Chapter 23 Don't Give Up Food Because of 'Food'

Jason's fist slammed into Griffin's stomach.

Suddenly, the man who claimed to be a lobbyist stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. The whole person was more like shrimp and bent over, but before he could bend down completely, he was grabbed by Jason. The collar was brought to the front.

Griffin, who was in severe pain, looked at Jason who couldn't stop twitching his nose, and his face showed inexplicable expressions of excitement and anticipation. He was very puzzled.

He didn't understand why Jason showed such an expression.

Could it be a complication of PTSD?

Thinking to the bottom of my heart, Griffin's mouth did not stop.

"and many more!"

"I'm a lobbyist!"

"I have no malice!"

Griffin explained.

Jason didn't care about that at all.

"Speaking of my food... Who entrusted you to come?"

he asked directly.

"Do not!"

"I can't tell!"

"This is related to my dignity as a lobbyist. Even if I die, I won't say it!"

Griffin shouted loudly.

Jason frowned, the sharpness that could no longer be controlled because of hunger, and the predator's breath mixed with it, and it erupted directly.

Suddenly, Griffin trembled.

The self-proclaimed lobbyist felt as if he was being targeted by ferocious beasts such as tigers and lions.

Especially when I saw Jason's gradually cold eyes, I couldn't control my heart and began to tremble.

Immediately, Griffin made a life decision.

"If I don't die, I will say everything.

"

"Mr. Jason, do you need lead service?"

"I am known as the living map of Xinde City, and I am happy to serve you."

Griffin said with a smile.

Repent?

Can a lobbyist be called back?

This is a survival strategy for lobbyists.

"No hurry, just wait."

Jason replied.

'Food' appeared, but Jason didn't forget the pastries.

Especially when the pastry was baked and the aroma permeated the entire pastry house, Jason smelled it.

Don't give up food because of 'food'.

Jason made a decision in an instant.

Of course, the food is his alone.

so--

boom!

With a hand knife, Griffin fell in response.

Jason carried the other party back to the 'Watchdog Pastry House'.

The female pastry chef was picking out the walnut bags, looking at Jason who was carrying a strange man into the room, and asked almost subconsciously:

"Call the police?"

Female pastry chefs have gotten used to it.

There was no panic at this time.

"Um."

Jason nods in disapproval.

That in itself is another thing Jason returns to the pastry house.

He wanted to know Edward's attitude towards 'food'.

Or……

Xindecheng's attitude towards 'food'.

It's secret.

Still know, but keep silent.

Whether he wants to gain more city recognition 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 shop.

After a repair by the communications company, the call has been reconnected.

"Hey……"

"Why is it you who +1 is you?"

Ada, who was about to leave work, recognized the voice of the female pastry chef the moment she answered the phone.

Because it is too familiar.

Five times!

Five times a day!

And the murders again and again!

Thinking of this, the operator's heart tightened.

"It won't happen again, will it?"

"Ah? Someone was knocked out."

"That's okay, okay."

"I'll help you tell Chief Edward."

After listening to the story of the female pastry chef, the operator was slightly relieved.

As long as no one is dead.

If you die again, I will really treat you as a god of death!

After hanging up, she stood up and went to the office of the 'special operations team'.

In the office, Edward was not there.

Only Bansy and others.

"Bancy, where's Chief Edward?"

asked the lady operator.

"Interrogating the prisoner, what's wrong?"

Bansey replied.

"The lady called again before."

said the lady operator.

"The lady?"

"Giselle?"

"I'll go to the captain right away."

"Notify me immediately about Jason and Gilcher." Thinking of Edward's repeated instructions, Bansy got up and walked to the interrogation room.

After a while, he walked back with Edward.

The operator lady immediately relayed it in the corridor.

The sky was completely dark at the moment.

However, the corridors of the police station were full of people.

There are both police officers who are handling cases and on duty, as well as some civilian staff who can leave work.

When one of the civilians passed by the interrogation room, he saw the interrogation room with the door open and looked at it subconsciously.

Then--

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Dead!"

The clerical lady had already collapsed to the ground in fright.

Just after Edward and Bansy on the side of the corridor heard the screams, they turned around and ran towards here.

After hesitating for a while, the lady operator also ran over.

Then, she saw the blue-black face lying on the table, the 'ink' with blood in his mouth, and the suspect who had just been brought back. The coffee cup fell on the table, and coffee was sprinkled all over the table.

Dead again?

Is it really the god of death?

illusion!

Must be an illusion!

The operator lady shook her head, denying her thoughts.

Edward's expression on the side was extremely embarrassing.

It's not just the racecourse keeper who died.

One of the subordinates he had interrogated the keeper of the stables also died.

and……

If the operator hadn't called him out, he would have died at this time!

Edward guessed how the other party killed his subordinate and the stable keeper.

Because it's so conspicuous.

coffee!

Someone poisoned the coffee!

Subsequent inspections proved this even more...

"Captain, it's true that coffee is poisonous."

Bansi quickly confirmed that Edward's sharp eyes had already turned into knives at this time.

The former stable keeper did know something.

So, when the coachman asked for coffee, Edward agreed.

The coffee comes from inside the police station.

Even, it was brought by his subordinates himself.

Naturally, the poisoner also came from within the police station.

And the other party doing this is nothing more than jumping over the wall.

In the same way, it also proves that the other party is more powerful than he imagined.

"Cha, who gave 'Ink' coffee."

"The gangsters, intruders, and killers that I brought back before have given me a good look."

"and also……"

"The guy I told you to keep an eye on before, check who they were just now, everyone who was there was caught by me!"

Edward commanded 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 hei policemen who collect money in private and make transactions.

This is no secret in New Delhi.

That dead Thorndike was one of them.

However, the lady operator didn't want to be involved.

She just came to earn a living wage.

So, after saying hello to Edward and Bansy, she left the police station.

Walk out of the police station building and go straight to the bus stop.

At this time, a car stopped beside her, and the window rolled down.

"Ma'am, good evening."