For Tedi, in Jason’s mind, she was something akin to a familiar stranger.
Of course, that was before.
After she treated him to afternoon tea, Jason automatically upgraded her to an acquaintance.
When an acquaintance faces danger, and he can lend a hand, naturally, he would help.
So, when the man at the next table pulled out a gun, Jason leapt into action.
His roundhouse slap whistled through the air, landing squarely on the man’s cheek.
With strength twice that of an ordinary person and skills from an expert-level “Barehanded Combat,” the man’s feet left the ground after a crisp sound, his body spiraling into the air to roll behind the sofa, as the gun naturally fell from his hand.
Such a noise, naturally, alarmed everyone around.
The students around him watched agape.
They had never seen someone with such an appetite.
Edward had once witnessed it.
Therefore, he possessed a considerable immunity.
After checking the gunman to confirm that the latter couldn’t escape, he walked over and sat down opposite Jason in a chair.
Without interrupting Jason’s afternoon tea, he just nodded to Jason as a greeting.
It was only after Jason had finished another serving and let out a long sigh that Edward finally spoke,
“Is the food here cheap?”
The poor, debt-ridden leader of the special operations team eyed the stacks of dishes with great interest.
“She’s treating,” Jason said, nodding toward Tedi.
Edward was at first taken aback, then his gaze towards the female student council president was filled with admiration.
He involuntarily gave her a thumbs-up.
Internally, he silently praised her.
Girl, I respect you like a true man.
Although he didn’t voice it, the female student council president inexplicably felt like she had been insulted.
“Mr. Jason has given me considerable help,” she said.
“So, this is my way of saying thanks.”
After coughing lightly twice, the female student council president emphasized the word “thanks.”
Edward, with experience in these matters, instantly understood and nodded slightly.
“What do you know about this gunman?” he asked, not dwelling on the previous topic.
Because if he did, he would start smelling the scent of dish soap again.
“I can be sure he’s not from the academy.”
“As for how he got in, I’m still investigating.”
“I believe we’ll have the results soon.”
the female student council president said.
She could have revealed more, but in the end, she chose to hide it.
Because she couldn’t determine which side the man in front of her was on.
Or rather, no matter which side, her identity was not something she should disclose to him.
After all, her identity was too special.
As the female student council president had said, the results came quickly.
But they weren’t good.
“Chairwoman, according to the gatekeeper’s log, he was admitted under the guise of ‘campus visit.’
“I’ve checked the application form; it was issued by the academy.”
“The registered name is ‘Marion.’
the secretary handed a form to the female student council president.
She checked it without showing any emotion, then passed it to Edward.
“From here on, it’s over to you. You’re more suited for this,” she said.
“Hmm,” Edward nodded.
Compared to St. Mungo’s Academy’s student council, it was more appropriate for the police to conduct the investigation.
Edward lowered his head to review the application form—
Home Address: 12 Basin Street
Reason for Visit: For the entrance of a distant nephew
After scanning the information, Edward was quite confident that not a word on it was true.
However, this did not prevent him from memorizing the address, 12 Basin Street.
Afterward, Edward asked Jason for further details about what had just happened, and with additional input from the female student council president, he acquired a more complete set of information.
Until little Bansey arrived with a team.
Seeing the newcomer, Edward was somewhat surprised.