Alien?

How can it be!

Brian couldn't help but laugh when he finished speaking.

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

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

Brian asked.

"Anything is possible."

Jason replied earnestly.

In a way, he is also considered an 'outsider', since he has appeared, why doesn't an alien or something?

"Hmm."

John nodded earnestly.

"Hey, guys."

"I just said it casually."

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

"No child would believe such a thing."

Brian smiled wryly and spread his hands.

"We're not children, we're adults, so we should all believe and prepare for it."

Jason replied.

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

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

"Edward found out about this, but what about the others?"

"What about the others who are Edward's caliber?"

"Did they find out and do something about it?"

Jason asked Brian rhetorically.

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

Edward is a fact, 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 was not afraid of danger for himself, but he was afraid of danger for his daughter.

"Not just an investigation, we also need a 'safe house', enough weapons, ammunition and daily necessities."

"And, it has to be fast!"

Jason added.

"Is it because of the battle just now?"

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

"It's not just the battle just now, but the changes in the whole 'Cherry City', if it's really what we guessed, I think someone will contact us soon."

"Those people will be far more powerful than you think."

Jason's eyes narrowed slightly.

If it was really a figure of Edward's level who could find out about this, it would naturally be that some people would choose Edward's approach and try to protect themselves, but what about the majority?

Humans are social animals.

Even at Edward's level, it would not be an exception.

They are bound to unite!

Form an 'Alliance'!

And this alliance is bound to influence the whole 'world'!

As for the battle just now that was not discovered?

That's impossible!

At this moment, Cherry City has already entered the field of vision of some people because of that fax, and these people will always pay attention to what is happening in Cherry City.

Although John used the machine to affect the cameras around him, what about the cameras outside of 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 has mastered 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 desktops of some big names.

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

"'The world'?"

Brian muttered to himself that the middle-aged father's 'career' had led him to believe that Jason was definitely not alarmist.

John silently touched the top of Daisy's head, as if sensing the change in his master's mood, Daisy stretched out his palm that was being licked by John, which brought John back to his senses.

He smiled at Daisy, and then said slowly.

"I have a 'safe house.'"

"It's just outside Cherry City."

"I built it just in case, it should be safe enough – it's 500 meters underground, and there's granite 300 meters back on it as a natural protection."

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

"Just in case?"

"You're trying to prevent 'nuclear leveling' from scrubbing the floor, right?"

Brian couldn't help but say.

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

Moreover, more than one.

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

In the face of Brian's evaluation, John only curled the corners of his mouth, representing that he accepted such a statement.

Of course, he prepared for the 'nuclear level'.

Moreover, it is specially prepared according to the most advanced ground-penetrating bombs.

"I also have some 'safe houses', and while they can't be compared to John, I think the supplies and weapons and ammunition in them can be delivered there."

"And mine."

McCall, who had been leaning back in the sofa chair, sat up, rubbed his sore neck, and bared 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 whispered as if grumbling.

"I thought you'd be able to hold out for a few more minutes."

Brian laughed.

He had just noticed that McCall was awake.

Breathing during sleep is completely different from breathing when you are awake.

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

In fact, that's how it is.

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

The private investigator sighed.

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

"And just now, sorry didn't help."

Apologies appeared on the private detective's face, but immediately, he looked at Jason, John, and Brian with very serious eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "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-bladed fan.

"Black on a yellow background?"

Brian asked.

McCall nodded.

Hiss!

A low gasp sounded from the middle-aged father's mouth.

"Aren't you a private investigator?"

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

Brian looked at McCall with a cautious gaze, the detective who had always shown a considerable sense of justice.

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

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

McCall explained.

"Guys?"

Brian is more concerned about this.

"Hmm."

McCall nodded, holding up two fingers.

Brian's gaze changed again.

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

If it weren't for Jason's 'immortality' trait, McCall at this time would be the most dangerous in Brian's heart.

"If those guys do form an alliance, 'nuclear leveling' will make our negotiations more favorable."

John summed up, and then looked at the silent Jason.

Brian and McCall also looked at Jason.

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

"John was in charge of bringing supplies and weapons into the 'safe house.'"

"Brian, you go and take charge of the investigation, we must at least find out what happened."

"McCall, I need you to investigate those two special 'fathers' from before, and we need more reliable people."

Jason commanded very dryly.

"Understood."

The three of them nodded and immediately took action.

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

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

It can't be at this time to still write, right?

After the three of them left, Jason quickly returned to his desk and began to write.

He hasn't forgotten his main quest: sell at least 100,000 new books in 120 days!

At first, he didn't have the slightest clue.

However, at this time, Jason had some ideas.

