Two people?!

Edward was stunned for a moment and reacted instantly.

One is the bold and murderous real murderer, and tortures Bella!

The other is an accomplice who is panicked and responsible for burying the corpse!

Moreover, the latter should be closely related to the horse farm!

"I see."

"Bansey, take someone to investigate the staff of the academy's horse farm."

"Bring me all the suspicious people back!"

Edward let out a sigh and said to his subordinates.

"Yes!"

Bansey sprang into action.

Edward looked at the female pastry chef again, and couldn't help but praise:

"Miss Giser, your perception is so acute!"

"Nope."

"It's Jason who is really sharp."

"I wouldn't have found this without Jason."

The female pastry chef immediately shook her head.

Then, he pointed into the distance.

"And Officer Bansey doesn't need to be in a hurry."

"Jason has caught the prisoner."

Caught a prisoner?

"Look at the horse farm caretaker!"

"Did he kill Bella?!"

The energetic Bancy was stunned for a moment, and he heard the exclamations of the student council members, and when he subconsciously turned around, he saw the tall Jason walking slowly with a man.

The man who was being carried yelled as he danced on all fours trying to get rid of Jason.

"It's not me!"

"I didn't kill anyone!"

"It's really not me!"

"I was just forced to bury the body!"

There is no need for interrogation, the answer is already obvious.

However, Banxi, who was full of motivation at the last moment, was confused at this time.

This feeling of doing nothing and reaping the rewards......

It feels pretty cool!

No!

Wrong!

Quickly, little Bancy shook his head, and a great sense of guilt rose in his heart.

He felt ashamed of his honor.

How can I think about this at this time?

I'm going to work harder!

He's an accomplice!

I'm going to try to find the real culprit!

Bancy rubbed his face vigorously, smelled the dish soap on his hands, and suddenly, his spirits lifted and he strode towards Jason.

Jason handed over the [Death] tainted accomplice to Little Bancy.

"Although I have already learned it once, your observation is really impressive!"

Edward exclaimed.

Observation?

I'm just used to scanning with [Death Qi Perception], and I found corpses buried in the ground and people contaminated with [Death Qi] in the distance.

Jason thought silently, glancing at the female pastry chef who had the sweet, furry smile on her face again.

Then, he nodded calmly.

"Hmm."

"Get used to it."

He's really used to it.

There was Peters in front and Gizchel in the back.

Is there any plausible explanation that the two can't find?

No!

Everything makes sense.

Everything was so perfect.

Jason really felt this kind of emotion.

But listening to Jason's answer, Edward clearly had something in mind.

"yes."

"Without such observation, how could you have survived until now?"

As he spoke, Edward wanted to pat Jason on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

But Jason dodged him.

Jason didn't like the contact.

Watching Jason's subconscious evasive behavior, Edward couldn't help but think of Jason's traumatic roar stress syndrome.

Immediately, there was a little more regret in his eyes.

He nodded and said:

"Don't worry, I understand."

You get it?

Jason was stunned, then shook his head.

Never mind.

It's not bad for you.

Then, habitually, remained silent.

After all, for a normal person like him, it has taken too much energy to find food diligently and carefully, and there is really not much energy to take care of other things.

Not to mention explaining something that already has a plausible answer.

Existence is reasonable.

They think so, then it really is.

Too much explanation is counterproductive.

So, something constructive needs to be mentioned -

"When are we going to have dinner?"

Jason asked.

Edward, who was still about to say something, stiffened, and his hands seemed to feel the cold water of New Virtue City in November again, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"The case is urgent, and I have to deal with it overnight."

"If there's anything, I'll go to the 'Watch Dogs Pastry Shop' to find you."

With that, Edward turned and left.

Walking extremely fast, he got back into the car with the wind all the way.

When he found that Jason didn't follow, Edward breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

It's horrible.

One meal ate his salary + subsidy for three weeks.

If he has another meal, it is estimated that he will have to drink the northwest wind next month.

Don't......

Was it because it was too edible that it was put back by the military boss?

Suddenly, Edward thought of this.

Recalling Jason's unfinished expression at noon, he couldn't help but believe his guess a little.

Then he shouted at Bansey:

"Speed up!"

"We still have a lot to do!"

"Yes!"

Little Bancy replied.

After carrying the corpses and relics into the car, Edward ordered to drive immediately.

He swore that he would never come to see Jason in the hotel in the future.

Jason silently looked at Edward and his party as the wind went away.

He originally wanted to invite the other party to dinner.

At noon, he could see that Edward was strapped for money, so he took care of the other party's face, only ate three points full, and kindly told the other party that he was five points full.

Then, it was decided that he would invite him to this dinner in the evening.

But who knew Edward was so busy.

That's it.

Jason thought as he turned to look at the female pastry chef.

"I—I don't have much money, so I'll invite you to dinner."

"But I make all kinds of pastries."

"Is that okay?"

The female pastry chef stammered.

"Of course."

When it comes to food, Jason doesn't pick and choose.

Moreover, for the sake of [city recognition], Jason, who has a strong interest in the 'serial disappearance of women', originally planned to follow the other party temporarily.

Definitely not because of the pastry.

Definitely not!

And just as the two were about to leave in a public carriage, Teddy caught up.

"I have a car, let the driver take you."

A car that was different from the police station car drove away from St. Mungo's College.

Jason and the female pastry chef sat in the back.

Tydi sat in the passenger seat before the car left.

And, from time to time, he peeked at Jason, his eyes were full of curiosity.

After driving for more than ten minutes, Teddy's curiosity could no longer be suppressed.

"Jason, you used to be a soldier?"

"Hmm."

"Then why did you become a homeless man?"

"Poor."

"How did you just drink the turnips?"

"Hungry."

Hungry???

Teddy was stunned for a moment, then blinked, then chuckled.

"Jason, you have a real sense of humor."

"It must be the murderous aura you honed on the battlefield that scared the radish."

"We were scared too."

"We've been training, but there's no real training, so ...... I would like to hire you as the instructor of the student council, but I don't know if I can or not. ”

Jason remained silent.

Looking at the silent Jason, Teddy felt a little weak.

Because, she really doesn't know how much it will cost to hire someone like Jason.

It can only be according to the conditions of the associate professor level of St. Mungo.

"The weekly salary is 35 yuan, including three meals......"

"Yes."