The Demon’s Menu

Who will be the biggest winner after killing Dodd?

John, Bryan, and McCall froze for a moment, and their eyes lit up.

"Jason, do you mean?"

McCall asked tentatively.

"There is no conclusion yet, just one direction, and it is difficult to guarantee that the final result will be the same as we thought!

"In fact ..."

"There is a way to do it once and for all!"

Jason said, looking around the three men.

"any solution?"

Bryan asked.

Among the four men, except Jason, he now most hopes that the whole incident will be over.

Otherwise, his daughter Kemi will always be in danger.

The thought of her daughter might be dangerous, Brian's heart was full of anxiety.

"We can't solve the problem, but we can solve the person who asked it."

"As long as everyone involved in this matter is killed, all problems will be solved."

Jason said this.

John nodded subconsciously when Jason's voice fell.

He agrees with this approach.

Clean and neat, it is his style.

Brian frowned slightly, but then nodded.

Although this is not his style, for his daughter, he is willing to try to change his style.

McCall waved his hands again and again.

"Hey, guys, don't do this."

"We can't do this!"

"We have other ways to confirm Jason's ideas-how do I act now? I promise to make all investigations clear within three days."

McCall looked at Jason, John and Bryan.

His inner perseverance made him unable to accept this practice, even if it was the most direct and the most trouble-free.

Moreover, he couldn't directly refuse.

Because he was worried about angering the three men in front of him, and the consequences could not be borne by him.

As for turning around and leaving?

Less likely!

Who knows what these three guys will do when he leaves?

Therefore, he took the request and gave a promise.

Under McCall's watch, John hesitated and looked directly at Jason.

The solution was proposed by Jason, and he also approved it.

According to the rules, only Jason can mention the rejection now.

Brian is the same.

Some rules of the underground world are always so similar, even if they are in different camps.

"give it to you!"

Jason said.

Jason doesn't mind that someone takes the initiative to investigate.

He is not a masked murderer, how could he solve everyone?

The words just now are just a temptation.

Just like he promised McCall at the moment.

trust?

It can't be established in a moment.

That requires countless trials.

McCall, who had no idea of ​​Jason's true thoughts, was relieved immediately after Jason agreed.

"I will act immediately."

"Help me take care of Terry."

After talking, McCall walked to the bedroom and study door, and he knocked on the door.

Kemi and Terry eavesdropped behind the door startled.

However, immediately, the two girls opened the door as if they were okay.

"Tai Li, I need to do something. You live here temporarily."

"If anything, you can go to Jason."

"He can be trusted."

McCall said very simply.

John investigated Jason, and he naturally did.

Of Jason ’s many labels, it ’s reassuring to keep the promise.

"okay, I get it."

"You, you have to be careful."

There was hesitation and reluctance in Tally's eyes, but in the end nodded firmly.

She didn't want to cause McCall trouble.

Kami on the side immediately took Terry's hand.

"Relax, I will be with you."

Kemi comforted Tyrie, who was younger than her.

Seeing this scene, McCall was completely relieved. He nodded at the three of Jason again, then pushed straight out the door, and the footsteps quickly went away.

"Next, what shall we do?"

Brian once again gestured to Kemi and Terry to return to the room, and then asked Jason and John.

Kemi didn't want to close the door, she wanted to hear what her father and Jason were talking about.

Unfortunately, the soundproofing of the rooms here is really good.

Just across a door, I heard nothing.

What does an apartment want to have such good sound insulation?

Kemi thought angrily.

Then she found Jason and John watching her.

Both eyes are the kind of indifferent, calm, especially Jason, there is something in her eyes that makes her feel inexplicably stressed.

"Kemi?"

Brian raised his voice at this time.

"understood."

Kemi reluctantly agreed, closing the door.

But as soon as the door was closed, Kemi put his head out and threw his tongue at Jason.

Then the door slammed shut.

Looking at the closed door, Kemi groaned with her arms in front of her chest, and Tally walked over with two cups and handed one of them to Kemi.

Kemi immediately gestured a thumbs up.

The two girls stuck their cups on the door and eavesdropped on the conversation outside.

"Sorry, I was too busy working before. Kemi has been living with my ex-wife."

Brian apologized to Jason and John.

"Are you divorced?"

John asked suddenly.

"At that time, I didn't understand the importance of family."

"I regret it now."

"So, I have been making up."

Brian sighed softly.

"At least, you still have a chance to make up."

John finished speaking and remained silent again.

Brian was equally silent.

