The burning gaze behind him made Jason turn around.

Dudas stood there, looking nervous.

When I saw Jason turn around, this cramped uneasiness turned into a small gesture of touching each other's toes and not knowing where to put my hands.

"That's, that'......"

Dudas wanted to sum up the words.

However, at this time, the brain is blank.

"What's wrong?"

Jason asked, looking at the student council members who were exercising.

"Nothing."

"I am, I am ......"

"I made you a talisman."

As he spoke, Dadas took out a wooden amulet from his pocket, and then, in his mouth, continued: "It's just an ordinary amulet, it doesn't mean anything special, I do it when I'm fine, if you don't want it, just throw it away." ”

Talisman?

Well?

How does it smell like 'food'?

Jason originally refused, but the faint smell of food from above made him involuntarily raise his hand and take the talisman.

The talisman is very crudely made, with a plausible diagram, which gives ordinary people a very peculiar feeling, but it has no effect at all - Jason, who is proficient in diagrammatics, is very sure of this.

But!

The taste of the 'food' above is real.

However, the taste of this 'food' is very light.

It is so faint that you can only smell it when you are up close.

And it was not issued by the amulet itself.

"Have you ever been contaminated by contact?"

"Dadas has also been exposed to 'food'?"

Jason held the amulet, rubbing his fingers against it.

And this scene made Dadas very happy.

It's her elaborate amulet!

She did it for her friends!

Now, Jason took it, and looked at it very carefully.

She couldn't be happier!

But why are those guys looking at me like that?

Bastard!

I'm going to blush!

Dadath's gaze involuntarily turned to the student council members staring at him.

From the moment Dadas took out the amulet, the eyes of the student council members were involuntarily attracted.

Dadasi's fame is just too great.

I've never seen Dudas give a gift to someone else.

No, I haven't seen anyone take the initiative to talk to.

As for confessions?

No way! No way!

How could a 'witch' fall in love.

"Do you want to be cursed?"

Dudas asked, looking at the student council members, his voice sharp and gloomy again, like the chirping of a crow.

The student council members immediately lowered their heads and concentrated on push-ups.

Dadath, on the other hand, turned back.

Suddenly, he became that shy appearance again.

"I, I'll go back first, I have something very important to do!"

With that, Dudas ran towards the old school building, and Tibbs immediately followed behind his master, and he did not dare to stay alone with this terrible man.

The female pastry chef stared at Dadasi's back.

A gloom appeared in his eyes.

Another one who doesn't know what to do!

St. Mungo's College is a place like this...... Sure enough, it still blew up!

The voice in my heart began to appear again.

The female pastry chef shook her head repeatedly.

It was not easy to suppress such thoughts.

Jason was so immersed in the faint aroma of 'food' that he didn't notice it at all.

St. Mungo's College is indeed a treasure.

I need to explore.

Jason thought silently.

The afternoon training was carried out in an orderly manner.

More than ninety percent of student council members have not completed such basic exercises.

Only Joel and Norway made it.

It was not surprising that Jason was finished, because the other party's tall and sturdy appearance was obviously a regular exerciser, and Joel, a petite clerk, was really beyond Jason's expectations.

Moreover, Joel is also one of the few people who has reached the entry level of hand-to-hand combat.

This made Jason can't help but pay attention to Joel.

And on the return carriage, Jason also asked the female pastry chef about the good-looking clerk.

"Joel?"

"He's an orphan."

"I was adopted by the welfare home of St. Mungo's College, and he is a very kind and capable person, and he is a good helper for Tadi."

The female pastry chef said what she knew.

"St. Mungo's Academy, there is a welfare home?"

Jason was amazed.

"Of course!"

"St. Mungo's College, though it's not a church school anymore."

"However, some traditions have been preserved."

The female pastry chef replied, and then, with a hint of curiosity on her face, she asked, "Jason, why aren't you eating at the academy?" Dinner, although not as hearty as lunch, should be good. ”

"You can't fish thirsty."

"You must know how to recycle it."

Jason replied.

"So, that's why you went to Edward?"

The female pastry chef was stunned.

"Of course not."

"I've got something to do!"

Jason flatly denied it.

And in the bottom of his heart, Jason thought that although the food at the police station was not delicious, it was better than not having to eat at all, right?

Wheels, wheels.

The carriage returned from the suburbs to the city and from the city to the police station.

"Guest, here."

The coachman shouted loudly, the carriage came to a steady stop, and Jason and the female pastry chef jumped out of the carriage back and forth.

Before, he had already paid for the car, a total of 3 jiao 4, two people.

The coachman shook the reins, and the public carriage slowly drove away, leaving only Jason and the female pastry chef on the side of the road, such a voice was undoubtedly conspicuous, and the two patrolmen at the door of the police station looked at Jason who was coming, and their faces changed.

Immediately, one of them went crazy and ran towards the police station.

"Advisor Jason is here!"

"He's coming for dinner!"

"Let's go to the cafeteria!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Originally, in the evening, the police station, which was quite quiet, instantly jumped up.

One by one, the patrol officers took out the strength to catch the thieves and swarmed towards the cafeteria.

In the morning they starved.

I don't want to be at night.

Especially those who are on the night shift.

For example: Little Bancy.

Little Bancy was almost the first runner in the crowd.

However, by the time he arrived, he had already seen Jason standing in front of the window of the cafeteria, picking up the plate.

"How is that possible?"

Little Banxi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Jason pointed to the door on the side of the cafeteria.

"Back door, faster."

With that, Jason picked up his dinner and walked to the table next to him.

And then?

As fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, the food on the plate decreased.

This made the people around him even more frightened.

One by one, they rushed to the window.

By the time Edward arrived, there was no more dinner.

"Bring me a cup of hot water."

Edward said.

Then, he picked up the hot water and walked over to Jason.

Jason, who had just finished the tenth serving, took the hot water and drank it all.

"Thank you."

"Just like I'm feeling a little salty."

With that, Jason placed the empty water glass on the table.

Edward looked at the empty water glass, his eyes unspeakably melancholy.

What can I do?

He chose it!

Grit your teeth and persevere.

It's time to lose weight.

Breakfast and dinner don't matter, at least he's full at noon.

Edward comforted himself silently.

"Let's get down to business."

Jason spoke suddenly.

"Business?"

"Aren't you here to eat?"

Edward looked at Jason in surprise.

"Of course not."

"I'm here to ask for your help, I need more information about the depths of New Virtue City."

Jason said righteously.

Even though the light shone on the corners of his mouth, it was still shiny.

"Deeper intelligence?"

"It's hard, Jason, you need to know ......"

Edward's face was embarrassed, although he temporarily took over the police station, but his time in Xinde City was too short, and the real people who could be mobilized were only his own subordinates, and it was difficult to get deeper information in the real sense.

And at this time, the little Bancy, who was full of food and touched his mouth, walked over slowly.

He sat down next to Edward and said in a low voice, "I know a person, he must know the information you want, Lord Jason!" ”

"Who?"