The note is only one finger wide.

The front reads: No connection.

The back reads: Trust for the time being.

After reading it, the female student council president directly rubbed the note and put it in her pocket.

It's almost unrecognizable, but it's best to burn it instead of throwing it in the trash.

"It has nothing to do with the Ghost Squad."

"Can you trust it for the time being?"

The female student council president subconsciously looked at Jason.

When he saw Jason get up again to refill the meal, the corner of the schoolgirl president's mouth twitched.

How much have you eaten?

Servings of thirty?

Or is it more?

Is this a rice bucket?

No!

The bucket can't fit it, this is the rice warehouse!

The warehouse of the warehouse!

Although she knew that at this time, she should think about how to contact Jason next, but watching Jason eat food one by one, it really made the air flow in her chest and abdomen have to gush out.

Calm down!

Teddy you need to be calm!

You're ready to sell your car and subsidize the college.

Don't think about anything else.

"Joel, when Mr. Jason finishes eating, please tell Mr. Jason to come to the student council's office, I have something I want to discuss with him in detail."

The chairwoman informed the clerk.

She knew very well that watching Jason eat in the cafeteria was not calm at all.

"Yes, President!"

Joel replied as he jerked the rice into his mouth.

Looking at the clerk who had already eaten two servings, the female student council president wanted to remind, but finally shook her head.

She didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of her assistant.

Deal...... Buy some stomach medicine?

While thinking about it, the female student councillor returned to her office.

As the Dean of Students of St. Mungo's College, he has his own office.

On the sixth floor of the main academic building, No. 36.

Next door is the Dean's Room.

The rest is a number of meeting rooms with different functions.

However, the Dean of St. Mungo's College is rarely present in the college, and the meeting rooms are rarely used, so most of the time, this floor is managed by the Student Council.

When sitting in her chair, the female student council president was finally able to think normally.

"The 'Silver Federation' has almost completely cleaned up the 'mysterious side' of the people!"

"And as a civilian, Jason can't have access to the official 'Mystery Side' agency, so he should have come into contact with the 'Mystery Side' on the battlefield."

"Is it all weird?"

"If that's the case......"

"That's a problem."

The female student council president couldn't help but sigh.

Exposure to those horrific weirdness leads to some knowledge, which the 'Silver Federation' has confirmed.

However, such contact is not gratuitous.

Rather, it will come at a great cost.

Mostly death.

A small part is crazy.

Jason......

The female student council president subconsciously thought of the words "suffering from post-traumatic stress syndrome" written on the other party's profile.

"Is it temporary, relying on a strong will?"

"But it's still a source of instability."

"We can't work together deeply."

After a few knocks on the table, the female student council president made a preliminary conclusion.

And at this moment, her office door was suddenly pushed open.

Instead of getting angry, the chairwoman looked at the visitor.

She knew that the servants of her family would not do this for no reason.

"Miss."

"Emergency."

"Somebody put a lot of bounty on the black market."

Someone came to report.

"How much?"

The female student council president asked.

"500,000!"

"What?!"

Even if the female student council president was prepared, she was very surprised at this time.

"Have you found out the source?"

The female student council president asked.

"It's a bounty from an agent we have investigated, and there is no record of it, and besides, he is offering a bounty: the person who found the bounty on Lady Gizchel!"

The servant replied.

The student council president frowned at this time.

"Gixier's bounty is 50,000 yuan."

"And then another 500,000 bounty was offered to find the man who bounty Gicheer."

"Have you investigated Gizchel?"

The student council president asked, turning her head.

"Investigated, it's clean, but sometimes I doze off for no reason......"

"Don't worry about that, Gizer suffered an accident, and that's the aftermath."

"It looks like Gixier is just an ordinary woman, so ......"

"Still Jason?"

The student council president interrupted the servant's report with a wave of her hand, and then, lost in thought.

The servant did not interrupt such a contemplation.

It wasn't until the female student council president looked up again that she asked, "Miss, what should we do?" ”

"Wait and see."

"Xindecheng is no longer the Decheng it used to be."

"We need to be very careful."

"And ......"

"Help me investigate Dudas - be careful, she's probably someone on the 'mystery side'."

The female student council president commanded.

"Yes, Miss."

The servant bowed and quickly left.

After the servant left, only the female student councillor was left in the entire office.

She thought again.

"Jason wasn't just exposed to those 'weird' things."

"Moreover, he should also have access to the normal 'mystery side'."

"Only in this way can we explain why there is an extra 500,000 bounty, and it is impossible for ordinary organization forces to get it, especially in Xinde City, such a large amount of money flow, it is impossible to hide it from me."

"Only in this way can we explain why Jason is still alive and well."

"A strong will of its own and the teachings of an organization on the 'mystical side'."

"Which organization is that?"

"Can we cooperate?"

The female student council president thought silently.

This thought continued until Jason knocked on the door-

Knock, knock.

"Please come in."

The student council president said and stood up from her chair.

Jason pushed the door open.

"I'm not going in."

The female pastry chef whispered very self-knowingly.

Jason nodded.

The female student council president smiled apologetically.

Then, the door slowly closed.

The female pastry chef's face immediately appeared with a fierce color.

Damned heir to 'Prus'!

You wait for me!

I want you to look good!

The next moment, the female pastry chef looked around in a trance.

Am I confused again?

She thought silently.

In the room, the schoolgirl president spoke very simply after Jason sat down.

"Mr. Jason, I know who you are."

The chairwoman of the student council said.

The tone is very affirmative.

There was a look of ease in his expression.

Who is my identity?

What identity do I have, that I don't know?

Jason was stunned, and then, he didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the female student council president.

"You've been weird!"

"It should be the ones that are not documented."

"At the same time, you were lucky enough to run into a 'mysterious side' organization that abides by the bottom line, so you can survive."

"Please rest assured, I don't have any questions about what has happened to you, let alone ask about the 'mysterious side' organization you belong to."

"I just want to have more in-depth communication and cooperation with you."

The female student council president said slowly.

However, after a pause, the other party spoke again.

"Of course, if you're willing to tell me more, I'll be happy to do the same—and I'll tell you something you don't know, in exchange."

"Fair enough."

Jason nodded, then said:

"I'm from ......"

"The Night Watch."