Jason didn't immediately break this silence. The two strong men, with softness in their hearts that ordinary people can't imagine, give some time when they feel tender, which is due respect.

About a few seconds later, Brian took the lead to recover.

"What do we do?"

Brian asked again.

"Weapons, ammunition."

"No matter what McCall's investigation is, these are what we need."

"There is also an investigation about McCall!"

Jason said, looking at Brian.

"Brian, I hope you can investigate the whole thing from other aspects."

"From an angle that McCall couldn't think of."

Jason urged.

"understand."

Brian nodded.

"Leave me the weapon."

"I have channels."

John gave the promise directly.

"Compared to those, I think you should give me one more room."

Jason pointed to the room not far away.

As the landlord, John understood immediately.

"no problem."

John said, and stood up and walked towards the phone.

Brian, who had finished talking with her daughter, left 313 at this time.

Soon, the room was arranged.

It is also on the third floor, and is next door on the other side: 312.

After Jason watched Kemi and Terry enter the room, instead of returning to the room, he signaled to John and walked downstairs.

He didn't forget the crucial point in the whole thing.

...

Outside the interrogation, David watched his assistant Hunter's interrogation of Elmod's old housekeeper and couldn't help sighing.

His assistant is a very good young man, there is no doubt about it.

It can be called excellent among peers.

But still too young.

Some things will inevitably be impulsive.

Looking at the assistant who patted the table again, David knocked on the door.

The middle-aged sergeant knew that he could not allow his assistant to go to trial, and then continue, I am afraid there will be problems.

He didn't want any stain on his assistant's resume.

Boom, boom!

After knocking on the door, the middle-aged sheriff pushed the door in.

"Hunt."

David looked at the young assistant who had stood up angrily and couldn't help but shouted loudly.

"Sergeant, I ..."

"Go wash your face."

"Leave it to me here."

David patted the assistant's shoulder.

The young assistant nodded and walked out.

At this time, reason had returned to him again, and he knew what kind of mistakes he would have made if it had not just appeared in time for David.

Beat the prisoner!

This is no small matter.

Especially when facing that guy.

The young Hunter had a toothache when he thought of the guy he had just questioned.

He has never encountered such a difficult opponent.

silence!

Since entering the interrogation room, has been silent!

For two hours, the other party didn't say a word, let alone ask for anything!

It seems dumb!

When he thought of this, the fire in his heart made Hunter frown.

Wow, wow!

With both hands catching the cold water in the faucet, Hunt pounced on the face one by one.

The stimulation of cold water made him calm again.

Then, instead of wiping his face with a towel and wiping his sleeves directly, Hunter quickly returned to the room next to the interrogation room. He wanted to see how David tried to interrogate the tough prisoner.

Interrogation room.

David looked at the middle-aged and elderly man in a tuxedo and white gloves with a smile on his face.

Even if the other person is sitting in the interrogation room, he still maintains a fair manner.

Moreover, after two hours, the opponent's back was straight, and there was no backrest or tilted body.

Don't say this manner is a middle-aged and elderly man with gray hair, even the average young man can't do it.

"You are really a competent housekeeper."

"I am able to do this step at your age, which really admires me."

The middle-aged sheriff began to praise.

Hostility only brings vigilance.

But praise will always have unexpected gains.

The middle-aged sheriff firmly believed in this.

"According to the information, are you a member of the" Housekeeper Union "?"

"Can you tell me about this organization?"

"You know, my wealth makes me ineligible to face this organization, so I am curious."

The middle-aged sheriff asked with a smile, and got up and walked to the side of the drinking fountain, gave the old housekeeper of Aymod a glass of warm water and placed it in front of each other.

"Thank you."

The old housekeeper of Aymod thanked immediately when the glass was put in front of him.

The body bowed slightly, and the right hand was placed on the chest.

There is no stereotyped influence, but a personable manner.

Then, took a drink from the glass.

When the cup was put down, it was still in its original position, not bad at all, as if measured by a ruler.

"You're welcome."

The middle-aged sheriff responded with a smile.

Silence is only relative.

As long as the corresponding gap is found, it will naturally be able to break the seemingly strong barriers.

In fact, the so-called barriers are not much stronger than a film.

It's all broken with a poke.

When the membrane is punctured, everything will become smooth.

However, this requires skill.

David understands this truth, so, after responding, he did not immediately press the old housekeeper, but began to read the information in front of him.

Fendilt, male, 56 years old, was born in Cherry City in 43.

