Chapter Seventy-Three: A Rich Breakfast!

Listening to Ryosuke's serious words, one of the 'Hanakura' contacts sitting in the back row was stunned.

Then he laughed.

"No problem."

The other party replied in the affirmative.

Then, in detail.

"Those who normally join 'Hua Sakura' can get a chance to get 'power' for free, and you can get it twice!"

"Direct power, knowledge, or props, you can choose at will."

"Of course."

"With credit after the fact, you can continue to choose."

"In the 'Flower Sakura', no one can covet your merits, what's yours is yours."

There was an irrepressible excitement in the voice of the man sitting in the back row.

Ryosuke was very cooperative and sped up his breathing.

And in the bottom of my heart?

It was a sneer.

If he didn't know Onodera, I'm afraid he would.

Is it because there are factions within 'Hanakura'?

Or do you believe that Onodera will abide by the rules of 'Hanakura' and not reveal your identity?

The latter is more likely!

Ryosuke guessed.

Because, if it were the former, he would not be co-opted again.

Should be...... Assassination!

Don't underestimate factions within the same organization.

Often one's own people are the most ruthless to their own talents.

"When will I be able to get the terms you promised?"

After a deliberate pause of two or three seconds, Ryosuke asked.

"Today."

"I'll send someone to contact you later."

"The other party will also be your 'partner' in the future - secretly."

As soon as the words fell, Ryosuke heard the sound of the car door closing behind him.

Subconsciously turned his head, and the figure in the back of the car had long since disappeared.

"Pretend to be mysterious."

Ryosuke shook his head, commenting like this.

Then, picking up the cigarette again.

Syllable!

The lighter cracked, and a small cluster of flames popped up.

Ryosuke took a deep breath.

Then, spit it out heavily.

A thick smoke ring slammed into the window, shattering suddenly.

It's like he's going to do it now.

Once discovered, he's going to be crushed.

"Sir!"

The co-pilot's door was pulled open, and Urashima sat in.

"Everything is arranged."

"As long as that Kusano guy shows up, we'll be able to catch him."

The young detective behaved as usual.

There is no problem with either deeds or words.

However, his eyes with Ryosuke were communicating.

has been a partner for a long time, and they have already had such a tacit understanding.

"Good."

"Let's go back and rest now."

"Next, some of them are busy."

"By the way, the report is still written by you!"

Ryosuke said as he responded to his partner with his eyes.

"Not really."

"Again?"

"When I see the report now, I want to throw up."

Urashima lamented.

"It's okay, it's all like this at first, and then ......"

Ryosuke elongated his tone.

"What happened after that?"

Urashima asked, as if curious.

"After that, you get used to it."

Ryosuke said with a smile.

"Mr. Ryosuke, you still owe me 3,791 yuan, I think you need to pay me back a little in advance, or, we can calculate it according to the bank's interest."

Urashima said seriously.

"Ahem, ahem."

"Wait for my salary."

Ryosuke coughed awkwardly.

"You've been talking for eleven months in a row, and I've been your partner for eleven months."

Urashima reminded again.

"People, there will always be difficulties."

"Don't worry, as long as I have, I will definitely return it to you."

"And now?"

"I'm not without it."

Ryosuke looked at Urashima helplessly, and his whole body showed a weak look, which made the young detective snort.

Then, the car started.

It's business as usual.

There are no surprises.

At least, that's what it seems to the contact person at 'Hanakura'.

He disarmed the means of 'surveillance'.

A yin-yang technique that uses insects to eavesdrop.

Although it is the basis of some kind of core secret art, it can only be regarded as a small trick at this stage.

But it also cost the liaison a lot of credit.

Of course, relying on such means, he has gained more merits.

Again, such a little trick is quite useful.

Just like this time.

He was convinced that it was impossible for the two 'rookies' who had not really come into contact with the mysterious side to discover his means, so what he heard was the most real.

Thinking of this, the liaison officer turned his head to look at Onodera.

"It's you who are too careful."

"Officer Ryosuke, there's no problem."

The liaison officer said.

"I'm just reminding this new 'colleague' of the relationship with that 'Juggernaut'."

