Chapter Eighty-Eight: Life Should Have a Sense of Ritual
Griffin looked around in the back alley and waved behind him.
Little Bancy immediately ran out with a sack and rushed straight to the car parked on the side of the road.
Sidlin, who was in the sack, was completely unconscious, unaware of the struggle, and stuffed into the trunk very smoothly.
Then, Bancy Jr. got into the driver's seat, and Edward and Griffin got into the back seat.
Before the female pastry chef who was in the passenger seat could react, Bancy Jr. stepped on the accelerator.
Airplanes.
With the roar of the engine, the car rushed straight out.
According to the plan when I came, the car turned a few corners and stopped directly in the backstreet branch of Black Pepper Street.
"How?"
The female pastry chef asked directly after the car stopped.
"All the best."
Edward said.
Little Bancy blinked, he still hadn't figured out how Jason had confirmed Sidlin and not the original 'Dogpaw' Brooke.
Asking questions if you don't understand is a habit of little Banxi.
He spoke immediately.
"Can you tell me more about what you just encountered?"
The female pastry chef did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.
"Hmm."
"We ...... just now"
Little Bancy immediately began to tell.
Edward and Griffin complement each other.
From the moment you enter the store in Sidlin, everything in the store is explained in detail.
When the whole story was finished, the female pastry chef supported her chin with her right hand, and her index finger kept sliding over her lips.
After a moment, the corners of her mouth curled.
"I see."
The female pastry chef said.
"You got it?"
Little Banxi was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise.
Edward and Griffin also looked at the female pastry chef at the same time.
"Hmm."
"Snake Whip Chrysanthemum!"
The female pastry chef nodded and gave her answer directly.
"Snake whip chrysanthemum?"
Little Bancy stared at him with a blank expression.
Edward and Griffin had a hint of abruptness.
"Jason's observation is very sharp."
"He must have found the fine petals and pollen peculiar to snake whip chrysanthemum in that 'code book'."
"And in Brooke's garden at 'Dogpaw', there are no snake whip petals at all."
"So that 'codebook' was put there by somebody."
The female pastry chef explained.
"Where to put it?"
"You mean?"
Little Bancy reacted a little.
"Hmm."
"Distract us and others."
"Let everybody be drawn to 'Dogpaw' Brooke while they hide in the shadows."
The female pastry chef nodded.
"It's their habit."
"They're always like that, acting as the last hunters."
"Let all the prey jump out, and then they will do the final netting."
Edward agrees with the female pastry chef's speculation.
"Then Lord Jason is acting alone?"
Little Bancy asked himself about his last puzzle.
"It's still snake whip chrysanthemum!"
"Do you know what the flower language of the snake whip chrysanthemum is?"
The female pastry chef asked, and then, without waiting for little Bancy to ask again, she replied directly: "Be vigilant! ”
"And just now, I saw smoke coming out of the big chimney of the store."
"That level of smoke is so thick that you can see it clearly even from a distance."
"So ......"
"It's supposed to be wolf smoke!"
"Wolf smoke?!"
Little Bancy finally understood.
"That is to say, when the 'wolf smoke' appears, someone will go to check the shops in Sidlin, and if you want to check the shops in Sidlin, you must find a just right location!"
"Your Excellency Jason is going there to find the real members of the 'Ghost Squad'!"
After Xiao Banxi finished speaking, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Worthy of Lord Jason."
"He actually saw this in the beginning."
As he spoke, little Bancy shook his head again in admiration.
The female pastry chef laughed.
When someone compliments Jason, she is happy.
On the side of the back row, Griffin has been silently observing the female pastry chef, the very hidden kind, maintaining the look of surprise when he should be surprised, and sigh when he should sigh.
He always felt that the female pastry chef in front of him was a little weird.
There's also a bit of familiarity.
It's like the 'overlords' he encounters from time to time in the 'gutter'.
It's just that......
The female pastry chef in front of her is harmless.
At the moment, laughing gives people a fluffy and sweet feeling.
"How much am I thinking?"
Griffin asked himself.
In the end, the instinct to survive in the 'gutter' made him keep his doubts alive.
Again, there is more 'vigilance'.
And, in the back of his mind, Griffin is ready to talk to Jason about the female pastry chef.
After that, there was no more conversation inside the car.
All that's left is waiting.
Wait for Jason to come back.
And at this time, Jason is in some trouble.
It's not someone else's give.
It's that he's 'asking for trouble'.
Walker was trapped in his chair, gagged, and looked at the tall and muscular Jason in front of him with wide eyes on his face.
Because, he could see the hunger in Jason's eyes.
Because, he could hear the ringing in Jason's belly.
And the sound of swallowing saliva.
Each time it sounded, it deepened his fear.
"Woohoo."
Walker struggled.
He wanted to tell Jason to let me go and let's have a good talk.
I'm not human.
I don't have to obey anything glorious.
If you ask, I'll tell you.
Don't stare at me and swallow saliva!
It's scary.
The intense emotional stirring makes the taste of the 'food' more and more intense.
Even though it was still hidden in the shell, a faint smell of 'food' emanated from it, and Jason couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Posak Elf!
Jason was quick to confirm the name of the 'food'.
This type of 'food' is characterized by its smooth and cold taste.
It's kind of like jelly.
Rinse it with red wine before and it tastes good.
Try it with boiling water this time?
Wrong!
Now is not the time to want to eat!
That's not the point!
What I need is to hone my will: 1 minute in the face of food!
Jason told himself to calm down and persevere.
And for such persistence.
Thinking about his previous failures, Jason was ready for anything.
He has to have a sense of ceremony.
Let yourself be more serious about it.
So, he pulled out a coin.
"+1 second for the front."
"Turn over - 1 second."
"Eat right away."
Jason said this, and then, flicking a coin.
Bite!
Coins fly into the air.
Jason raised his left hand.
The right hand was placed on the back of the left hand.
When Jason removed his right hand.
I saw that the coin was exactly sandwiched between the middle finger and ring finger, and it was erect.
He definitely didn't perceive anyone, observed the trajectory of the coin, and then, with a quick eye, grabbed the coin.
It's all a coincidence.
Well, coincidence.
So—
"Open the meal!"