Chapter 26 Non-Passive Contact

alien?

how is this possible!

After Brian finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

However, when he looked at Jason and John, the middle-aged father realized that his two partners had serious faces.

"I said, you don't really believe in aliens, do you?"

Brian asked.

"Anything is possible."

Jason answered seriously.

To a certain extent, he is also considered an 'outsider'. Since he has appeared, why don't aliens appear?

"Um."

John also nodded seriously.

"Hey guys."

"I just said it casually."

"What if I say it's the end of the world?"

"Children wouldn't believe such a thing."

Brian smiled wryly and spread his hands.

"We are not children, we are adults, so we should all believe and be prepared for it."

Jason replied.

Life in the 'city that never sleeps' has already made Jason develop the habit of 'safety first'.

No matter what kind of existence you face, this habit will not change.

"Edward found out, what about the others?"

"What about other people with a similar identity to Edward?"

"Did they also find out and make some preparations?"

Jason asked Brian back.

Immediately, the middle-aged father withdrew his smile, he began to sit up straight, and his face became serious.

Edward is the truth, he saw it with his own eyes.

Although it is impossible to confirm what it is, if others have similar facts, then...

"I'll start investigating right away."

Thinking of this, Brian couldn't sit still any longer.

He is not afraid of danger to himself, but he is afraid of danger to his daughter.

"Not just investigations, we also need a 'safe house', enough weapons, ammunition and living supplies."

"And, it has to be fast!"

Jason added.

"Is it because of the battle just now?"

Brian, who had returned to a serious state, immediately thought of the key point.

"Not only the battle just now, but also the changes in the entire 'Cherry City'. If it is really what we guessed, I think someone will contact us soon."

"The power of those people will be far beyond imagination."

Jason narrowed his eyes slightly.

If it was really someone of Edward's level who could find out about this, some people would naturally choose Edward's approach and try to protect themselves, but what about most of them?

Humans are social animals.

Even at the level of Edward, there will be no exception.

They are bound to unite!

Form an 'alliance'!

And this alliance must be able to affect the entire 'world'!

As for the battle just now not being discovered?

That is impossible!

At this moment, Cherry City has already entered the field of vision of some people because of those faxes. These people will always pay attention to what happened in Cherry City.

While John used the machine to affect the surrounding cameras, what about outside the cameras?

Edward's appearance is enough to show that this world has a "mysterious side".

Jason doesn't simply think that Edward is the only one who masters the "mystery".

The strange methods of the "mysterious side" are destined to enter the field of vision of some people.

Even, their information may have appeared on the desktop of some big people.

Whether this result is good or bad, Jason doesn't know yet, but Jason knows that he can't sit still and wait for the other party to come to the door.

"The 'world'?"

Brian murmured to himself that the middle-aged father's 'career' had convinced him that Jason was definitely not an alarmist.

John touched the top of Daisy's head silently, as if sensing the emotional change of his master. Daisy stretched out the palm of John's lick, which made John come back to his senses.

He first smiled at Daisy, and then said slowly.

"I have a 'safe house'."

"Just outside of 'Cherry City'."

"I built it just in case, it should be safe enough - it's 500 meters underground, with 300 meters of granite as natural protection."

"I have enough reserves there for 25 people to survive for five years, and enough weapons and ammunition to protect ourselves."

"in case?"

"Are you trying to prevent 'nuclear peace' from washing the ground?"

Brian couldn't help but said.

As a 'career' Brian, he also has the habit of preparing his own 'safe house'.

And, more than one.

But there has never been a 'professional' like John.

Facing Brian's evaluation, John's mouth twitched, indicating that he accepted this statement.

Of course he was prepared for 'nuclear peace'.

Moreover, it was specially prepared according to the most advanced penetrating projectiles.

"I also have some 'safe houses', although they are not comparable to John's, but the supplies and weapons and ammunition inside I think can be transported there."

"And mine."

McCall, who had been leaning against the sofa chair, sat up. He rubbed his sore neck and said, baring his teeth, "Can't you find me a bed?"

"If you don't have a bed, at least you have to have pillows and blankets, right?"

McCall murmured as if complaining.

"I thought you could hold on for a few more minutes."