The records of the subsequent elementary school, junior high school, high school, and even the "Butler Academy" are extremely clear.

Fendilt, 56, has served two masters.

The first one is a man named ‘Edward’. Unfortunately, this gentleman ’s business failed and he was unable to pay Fendilt ’s remuneration. After nearly 30 years of cooperation, the two parties peacefully terminated the contract.

The second one is Emaud.

This **** was hired by Fendilte two years ago.

Also in these two years, the business of Emerald became very prosperous.

Many people are speculating about the help of the old housekeeper.

The information in David's hands confirms this.

With a 30-year career as a butler serving ‘Edward’, Fendilt not only has accumulated a large number of contacts, but also has a considerable sense of commerce, and has given Aimold ’s investment advice several times.

As a result, Emaud increasingly trusted the old housekeeper.

Therefore, David is sure that the old housekeeper must know something about ‘Amord ’s secret’ that they do not know.

The more this is, the more relaxed and kind-hearted David is.

The middle-aged sergeant did not look up and continued to read the information in his hand. The praise in his mouth did not stop.

"You are amazing!"

"It took only 8 years to graduate from the 'Housekeeper Academy' at the age of 24. As far as I know, if I want to graduate from there, I have to study for at least 10 years."

"Your first employer is extremely satisfied with you."

"Diligent and responsible, the same excellent evaluation almost every year."

"Your second employer ... Well, it is full of praise for you, thinking that you can be trusted and can be the inheritor steward of the overall situation."

The praise of the middle-aged sheriff did not get a response from the old housekeeper.

The middle-aged sergeant did not seem to care whether there was a response, so he said so.

Time passes by one minute and one second.

David seems to have met old friends who can reminisce.

The words didn't stop. Besides pouring water for himself and the old housekeeper, he also made two bags of instant noodles.

"Sorry, there is nothing to entertain you."

The middle-aged sergeant was holding instant noodles, with a sincere apology on his face.

"It's good enough."

"Thank you."

This time, the old housekeeper responded again.

Moreover, there is one more sentence than before.

The middle-aged sheriff smiled.

Everything is under his control.

In the next room, Hunter, who looked at it through the single-sided glass, was relieved.

He could tell that the old steward's attitude was softening.

If you come back a few times, you will be able to get what they want.

But at this time-

Boom, boom.

The door of the interrogation room was knocked.

Not like the middle-aged sergeant, and then pushed the door in, the knocker waited quietly.

"Please come in."

The middle-aged sheriff frowned, but immediately changed her smile again.

The door was pushed open.

A man dressed exactly like Fendil came in.

Compared to Fendilt, the people in front of him are older.

But still the back was straight, and the steps were consistent. The white hair was meticulously brushed behind his head. A white handkerchief was folded neatly in the chest pocket, showing a corner.

However, the most important thing for the middle-aged sergeant is the paper order in the opponent's hands.

Release order.

The release of Fendilt, signed by the director.

"Sheriff David, good evening."

The old man first bowed down to salute, and then handed the order in front of the middle-aged sergeant.

The middle-aged sheriff, who had already glanced at the release order, accepted the paper order unchanged, and then, with a smiling side, signaled that the two could leave at any time.

"Thank you."

The old housekeeper stood up from his chair and thanked again when he passed by the middle-aged sergeant.

David immediately responded with a smile, and then watched the two leave.

When the figures disappeared at the end of the corridor, Hunter in the observation room could no longer bear it.

"Sergeant, just let them go?"

The young man asked.

"With the order of the director, we can't keep anyone!"

"and……"

"Things seem to be more interesting."

The smile on David's face grew brighter.

"interesting?"

The young man was shocked.

"That person, the person who came with the order of the director was Dude's housekeeper."

David said softly.

"Dord?"

"That Dude?"

The young man looked at David incredulously.

David did not answer, but nodded.

In the eyes of the middle-aged sergeant, coldness appeared.

...

Outside the police station, in an ordinary car, Fendilt sat in the co-pilot position.

The housekeeper of the Cherry City Council Speaker was sitting in the driver's seat to start the car.

The car slowly left the police station and started to accelerate after crossing a block.

The car stopped only in the remote suburbs of Cherry City.

"What the **** did you do?"

As soon as the car stopped, Pon asked.

The speaker's housekeeper was extremely angry, not only glaring at Fendilt with his eyes widened, but also twitching the muscles on his face. After asking a word, he roared again: "Do you know what you did? "

"I did not dissuade Mr. Emmod."

"I knew he would be in danger to go back, but I did not dissuade him."

