Chapter 6 Brian's Daughter

Mild, 'food' taste.

Really tempting.

The corners of Jason's mouth twitched up.

Having just finished his afternoon tea, he definitely wouldn't mind starting a formal dinner right away.

The old butler who had passed Jason didn't see the corners of Jason's upturned mouth, he was performing his duties.

The old butler walked quickly to the silver-white extended car, raised his hand and knocked on the window.

Clang, clang.

"Sir, here comes Mr. Jason."

After the knocking sound fell, the old butler followed.

"Um."

The door slid open a little in response.

The old butler immediately opened the car door, turned around and raised his hand to make a gesture to Jason.

"Please."

After Jason nodded, he got into the car.

Just like the extension seen from the outside, the inside of this car is quite spacious. Even with Jason's height and sturdy figure, he can easily turn around and sit down under the premise of bending over.

Of course, more important is luxury.

Leather seats, panoramic sunroofs, solid wood floors underfoot, there is an aisle next to the seats, and rows of drinks are placed there.

It's not like the interior of a car at all, but a small room.

"What do I need to drink?"

the owner of the car asked.

"water."

Jason replied, and began to look at the unusually big man in front of him, Elmod.

Aimode has a square face, and his face is not handsome, but he has considerable momentum. His hair and beard are thick and neatly groomed. The raised legs of Erlang showed the other's black leather shoes.

Of course, the most important thing is the faint smell of 'food'.

The other party had been exposed to a certain type of 'food' not long ago!

What could it be?

Jason guessed, looking into each other's eyes.

Jason is very concerned about the other's eyes.

Because these seemingly smiling eyes were hiding a trace of malice just now.

Malice, not vigilance.

Even if it's fleeting, but Jason can be sure of it.

It was because of certainty that Jason was a little curious.

He can be sure that the two sides are seeing each other for the first time.

Could it be... I knew him before?

Jason thought to himself.

He has no memory of the past, which makes him feel constrained again.

"Hello, Mr. Armold, have we met?"

After the bottled water handed over by the other party, Jason asked casually.

"No."

"This is our first time meeting."

Aymod shook his head and replied with a smile.

No?

Where did the malice come from?

Jason was puzzled, but Elmod's words didn't stop.

"However, I have read your book "Stalkers of the Cross Street"."

"Well...it's real."

After Almod pondered for a while, he commented like this.

Faced with such an evaluation, Jason didn't know how to answer at all.

He also read books written by 'self'.

It has a wonderful side, but there are also many mistakes and omissions. If speaking from an objective point of view, Jason can admit that this book is reluctantly classified as a fantasy book. It is really reluctant.

However, when this book was written by him?

Everything becomes subtle.

There was a bit of embarrassment and a bit of helplessness.

The next second, Jason smiled.

"thanks"

A famous person said that when you don't know how to answer, just smile.

"No, no no."

"I'm not a jerk."

"I mean it."

Aimod waved his hand and seemed to be speaking sincerely, but immediately, the extraordinary man suddenly sat up straight, leaning forward like a leopard about to prey.

"However, that doesn't mean I'm used to being the character inside!"

"That guy, that imitator sent me here to ask you to entrust an investigation into my wife's affair."

"It's ridiculous!"

"He picked the wrong target."

Elmod said coldly.

At this moment, the smile on the other party's face has completely subsided, leaving only a cold one.

Sisi murderous, involuntarily revealed.

Jason was not surprised.

For a big man like Aymod, it's hard for you to guess what he has done for his current status.

However, there is one thing that Jason is quite sure of.

A big man like Aimod actually obeyed the arrangement of the 'killer' to see him, and he must have been caught by the 'killer'.

Otherwise, the other party will not pay attention to the 'killer' at all.

Of course, including him.

After the simple politeness, Ermod has exposed the true nature hidden under the politeness.

That is a kind of contempt for ordinary people.

Jason thought silently, obviously making Ermod misunderstood.

"I know you have nothing to do with him, and you are also a victim."

"You're a pretty lucky guy, though."

"He provoked me, so I will take care of him."

"And you?"

"Stay here, do nothing, just stay here, understand?"

Elmod stared at Jason and said word by word.

There is no doubt in the words.

"no problem."

Jason shrugged.

Of course, this is only a superficial promise.

In secret, Jason had already made plans.

If he didn't mind the honest 'bystander' before he figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing, when the 'food' appeared, this kind of 'bystander' had already changed.

Become, join!

Became, hunting!

He is hungry.

Armod didn't see this, he saw Jason just like the people he had met before.

It's all so...well, humble.

Really humble.

In the bottom of his heart, he commented on this writer who didn't look like a writer at all, and Aimode became more and more disdainful.

Even, he didn't even want to disguise, so he simply said.

"Very well, you are a smart man."

"Smart people live long."

"Go back now."

"Go back to your apartment and stay there until that guy gets hanged by me."

After finishing speaking, Elmod waved his hand and motioned for Jason to leave.

Jason pushed the door and got out of the car, and the old butler was standing beside the car. After closing the door, he looked at Jason with a smile.

"Mr. Aymod is a little angry, so if there is anything, please forgive me."

While talking, the old butler handed Jason a thick envelope.

Jason didn't refuse.

The afternoon tea just now left him with 101 yuan in his deposit, one of which was still a coin, and this in itself was the promised compensation.

After taking the envelope, Jason quickly walked towards Apartment 3A.

"Breaking the blockade of the sheriff David by borrowing the power of the big man, how will you deal with the revenge of the big man in the future?"

"Or……"

"How do you arrange 'him' to help me?"

Jason can't forget that in the book, the reason why the "protagonist" became famous is inseparable from the second client who appeared.

