Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 959 - 9 Omagatoki

"Impossible!"

"It shouldn’t be!"

The owner of ’Rock Electronics’ meticulously examined the second-hand television he sold to Jason in the afternoon, his face full of confusion and his brows deeply furrowed.

As a qualified second-hand electronics shop owner, when he acquired the television, he didn’t just check the various bills to ensure their legitimacy, but also carefully inspected the inside of the device, making sure there was no new aging or traces of refurbishment.

Just as he told Jason, this was a television that was eighty percent new.

According to normal usage, even if one watched twenty hours a day, it wouldn’t pose any problems for three to five years.

Of this, the owner of Rock Electronics was quite confident.

After all, when he was young, he had ambitions to become a ’mechanic’.

But...

Broken is broken.

Even if he couldn’t find any faults.

"I’ll get you a replacement."

The owner of Rock Electronics spoke decisively.

No denial, no avoidance; Rock Electronics, the final dream destination for his life, would not be so fragile.

"This is my operational error..."

"Help me take this one back first; I’ll bring you a replacement tomorrow."

Jason’s principles made him instinctively attempt an explanation, but the owner of Rock Electronics didn’t give him the chance; he let Hui Lijing pick up the television and head downstairs.

"Oh my god!"

But the moment he opened the door, the owner of Rock Electronics exclaimed in shock.

Hui Lijing even held the television above her head, ready to toss it out.

Then Jason pressed her down.

Outside stood a man.

A man covered in blood.

Urashima!

Even with a face smeared in blood, Jason still recognized that this was the policeman from the afternoon.

This was not about any careful observation.

Of course, careful observation was just a minor factor.

More importantly, it was about habit.

The habit of identifying the identity of ’bodies’ amidst the carnage.

As a ’postman’, Jason, during his time in Nightless City, had often retrieved the bodies of his ’colleagues’.

The old man still had some humanity in him.

Although there would be no coffin or a real graveyard,

The bodies would still be laid to rest.

Even if they were mutilated in various ways.

Missing arms or legs weren’t unusual for Jason, but truly problematic were the faces that were damaged, especially those caught in the chaos of battle that also involved explosions. This made the search for bodies rely mostly on luck for Jason and others.

However, with time, they developed the ability to quickly identify the features of bodies amidst the gore.

As for whether there was a trick to it?

Yes, there was.

That was to remember the distinct features of the ’body’ when they were alive.

After death, just make comparisons.

Urashima was no exception.

Jason had remembered at a glance that the man had an M-shaped hairline, the left side higher, with earlobes, and darker skin.

"What happened, Officer Urashima?"

Jason asked.

"Save, save..."

The young officer couldn’t finish his sentence and collapsed on the spot.

However, before he hit the ground, Jason had already caught him by the back of his neck.

"Got a first-aid kit?"

Jason inquired of Hui Lijing.

"Yes!"

The female shop owner dropped the television and rushed downstairs.

Aside from the initial shock from seeing the blood-soaked Urashima, the shop owner was entirely thrilled for the remainder of the time.

She smelled the scent of a ’case’!

Finally!

Was her mundane life coming to an end?

Great!

Hui Lijing thought as she sped up.

So much so that when she dashed back with the first-aid kit, Jason had just laid Urashima on the sofa—on top of a blanket that was originally next to a camp bed.

"I’ll do the bandaging!"

Hui Lijing volunteered eagerly.

Jason didn’t stop her.

Observing Hui Lijing bandaging Urashima, Jason’s brows slightly furrowed.

It wasn’t because her bandaging technique was incorrect.

Rather, it was because of Urashima.

Urashima, drenched in blood and appearing here, gave rise to more speculation in Jason’s mind.

First, something had happened at the Tongshou Temple.

Second, the police didn’t seem as reliable as imagined.

Third...

Was this yet another ’bait’?

Since the other party had made arrangements at Tongshou Temple, if Ryosuke hadn’t emerged, even if Urashima stayed at the ’rear’, he still wouldn’t have a chance to escape.

Unless the other party deliberately let Urashima go.

Why would they let Urashima go?

Isn’t it obvious why he showed up here?

They were after him.

"Such tenacity!"

"This kind of persistence... Surely ’I’ve’ done something, haven’t I?"

"Or am I related to something?"

Jason stood there pondering.

Meanwhile, the owner of Rock Electronics quietly tugged at Jason’s sleeve, indicating he should come aside.

"Be careful, this young man was with Ryosuke."

"Ryosuke has made quite a few enemies; many people want him dead."

The owner of Rock Electronics whispered softly.

With a hint of goodwill as well as caution.

The owner of Rock Electronics had seen more than Hui Lijing could over the lengthy course of time.

And he knew better ways to resolve things.

"Let’s call the police."

"Seek the police when in trouble."

"Both of us should call the police—at least the chances of something unfortunate happening will be smaller."

The owner of Rock Electronics said.

Clearly, the owner of Rock Electronics also saw the implications behind Urashima’s presence here.

But he didn’t want to get involved in it.

Hence, he suggested they both call the police.

Because even if the other party had people within the police force, they couldn’t truly cover the sky with one hand.

"Hmm."

Jason first nodded.

Then, he shook his head.

He very much agreed with the owner of Rock Electronics’ suggestion.