McCaul looked at Jason, John, and Brian, who showed no surprise, and immediately knew that he had been discovered long ago.
This private detective sighed.
"Sorry, I’m used to teaming up with amateurs, forgetting that you all are experts," he said.
"And just now, sorry for not being able to help."
Regret surfaced on the face of the private detective, but then he looked at Jason, John, and Brian with a very serious gaze and lowered his voice, "I have stored some weapons."
"They’re a bit special."
While speaking, McCaul drew a special symbol on the small coffee table: a three-leaf fan.
"Yellow bottom with black color?"
"Where did you get a ’nuclear flatten’ from?"
Brian assessed McCaul with a serious look, this detective who had always shown a great sense of justice.
"Private detectives can’t have ’nuclear flatten’?"
"It was obtained from a previous task, and I haven’t had the chance to figure out how to deal with them," McCaul explained.
Brian focused even more on this point.
McCaul nodded and raised two fingers.
Brian’s expression changed once again.
In the heart of this middle-aged father, McCaul’s degree of danger shot up, quickly getting close to overtaking Jason’s.
If it weren’t for Jason demonstrating the ’immortal’ trait, at that moment McCaul would be the most dangerous in Brian’s eyes.
"If those guys really form an alliance, ’nuclear flatten’ could give us the upper hand in negotiations," John summarized, then, he turned his gaze to the silent Jason. ᚱÅɴОᛒÊs̈
Brian and McCaul also looked towards Jason.
After the recent battle, Jason had naturally become the leader of the four men.
"John, take care of transporting the supplies and weapons into the ’safe house’."
"Brian, you take charge of the investigation; we have to at least know what exactly is happening."
"McCaul, I need you to investigate the two ’fathers’ we encountered earlier; we need more reliable manpower," Jason instructed decisively.
All three nodded and promptly sprang into action.
They did not ask Jason what he would do.
Because they believed that Jason must have something more important to do.
It couldn’t possibly be that he was going to write at a time , could it?
After the three left, Jason swiftly returned to his desk and began to write. Experience new stories on
He hadn’t forgotten his main task: to sell at least 100,000 copies of his new book within 120 days!
At first, he hadn’t had the slightest clue.
But now, Jason had some ideas.
Picking up the pen, Jason began to write fervently—
I, who traveled to Cherry City for a new book, unwittingly got wrapped up in trouble, a despicable ’copycat’ used the details in my book to commit a murder, and this was just the beginning...
Jason started the description with the events that had just taken place.
From the appearance of the Butler to Edward showing up.
He wrote it all down in detail.
However, his writing was dry and factual, like a ledger.
Not just a ledger, it was full of typos.
It had no appeal at all when read.
"With writing , forget about getting people to buy voluntarily; it probably won’t even pass an editor’s review," Jason thought with a sigh, though outwardly he remained expressionless as he looked outside the study.
Kemi stood there holding a tray.
On the tray was a cup of coffee, three pieces of Gold Cake, and a book.
"I, I was worried you might be hungry, so I made some coffee and cake," Kemi said with a little stutter.
She had just knocked on the door, but when no one responded, she pushed it open, and the door gave way.
Almost subconsciously, she walked in.
Only after entering did she realize that it wasn’t right to do so.
But by then, it was too late to leave.
Jason had already seen her.
Facing Jason’s gaze, Kemi felt very uneasy.
She definitely didn’t want Jason to dislike her.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t dare to just come in," she said.
The thoughts in her heart compelled the young woman to apologize immediately before turning to leave.
"Wait," Jason’s voice made the young girl tremble, as she turned to face the approaching Jason with caution.
The significant difference in height made Kemi feel as if a mountain was moving towards her, and she instinctively closed her eyes.
Would she be scolded?
Kemi was filled with worry.
Then, the tray lightened in her hands.
Kemi opened her eyes to find that the tray had been taken by Jason.
Not only had he taken it, but Jason also went ahead and picked up a piece of cake, tossing it into his mouth.
"Not bad, it’s just that the eggs weren’t mixed well, too much sugar was added, and it was baked a bit too long..."
"Sorry, it’s my first time baking," Kemi replied.
"I’ll try harder next time."
Kemi, with a hint of blush on her face and a mix of joy and embarrassment, watched as Jason continued to speak and picked up the second piece of cake to eat.
As for leaving in anger?
Ever since Jason had saved her, he held a special place in her eyes.
"Jason, can you make pastries?" Kemi asked carefully as Jason reached for the third piece of cake.
"Seen someone make them."
Jason shook his head and replied succinctly.
He was missing the female pastry chef’s pastries a little.
Even with ordinary ingredients, she wouldn’t have made such a mess of it.