Jason's fist slammed into Griffin's stomach.

Suddenly, before the man who claimed to be a lobbyist finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, and the whole person was like a shrimp, bending over, but before he could bend down completely, Jason grabbed him by the collar and carried him in front of him.

Griffin, who was in severe pain, looked at Jason who couldn't help twitching his nose in front of him, and there was excitement and anticipation on his face, and he was very puzzled.

He didn't understand why Jason looked like that.

Could it be a complication of post-traumatic stress syndrome?

Thinking in his heart, Griffin's mouth did not stop.

"Wait!"

"I'm just a lobbyist!"

"I have no ill will!"

Griffin explained.

Jason didn't pay any attention to it.

"Tell me about my food...... Who commissioned you to come? ”

He asked directly.

"No!"

"I can't say!"

"This is about my dignity as a lobbyist, even if it is death, I will not say it!"

Griffin shouted loudly.

Jason frowned, and the sharpness that could no longer be controlled because of hunger was mixed with the predator's breath, and it exploded directly.

Suddenly, Griffin's whole body trembled.

The self-proclaimed lobbyist felt as if he was being targeted by ferocious beasts such as tigers and lions.

Especially when he saw Jason's gradually cold eyes, he couldn't help but tremble in the bottom of his heart.

Immediately, Griffin made a life decision.

"If I don't die, I'll be honest with everything."

"Mr. Jason, do you need to lead the way?"

"I am known as the living map of Xinde City, and I am happy to serve you."

Griffin said with a smile on his face.

Back?

Can the words of a lobbyist be called repentance?

This is the lobbyist's survival strategy.

"No hurry, wait."

Jason replied.

The 'food' appeared, but Jason didn't forget the pastry.

Especially when the moment the pastry was baked, the aroma filled the whole pastry house, Jason smelled it.

Don't give up food for 'food'.

Jason made his decision in an instant.

Of course, the food was his own.

So—

Bang!

With a knife blow, Griffin fell.

Jason carried the other back to the 'Watch Dogs Pastry House'.

The female pastry chef was picking out walnut buns one by one, looking at Jason, who was carrying a strange man into the room, and almost subconsciously asked:

"Call the police?"

Female pastry chefs have become accustomed to nature.

There was no panic at this time.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded without objection.

That in itself was another thing Jason did when he returned to the pastry house.

He wanted to know Edward's attitude towards 'food'.

Or rather......

New Del City's attitude towards 'food'.

It's a secret.

Still knowing, but silent.

Whether he wants to gain more recognition in the city or find more 'food', he needs to know these things.

After seeing Jason's nod, the female pastry chef immediately picked up the phone in the store.

After a fix from the communications company, the phone has been reconnected.

"Hey ......"

"Why is it you who have a double tweet +1?"

Ada, who was already ready to leave work, recognized the female pastry chef's voice the moment she answered the phone.

Because it's so familiar.

Five times!

Five times a day!

And every murder!

Thinking of this, the operator's heart tightened.

"Isn't going to happen again?"

"Huh? Someone was knocked unconscious. ”

"That's fine, that's fine."

"I'll tell Director Edward for you."

After listening to the female pastry chef's story, the operator lady breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that there are no dead people.

If you die again, I will really treat you as a god of death!

After hanging up the phone, she stood up and prepared to go to the office of the 'Special Operations Group'.

In the office, Edward wasn't there.

Only Bansey and others.

"Bansey, where's Director Edward?"

The operator asked.

"Interrogating the prisoner, what's wrong?"

Bansey replied.

"The lady called again."

Miss Operator said.

"The lady?"

"Gizchel?"

"I'll go to the captain right away."

'Inform me of Jason and Gise's affairs at once,' and at the thought of Edward's repeated instructions, Bansey got up and walked to the interrogation room.

After a few moments, he walked back with Edward.

The operator immediately relayed it in the hallway.

It was completely dark.

However, the corridors of the police station are full of people.

There are police officers who handle cases and are on duty, and there are also some civilian personnel who can leave work.

When one of the civilian personnel passed by the interrogation room, he saw the interrogation room with the door open, and he subconsciously looked at it.

And then—

"Ahh

"Dead!"

The clerical lady was already slumped on the ground with fright.

Edward and Bancy, who were on the side of the hallway, heard the screams and turned around and ran towards here.

The operator hesitated for a moment, then ran over.

Then, she saw the 'ink' lying on the table with a blue face and blood in the mouth, and the suspect who had just been brought back before, the coffee cup fell on the table, and the coffee was scattered all over the table.

Dead again?

Is it really the Grim Reaper?

Illusion!

It must be an illusion!

The operator shook her head, denying her thoughts.

Edward's face was extremely embarrassed.

It's not just the horse farm caretaker who died.

One of his subordinates who interrogated the steadon farm guard also died.

And......

If it hadn't been for the operator lady calling him out, he would have died at this time!

Edward guessed how the other party had killed his subordinates and the steadow guards.

Because, it's too conspicuous.

Coffee!

Someone poisoned coffee!

And the subsequent inspection proved this -

"Captain, it's true that coffee is poisonous."

Bansey quickly confirmed, so that Edward's already sharp eyes had already turned into knives at this time.

The previous steadon did know something.

So, when the wagon guard asked for coffee, Edward agreed.

The coffee comes from inside the police station.

Even, it was brought by his subordinates themselves.

Naturally, the poisoner also came from within the police department.

And when the other party does this, it is nothing more than a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry.

In the same way, it also proves that the other party is more powerful than he imagined.

"Check, who gave the 'ink' coffee."

"The gangsters, intruders, and killers I brought back before have all shown me a good idea."

"And ......"

"The guy I asked you to keep an eye on before, check who they were just now, and all the people who were there have been arrested for me!"

Edward commanded calmly.

But even the operator could hear the anger in it.

Moreover, she also guessed who Edward was eyeing was the person.

Those hei police who collect money and make transactions in private.

It's no secret in New Tak City.

That dead Thorndike was one of them.

Miss Operator, though, didn't want to get involved.

She's just here to earn a living salary.

So, after saying hello to Edward and Bancy, she left the police station.

Walk out of the police building and go straight to the bus stop.

At this time, a car stopped beside her, and the window rolled down.

"Good evening, ma'am."