Brian laughed.

He had just found McCall awake.

Breathing during sleep is completely different from breathing when awake.

Moreover, the middle-aged father believes that Jason and John have also discovered this.

In fact, that's it.

McCall looked at Jason, John, and Brian who were not surprised at all, and immediately knew that he had been discovered long ago.

The private detective sighed.

"Sorry, I'm used to teaming up with amateurs and forgot that you're all experts."

"And just now, sorry for not helping."

Apologetic appeared on the face of the private detective, but immediately, he looked at Jason, John, and Brian very seriously, and he lowered his voice: "I have some weapons in stock."

"They're kind of special."

As he spoke, McCall drew a special logo on the small coffee table: a three-leaf fan.

"Black on yellow?"

Brian asked.

McCall nodded.

hiss!

A low gasping sound came from the middle-aged father's mouth.

"Aren't you a private detective?"

"Where did you get a 'nuclear level'?"

Brian looked carefully at McCall, a detective who had always shown a fair sense of justice.

"Can't a private detective have a 'nuclear level'?"

"It's what I got from my previous missions, and I haven't had time to figure out what to do with them."

McCall explained.

"They?"

Brian pays more attention to this.

"Um."

McCall nodded and held up two fingers.

Brian's eyes changed again.

In the middle-aged father's heart, McCall's level of danger skyrocketed, and would soon surpass Jason's.

If it wasn't for Jason's "undead" characteristics, McCall at this time would be the most dangerous in Brian's heart.

"If those guys do form an alliance, a 'nuclear tie' would make our negotiations more favorable."

John concluded, and then looked at the silent Jason.

Brian and McCall also looked at Jason.

After the battle just now, Jason virtually became the leader of the four.

"John is responsible for transporting supplies and weapons into the 'safe house'."

"Bryan, you go to investigate, we at least need to know what happened."

"Mccall, I need you to investigate the two special 'fathers' before. We need more reliable people."

Jason ordered very simply.

"clear."

The three nodded and acted immediately.

They didn't ask what Jason was going to do.

Because, they believe that Jason must have more important things.

It's impossible to write at this time, right?

After the three left, Jason quickly returned to the desk and started writing.

He has not forgotten his main mission: sell at least 100,000 new books within 120 days!

At first he had no clue.

However, at this time, Jason had some ideas.

Picking up the pen, Jason started writing—

As I traveled to Cherry City for a new book, I unknowingly got into trouble, a nasty 'copycat' committed a murder using the details of my book, and this is just the beginning...

Jason started the description with the example of what just happened.

From the appearance of the old housekeeper, to the appearance of Edward.

He almost wrote it down.

It's just that his description is dry and dry, like a running account.

Do not!

Not only the running account, but also full of typos.

It doesn't have the slightest appeal to read.

"Don't say that this kind of text makes people buy it voluntarily. I'm afraid it's impossible to even pass the editor's review, right?"

Jason sighed in his heart, but on the surface he looked out of the study with a calm expression.

Kemi was standing there with a dinner plate.

On the plate were a cup of coffee, a plate of three-piece golden cake and a book.

"Did it bother you?"

"I-I was worried that you were hungry, so I made coffee and cake."

Camille stammered slightly.

She knocked on the door just now, but no one answered, and then, as soon as she pushed it, the door opened.

Almost subconsciously, she walked in.

It's not right to wait until you come in and then come to your senses.

But at this time, it is impossible to quit.

Jason has seen her.

Facing Jason's gaze, Kemi was quite uneasy.

She definitely didn't want to be hated by Jason.

"Sorry, I dare not come in directly."

The thoughts in my heart made the girl who had been busy all afternoon apologize directly, and then she wanted to turn around and leave.

"and many more."

Jason's voice made the girl's body tremble, and turned around and carefully walked over to Jason.

The huge height gap made Kemi feel that a mountain was approaching him, and instinctively closed his eyes.

Will you be reprimanded?

will hit me?

Cammy was worried.

Then, take a light hand.

When Kemi opened his eyes, he found that the plate in his hand had been taken by Jason.

Not only did he take it, but Jason also opened his mouth to pick up a piece of cake and threw it into his mouth.

