The Demon’s Menu

In the heartbreaking cry, John knelt on the ground like this, and his whole body began to tremble.

After a few seconds, he stretched out his hands and took the puppy out of the carton.

Then the mourning man gently stroked the puppy in his arms.

Seems to look forward to the dog's resurrection.

But the puppy's ears were drooping, its limbs were stiff, and it was no longer able to respond to its owner.

The languorous man sat on his knees dumbfounded, and his posture slowly relaxed, from kneeling to sitting cross-legged. It seemed to be completely collapsed at the previous moment, but at this moment, a little cold feeling was starting Slowly burst out of the body.

"Jason."

The decadent man suddenly spoke.

"Ok?"

Jason looked at the decayed man. He transcended the perception of ordinary people and told him that the current John became extremely dangerous. If the previous John was like a tiger bound by chains.

And now?

The chain is broken.

The Tigers are about to start!

"He, everything related to him is mine."

With that said, John got up holding the puppy's body and walked away.

It is self-evident who he is.

Jason didn't mean to object.

Someone solves the trouble for him, he is happy, especially when there is no ‘food’ involved.

Watching John leave, Jason also walked towards the alley, and he was ready to take a taxi back.

Before leaving the room, Jason brought his wallet out just in case.

As for going back?

With more convenient transportation, Jason will not choose the most primitive way.

Although he could be faster, he did not forget where he was.

Compared to the previous 'menu' worlds, the world in front of me is undoubtedly the most advanced. There are a lot of probes on the road, and Jason doesn't want to be discovered by these probes.

Similarly, he was also reluctant to go around to avoid the probe.

Jason standing at the alley, standing in the waiting area, quietly waiting for the taxi to appear.

However, he was the sheriff David.

Behind the other party is the young assistant Hunter.

At this moment, the assistant stared at Jason suspiciously.

Obviously, I should have discovered that I was teased by John's "trick", but I'm not sure who was the one who teased him.

"call."

"It's nice to see you, Mr. Jason."

The middle-aged sergeant seemed to breathe out, watching Jason not show a kind smile.

"what happened?"

Jason asked.

"Hunt was just distracted by a guy. We thought that guy was a copycat and sent a lot of manpower to hunt down, but was slipped away by the other party."

"Then we went to knock on your door and found no one answered."

"It really freaked me out at the time, I thought something happened to you."

"Fortunately someone here reported seeing you."

The middle-aged sheriff's face was sighing with sadness.

Then, the other party turned around.

"Can you tell me why are you back here?"

As he said, the middle-aged sheriff looked at Jason.

Although still with a friendly smile, but the eyes unconsciously flashed Jingmang.

Despite the fleeting moment, Jason saw it in his eyes.

Is this what it is?

Jason thought to himself, but his face was quiet.

"curious."

He answered like this.

"curious?"

"Well, that's right."

"As the author of" Cross-Street Tracker ", there suddenly appeared imitation criminals, so naturally we should be curious."

The middle-aged sheriff nodded in recognition.

Then, after the other party's words paused slightly, they suddenly spoke again.

"Mr. Jason, can you tell me, why are you describing the scene so detailed?"

"It's like ... you see it with your own eyes."

While saying this, the middle-aged sergeant's eyes closely looked at Jason's eyes, not letting himself relax.

"For the sake of truth."

"I strive for truth."

"But because of this, there are some flaws that should not have appeared."

Jason answered the answer that he had already thought about.

When he read the "Cross Street Follower" written by himself, he had thought that such a picture would appear.

After all, the impressions of David and Hunt on Jason are not wine bags.

The current situation tells Jason how necessary it is to prepare in advance.

"So this is ah!"

The middle-aged sergeant nodded suddenly, and then, as if at this time, he found that Jason was standing in the waiting area, and the middle-aged sergeant immediately reappeared the kind smile.

"Mr. Jason, are you going to return to Apartment 3A?"

"Yes."

Jason nodded and did not hide this.

"Just my person is going there, don't you mind if he sends you?"

The middle-aged sheriff asked.

"Of course I don't mind."

Jason laughed.

He certainly knew what the sergeant wanted to do.

Nothing more than to better monitor and observe him.

But he would not mind.

Want to know to save a fare, is it enough to buy a hot dog or sweet corn?

When he just left John ’s car in the 3A apartment, he saw a fast food stall on the corner of the street, and there was a pizza restaurant about 200 meters away from the apartment. In Mi, there is a restaurant, and in the past 300 meters, there is a unique open-air restaurant, and ...

Recalling the restaurants and restaurants that were unconsciously recorded in my mind.

Jason went straight to the car of the sergeant.

In the roar of the car engine, Jason quickly disappeared in the eyes of David and Hunt.

"Sergeant, do you believe what he said?"

Hunt asked unconsciously.

"What do you think?"

David asked rhetorically.

"I'm not sure."

The young assistant shook his head.

When the young man just spoke to Jason, he unconsciously observed Jason, hoping to find the flaw, but unfortunately, he did not see anything at all.

"If you are not sure ... then look for reasons that make you uncertain."

"Whether you are out of instinct or experience, since you are not sure, find it out."

The middle-aged sheriff mentioned her assistant.

He will not complain and despise his assistant without seeing the most critical point.

Because, at the same age as his assistant, he would not notice it.

Moreover, if his assistant discovers these, then he no longer needs to be his assistant.

"Have you seen Cross Street Follower?"

The middle-aged sheriff asked.

"Seen."

The young assistant nodded immediately.

A copycat has appeared, and the young assistant will make up even if he hasn't seen it before.

"So what do you think of that?"

The middle-aged sheriff pointed to the alley Jason had just walked out of.

Not the alley where the murder happened, but the one next door.

The young assistant froze.

The middle-aged sergeant had already walked towards the alley, and with a friendly smile, David easily learned from the population living here that Jason had come to this alley.

Jason's size and dress are really impressive.

"Jason has been here, then ..."

"Not imitation!"

"Yes to reproduce!"

"The murderous guy wanted to reproduce the contents of the" Crossroad Tracker "book, so he began to create a murder case, and at the same time brought Jason here."

Facing the hesitant assistant, the middle-aged sheriff said very simply.

"Will we monitor Jason's phone?"

Asked the young assistant who had seen The Cross Tracker.

He remembered that the phone was the crucial item between the protagonist and the killer.

"No need to."

"That guy is not a fool and will not leave us such a big flaw."

"I'm just curious now ..."

"Who is the landlord of Jason?"

The middle-aged sheriff murmured to herself.

"I'll check it immediately."

The young assistant turned around and left.

"Remember to investigate that blade."

"Also, add staff near Jason's rented apartment."

The middle-aged sheriff urged his assistant.

"understand."

The young assistant immediately took action, and the middle-aged sergeant stood there, frowning slightly, and he always felt that he seemed to be missing something.

...

In John's house.

basement.

John carrying the hammer stood in the center of the room.

He once thought he could forget the past.

In fact, he really forgot during that time.

He lives like an ordinary person.

Laughter and cry.

Go shopping and stay up late.

The days he loved so much.

Because, there is her.

And after she left?

Everything became bleak.

Even the last hope she left him was strangled.

The guy pushed him into the abyss.

But that guy may not know, he is from there.

right now?

He wanted to let the guy and the guy related to him feel the scenery there.

boom!

John raised his sledgehammer and hit the ground fiercely.

a bit.

Twice.

Three times.

The concrete floor quickly shook and then shattered directly, gradually revealing the boxes below.

Throwing the hammer aside, John leaned down, touched the cement block, pulled the box out and opened it straight.

A gun was exposed.

He picked up one of them and checked it with great skill.

One by one.

After checking everything, John walked into the bathroom.

In the sound of the water, John completely entered the ‘before’ state. He took a towel and wiped the remaining water stains on his body. Then, he pulled open the closet and took off the black suit with the white shirt.

Hula!

In the jitter of his shirt, John pulled out his white shirt and put it on his body.

Then, he meticulously fastened his buttons, and his movements were as fine as a robot.

When he walked out of the dressing room next to the bathroom, all the half-length hair was combed back. Although he didn't shave, the sense of mourning on his body had long since disappeared.

Only awe-inspiring murderousness remained.

Drops, drops.

A text message from the phone tells him where to go to find the target he wants.

Although he left, the old relationship is still there.

It is naturally not difficult to investigate some things.

When he went out, John glanced at the garden.

He buried his dog under the tree in the garden.

right now?

He is going to get justice for his dog.

John boarded the car, and after a kick, the car rushed out like an arrow,

...

Cherry City, North District.

A building has not been completed yet, and it has fallen into the top floor of a building in trouble with broken funds. Four people are sitting here happily.

Compared to the dilapidated appearance, this floor is decorated but good.

Huge chandeliers, spacious sofas, refrigerators full of food, TVs, computers, game consoles, and more.

"It's so simple!"

A young man with a mustache, half leaning on the sofa, said with disdain while playing with a butterfly knife in his hand.

"Yes."

"A so easy task, there is a 20w reward."

"If there are a few more times, we will be able to retire."

Another man with a knitted hat sat opposite, holding a can of beer in his hand.

"You guys don't wonder why that guy made us do this?"

One of the thin men pointed to the TV.

At this time, the murder of the imitator of "Crossroad Tracker" was being broadcast on TV.

"Huh."

"What's about us?"

"We just collect money to do things."

The young man with a mustache pouted his lips in disdain.

Then, he looked at the last silent man who was silent.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

"Happy."

"We have completed a major task."

"20w!"

"It's 20w!"

The young man with a mustache reminded his associates.

"Why did you kill that dog?"

"It is innocent."

"The client did not let us kill it."

The muscular man asked.

"You talking about that dog?"

"It annoys me."

"Isn't it **** it?"

The young man with a mustache stood up from the sofa and walked straight to the comrade. Although the young man with a mustache was lower than the muscular man and much thinner, as the other person approached However, the strong man could not help but take a step back.

Then the collar of the strong man was grabbed by the young bearded man.

"Are you distressing that dog?"

"Still ..."

"Question me?"

The young man with a mustache lifted the butterfly knife in his hand while talking, and the blade was pointed straight at the neck of his partner.

The strong man's eyes flicked, and then raised his hands high.

"I do not have."

He answered like this.

"It's better not."

"I repeat it again, and the last time!"

"I am the boss here!"

"I am the head!"

"You all listen to me!"

"Can't disobey my orders!"

"Understand?"

The young bearded man looked at the man wearing a knitted hat and a thin figure ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The two nodded busy.

Seeing this scene, the young man with a beard could not help smiling, and seemed to be very satisfied with the effect.

This is what he wanted.

A group of obedient men.

Only in this way can he make more money.

Is n’t it just a dog?

If you die, you die.

Could someone kill him because of a dog?

joke!

"All right!"

"Now, we……"

boom!