Knowing that the day of the decisive battle was approaching, Cook and Highlando's time was running out, and now that the advantage of Jared's side was a little overwhelming, they needed to get the most information in the shortest possible time in order to close the gap as much as possible.

To this end, Cook and Highlander have even launched separate investigations in recent days. Cook is in charge of Jared's Civic Riot plan, while Highlando's investigation is launched into cannibalism.

At this time, on a street in the western part of Hajigis City, Cook looked up slightly and looked at a tall building with a huge clock, which was pointing to 2:35, almost five hours after Cook went out to investigate.

Mutter~~

Cook's already hungry little belly came from the voice of protest again, and after nearly five hours of non-stop patrol and investigation, not to mention fragrant rice, even if not a drop of water entered his stomach, it was inevitable that he would scream.

The feeling of fatigue and hunger all over his body surged all over his body, and finally made Cook compromise, sighing a little helplessly, his eyes swept slightly over the surrounding shops.

"There's only one bakery. Cook complained a little, but something is better than nothing, although a little depressed and dissatisfied, Cook still ran over with a little excitement.

Hmph! What an honest body.

After a while, Cook walked out of the bakery with a bag full of bread and sat down on a bench by the street to start eating.

I have to say that when people are very hungry, everything they eat is really delicious. The bag full of bread had been swallowed by Cook like a cloud in less than five minutes.

"Oh, it's so fragrant, buy a few for Sister Lan to taste when you go back." Cook was still a little unsatisfied, licking the crumbs left on his fingers without hesitating the image.

"Huh?" At that moment, Cook looked at the sudden surge of the crowd and sensed that something was wrong.

Were there so many people before? Or did I get carried away from eating bread and didn't notice it?' Cook thought to himself, a little confused. At that moment, Cook sat on the bench and quietly observed.

What, how are they all going in one direction. It wasn't long before Cook realized the problem, pulled out his phone, opened the map, and compared it in that direction.

Cook looked at the big words marked on the map and wondered, is there someone doing street art there?

Anyway, just go ahead and take a look.

Cook followed the flow of people towards the central square, and after five minutes, Cook arrived at the central square. At this moment, the central square was crowded with people, and at a glance it was all black, and there seemed to be someone shouting something on the stone platform in the center, but Cook was a little inaudible, and after some difficult crowding forward, Cook saw the scene on the stone platform.

It was a rich, bald man with a blessed physique, full of merchant air, and strangely enough, the sleeve of his left hand was empty, and it seemed to be one-armed. At this time, he was giving a passionate speech on the stone platform in the center.

"We can't stand it anymore! Guys, is there anyone else who can take over the corpse mutilation that happened all over the city?! John, as the dean of the Lyrean Academy, has not given us any explanation for so long! What kind of dean is this! What kind of dean is this! Allowing the citizens to be slaughtered everywhere by some murderer in the city! Is this what the dean of the Lyan Academy did?!"

"One of us may be in a corner someday, in a murderous maniac, and he, John, will only hide in that tall building! Completely ignoring us citizens, what use do we want him to be!

The bald man's passionate speech instantly detonated the suspicious chatter of everyone in the square, and they exchanged heads and ears, all whispering something, and their complaints and dissatisfaction with John gradually rose one after another.

"That's right, what kind of thing is this, completely ignoring our people?"

"Cut! I think that guy has been scared out of his mind, anyway, as long as he hides in the Lai Yi Courtyard, it will not be his turn to do this. ”

"But hasn't Dean John always cared about public opinion?"

"yes, you don't have to say it so much, do you?"

For a moment, the square exploded, some people obviously supported the bald man, but others were still on John's side.

Cook in the crowd stared coldly at the bald man on the stage, a few rays of darkness flashed in his eyes, but in fact, he was still a little confused.

John had been in charge of the city for decades, and he had won the trust of the citizens over the years, and he could not believe that the intentions of the citizens could change so much just because of today's speech.

And, somewhat strangely.