Picking up the pen, Jason began to write hard -

Traveling to Cherry City for a new book, I unwittingly get into trouble where a hateful 'copycat' uses the details of my book to commit murder, and that's just the beginning......

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

From the appearance of the old butler to the appearance of Edward.

He wrote it down almost fifteen-ten.

It's just that his depiction is dry, as if it were a running account.

No!

It's not just a journal, it's full of typos.

It's not the slightest bit of an attractive read.

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

Jason sighed inwardly, but on the surface he looked out of the study quietly.

Kemi was standing there with a dinner plate.

A cup of coffee, a plate of three-piece golden cake and a book are placed on the plate.

"Did you bother me?"

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

Kemi stammered slightly.

She had just knocked on the door, 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've come in and then come back to your senses.

But at this time, it is impossible to get out.

Jason had seen her.

Facing Jason's gaze, Kemi was quite uneasy.

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

"I'm sorry, I didn't dare come in directly."

The thought in her heart made this girl who had been busy all afternoon apologize directly, and then wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait."

Jason's voice made the girl's body tremble, and Jason turned around and walked cautiously.

The huge height difference made Kemi feel like a mountain was approaching him, and he instinctively closed his eyes.

Will you be reprimanded?

Will you hit me?

Kemi's heart was full of worry.

Then, a light in the hand.

Kemi opened his eyes only to find that the plate in his hand had been taken by Jason.

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

"It's not bad, but the eggs are not stirred, the sugar is too much, and the roasting time is a little long......"

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

"I'll do my best next time."

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

As for the angry departure?

No, it won't.

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

"Jason, you can make pastries?"

Kemi asked cautiously as he watched Jason pick up the third cake.

"No, it won't."

"I've seen people do it."

"She's delicious."

Jason shook his head and replied dryly.

He misses the female pastry chef a little bit.

It's an ordinary material, but it doesn't do it so badly.

Of course, you can still swallow it.

So, with the thought that I couldn't waste food, I ate it all.

Then, take your coffee and drink it down.

Jason frowned again.

There is more coffee milk, but less sugar, bitterness and milkiness are intertwined, and although it has a different flavor, he still likes to drink something sweet.

However, at this time, Kemi didn't notice this, and her whole body was attracted to Jason's "her" answer.

"Is she your friend?"

Kemi's tentative temperature.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded, his eyes on the book on his plate.

"Interracial XXX Review"?

What book is this?

"This is a very popular book recently, and I think it will help you, Jason, so I will definitely buy it back."

Kemi endured the question in his heart and explained to Jason.

"Thank you."

Jason said as he 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 book that has been very popular recently, there must be merit in it and it is worth learning from.

Jason opened the book with that in mind.

Then, unconsciously, indulge in it.

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

"How? What do you think? ”

"Is Jason moved?"

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

"Nope."

"I also mentioned a bunch of pastry problems."

"And ......"

Kemi stopped talking.

"And what?"

Tyri asked curiously.

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

Kemi said with a dejected expression.

"What?"

"Jason looks like a psychopathic murderer, and anyone else likes it?"

"Is that man sick in the head?"

Tyri said bluntly, and only came back to her senses after the words came out.

"Kemi, I didn't mean you."

Tyri scratched her head, embarrassed, and immediately began to change the subject.

"It's really a difficult guy to serve, a big beauty like you bakes a cake for him personally, he doesn't even appreciate it, there are other women, he must have a lot left, right?"

"Humph!"

"Men are pigs' trotters!"

Tyri looked angry as a matter of course, and then raised her hand to go to the golden cake she had helped make on the table.

She didn't believe she and Kemi were making it so bad.

And then......

"Ahem, ahem."

"It's so fishy, it's so bad."

After just taking a bite, Tyri threw the cake down and drank the water.

Waiting until Tyri was okay before Kemi continued.

"Nope."

"Jason ate all the pastries."

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

Kemi shook her head.

"Eat it all?!"

"Didn't he say the pastries weren't tasty?"

"It's duplicity."

Tyri was stunned for a moment, but immediately snorted again.

"Pastries are really not very tasty."

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

"But Jason ate it all."

"I feel that Jason is a very gentle person, he knows that the pastries I make are not delicious, but he eats them all for the sake of my emotions."

"Tall, strong, strong but gentle Jason, I like it."

Kemi whispered, her eyes involuntarily looking at the wall.

Tyri opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Just a little curiosity in his eyes.

She wondered how Jason had managed to eat all the unpalatable things.

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

Jason, who was engrossed in reading the book, didn't pay any attention to the conversation next door.

Of course, that doesn't mean Jason will ignore everything.

Jason looked up, detached his thoughts from the world in the extremely beautiful "Interracial XXX Review" book, and looked in the direction of the door.

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

Knock, knock.

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.