Beyond ordinary human perception, Jason does not need to enter the kitchen of the restaurant to clearly taste the aroma of various foods.

The taste of fried steak.

The taste of roast lamb.

The taste of stewed pork bones.

The greens are mixed with the flavor of fruit.

and a variety of spices.

Each flavor is rich in aroma and it's clear that Imida uses the finest ingredients.

It's just that......

Among these ingredients, there is a strange taste.

It is said to be incense, and it also has a fragrance.

But it's more of a sense of decay.

It's like seeing a piece of rotten meat that has been carefully cooked.

Moreover, Jason also felt a hint of familiarity inexplicably.

"What could it be?"

Jason continued to frown as he recalled.

"What's wrong?"

Edward, who had parked the car, asked.

"Nothing."

"Eat."

Jason shook his head and gestured to the people lining up at the door.

There was still about half an hour before the actual meal, but there was already a long queue in front of the Amida restaurant, and when Jason and the three of them walked to the back of the line, a waiter at the restaurant handed Jason a numbered plate with 33 written on it, and Jason handed it to Edward.

He, the bum, has no money.

Edward, who was originally proposed by himself, naturally would not refuse.

Moreover, this one also walked towards the waiter.

After a few moments, Edward walked back with a smile on his face.

"We're lucky."

"There just happened to be a couple of guests who had made a reservation for a temporary matter, and you and Gixier could just take the place."

"And me?"

"It's naked."

Edward said and motioned for Jason and the female pastry chef to go with him.

There is no need to queue up for reservations.

And Jason, who replaced the reservation guests, did not go to the line.

The people in line did not object to this.

Because this means that the three of Jason have fully accepted the orders of the previous guests, it must be a lot of money - in the Amida restaurant, reservations are quite low.

Rather than spending a lot of money on food they don't like, these guests would rather wait a little longer and eat some of their favorite food at a good price.

Following the waiter, the three of Jason made their way through the long hallway.

The corridor is not fully enclosed, one side is a wall, the other is a hall, and there is a half-height railing on the side of the hall, and under the railing are a series of aqueducts about 50 centimeters wide, which seem to be pools in the middle of the hall like rivers and lakes flowing into the sea.

The pool is about more than one meter deep, with a radius of more than five meters, and in the middle of the pool is a rockery, the water flows down from the rockery like a waterfall, and the white waves in the pool are rolling, and the fish are swimming, and some lively fish even jump into the canal and play freely.

Between the aqueducts, they are connected by small bridges.

Crossing these small bridges leads to a dining table.

In the huge hall, there are only ten tables in total.

"These tables are placed against rockeries and small bridges."

"The guests at each table, as long as they don't stand up, can't see the guests at the other tables at all."

"It's nice to be private."

Edward, who came for the second time, introduced himself to Jason and the female pastry chef.

The female pastry chef looked at the furnishings in the hall and thought about her pastry house, and couldn't help but show envy in her eyes.

Jason was secretly vigilant.

Because, the delicate arrangement in front of him always reminds him of the 'starry sky' restaurant, and always reminds him of the 'starry sky' full of malice.

"No!"

"No, no!"

"It must be me who is too careful!"

"The layout in front of me is enough to show the intention of the restaurant operator, and the food must not be bad!"

Jason's anticipation of food always makes him unconsciously comfort himself.

To put it simply, don't give up until the last minute.

Or is it ......

At the last minute, I still want to struggle.

That's the case for most people.

Some people have feelings for men and women.

Some people are at a loss for the cause.

Jason is about food.

People are good in their own way, aren't they?

"This is your private room."

The waiter stood in a corner, bowed to the three Jasons, and opened the door to the private room.

The interior is very spacious, but the layout is minimal.

On one side is the dining table, on the other side is the sofa coffee table, and on the other side of the dining table is a TV, boxy, with its own antenna, very old.

Jason stood in the doorway, glanced at the interior of the décor, and stepped inside.

When he entered the private room, Jason saw the private room number that had been held by the waiter's head.

1024。

What kind of wacky number is this?

Jason thought, and under the guidance of the waiter, he sat down on the sofa and waited quietly.

Edward sat across from him, and the female pastry chef consciously sat on Jason's side.

"Please wait a moment."

"The meal will be ready soon."

After the waiter made tea, he poured tea for the three of them while talking.

Then, he got up and bowed and left the private room.

When the door of the private room was closed, the sound of the water outside disappeared instantly.

"Very good soundproofing."

Edward said, his eyes on the female pastry chef.

The female pastry chef was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted.

"I'm going to watch TV."

With that, the female pastry chef got up and walked towards the TV.

After the power is turned on, there is a snowflake on the screen at first, and as the female pastry chef fiddles with the antenna, a portrait gradually appears, a little blurry, as if looking through a layer of frosted glass.

"Pretty good, right?"

Edward gestured to the TV.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded.

Although this TV is really old in his opinion, it is really very kind to him, who has not seen similar electrical appliances for several years.

"Thank you for all you have done for us."

Edward, who was sitting there, suddenly straightened up and bowed.

Then, without waiting for Jason to speak, he sat down again, and the solemnity on his face dissipated, leaving only the usual polite smile.

"But if you commit a crime, I'll arrest you just as much."

"Just like those bastards."

"You are heroes, but just because you are heroes, you can't act recklessly."

This one added.

His eyes were fixed on Jason as he spoke.

When he noticed that Jason was always calm, the man's words softened slightly.

"You're not like them."

"You're stronger than them."

"But you're not a thirst for killing, so ...... I'm sitting here with you. ”

In a slightly soothing tone, there was a thick unwillingness.

Jason could hear it, but he didn't open his mouth when he had already guessed, just picked up the tea in front of him, took a slight sip, and waited patiently for the following.

"I don't want to do that."

"But I don't have a choice."

"I don't fit in with the original system of Xinde City, I don't talk about elbows everywhere, and some guys still have malicious intentions."

"I'm in a worse place now."

"The deaths of several of my subordinates are enough to be their weapons against me."

"Therefore ......"

"I don't have much time."

"You have to fight back before they can complete their attack!"

"And there's an opportunity right in front of you!"

Edward said calmly.

"What chance?"

Jason asked.

Edward was about to answer when the private room door rang.

"Please come in."

Edward said.

The door opened, and the departing waiter walked in with several waiters carrying food covered with fine silverware.

Looking at the silver cover, Jason, who once again felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes.

His bad premonition grew stronger.

Then, when the silver hood was lifted, Jason saw a glass of water and a sheet.

Water, clear and clear, room temperature.

Single, the price is clear, 66 pieces.

Edward saw it too.

Especially when I see the list with that price tag.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest.

66 pieces of a glass of boiled water?!

He really felt distressed.

"This glass of water is a 'distressed feeling'?"

Edward couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not."

The waiter replied.

Edward breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, the waiter put the list of prices in front of him.

"Only the list is."