The sheriff, who was still arrogant just now, fell to the ground like this.

The shattered head splashed the faces of the surrounding police officers.

Suddenly, they were still laughing at the previous moment, and they all screamed in horror at this moment.

Then, as if it were a headless fly, it scurried.

I don't see what a police officer should look like.

Don't say it's compared to Bundy and Hall in Jason's memory.

Even compared to the young Finch, it is far inferior.

Whether it is the honor of the profession or their own quality, there are too many differences.

But that's not about Jason.

As soon as he pulled the female pastry chef, he quickly hid in the hallway leading to the second floor, except for the entrance door, which was blocked by walls on both sides, and it was the best place to block the 'sniper''s view.

The female pastry chef was completely stupid at this time.

She never imagined that she would face this one day.

For Gixier, it's a matter of day to buy flour, eggs, milk, sugar and all sorts of fruit, and to stand in front of the oven and wonder how to improve the recipe for the pastry.

When did this change?

By the way, this change only happened after Evelyn's disappearance.

I wonder what happened to Evelyn?

Don't get involved in any troublesome incidents.

As an older sister, Gixier didn't think too much about it.

It's just that I'm worried about my sister.。

And in the store, screams rang out one after another.

The incompetent police officers fell to the ground one by one with missing arms and legs.

Then, only wailing remained.

"You can be killed, but you're only injured?"

Jason frowned.

Such an abnormality really made him care.

The female pastry chef who came back to her senses shrank behind Jason with her whole body shrunk.

"I—What are we going to do?"

The female pastry chef stammered.

"Wait."

Jason replied.

Fighting with a 'sniper' with bare hands is the least advisable option.

Not to mention, Jason doesn't know anything about the current situation.

Therefore, waiting is the best option.

The continuous gunfire inevitably attracted more attention from the police.

It's just that......

I hope I don't come back to the same guy as before.

Jason thought silently.

In just five minutes, two more vintage cars appeared, accompanied by a squad of police officers occupying the roofs of surrounding houses.

These officers are clearly different from the ones just now.

Not only is he neatly dressed, his face is solemn, but his skills are also excellent.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

In a barrage of reports, a man with glasses stepped out of the car.

It was a man of about thirty years of age, with a thin face, no beard, long black hair tied back at the back of his head, a ponytail, and a white scarf around his neck.

The most important thing is those eyes.

Even with glasses, it's hard to hide the sharpness of those eyes.

The man walked briskly into the 'Watch Dog Pastry Shop' and glanced at the wailing and rolling officers on the ground, and then, looking at the headless colleague, he walked straight into the hallway.

"Hello, I'm Edward."

"The deputy chief of the Xindecheng Police Department."

The man introduced himself.

Then, his gaze swept over the female pastry chef and Jason.

Like the previous sheriff, the other party's gaze was directly locked on Jason.

However, unlike the sheriff, Edward was very polite, but with a sense of distance, "If Thorndike said anything excessive, please understand, he is not able to represent the whole of New Tak City." ”

After speaking, the deputy director looked at the female pastry chef.

"Ma'am, can you tell me what's going on here?"

The other party asked.

"Okay, okay."

The female pastry chef agreed, but her eyes turned to Jason.

After Jason nodded, the female pastry chef described what had just happened.

From her sudden attack to Jason's appearance, to everything that happened after calling the police, the female pastry chef said fifteen and ten.

Jason didn't make any additions.

The female pastry chef has made it very clear.

Jason was more concerned about the officers who carried the bodies, the wounded, and the maintenance of the scene.

These officers are highly qualified in their own right.

And, during the whole process, not a word was spoken.

In these officers, Jason found some familiar sensations.

Is that......

Harbor Guards!

The smallest and strongest in number, guarding Gerald's harbor guards.

Although the strength of these people in front of him may not reach that level, the aura is very similar.

Other words......

These officers are from the military!

Or an army like an ace!

How could such a fighter become a police officer?

Jason doesn't have any contempt for police officers, but every such soldier is hard-won, not only time and money, but also his own talent.

Just like the Harbor Guards won't join the Patrol.

The meaning of their existence should be to perform tasks such as interspersing behind enemy lines and beheading.

Even if you want to go to the police station, you should be a special instructor or something, not an ordinary police officer.

But the scene in front of me has already appeared.

A group of elite fighters became ordinary police officers.

so

Who could be the man who commanded these officers, the man who called himself Edward?

The deputy commissioner of the police department?

Jason said he wasn't convinced.

At this time, Edward's inquiry of the female pastry chef was also completed.

Just looking at Jason.

Jason responded to the gaze very calmly.

At the same time, we have taken measures to deal with it.

At worst, it would be nothing more than him being brought back for censorship.

Jason wasn't worried about that at all.

The experience of the two copies of the world had already made him understand that his identity was 'real'.

However, unexpectedly-

"Decheng has become different."

"Some methods don't work here."

"You're doing it yourself."

After speaking, the deputy director of Edward turned around and said to his subordinates: "Close." ”

Jason frowned.

He keenly grasped the key point: the difference between Decheng and Chengcheng seems to be related to the military? That's why the military was sent?

Jason thought, looked at Deputy Director Edward, who was about to walk out of the store, and directly opened his mouth to stop him.

"Wait!"

Jason deliberately raised his voice.

Not only Edward, but also those subordinates on the other side heard it.

These people were stunned for a moment and subconsciously turned back.

"Indemnification!"

"Compensation for 'Watch Dogs Pastry House'."

Jason pointed around with a straight face under the gaze of everyone.

"These pastries on the floor, and broken doors."

"Blood-stained floor."

"Deserve compensation."

As Jason said this, the female pastry chef wanted Jason's clothes and signaled that Jason didn't need them.

However, without waiting for the female pastry chef to touch Jason, Jason just dodged it.

Then, looking at Edward with more and more calm eyes.

Edward frowned.

"I'll escalate."

"The compensation will come down in a week."

"If there is any expense, please leave your credentials."

With that, Edward turned and left.

But as soon as Edward turned around, Jason spoke again.

"Wait."