Listen to a perverted murderer tell a distorted truth, or go back to dinner?

Jason didn't hesitate to choose the latter.

Not only because the female pastry chef's breakfast was delicious enough, but also because he knew exactly what the perverted murderer wanted to say, or rather, what he wanted to do.

It's nothing more than dragging him into the quagmire and getting a glimmer of life.

As for how?

As long as you put aside the bottom line of being a human being, there are too many ways.

And does the other party still have someone's bottom line?

Think of those who died.

The answer is already obvious.

Hey

The taste of milk cereal!

Jason, who was already sitting at the table, quickly collected his thoughts when he smelled the food, and he sat precariously waiting for the female pastry chef to bring the food.

At the same time, he informed himself.

Restrained!

Be restrained!

Jason has discovered his greatest weakness: being impulsive when confronted with food.

This is not advisable!

He came into contact with enemies who did not know him.

In the event of an encounter with an enemy who knows him, it is likely that countermeasures will be taken.

When the time comes, he will be in a place from which he will never recover.

So, he had to learn restraint.

It was a bit difficult to start with 'food' at the beginning, and he planned to start with ordinary food.

Moreover, it is not that you do not eat it.

It is to look at the food and endure it for three minutes before eating.

He thinks it's very simple and he can do it.

Self-discipline sets me free!

Self-discipline is my freedom!

Self-discipline......

It smells so good!

Jason picked up the basin in front of him and drank it down.

The cereal is moderately soft and hard, and it is very tasty.

The aroma of the milk is strong.

This is how breakfast should be, I really don't know how Gilic makes breakfast?

It's obviously a very good ingredient, and it can be made into food that dogs dislike.

Or stray dogs.

Jason saw the scene that the 'privates' disliked before, but the bottom line he abided by made him have to eat it all.

Jason, who had a warm stomach in his stomach, leaned back comfortably, and his face suddenly stiffened.

What about my self-discipline?

What about my restraint?

What about the three minutes you say?

Jason sat up straight in silence and began to think more seriously.

Sure enough, three minutes was a bit difficult for me.

I should have started with two minutes.

Well.

Two minutes is a great choice!

Start simple, step by step

Thinking of this, Jason immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the female pastry chef, and said:

"Can you get me another one?"

"Of course."

The female pastry chef replied with a smile.

The same food, even if you have just eaten a pot, and then eat another pot at this time, for Jason, there is no problem.

When the female pastry chef brought milk cereal, Jason took the basin and drank it again.

You say two minutes of restraint?

Inexistent!

In the face of the enemy, you must kill them all!

How is it possible to let the enemy know his weakness?

As long as I kill all the enemies, what if I expose my weaknesses?

Thinking of this, Jason's thoughts instantly cleared, and his appetite became better.

"One more."

Jason picked up a slice of bread and cleaned up all the food residue in the basin before speaking.

"Okay."

The female pastry chef went to prepare new food with a smile on her face.

For the female pastry chef, Jason's strength makes her look sideways, and she admires that kind of keen insight, but what she cares about most is this meticulous attitude towards food.

Of course, more importantly, the food is made by herself.

After another two pots in a row, Jason stopped for a moment.

It's not that I'm full.

It's that the female pastry chef is too tired.

Sweat was already wet with the sweat on his forehead.

"Thank you."

"I'll pay according to the restaurant's marking."

Jason said.

The female pastry chef subconsciously wanted to say no, but the voice in her heart told her not to speak, and gave an offer.

"Seven pieces."

The female pastry chef said.

"Okay."

Jason nodded.

He had just eaten breakfast for about 20 people, and the ingredients were carefully selected, so the price was not expensive.

The only thing to think about is that it's as if his salary isn't enough for him to eat like this.

Thankfully, in addition to the police station, St. Mungo's College can also take care of three meals.

"Reasonable spending is required."

"Gixier is here as a reward, just eat it every other day."

"By the way, there'......"

"Hannibal!"

Jason thought of the psychiatrist for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt that he, a veteran suffering from post-traumatic stress syndrome, needed to see a doctor.

But at the thought of 'Ghost Squad', Jason frowned.

If you refuse the other party's solicitation, you will definitely retaliate violently according to the other party's style of acting.

Therefore, not only could he not meet Hannibal for a short time.

Even in normal times, you need to be more careful.

This made Jason's originally good mood terrible all at once.

Because, the female pastry chef must be within the scope of the other party's revenge.

Moreover, the other party is ruthless and will kill innocents!

If the female pastry chef is hurt because of him, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life!

And such guilt is destined to make it difficult for him to sleep.

The thought of eating no longer sounded like it was delicious, and Jason couldn't sit still anymore.

Such an enemy is truly terrifying!

Absolutely not to stay!

It has to be uprooted!

He looked at the female pastry chef who was tidying up the counter after cleaning the dishes.

"Gizchel."

Jason spoke up.

"What's wrong?"

The female pastry chef looked up at Jason.

"I need to talk to you about something."

Jason's expression became serious as he spoke, he looked into the eyes of the female pastry chef, and said, "It's about the 'Ghost Squad', I ...... before So, in the near future, can you temporarily close your shop and enter the safe house that Edward has prepared? ”

"Of course, I'll compensate for the loss."

When Jason finished speaking in detail, the female pastry chef was stunned for a moment.

Then, laughing.

"Jason, don't you think it's an opportunity?"

The female pastry chef asked rhetorically.

"You want to be a decoy?"

Jason reacted instantly.

"No!"

The pastry chef shook her head, and she replied in the same earnest tone.

"The direct bait, it's too obvious."

"Judging by the 'ghost squad' you described, they won't be fooled."

"So, we need to go according to your initial idea, but there have to be some small changes – I'm going to be there for you, and then there are some very natural oversights that make the other person think it's an opportunity, and that's what attracts them."

Jason frowned as he pondered the words of the female pastry chef.

Makes perfect sense.

He had no reason to disagree.

Therefore, Jason nodded.

"Then I'll clean up first."

The female pastry chef turned around as she spoke.

When he was sure that Jason couldn't see it, a snickering smile appeared on his face.

Oh yes!