It is precisely because the 'protagonist' has successfully completed the commission, the second commissioned talent introduced more people to the 'protagonist', so that the protagonist also stepped into the trap step by step when he gained remuneration and fame.

But that's in the book.

it's here?

Armod is not so easily manipulated.

Jason can fully imagine how Armod will resist.

Jason thought, his eyes involuntarily looked at his door.

313.

As he walked up the stairs, he could clearly hear the sound of breathing coming from inside.

very weak.

Not a life-threatening weakness, but a kind of concealment.

"This is……"

"Aymod's people?"

Jason guessed.

It's not surprising that Ermod sent someone.

At first glance, the other party is a big man who has a strong desire to control and completely ignores others. It is not a big deal for such a person to send a person to firmly control his 'accident'.

Thinking to the bottom of my heart, Jason opened the door as usual.

Then, he saw a man standing near the threshold leading to the bedroom-cum-study.

This is a middle-aged man with messy hair and a beard that has not been repaired for a few days. The other party is wearing black long-sleeves and slacks, and his shoes are boots. His eyes are apologetic, and his face is full of anxiety.

"Sorry, I have no ill will."

"Please excuse my rash visit."

"Originally I thought I wouldn't have a better meet."

The other said, with a wry smile on his face.

"We know each other?"

Jason glanced at each other and asked.

He can confirm that the other party is carrying a weapon, and more than one.

Coupled with the performance of the other party just now, there is no doubt that this is a very strong person.

"Not before."

"However, we pass the letter."

The other side explained.

"letter?"

"Yes, I'm Brian."

"Do you have an impression?"

the other party asked.

"Brian? The Brian who made me listen?"

Jason instantly thought of the sender of the second letter, which was Brian.

"Yes, that Brian is me."

"When I first saw the information you posted on the notice board, I found it very interesting. I just happened to have some things that I can't tell ordinary people, so I need a listener."

Brian said with a wry smile on his face.

"then you?"

Jason pointed to the other side standing behind the threshold, hiding his appearance.

"My daughter was kidnapped."

"I came after the clues."

The bitterness on Brian's face quickly subsided, leaving only a coldness.

It was the coldness of a long sword about to be unsheathed.

Sharp, piercing.

kidnapping?

Jason was startled, and then quickly responded.

"not?"

Jason raised his finger to the door, and his finger rushed down.

"Well, it's him."

Brian said with certainty.

"Imod kidnapped your daughter?"

Jason frowned.

It's not that Jason doesn't believe in Armour's kidnapping of Brian's daughter, it's that Jason thinks that Armour wouldn't be so stupid.

Aimaud's identity is extraordinary. If you want to do something, you don't need to do it yourself.

In other words, it is impossible to leave a handle at all.

"Trust me, as a father of a daughter, I will not joke about my daughter's safety, much less lie about it."

Brian emphasized, then raised his hand and took out a backpack from the bedroom and study.

The whole process is very careful and slow.

Brian didn't want to cause any misunderstanding.

Because, just when he raised his hand, he could feel a strong heart palpitations.

That's a feeling you only have when facing a powerful crisis.

He will not perceive wrong.

I believe this feeling more.

So, he carefully picked up the backpack and handed it to Jason.

At the same time, the eyes looking at Jason became weird.

Before he came, he checked Jason's files.

He is just an ordinary person, except that he is taller, stronger, and can write books, there is nothing worth caring about.

But Jason in front of him made Brian suspect that the file was fake.

He can retire, so why can't Jason 'retire'?

Subconsciously, Brian thought of the real scene description in "Stalker in Cross Street".

Serial killer?

Brian thought, with vigilance in his eyes.

He needs Jason's help to get to that Armod in a faster and safer way and rescue his daughter, but that doesn't mean he'll work with a serial killer.

It wasn't possible before.

Impossible in the future.

Now?

Less likely.

Looking at Jason who had opened his backpack, Brian already regretted his impatience.

It's been too long to retire.

Brian sighed inwardly.

He never said that because of his daughter, he became impatient.

He owes her.

He just wants to make amends now.

Jason noticed Brian's vigilance, but he didn't stop, he was looking at the photos and descriptions in the backpack.

Through these photos and descriptions, a gang organization headed by 'Imod' quickly formed in Jason's mind.

This is a gang hidden in the underground of 'Cherry City'.

The power is quite large, not only selling.DU, but also selling..people..mouth.

They will pick the 'excellent' goods and organize some auctions on a regular basis.

Quite a few big names will appear in these auction venues.

Jason looked at the photo in his hand, and he looked at the smiling face of Ermod around some people.

No longer that contempt, but a sincere smile.

With a little... to please?

That's right!

Just to please!

Ermod is courting those people with these 'excellent' goods.

"This is your 'shortcut' to becoming a big man?"

Jason muttered to himself.

Then, he turned to look at Brian.

"Are you sure these are true?"

Jason asked.

"certainly."

"While I'm retired, my channel isn't retired."

Brian said with certainty, and then, the father hesitated a little, but finally said: "I originally hoped to use your relationship with Aimod to sneak into his 'factory' and rescue my daughter, but …”

"But worried I'm a serial killer?"

"Worrying that my presence will make your daughter more dangerous?"

Jason interrupted the other party's words.

Brian looked at Jason in surprise.

It seems strange, why does Jason know what he just thought.

"Because, your eyes just now, looking at me is like looking at a pervert."

"Borrow it."

After Jason finished explaining, he motioned for Brian to let him go.

Brian immediately took two steps back and watched Jason walk towards the bookshelf. Then, from behind the bookshelf, he took out a hockey mask and slowly put it on.

Then, Jason pulled out a wide-bladed short-handled machete.

Holding a machete and wearing a hockey mask, Jason stared at Brian and said seriously—

"The description in the book is just a simple description. I am not a perverted killer."