"The rest is all your guess."

"It has nothing to do with me."

is still bandaged, but Onodera, who has been able to move freely, has a look of grievance at this time.

Seeing this look of Onodera, the liaison officer smiled.

"Yamashita is dead."

"I know, you want to sit in his place."

"Your qualifications are sufficient, but your merits are not enough."

The liaison officer reminded Onodera.

Then, without waiting for Onodera to answer, the liaison officer spoke again.

"Don't quibble."

"Everybody knows exactly who you are."

"Including me."

Speaking of this, the liaison officer's words became serious, and he said almost word for word: "In the future, please try to focus on the outside as much as possible, rather than staring at your own people." ”

With that, the liaison officer turned around and left.

Onodera opened his mouth, as if he wanted to defend himself.

But in the end nothing was said.

Just watched as the liaison officer disappeared from view.

Then, Onodera turned and walked towards where he had parked.

At this moment, the sun has already risen high.

The morning sun is not scorching, just warm.

And when the sea breeze blows slowly, it is even more comfortable.

A sense of well-being arises.

Onodera seemed to feel such a pleasantness, and the corners of his mouth curled.

This is my greatest strength!

Helping you here, it's a favor for you!

If you pay you back, it's equivalent to paying back that wandering onmyoji!

After all, you're in a small group, aren't you?

Heh, I'm not a good person though.

But the grace of saving lives, I will remember.

Now those bastards shouldn't suspect you.

Next, it's up to you.

More?

I can't help it!

In the future, I will be high in the sky and let the birds fly, and the sea will be wide and the fish will jump!

Onodera thought about it, and couldn't help but want to laugh twice.

It's just that he knows very well that it's not appropriate.

Holding back a smile, Onodera pretended to remember the annoyance again, and his brows were furrowed.

Then, Onodera picked up his pace and returned to the car.

However, as soon as he sat down, Onodera's body trembled.

In front of him, in the center of the steering wheel, there was a note.

It reads-

Interested in talking?

Now you deserve more.

……

The final check-in was a phone number, without any name.

Troublesome!

Big trouble!

Onodera almost cried when he looked at the note.

He just wanted to repay the favor.

How does it seem like you're getting into bigger trouble?

Instinctively, Onodera pulled down the note, crumpled it directly, and threw it out of the car window.

However, the next moment, Onodera stepped out of the car again and picked up the paper balls.

There was a deep groan and thought in his eyes.

Finally, the paper ball is slipped into the pocket.

The car started.

Soon disappeared to the seashore.

The last bit of noise is gone, all that remains is the sound of the waves.

From ancient times to the present.

Never changed.

It's like sunrise and sunset.

It's like three meals a day.

The people, food is the sky.

Breakfast is especially important among the three meals.

Jason, who accepts the traditions of his hometown, values it very much.

So, after returning again, I said hello to Hui Lijing, took a bottle of spirits, and went straight to the 'Mask X Machete X Meat' office on the second floor.

Starting with the door, to the window, to the wall.

Then there are the ceilings and floors.

Be careful.

Be careful.

Especially when enjoying the fruits of victory.

This is a famous saying that circulates in the 'city that never sleeps'.

Every qualified resident of the 'City That Never Sleeps' will obey and obey.

Disobedient?

Non-compliance?

Death is the only destination.

Moreover, it was the kind that died extremely miserably.

Jason didn't want to suffer such a misfortune, so after he made sure that there were no dead ends at 360 degrees, he put down his backpack and pulled out last night's harvest from it.

Eleven servings of 'food' from those contestants.

and the heart of the Breaking Dead.

After washing the 'food' with spirits, Jason wrapped eleven portions of 'food' around the 'core' of the Breaking Bad in a circular fashion.

Then, another look was changed.

It became square.

Then, it was changed back to a round shape.

The cycle repeated, Jason was cautious, but preoccupied.

It's like a young apprentice chef plating.

It is necessary to endure the aroma of the food, but also to have a sense of beauty.

Aesthetic Jason didn't know.

Endure, but so real.

It is rare to have ready-made 'food', and Jason, who knows that his self-control in the face of 'hunger' is still far behind, naturally wants to 'exercise' his willpower.

