Chapter 63 Little Bansey and Private

Hearing Jason's words, Edward's face changed.

The already tired face turned even paler at this time.

The leader of the special operations team said with trembling lips: "I promised that I would not default on my debt, but you don't have to rush for a while, right?"

"certainly."

"So, I didn't go yesterday."

Jason answered seriously.

Someone invited you to dinner yesterday!

Edward growled inwardly.

Even at this moment, the leader of the special operations team began to doubt whether Jason had already caught this guy related to the 'Ghost Squad' and didn't call him until now, in order to be more justifiable. going for breakfast.

Do not!

This guy might tie up a passerby just to eat!

Well, very likely!

Would you like to wake the guy in the back seat, interrogate it, and delay the time for everyone who needs breakfast?

Just when Edward was thinking seriously about the feasibility of this plan, Jason spoke again.

"It's almost dawn, it's time for breakfast."

Jason still had that calm tone.

However, the inexplicable Edward felt that Jason was very dangerous at this time, and he had better not play any tricks.

Finally, Edward gritted his teeth.

It's a big deal, I'll pay for it!

With this thought in mind, Edward stepped on the accelerator.

The car rushed out and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

...

For a poor man, a free daily work meal is truly a gift.

Little Bansey receives this gift three times a day.

Even if it is not delicious, it is timed and fixed, rain or shine.

Today, however, is a little different.

He... had a dog on a leash.

This is when he returned to the police station from the 'Watchdog Pastry House' yesterday. Little Bansey found it at the corner of Peadoujiao Street. For some reason, he glanced at it through the car window, watched the cold wind, and hid in the corner. When he was a stray dog, his stomach was full at that time, and a certain part of the heart of Xiao Banxi, who was constantly pantothenic acid, was touched.

Then, he decided to adopt it.

And, gave it the name "Pvt."

Private is a khaki dog.

He is of medium build, with his head reaching just above Bency's knees when on all fours.

But it's skinny, making it look smaller than it actually is.

However, his eyes were extremely fierce.

Ordinary people will be horrified when they look at it.

Only when he was close to Xiao Banxi, his eyes softened, as if he saw the same kind.

"Private, go."

"I'll take you to dinner."

"Don't call, don't disturb others, don't get to the table."

Little Bansey told 'Private'.

He also wants to buy some special dog food for 'Private'.

But he has no money.

Thinking of this, Little Bansi apologetically touched the dog's head of 'Private'.

Then, get ready to move on.

But at this time, Little Bansey suddenly realized that something was wrong with the 'Private'.

The fierce eyes turned timid.

The tail is even more tucked up.

Watching the direction of the cafeteria keep retreating.

Xiao Banxi was stunned.

Although the adoption of 'Private' was not long, the performance of 'Private' was good enough, and his bravery and determination made him very happy.

What's in the canteen...

hiss!

With curiosity, Little Banxi looked into the cafeteria.

Immediately, he took a deep breath.

What did he see?

He saw the appearance of holding a thermal bucket that requires two people to lift, and was grabbed by His Excellency Jason with one hand, raising his neck and drinking hard.

He saw the ham sandwich the size of an ordinary person's palm, the appearance of Lord Jason one bite at a time.

He saw the omelette lit with soy sauce disappearing into Lord Jason's mouth at a speed of two or three.

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Xiao Banxi froze in place.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the mystery couldn't come out.

Edward walked over silently and patted Bency's shoulder lightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone."

"I……"

When Edward was about to say something, Bency had already rushed in.

Of course not to Jason, but to the back kitchen.

He wants to find some food.

Even just a little is enough.

Can……

The kitchen is clean.

Not to mention the food, even the table seems to have been licked, as clean as new.

Little Bansey looked at the chef who was standing in the kitchen in a trance.

"Where's the food?"

"There should be breakfast for at least 30 people?"

He couldn't help asking.

The police station's breakfast is not for everyone, only for the night shift officers.

He admitted that Lord Jason can eat it, but it is absolutely impossible to finish breakfast for 30 people.

"It's all there."

The chef raised his finger and pointed at Jason, his voice trembling.

As a chef, he has seen food that can be eaten, but this can be eaten...

The first time he met.

Horrified!

It was his most genuine reaction at the moment.

However, I don't know why, watching the man gobble up all the food he made, a strange sense of pride began to rise from the bottom of my heart.

Somehow, the chef asked Jason.

"There are still some ingredients, Your Excellency Jason, do you still need it?"

"certainly."

Jason nodded.

This chef, who has never been recognized in the true sense, seems to have gained the recognition of heaven and earth, and starts to work overtime at twice the usual speed.

As Jason walked out of the cafeteria, the chef experienced a tired joy.

He leaned against the wall, watching those who walked in, waving his arms.

"there is none left!"

“Breakfast is gone!”

"You are late!"

After so many years, he finally shouted this sentence.

Looking at the surprised appearance of those people, he let out a long sigh in his heart.

Humph, let you guys say I'm doing bad food!

You just don't know how to appreciate it!

But, someone understands!

Such a person is worth my effort!

The chef clenched his right fist, raised his head slightly, and the corners of his eyes were getting wet.

Little Banxi walked out of the cafeteria in despair.

Unable to bear, Edward patted Bency's shoulder again, took out the secretly hidden sandwich, broke it in half, and handed it to Bency.

"Less is better than nothing."

Edward comforted his assistant in this way.

Little Bansy nodded, he pulled out the ham from the sandwich, handed it to the 'Private', and ate lettuce and slices of bread himself.

Without the meaty flavor of the ham, the sandwich becomes more and more difficult to swallow.

Gillick's poor cooking became more apparent.

I really don't know how Lord Jason ate so much.

Little Bansi was still thinking about it when he found that the 'private' spat out the ham just now, and the dog's face looked insulted and aggrieved, and then he tugged at the bottom of his trousers.

"Although it's unpalatable, it's better than nothing."

Little Bency comforted the 'private'.

But 'Private' was not a little Bency, and did not accept such comfort at all.

It tugged at the bottom of Benxi's trousers again, and then ran directly towards the small door on the side of the cafeteria.

"Wait for me, Private!"

Little Bansey shoved half of the sandwich without the ham into his mouth three or two times, and chased after him.

Outside the door is a row of trash cans.

The 'Private' was squatting there, watching the little Bency who ran out wagging his tail.

"You asked me to go through the trash with you?"

"Or do you want to express that the food made by Gillick is worse than garbage?"

"You are an adopted dog. You can no longer do things like rummaging through the trash can."

After Xiao Banxi gave a wry smile, he warned 'Private'.

Then, he was ready to leave with the 'Private'.

The big deal is to ask Ada to borrow some money to buy some breakfast.

Little Bansy has made up his mind.

But just as he turned around, the 'Private' suddenly pulled down the nearest trash can.

The trash can was dumped, the trash cover flew out, and the contents of the trash can flowed out immediately.

Nose-covered stench.

Blinding scarlet.

In the rolling liquid, there are heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidney...