The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 3: Different cities

Jason's answer surprised the man in the door.

After two or three seconds of stagnation, the other party looked out of the door through the cat's eyes.

The ‘watchdog pastry house’ has two floors.

The first floor is the wooden door inside.

The first floor is the iron gate.

The iron door has been opened at this moment, and the wooden door is closed.

The man is looking out through the cat's eyes of the wooden door.

Then ...

He saw a huge, fast approaching fist.

Snapped!

The thin and light wooden door shattered.

Jason's fist penetrated the wooden door, mixed with flying wood chips, and hit the man's face in the room.

"what!"

The man screamed and fell backward with blood on his face.

Jason pulled his arm out, and through the hole just smashed, he saw the female pastry chef at a glance.

The female pastry chef leaned back on the counter, her hair was messy, her face was bruised, her mouth was blocked, her hands were tied back and she sat there, and there was no second person.

After seeing Jason's sight, the female pastry chef immediately struggled violently.

Did not reach into the hole again to open the door, Jason directly aimed at the position of the door lock, that is, one foot.

Is just a simple L-shaped latch, which is directly shaken off.

The door opened directly.

Jason walked into the room, and the man who had just fallen down climbed up again.

The **** opponent looked more and more cruel.

Growled and rushed towards Jason with both hands raised.

Compared to the little **** who had no fighting skills before, the man in front of him is undoubtedly a lot more professional.

Is not only strong, but also quite disciplined.

Grabbed Jason's neck collar with one hand and Jason's arm with one hand.

Once caught, it was followed by a shoulder fall.

The hard ground in the pastry shop is enough to make normal people lose their mobility.

Therefore, Jason, who is accustomed to quick battle and quick decision, raised his hands and grabbed the opponent's hands directly. When the opponent was stunned and struggling, he forced down.

boom!

'S opponent rushed forward, kneeling directly in front of Jason.

Didn't wait for the other party's reaction. Jason loosed his hands and hit the other side's temple directly from both sides.

Snapped!

Crisply, the other party's eyes turned white and could not afford to fall.

Unlike just now, this time the other party fell into a coma directly.

Jason checked the other party.

Has no wallet.

Has a dagger.

Took out the dagger, took off the other party's coat, and tied the other party, then Jason walked to the bound female pastry chef.

The dagger drew the rope, and Jason pulled out the rag in his mouth.

"Thank you, thank you."

Thanks to the female pastry chef.

The sound is a little dry because it has been blocked by rags for a long time.

Then, Jason glanced around.

The oven is very clean.

Counter is also very clean.

The money box was not opened.

The door to the upper floor was open.

"Not an entry robbery for money?"

"More than one group of people are staring at her?"

"All because of her sister?"

"Or because of other?"

Jason thought, but did not prevent him to take out a dollar and put it in front of the female pastry chef.

Wrote on the side of the counter like this: ‘Slot cake one corner, two corners three! ’

Next, Jason took out 12 trough cakes from the counter and put them in a brown paper bag on one side.

"Paper bags are free?"

Jason asked the female pastry chef.

"Yes, it is."

The female pastry chef nodded stunnedly.

She didn't know what happened until now.

First, the younger sister disappeared, and then somebody threatened her inexplicably, and then, now someone broke into her shop.

Just when she thought she was finished, the homeless man he encountered in the morning suddenly broke in, not only saving her, but also giving her a dollar.

Is this money for cakes?

The female pastry chef finally reacted.

And this time, Jason had reached the door.

"and many more!"

"Please wait!"

Jason listened to the voice behind him, without any pause in his footsteps.

Unable to understand the world in front of him, he has not yet planned to cause any trouble.

"Those truffle cakes were yesterday."

"I will make something fresh for you, the taste will be better when it is freshly baked."

Said the female pastry chef.

"Ok."

Jason immediately stopped.

Trouble, there will always be.

Even if you don't provoke, you will come to the door.

In this case, it is better to eat better and deal with it.

Saw Jason stop, the female pastry chef was relieved.

She was really scared.

She was afraid that Jason would just walk away regardless, and then leave her alone to face the situation in front of her.

This is something she can't cope with at all.

"How should I do?"

Walked to Jason who saved her life, feeling Jason's tall and burly, female pastry chef raised an unprecedented sense of security, subconsciously, she opened her mouth and asked Jason.

"Call the police."

Jason gave the most pertinent opinion.

The female pastry chef nodded suddenly and walked to the counter side.

There is a landline phone.

However, after picking it up, I found that there was no sound in the fixed language.

"The telephone line was cut?"

Jason frowned.

A female pastry chef who has lost her sister, is it worth being so cautious?

Moreover, two waves of people appeared one after another.

Have her missing sister been involved in any big figures?

Jensen thought, pointing to the public telephone hall on the road.

The female pastry chef nodded, took out two coins and ran out.

This time the phone was connected.

The call was also very smooth.

The ‘watchdog pastry house’ remained intact, and about ten minutes later, two police cars drove.

Is not the car in Jason's memory, but a car that is older.

Has a huge front, short rear, and a curved roof.

Two cars with the word ‘1’ stopped at the door of the pastry house and walked down from the two cars with a total of six police officers, led by a sheriff wearing a high top.

The other party is tall and has a thick beard.

Get off the car and the other party walks into the pastry shop.

First glanced at the surrounding environment, then, looked at Jason and Giselle.

It's just that, after looking at Giselle only for a moment, he put it completely on Jason.

"You did it?"

The other party pointed to a broken wooden door.

Jason nodded.

The other party looked at the unconscious guy on the ground again.

"So is he?"

The other party continued to ask.

Jason nodded again.

This silent response made the sheriff frown.