The Demon’s Menu

Something different?

Jason and the female pastry chef straightened up involuntarily.

"This missing person once joined a philosophical society."

"But a week before her disappearance, she quit the society."

"More interesting ..."

"This society followed her disappearance and then disbanded."

Edward said, picking up the glass and sipping tea slightly. Although he loves red wine, he quit drinking during work.

Quit the ‘philosophy’ club.

Then disappeared.

The club was dissolved.

The female pastry chef couldn't help supporting the left elbow with the back of her right hand again. The thumb of her left hand was resting on her chin. The second joint of her index finger rested on the tip of her nose.

The next moment, she asked.

"Who is the founder of this society?"

Edward gave a surprised look at the female pastry chef.

The leader of the special operations group did not expect that the female pastry chef could lock one of the key points so quickly.

"The founder of this club is Bella, a third-year student of the" St. Mungo "college."

"But, before I asked, the student had already transferred."

"The contact address left has also been empty, including her parents."

Edward answered.

"You didn't find her?"

The female pastry chef frowned.

"No."

Edward sighed.

"Are you missing together again?"

The female pastry chef whispered.

"Yes."

"Another disappearance case."

"However, this was not registered because no one reported it."

"Or……"

"Everyone who can report the case is missing."

Edward nodded.

Next, the special operations team leader concluded: "This is the difference between this case and the subsequent case. It left a lot of clues. Although the clues were finally broken, they were still left, unlike the later ones. Clean and neat, no trace can be found. "

"The first case."

"The first crime."

"So, unfamiliar, after ..."

"Mature quickly, no more flaws."

The female pastry chef pondered.

Then, the female pastry chef showed her face, as did Edward.

The two seemed to be in a dead end.

Jason looked at them and tapped the table lightly.

Boom.

Suddenly, their eyes were attracted.

"Don't forget, the two people who were looking for pastries in Jiexin Park in the morning, then the attackers who broke into the pastry house, and ... the killer."

Jason reminded the two.

Edward froze.

Yes.

How can I forget such an obvious clue?

Could it be that I have stayed up too late recently and my memory has deteriorated?

The leader of the special operations team shook his head.

The female pastry chef quickly thought of something.

"Maybe……"

"Not without clues."

"It was erased."

"It's like before, if not Jason, I'm dead."

As the female pastry chef said, she looked at Jason and smiled.

Very sweet smile, especially under the white coat, looks furry.

Edward looked solemn.

"I will track down immediately."

The leader said, but did not act immediately.

Jason knew what the other party was waiting for.

"If I meet those people, or if those people contact me, I will tell you."

Jason said this.

"Happy cooperation."

Edward reached out his right hand.

Jason and the opponent shook hands, and at the moment Jason withdrew his palm, a fully armed figure suddenly rushed into the restaurant. After a standard tactic rolled over, he shouted loudly-

"Sir, I'm here to save you!"

The muzzle held high.

A look of death on the face.

The lobby of Miss and Mr restaurants quickly fell into silence.

Especially Edward, his countenance changed.

"What are you doing, Bensey?"

Edward rushed over and whispered and asked.

"Sir, you have been kidnapped, I will save you!"

Bensey answered seriously.

"Who said I was kidnapped? I ..."

"Sir, have you been bombed and threatened?"

"It's okay, I will open the bomb!"

"If it is not convenient to say, you wink at me."

"Not glaring, but blinking."

Without waiting for Edward to explain, Bensey said very quickly.

Edward stared at his subordinates.

He subconsciously wanted to cover his face, but in order not to let his subordinate have any misunderstandings, and to leave here quickly, not to be embarrassed, Edward can only keep the same, whispering to his subordinate: "Bring money ?"

"Sure enough, sir, you have been kidnapped!"

"Relax, I ..."

"Have you brought money?"

Edward interrupted Bensey's words.

"True fighters will not be threatened, we have to face the difficulties!"

"We will not pay any ransom, it will only encourage their arrogance, we will use bullets to tell them what is the real power!"

Bensey answered seriously.

Dr. Hannibal put down his knife and fork and looked at the two clown-like guys. He always felt that his good mood for the day was ruined, especially when Jason got up and left.

After Jason gestured at Edward, he took the female pastry chef away.

He believed that Edward could solve such a trivial matter.

The female pastry chef also believed.

after all……

The two also wash dishes faster.

"Huh, where are we going?"

Confused and walked behind Jason for a few minutes before the female pastry chef realized that this was not the way home.

"St. Mango College."

Jason answered.

After hearing Jason's answer, the confused female pastry chef was instantly sober.

"Although the traces were erased, the behavior when erasing the traces left new traces."

"And such traces will disappear as time goes by, and the rest will become clearer because ..."

"The person who wipes out the traces thinks it's safe and will be careless!"

She muttered in a low voice.

Then, he looked up at Jason again and smiled.

Sweet smile, with a sense of han.

I just want to go to St. Mungo College and take a look at [Death Perception].

Jason thought silently.

Then, nodded.

"Yes."

"Just as you think."

Jason answered frankly.

"no no."

"I discovered these after your guidance from Jason."

"I'm usually stupid and can't pay attention to these at all."

The female pastry chef lowered her head shyly, her face slightly flushed.

Do not.

It's just that your cleverness is a bit different from others ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Inexplicable, Jason thought of it.

It is also a smart girl with a different point.

Fortunately, I am a normal person.

Jason rejoiced.

Then, he lifted his hand and caught a public carriage.

Although Xindecheng already has cars, these old cars in Jason's view are still the cutting-edge products of this era, and the cost is extremely expensive, so it is difficult to popularize.

Most people travel by horse-drawn carriage.

Jason and the female pastry chef boarded the carriage.

Just as the driver was about to shake the reins-

"and many more."