Chapter 17 There Needs to Be Light in the Dark!

After a complex and mysterious but short voice, the brilliance suddenly appeared.

The dazzling light enveloped the vehicles driven by David and Hunter, as well as the men in black with guns.

"Ahhh!"

Cries of pain rang out one after another.

"Flashbang!"

"There is an ambush!"

"Hidden! Hidden!"

The leading man in black shouted loudly.

But, it's too late.

Jason's figure just appeared among the men in black, and the tall, strong body quickly rotated with the wide-blade and short-handled machete in his hand.

Woo!

The blade slashed the air and roared.

Puff puff!

Everyone around Jason was mortally slashed.

Moreover, with the movement of Jason's footsteps, the range of such slashing continues to expand.

When David and Hunter's eyes recovered their vision, there was a stump of broken limbs in front of them, and a figure stood straight in it, the ice hockey mask on his face was bloody, and it became more and more hideous and terrifying.

Hunter never thought of himself as a timid person, but at this time he swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

what happened?

It was clearly surrounded by a group of people just now.

Why are you surrounded by someone now?

Even, if he could, he would rather choose the previous opponent.

Because, the guy with blood all over his face looks like a perverted murderer.

The dead guys on the ground are the best proof.

However, as a police officer, Hunter raised his gun subconsciously.

But the next moment,

David held down the muzzle.

"Your Excellency Jason?"

David asked tentatively.

Jason?

Hunter was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jason sharply.

He felt that the figure in front of him was familiar just now. When David's words were spoken, the figure in front of him immediately merged with the tall and strong figure in his memory.

It's Jason!

Hunter thought with certainty.

And Jason, who was standing in front of the two, flatly denied it.

"Jason? Are you talking about the famous writer?"

"Sorry, I'm not."

"I'm just a passing 'mask man'."

Jason groaned sternly.

Famous writer?

Liar!

Who other than yourself would give a third-rate writer such a high rating?

Young Hunter could hardly control his expression and wanted to roll his eyes.

David is much more normal, he maintains that habitual smile.

"The passing 'Mask Man' Your Excellency, do you have anything else to do?"

"If not, we'll leave first."

The middle-aged sheriff asked tentatively.

Although he has confirmed that the person in front of him is Jason, the scene in front of him still shocked the middle-aged sheriff's heart.

Nearly 20 years of crime handling career, the middle-aged sheriff has already seen too many vicious guys, but this middle-aged sheriff is sure that these vicious guys add up, they are not comparable. One of Jason's little fingers in front of him.

Look at the corpses on the ground.

How long did the light just flicker?

a second?

two seconds?

In this short period of time, the existence of so many people has been eliminated. Why become a writer, the middle-aged sheriff does not know, he only knows that if the other party wants to trouble them, they are really dead.

So, the middle-aged sheriff tried it out.

He wanted to know Jason's attitude.

The result was a relief to him.

As soon as his voice fell, Jason turned his body and left directly.

Hunter kept staring at Jason.

At this time, when he saw Jason leave, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But the middle-aged sheriff spoke again.

"and many more."

"Can you tell me why you are helping me?"

the middle-aged sheriff asked.

"Those who hold salaries for everyone should not freeze to death in the wind and snow."

Jason kept walking, but the voice came from a distance, clearly entering the ears of David and Hunter.

After a slight pause, the two of them recited these words unconsciously.

Hunter's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and a belief seems to be gushing out.

Before, he had a similar belief, but it was vague.

And now, that belief became clear in Jason's voice.

He, at this moment, found the value of self-existence.

David is different.

The middle-aged sheriff, who already understood what he was going to do, shook his head slightly and chuckled.

"I just did what I was supposed to do."

He said so.

Then, he raised his head and shouted at the distant back—

"thanks."

When Jason heard such thanks, the corners of his mouth curled up behind the mask, but his voice was muttering indistinctly.

"What a fool."

There is always such a group of fools in the world who will stand up when others are desperate.

Bring light to others!

Just like the stars at night!

Dispel the darkness of the world!

They are called...

hero.

A bunch of idiots.

I sincerely hope that these idiots will live a long and worry-free life.

Otherwise, the dispelled darkness will come back sooner or later, making the whole world look like an abyss, like hell.

Jason has seen that before.

In, the city that never sleeps.

There is already hell on earth.

One such place is enough.

more?

I'm afraid the universe will be destroyed.

Jason turned his head and looked aside.

John, who came as agreed, parked the car on the side of the road, and in the driver's seat, John looked at Jason with a little surprise.

He witnessed what had just happened.

He wasn't surprised that Jason would shoot.

Just amazed at the way Jason got his hands on it.

He has also met similar people in his 'career', but he didn't expect that Jason would be such a person.

Why would such a person become a writer?

Like me, also because of retirement?

John couldn't help thinking.

Jason walked around the car, opened the door and got into the co-pilot.

Just after Jason was done, John handed Jason a file bag.

"The information you want about 'Edward', the former employer of Steward Ermod."

John said as neatly as always.

"Thanks."

Jason opened the kraft paper bag as he spoke.

There is a thick pile of information inside, and these materials are quite detailed.

From the birth of 'Edward' until his disappearance.

Born in Cherry City in 1933, Edward was born into a wealthy family and received an elite education since he was a child. As an adult, he took over the family's businesses, including a bank and a mining company.

Fendiert was able to become Edward's housekeeper because of the recommendation letter from the Edward's old housekeeper before he retired.

