Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 956 - 7 As an ordinary citizen, when encountering trouble, you should..._2

Such scrutiny was different from the previous examination of appearance.

It was a kind of appraisal, trying to see through a person’s heart.

Unfortunately, Hui Lijing still only saw a tall, strong physique, and a rough face that was frightening.

After a good four or five seconds, the female proprietor spoke again.

"You’re a detective too, aren’t you?"

"Relying on exceptional observational skills, you’ve dressed up as an Exorcist, and then, you’ve solved various cases that were disguised as ’monsters’ and ’Evil Spirits’."

"No wonder you’re taller and stronger than the instructors at the camp I was in before."

The female proprietor concluded with conviction.

Is there a necessary connection between detectives and being tall and strong?

Shouldn’t detectives use their brains?

Jason really wanted to ask her this, but felt too lazy to explain.

He didn’t think it was necessary.

Seeing is believing, hearing is not.

Once she saw it for herself, it would far surpass anything he could say.

Jason’s silence led the female proprietor to misunderstand.

"I’ve heard before of detectives who pose as mediums. He did so because his wife and kids were killed, and he chased after the culprit... What about you?"

Hui Lijing’s eyes were shimmering as she looked at Jason, seemingly trying to dig out some secret.

Those sparkling eyes conveyed curiosity but also pity and sympathy.

Jason didn’t need to ask; he knew Hui Lijing’s mind had already concocted a melodramatic story of life and death separation.

"I’m an Exorcist."

"Not married."

"No kids."

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"What about cats, dogs? Any pets?"

Hui Lijing was relentless in her questioning.

This line of questioning inadvertently made Jason think of Dennise.

What was that guy doing right now?

Definitely curled up on a sofa or bed reading a novel!

Then, immediately Jason figured out the answer, imagining Dennise lying on her side reading, her body becoming numb from the pressure, having to turn over, but then cramping up and calling out loudly for help, forcing the corners of Jason’s mouth to rise unwittingly.

But immediately, Jason’s expression turned solemn.

Other than the ’Dining Etiquette’ instance, it was impossible to return from all the others.

What on earth happened?

Jason’s change in expression was clearly noticed by Hui Lijing.

"I’ve also had a dog before..."

"It’s not a dog."

"It’s an Alaskan Malamute."

Jason emphasized.

"Isn’t an Alaskan Malamute a dog?"

Hui Lijing paused for a moment, but then said nothing else.

Clearly, Jason had already considered that Alaskan Malamute as family.

At this moment, to insist on calling it just a dog seemed improper.

So, Hui Lijing quickly changed the subject.

She picked up another item from the box.

That photograph.

In the photo were two girls, around nine or ten years old, wearing the same plaid skirts, standing side by side with joyful smiles on their faces. Notably, one girl was a head taller than the other.

Even though the photo was in black and white, it seemed to burst into brilliant colors in tandem with the pure, sweet smiles of the two girls.

"This is the only photo I have with that guy."

"Back then, I used to follow her around every day."

"Even though I was a bit taller, every time something happened, she was the one protecting me—we were in the countryside then, and some of the local kids were really annoying; just because I was tall, they would throw cow dung at me, and even called me ’Yao’s ghost!’"

"I’m not a Yao, I’m E who pushes forward, handsa!"

Hui Lijing gestured as if charging forward with a long sword.

Jason ignored Hui Lijing and continued to look at the photo intently.

He hoped to find some possible clues within it.

But the black and white photo had been stored for over ten years, and even though the owner had protected it carefully, it still turned yellow. Furthermore, the printing technology at that time was clearly outdated, and beyond the two girls, nothing else could be discerned.

With no findings to show for it, Jason handed the photo back to Hui Lijing.

Hui Lijing put the photo away carefully, then closed the room’s window and drew the curtains. After tidying up the room a bit, she turned to Jason and said, "Let’s go."

"Where to?"

Jason asked knowingly.

Hui Lijing kept the photo close to her.

That business card, Hui Lijing held it in her hand.

The thoughts of the female proprietor were crystal clear.

"Of course, we’re going to find this ’Master Tongshou Temple’!

"With all his secrets, as long as we find him, everything will become clear!"

"If he really has something to do with my sister’s disappearance, I’ll make him experience a journey through hell!"

After saying this very seriously, Hui Lijing looked down at the business card.

"Next to Tongshou Town Primary School, right?"

"It’s in the Silver-09 district."

"We can get there in an hour by taxi."

Hui Lijing was talking to herself, ready to take action.

But only after Hui Lijing had taken two steps did she realize Jason hadn’t moved at all.

She looked at Jason with perplexed eyes.

They’d found a clue, so why not take action?

Jason then said with all seriousness,

"What should an ordinary citizen do when they encounter such a situation?"

Ordinary citizen?

Hui Lijing looked at Jason and couldn’t help but purse her lips.

She had no idea what Jason was up to.

"Can I borrow your phone?"

Jason headed downstairs.

He remembered there was an old-fashioned landline on the bar.

The clueless Hui Lijing followed behind and saw Jason take out a business card and dial the number listed on it.

"Is this Officer Ryosuke?"

"I’ve made some discoveries."

"Uh-huh."

"It’s about the death of Ichiro Sakajo, he said it was ’Master Tongshou Temple’ who referred him to me… Uh-huh, of course, it’s not suspicion, just a clue."

"Okay, goodbye."

Watching Jason speak on the phone with an expressionless face but a rich tone, Hui Lijing was totally lost.

It wasn’t until Jason hung up that Hui Lijing still stood there, dazed.

"You, you..."

"Call the police!"

"As a good citizen, you must call the police when you’re in trouble!"

Jason replied.

"But, but... you’re a detective!"

Hui Lijing retorted.

In her mind, detectives were never favored by the police.

"It’s because of people like you that detectives remain disliked by the police."

"Why not cooperate?"

"I know of a person who works quite well with the police, he’s even been hailed as a savior."

While saying this, Jason walked towards his TV and radio.

And Hui Lijing’s attention was completely captivated.

A detective being treated as a savior by the police?

How could that be?

How incompetent were those police to regard a detective as a savior?

Subconsciously, she wanted to inquire.

Yet Jason was already picking up the TV and radio, heading out of the café.

But how could Hui Lijing, her curiosity piqued, let it go?

"Wait for me!"

"Who is this detective you’re talking about?"

"To achieve such a feat, he must be very famous, right?"

"Why haven’t I heard of him?"

"You’re not just bluffing me, are you?"

Hui Lijing, following behind Jason, kept asking questions.

Then, eager for answers, she quickened her pace and used the spare keys to open the door to Jason’s room.

"Your sign is too shabby!"

"Just a piece of paper?"

"At least it should be wooden!"

Looking at the A4 paper stuck to the sign below the door nameplate, Hui Lijing couldn’t help but comment.

"As long as it’s functional."

Jason replied with a single sentence, carrying the TV and radio into the room.

While following Jason, Hui Lijing stopped in the hallway.

"Are there no slippers?"

Hui Lijing asked.

"I’m not used to them."

Jason replied offhandedly, ignoring Hui Lijing and began to place the TV and the radio on the desk—one on each side. The spacious desk seemed a bit crowded after the TV and radio were placed, but it was still manageable.

After plugging in the radio and tuning it, Jason was ready to turn on the TV.

But just as Jason was about to touch the TV’s power button—

Click!

Shh shh shh!

The TV turned on by itself.

The screen was filled with static.

Gradually, the static disappeared.

And what appeared was...

A well.