As Bancy Jr. ran outside after the Private, Edward saw a calm-faced Jason walk out of the cafeteria.

For Jason, who can eat breakfast for 30 people, Edward is not strange, he has seen too many characters on the battlefield who can not be ordinary people, Jason is such a person, he must not be surprised.

But......

Being able to eat so much food made by Gillick was something that Edward admired from the bottom of his heart.

"You're amazing."

Edward gave Jason a thumbs up.

"The food I choose must be eaten, this is my table manners."

Jason said lightly.

"Well, I don't think I've heard anything like that somewhere......"

"That's right!"

"I remember!"

Edward groaned, and suddenly his right hand clenched into a fist smashed into the palm of his left hand, he turned his head, looked at Jason, deliberately slowed down his voice, and said, "The path I chose, I have to finish it on my knees." ”

After saying that, Edward looked at Jason's expression expectantly.

It's a pity that Jason has an indifferent face and is completely unmoved - the life in the city that never sleeps has long made him accustomed to being expressionless, even if his heart is turned upside down, he can deal with it calmly on his face.

Such a look is very deceptive.

At least, looking at Jason's appearance, Edward couldn't help but have some self-doubt.

Am I not right?

Just as Edward was about to say something, little Bancy's exclamation was clearly heard in his ears.

Edward turned and ran towards the small door.

Jason was one step faster.

Pushing open the door, the two of them saw a complete set of water on the ground, such as heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidney, in no particular order.

And......

It's human!

The experienced Edward only glanced at it and confirmed it in an instant.

Jason frowned.

When he entered the police station, he used the [Death Perception] vision to check.

At that time, he naturally found the dead air in the trash can, but because he was close to the kitchen, Jason subconsciously thought that it was the leftovers of some ingredients, and never thought that it was a person.

Looking at the crimson on the ground, Jason was alert again.

Once again, he made the mistake of being able to find corpses, but the corpses were never determined to be human or animal.

"Protecting the ......"

Stomp, stomp!

Edward instructed Little Bansey, but before he could finish his words, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

A group of reporters with cameras appeared behind the police station.

They looked at the blood and internal organs on the ground, and their faces were filled with horror but also excitement.

Without hesitation, the reporters pressed the shutter.

Click, click.

The flash flashed repeatedly.

"Don't take pictures!"

"No photography!"

Edward shouted subconsciously.

It is a pity that the journalists, who are in the majority, simply paid no attention to the head of the special operations group.

Due to his identity as a reporter, Edward could not really be rude, and could only use his body to block the lens of the camera, but in order not to destroy the scene, he could only wander on the edge of blood.

Such an occlusion effect is naturally conceivable.

This made Edward even more angry.

However, anger did not affect Edward's thinking.

How did these journalists come about?

Edward pondered.

Similarly, Jason was thinking.

When he looked at these reporters, his first reaction was that someone in the police station was selling news to these reporters

But right away, Jason shook his head.

Wrong!

Little Bancy had just discovered the entrails, and it was me and Edward who arrived at the scene.

Little Bancy and Edward couldn't have done such a thing, otherwise they wouldn't have been so poor.

Moreover, even if they wanted to sell news, these reporters appeared too quickly, too coincidentally, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

Dress rehearsal?

Wait a minute!

Did they know about it in advance?

Jason grasped a certain key point, he looked at these reporters again, and directly turned on [Death Perception].

There was no dead air on the person in front of him.

That is, they are not direct participants.

Should be......

Someone informed them!

Thinking of this, Jason frowned.

And at this time, the reporters finally finished filming the scene, and they began to photograph the people who appeared at the scene.

Undoubtedly, Jason is the most conspicuous.

In the past two days, reporters in Xindecheng have already known this retired soldier, who is now an adviser to the special operations team of the police department.

From the earliest rescue, to yesterday's apartment murder and Cecil bombing, Jason's figure has long been imprinted in the hearts of every reporter.

Even in a sense, to see if a reporter in New Germany is qualified, it depends on whether he knows Jason in the last few days.

Click, click.

The flash flashes again

When the camera was focused on him, Jason stood up very cooperatively, and when the flash stopped, Jason said indifferently: "When there is an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent." ”

Without directly stating his own answer, Jason chose such ambiguous words.

Because he couldn't be 100% sure that someone had told the reporters what was going on here.

And this sentence can be understood both as these reporters know what is going on here, and also as anger at these reporters who keep dissuading them from taking pictures.

However, after the words fell, when he saw the surprise on the faces of these reporters, Jason had an affirmative answer.

In fact, it is also true.

"Excellency Jason, do you know someone sent us a letter?"

A reporter asked directly.

"Of course, it's obvious."

Jason replied.

"Worthy of Lord Jason."

The reporter admired, and then, another reporter next to him, couldn't help but interject:

"The sender said he had placed some 'small gifts' in the trash can behind the police station that we were interested in, and if no one found them, we would open them ourselves."

"If anyone finds out, let that person know that he has some extra 'gifts' in store."

"It's up to that person to find it."

"If you find it, he'll give you a 'reward.'"

"If he can't find it, he will give him a 'punishment.'"

As he spoke, the reporter looked at Edward as he walked over, and took out the letter very cooperatively.

The same goes for other journalists.

They're just here to chase the news, not to pick the police.

The fit will naturally work.

Of course, you should photocopy and take pictures in advance, so naturally you should photocopy and take pictures.

Edward picked up the letters, glanced at them, and his face sank.

The letter was the same as the reporter said.

It's the same with the dropout: the ripper at night.

"This bastard!"

Edward cursed under his breath.

Not only because of the other party's provocation, but also because the other side undoubtedly mutilated innocent people again.

What's more, there is no clue in this letter.

Edward looked at it repeatedly, but he didn't find it at all.

He handed one of the letters to Jason.

He hoped that Jason would have a clue, and the reporters around him also hoped that Jason would find out.

"Excellency Jason, do you have any clues about the extra 'gifts'?"

The reporter couldn't help but ask.

Other reporters were watching Jason as well.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jason did not answer immediately.

He seemed to be carefully reading the letter in his hand, and then ......

[Dead Air Perception] is enabled.