"It's not bad, but the eggs were not stirred well, there was too much sugar, and the baking time was a bit long..."

"Sorry, it's my first time doing it."

"I will try my best next time."

Kemi looked at Jason as he spoke while picking up the second piece of cake and putting it in his mouth, with a hint of blush on his face, both happy and embarrassed.

As for leaving in anger?

Will not.

Since being rescued by Jason, Jason is special in her eyes.

"Jason, can you make pastries?"

Kemi watched Jason pick up the third piece of cake and asked cautiously.

"Won't."

"I've seen people do it."

"She's delicious."

Jason shook his head and replied simply.

He kind of misses the lady pastry chef's pastries.

Although it is also a common material, it will not be so bad.

Of course, it can still be swallowed.

So, with the idea of ​​not wasting food, I ate it all.

Then, take a sip of coffee.

Jason frowned again.

Coffee has more milk, but less sugar, and the bitterness and milky taste are intertwined. Although it has a different flavor, he still likes to drink something sweet.

However, at this time, Kemi didn't find this, and she was attracted by Jason's "her" answer.

"She is your friend?"

Kemi tentative temperature.

"Um."

Jason nodded and looked at the book on the plate.

"Interracial XXX Review"?

what book is this?

"This is a very popular book recently. I think it will help you, Jason, so I bought it specifically."

Kemi resisted the questioning in her heart and explained to Jason.

"thanks."

Jason said, and walked to the small living room.

His writing needs to be improved.

And reading other people's books is naturally the most direct way to improve.

Since it is a very popular book recently, there must be some merits in it, and it is worthy of my study.

Jason opened the book with this thought in mind.

Then, unconsciously indulge in it.

Kemi looked at Jason's appearance and didn't bother, but left room 313 lightly and returned to room 312.

"how is it going?"

"Has Jason moved?"

As soon as she entered the door, the younger Terry rushed over and asked impatiently.

"No."

"Also mentioned a bunch of pastries."

"and……"

Cammy hesitated.

"And what?"

Terry asked curiously.

"Also, Jason seems to have someone he likes."

Cammy said with a low expression.

"what?"

"Someone likes a guy like Jason who looks like a pervert murderer?"

"Is that person mentally ill?"

Terry said bluntly, and only regained her senses after the words were spoken.

"Kimi, I'm not talking about you."

Teri scratched her head, said embarrassedly, and then immediately began to change the subject.

"It's really a difficult guy to serve. A beautiful woman like you bakes a cake for him, but he doesn't appreciate it. There are other women, he must have a lot left?"

"Humph!"

"Men are pigs' hooves!"

Terry took it for granted that she showed an angry look, and then she raised her hand and went to the golden cake she helped make on the table.

She couldn't believe what she and Kemi did was terrible.

Then……

"Cough, cough."

"It's so fishy and dirty."

After just one bite, Teri threw the cake down and drank the water.

After Terry was fine, Kemi continued.

"No."

"Jason ate all the pastries."

"Then, I drank coffee and went to read a book."

Cammy shook his head.

"Eat it all?!"

"Didn't he say that pastries are not delicious?"

"It's really duplicitous."

Teri was stunned for a moment, but then snorted again.

"Pastry is really not good."

"I ate it myself, Teri, you take a bite, and you won't eat it anymore."

"But Jason ate it all."

"I feel that Jason is a very gentle person. He knew that the pastries I made were not delicious, but he ate them all out of concern for my emotions."

"Tall, strong, strong yet gentle Jason, so I like it."

Kemi said softly, her eyes involuntarily looking at the wall.

Teri opened her mouth to continue to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

Just a little curiosity in his eyes.

She wondered how Jason had eaten such a horrible thing.

On one side of the wall is Jason's room 313.

Jason, who was engrossed in his reading, paid no attention to the conversation next door.

Of course, that doesn't mean Jason ignores everything.

Jason raised his head, pulled his thoughts away from the world of this extremely beautiful "Interracial XXX Review" book, and looked in the direction of the door.

The next moment, there was a knock on the door—

Boom, boom, boom.

At the same time, a black shadow appeared behind Jason, slowly raised his arm, and two sharp blades on his wrist popped out silently, stabbing Jason's neck as the arm stretched forward.