The two sides have cooperated for nearly 30 years, and Fendiert has helped Edward diligently, and Edward is also relieved to hand over many businesses to Fendiert.

If this continues, Findilt will definitely take care of the Edward family for two or even three generations, just like the old housekeeper before, and introduce a new housekeeper when he retires.

Or, simply let his heirs inherit his profession and become the inheritance steward of the Edward family.

It's just that something unexpected happened.

In 1997, Edward suddenly contracted a strange disease. Not only did he become unconscious, but he also made several irrational investments, causing the entire Edward family to decline.

Jason, who had looked through the documents, looked at the photos in the documents.

This is an old black-and-white photo, at least 20 years old, or even longer, with a slight play on the corners.

There are two people in the photo, one sitting and one standing.

A Fendilt with a much younger face stood there with a smile, and in front of him was a well-dressed middle-aged man with a beard.

The man held a cane in his hand, with both hands on it, his left hand on the bottom, and his right hand on top. On the exposed index finger of the right hand, there was a ring inlaid with gems.

Although it is a black and white photo, Jason can still roughly estimate how expensive the ring is.

"Families with banks and mines like this..."

Jason said, looking at John.

Although Jason didn't finish speaking, John understood what Jason wanted to say.

A family with a bank and a mine could not disappear so quickly.

Unless someone is messing with it.

As for Edward's bad decision?

A person who has inherited the family for decades, is the helm of the family who is smooth and excessive, and is definitely not a faint-hearted person. Maybe he will make one mistake because of an accident, but it is absolutely impossible to make several mistakes in a row.

The occurrence of such continuous accidents and mistakes is enough to illustrate some problems.

"there are some problems."

"But very obscure."

"It seems that someone is covering up such a thing. I don't have the slightest clue in my channel, but I have heard some rumors."

John talked about the investigation after he saw the document.

"rumor?"

Jason came interested.

Although the rumors are mostly chasing wind and shadow.

However, there is still a source.

"Edward was often heard exclaiming at night in the year before he went bankrupt."

"It's the kind of exclamation that has no meaning and is full of fear."

"And from that time onwards, Edward began to make investments that ordinary people don't understand: spending high prices on some strange things."

John continued.

"Strange things?"

Jason became more and more interested.

He seemed to smell the presence of 'food'.

"Well, these things are very hidden. Edward never let more people see them. It was only Fendilt's dictation afterwards, and the housekeeper was not willing to mention these things."

"In fact, if it wasn't for the whereabouts of Edward, everyone believed that the butler would be tight-lipped."

John nodded and explained.

"Then how did Edward disappear?"

Jason asked.

In the information just now, Edward's disappearance was recorded, but the record was very vague, with only a few sentences: After Edward left the house he rented in the suburbs, he never came back.

People around said that the down-and-out Edward seemed to be unable to accept the status quo and become crazy.

It was also said that Edward showed signs of suicide more than once.

Everything is normal.

It's the performance of a loser.

If there is no previous 'abnormal' investment.

"That's what it says in the documentation."

"Fendilt proves that."

"Edward once said he was deceived. It was all a liar."

"However, there is one thing that I am very concerned about."

John paused, and the expression on his face became a little strange.

Jason did not urge, he waited quietly.

After about a second or two, John continued:

"Three months after Edward disappeared, someone saw Edward!"

"But Edward's ghost!"

"ghost?"

"Well, ghost!"

"Witnesses said Edward was wandering around his old mansion, completely delusional."

"The witnesses at the time were terrified and ran straight home."

"And this isn't the first time."

"Afterwards, when someone wanted to buy Edward's old house, they encountered a similar situation, but they were more bizarre and seemed to be pulled into a nightmare."

"After two incidents, Edward's old house is completely deserted."

"Soon, it was deserted, but last summer, there was a sudden fire there. The fire devoured the entire mansion. By the time the fire brigade arrived, it was already burned to rubble."

Haunted old house?

Burned?

Plus Edward buys weird stuff before.

Jason couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He always felt that someone was erasing traces.

Apparently, it's not just Jason who thinks this way, but some people too.

"In the days following this incident, some people started wandering around Edward's old house."

"They're clearly looking for something."

"However, they all came back empty-handed."

"It was no secret at the time. Many people in the underground world of Cherry City tried their luck."

"They met those guys."

"It should be an outsider."

"It's very annoying."

John emphasized.

"Then?"

Jason asked.

"After that, many people became more and more interested. The 'Edward Disappearance Case' reappeared in the eyes of these guys. They began to investigate, and then..."

"Death has begun!"

John's face became solemn.

He began to describe the part of the previous investigation that concerned him the most.

"The three people who started the investigation first all died unexpectedly."

"Drownings, Accidental Electric Shocks and Car Accidents!"

"The three of them are the most famous private detectives and investigators in Cherry City."

"Two of them died silently and were found cold."

"However, the one who was involved in the car accident left a message—"

"He has a doll in his hand."

"It's just in front of the car. There will be dolls that people use to decorate. Most people will choose some that they like, or cute."

Having said this, John pointed to the center console of his car, which had a dog doll resembling a terrier, connected with a spring, and when it was slightly touched, it nodded up and down and swayed.

"But his doll is different, and he didn't stick the doll on it, but held it in his hand in advance - someone investigated, the detective bought the doll about three days ago, and then put it close to the body. It seems that he has already foreseen his own destiny in order to leave information to people."

"What is that doll?"

Jason couldn't help asking.

John answered directly--

"Is an……"

"coffin!"