Chapter 68 When Facing a Terrifying Enemy...

Listen to a twisted truth from a psycho killer, or go back to dinner?

Jason chose the latter without hesitation.

Not only because the female pastry chef's breakfast was delicious enough, but also because he knew exactly what the pervert murderer wanted to say, or rather, what he wanted to do.

It is nothing more than dragging him into the quagmire to gain a chance of life.

As for how?

There are just too many ways to do it, as long as you put aside the bottom line of being a human being.

And does the other party still have a bottom line?

Think of those who died.

The answer is already obvious.

what

The taste of milk oatmeal!

Jason, who was already sitting at the dining table, quickly restrained his thoughts when he smelled the aroma of the food. He was sitting in danger and waiting for the female pastry chef to bring the food.

At the same time, he told himself.

restraint!

Must be restrained!

Jason has found his biggest weakness: being impulsive when it comes to food.

This is not advisable!

He was in contact with enemies who didn't understand him.

If he encounters an enemy who understands him, he is likely to take countermeasures.

At that time, he will be in a state of doom.

So, he has to learn restraint.

It's a bit difficult to start with 'food' at the beginning, he intends to start with ordinary food.

And, it's not that you don't eat.

Just watch the food and endure it for three minutes before eating it.

He thinks this is very simple and he can do it himself.

Self-discipline sets me free!

Self-discipline is my freedom!

self-discipline……

So fragrant!

Jason picked up the basin in front of him,

All in one drink.

The oatmeal is moderately soft and hard and very tasty.

The milk has a strong aroma.

This is what breakfast should have. I really don't know how Gillick makes breakfast?

Obviously very good ingredients can be made into food that dogs hate.

Or a stray dog.

Jason saw the scene that the "Private" disliked before, but the bottom line he followed made him have to eat it all.

Jason, who was warm in his stomach, leaned back comfortably when his face suddenly stiffened.

What about my self-discipline?

What about my restraint?

How about three minutes?

Jason silently sat up straight and began to think more seriously.

Sure enough, three minutes was a bit difficult for me.

I should have started with two minutes.

Um.

Two minutes is a good choice!

Start simple, step by step

Thinking of this, Jason immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the female pastry chef, and said:

"Can you give me another one?"

"certainly."

The female pastry chef replied with a smile.

The same food, even if he just ate a pot, and then eat another pot at this time, for Jason, there is no problem.

When the female pastry chef served the milk porridge, Jason took the bowl and drank it again.

You say restraint for two minutes?

nonexistent!

In the face of the enemy, we must kill them all!

How could it be possible for the enemy to know his weakness?

As long as I kill all the enemies, what if I expose my weaknesses?

Thinking of this, Jason's thoughts instantly became better, and his appetite became better.

"One more."

Jason picked up a slice of bread, cleaned up all the food residues in the basin, and then said.

"OK."

The female pastry chef went to prepare new food with a smile on her face.

For female pastry chefs, Jason's power makes her look at him, and she admires his keen insight, but what she cares most about is his meticulous attitude towards food.

Of course, more importantly, the food is made by her own hands.

After two consecutive pots, Jason stopped temporarily.

Not full.

But the female pastry chef is too tired.

Sweat had wet the sweat on his forehead.

"Thank you."

"I will pay according to the restaurant label."

Jason said so.

The female pastry chef subconsciously wanted to say no, but the voice in her heart told her not to speak, and gave her an offer.

"Seven dollars."

said the pastry chef.

"OK."

Jason nodded.

He had just eaten breakfast for about 20 people, and the ingredients were carefully selected, the price was not expensive.

The only thing to consider is if his salary is not enough for him to eat like this.

Thankfully, in addition to the police station, St Mungo's College can also manage three meals a day.

"Reasonable spending is required."

"Gischer is here as a reward, just eat every other day."

"Right, and..."

"Hannibal!"

Jason instantly thought of the psychiatrist.

Immediately, he felt that a veteran who suffered from post-traumatic stress syndrome needed to see a doctor.

But when he thought of the 'Ghost Squad', Jason frowned.

If you reject the other party's solicitation, according to the other party's behavior style, you will definitely launch a violent revenge.

Therefore, not only was he unable to meet Hannibal for a short period of time.

Even in normal times, you need to be more careful.

This made Jason's good mood all of a sudden turn bad.

Because, the female pastry chef is definitely within the scope of the other party's revenge.

Moreover, the other party is ruthless and will kill innocent people!

If the female pastry chef is hurt because of him, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life!

And such guilt is destined to make him sleepless.

At the thought of eating not being fragrant, Jason couldn't sit still anymore.

Such an enemy is really terrible!

Absolutely cannot stay!

Must be uprooted!

He looked at the female pastry chef who had cleaned the dishes and was tidying up the counter.

"Giselle."

Jason spoke up.

"What's wrong?"

The pastry chef looked up at Jason.

"I need to tell you something."

Jason turned serious as he spoke. He looked into the eyes of the female pastry chef and said, "It's about the 'Ghost Squad', before I... Therefore, recently, you can temporarily close the shop and enter Edward to prepare safe house?"

"Of course, I will make up for the loss."

When Jason finished speaking in detail, the female pastry chef was stunned for a moment.

Then, laughed.

"Jason, don't you think this is an opportunity?"

The female pastry chef asked back.

"You want to be bait?"

Jason reacted instantly.

"Do not!"

The female pastry chef shook her head, and she replied in the same serious tone.

"Direct bait, it's too obvious."

"Judging from the 'ghost squad' you describe, they certainly won't be fooled."

"So, we need to follow your initial thoughts, but there must be some small changes, I have to follow you, and then there are some very natural omissions, so that the other party thinks it is an opportunity, and this can attract them."

Jason frowned, thinking about the female pastry chef's words.

Very reasonable.

He had no reason to disagree.

So Jason nodded.

"Then I'll clean up first."

The female pastry chef turned around.

A smirk appeared on his face when he was sure Jason couldn't see it.

Oye!