The old butler lowered his head in shame.

"why?"

"Why not remind him?"

"Why not fulfill the duties of a housekeeper?"

The questioning continued.

"me……"

The old housekeeper's mouth opened, his words stuttering.

Then he took a deep breath and said directly:

"I don't want a tragedy to happen!"

"I don't want those innocent girls to suffer again!"

"I don't want those happy families to be destroyed again!"

The sound was loud and powerful.

The old man Pang looked at the old housekeeper's red face, and looked at the tough but hesitant eyes, he was silent for a moment, then, he continued to ask.

"Do you know the consequences of this?"

"know."

"Removed from the housekeeper league."

"Disqualified as a housekeeper."

The old housekeeper nodded, his face bitter.

"You will also be blacklisted, and any family or forces with members of the housekeeper alliance will not welcome you ... you have lost your last decent."

Pang said one by one.

The old housekeeper was silent, a trace of regret appeared in his eyes.

"People have to bear the consequences for what they do."

"I am like this."

"You too."

After finishing, Poul pointed to the outside.

The old housekeeper pushed the door open, and when he was about to close the door, an envelope was handed to him.

"Sir Pon?"

The old housekeeper looked at Poul.

"Your severance payment is not a" Butler Union ", I applied for it in private."

Speaking of this Ponton, it took about a second, and then continued: "If you can, you leave Cherry City immediately, and don't come back in this life!"

Hum!

The motor roared, and Poul stepped on the accelerator.

The car drove away quickly.

After driving out for about four or five hundred meters, the seemingly ordinary central control panel suddenly turned over, revealing an LCD screen. An image of an old man in his sixties with gray hair and pajamas appeared.

"Fendilt, great, isn't it?"

The old man said so.

"Well, sir, he is a good person."

"But it is not suitable for living in the present society."

"Not a qualified housekeeper."

Poon replied respectfully.

The title and tone both show the identity of the old man in the LCD screen.

Speaker of Cherry City: Dodd.

"Because of this, I hoped that he would appear beside Todini, but unfortunately ... he was still a little bit, and it was only the darkness that Emaud showed that swallowed him.

The speaker sighed, his face full of regret.

Todini, a member of parliament that Almod tried his best to support.

Similarly, it is also a strong candidate for the next speaker.

Simply put, Todini is the speaker's biggest enemy.

"Sorry, sir."

"Yes, my arrangements are not in place."

"I miscalculated Fendiert's patience."

Pang said apologetically.

"No, no no."

"Pang, you're right."

"I also made the wrong estimate."

"So don't worry about it."

The old man waved his hand.

"Yes, sir."

"I have also investigated the imitation criminal, that is, Ai Mood's subordinates act rashly."

Poul reported another thing.

"Oh?"

"Damn it."

"It has exposed such darkness to the people's vision."

As soon as the old man frowned, his eyebrows spread out.

He adjusted his sitting posture, his tone showing a kind of ease.

"Fortunately, he is dead!"

"Although our goal against Todini was not achieved, Emory's death is also a good thing for us."

"Come back quickly, we need to discuss how to digest these benefits."

"Oh, remember to dispose of Fendilt."

The old man ordered.

The butler who graduated from the Butler College is not just a person who manages affairs, but also serves as a consultant more often.

Occasionally, there will be some disgraceful careers.

This also makes them more worthy of the trust of their employers.

Of course, each of them is quite professional.

"Yes, sir!"

After Poul answered, the LCD screen was hidden again.

Pang made a call.

"Well, get started."

After a simple command, the car accelerated.

The glory of the headlights quickly disappeared into the night.

The night, as always, enveloped the earth.

The deep night makes people feel peaceful, but it also brings fear of location.

Fendilt walked on the suburban road with an envelope containing a thick stack of large amounts of money. The road here was smooth, but there was no street light. Therefore, when a beam of light appeared behind him, Fendilt stopped immediately. ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Looking behind.

A pickup came slowly, and a bearded man was sitting in the driving seat.

"Hey, do I need to give you a ride?"

Asked the bearded man.

"Grateful."

The old housekeeper bowed and thanked, looking at the bowed old housekeeper, the murderous intention appeared in the eyes of the bearded man, and when he raised his hand, he took out a pistol and pointed it at the head of the old housekeeper.

At this time, the old housekeeper seemed to express his gratitude more sincerely, his neck bent and his head lowered.

then--

Woo!

A short arrow shot out and plunged straight into the beard's throat.

puff!

The red light appeared.