The people of the square today are roughly divided into two factions, one is for the bald man on the stage, and the other is for John, but the former gives him a feeling of fascination, which is a very radical attitude, which is obviously different from the latter. After all, the current era is different from the monarchical aristocracy thousands of years ago, although there is still an empress, but the empress's rights have been greatly restricted by the parliamentary cabinet, and more rights and laws are still created for the people.

Even if John's name is left at every crime scene, but even so, everyone will still think more of the murderer's provocation to John, after all, the leader is the murderer and stupidly left his own name, no one with a little brain will do it.

Although it is true that this has caused the dissatisfaction of many citizens, after all, in their opinion, this is just a grudge between John and the murderer, why should they be involved? But even so, they know that the only one who can save them is John, so in the final analysis, even if they are dissatisfied with John, they should not be so one-sided.

These people are like ...... It's like you're being controlled.

This speculation made Cook wake up suddenly, and if so, it is very likely that Jared has nothing to do with it. Then the bald man on the stage must have something to do with Jared.

Thinking like this, Cook's nerves suddenly tensed to the extreme, and it was rare to have the possibility of getting close to Jared, he wouldn't let it go so easily.

The bald man on the stage watched every move Cook watched closely, for fear of missing a single detail. But unfortunately, the bald man just quietly watched the discussion of everyone in the audience next, looking numb, as if the disputes of these people had nothing to do with him.

In this way, after about half an hour, the bald man on the stage still didn't have any unusual behavior, just stood there dumbfounded.

Am I wrong?Cook was already beginning to doubt his guesses, his eyes flickering.

After a few more minutes, the bald man on the stage suddenly took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his jacket, and his previous numb expression was swept away at this moment, and his hands were a little trembling to open the mobile phone, his face was full of nervousness and anxiety.

His pupils trembled a little, dripping sweat continued to slide down his face, staring at his mobile phone tightly, so after a long time, he sighed with relief, put away his mobile phone, and left the stone platform in a hurry.

Cook frowned slightly, a little unclear, but it was conceivable that the bald man must be hiding something. Maybe it has something to do with Jared.

At that moment, he squeezed out of the crowd and chased in the direction where the bald man left.

The bald man's escape route was very hidden, completely avoiding the bustling streets around him, and he would delve into the middle of nowhere.

It's just like a rat in the sewer. Here's what Cook had to say about the bald man.

But it is certain that the bald man is not a person in this circle, his luxurious outfit is full of telling others the fact that I am a rich businessman, and more importantly, he does not pay attention to whether he may be followed by others, I think there are usually bodyguards following him closely, but thanks to this, Cook can follow all the way so easily.

If this were Jared, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy. Cook said secretly, although he hadn't faced Jared head-to-head yet, Cook could imagine that he must be a very tricky guy.

In this way, after turning several alleys in succession, the bald man finally took to the street. Cook's eyes flashed slightly, but he was still hiding in the alley, and it seemed that he was about to reach his destination.

Under Cook's gaze, the bald man walked quickly to a teenager on the side of the street who was handing out leaflets, and his sunny, harmless face was under Cook's eyes under the neon light.

Cook felt an irrepressible sense of excitement in his heart, and his eyes were fixed on Jared for a moment. For Jared, Cook has a full impression, from the text message of Sister Lan, he has deeply engraved this young man in his mind.

Turning his gaze, Cook realized that he had arrived near the Dragon Circus.

On the other side, in an eerie silence, Hanlaus swallowed, as if he couldn't help it, and asked Jared with a very humble and timid look: "The ...... I've done as you say, Nana...... Can you release Nana?"

Jared showed a playful smile, turned around and gently patted Hanlaus's somewhat fat face, and said, "Don't be so anxious, Mr. Hanlaus, the game has just begun, as long as you are obedient, I can guarantee that your daughter is safe and sound." ”

Hanlaus squeezed out a very ugly, but full of smiles, and said tremblingly, "Yes...... You just command. ”

Jared smiled with satisfaction, this kind of pleasure of the citizens who John's guy to their heart's content, how could it be so mellow and sweet.

"So, where do we go next?" Jared muttered with a smile on his face, narrowing his eyes.

"I think you can go to prison and fantasize to your heart's content!" a cold and imposing voice suddenly sounded, like the judgment of Jesus, and Jared's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and gloom.