Maybe it's hard.

Maybe it's slow to take effect.

But Jason knew it was something he had to go through.

He had to do it even if it was just to avoid being 'starved'.

After about four or five more attempts, Jason gritted his teeth and came again before putting the first food in his mouth when he confirmed that he was on the verge of losing control again.

It's a ring.

In fact, it comes from the 'food' of the contestants, which is mostly rings, beads and stones.

After all, the smaller the props that can be carried around, the better.

The entrance is cold and sweet.

Jason's teeth strained slightly.

Burst!

The whole ring burst in his mouth.

Sweet and sour juice fills it.

"It's kind of like a pomegranate."

"It's kind of like passion fruit."

Jason commented, his eyes on the words in front of him.

[Devour the Ring of Remnant Light]

[Stamina, energy, and injuries recover slightly!] 】

【Satiety +5】

[Satiety: 814]

……

5 points of satiety.

And it didn't surprise Jason.

Or rather, it didn't disappoint Jason.

Because, what he takes is the one with the least flavor of the 'food'.

Put the most delicious food last!

With such a simple idea, Jason casually picked up a string of beads.

When you put the beads one after another into your mouth, you will find the sweetness of the grapes.

【Swallow the 'Blessing Bracelet'】

[Stamina, energy, and injuries recover slightly!] 】

Satiety +10

[Satiety: 824]

……

Satiety is steadily increasing.

Jason is also eating faster and faster.

Although I still keep eating the same thing at a time.

But after more than ten seconds, only the core of the Breaking Down was left on the table.

At this time, Jason's satiety level returned to the level of 931 points.

Glancing at the satiety, Jason picked up the core of the Desperate and felt the rich fragrance on it, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it first.

There is nothing special about the taste.

It's just a little soft to the touch.

There is also some elasticity.

Jason, who didn't taste it, didn't hesitate anymore and threw the core of the 'Desperate' into his mouth.

One bite.

Well?

Egg?

Jason's eyes lit up.

The core of the Breaking Soul chews like an egg, but it tastes much more than an ordinary egg.

Rich oil, which flows out as the egg skin breaks.

The yolk is crispy when it touches your teeth.

The fat accompanied by a crispy texture immediately attracted Jason.

Crunchy.

After two bites, the whole 'desperate' core was swallowed into Jason's stomach.

[Devouring the core of the 'Desperate' (pseudo. Great Demon)]

[Excess recovery of physical strength, energy, and injuries!] 】

【Satiety +200】

[Satiety: 1131]

[Excitement of Food: +1]

【Excitement of Food:1】

……

There is 'food excitement'!

Really rich breakfast.

Fruit, omelette, fried ham.

There are also some small snacks.

Thinking about the 'breakfast' just now, looking at the 'excitement of eating' in front of him, the corners of Jason's mouth curled.

Although he had already judged based on the fragrance that there was a high probability that the core of the 'Desperate' would have 'food excitement', he was still happy that it really appeared.

At the same time, Jason's heart is full of anticipation.

After all, the Breaking Down is just a pseudo-demon.

What if it's a real big demon?

How much satiety and excitement will it bring?

As long as he comes once or twice, his other core skill [War Paint. Pruth. Griffin. The 'talent' required by the Shadow Forging Technique can be displayed again.

And it won't be long.

He's already known as the 'Juggernaut'.

Although it has also shown its strength.

But some skeptical people will still be skeptical.

People, always.

Only believe what you believe.

It's like being in Jason's hometown—

Left saccade?

Jumping to money?

Hey, good thing, believe.

Right eye beat?

Jumping out of the disaster?

Phew, feudal superstition.

Man, that's the reality.

Others may have relented.

However, the group of people in the Flower Blossom House will not.

In particular, he also hung the sign of the 'Mask X Chopper X Meat' office.

There will definitely be people who will find out his 'true strength' in a 'reasonable' way.

In fact, it happened faster than expected.

Tread, stomp.

After the footsteps made contact with the iron staircase, there was a loud, rhythmic knock on the door—

Knock, knock!

"Hello, is Jason here?"