jisiel.

3. The guy in front of him came to kill Jisiel.

1 and 3 are in contrast.

The two are essentially the same, but the means are completely different.

1 is very naive and belongs to petty troubles, 3 is simply neat.

As for 2?

Jason began to look around the store.

"Is there anything worth looking for here?"

No doubt, not in the shop on the first floor.

Go to the second floor?

Jason won't go up without the permission of the female pastry chef.

Female pastry chefs are not the enemy.

It didn't cause him any trouble.

Also made delicious cakes.

In the face of such a person, Jason is willing to abide by his bottom line.

Moreover, he believed that Edward, who took the 'intruder' away, should be able to know more.

And Edward?

The other party should be back soon.

In fact, Edward came back a little faster than Jason expected.

Edward, who was still driving alone, pushed the door and got out of the car after the car stopped, and walked towards the 'Watchdog Pastry House'.

Walking into the store, looking at Jason sitting there, and at the killer who fell there, Edward frowned unconsciously. When it was confirmed that the killer was just unconscious, Edward's brows relaxed.

Just looking at Jason's face is a little weird.

"Are you 'calamity'?"

The man asked impatiently.

After Jason listened, he answered seriously:

"Disaster?"

"how come."

"I'm just Jason."