Lady's Melaleuca Vest [Comprehensive British and American]

An inconspicuous remote location deep in Crime Alley.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, mottled filth stuck on the walls that was difficult to remove, and drunken people leaned on each other and sat at the bottom of the wall, shouting words they couldn't understand.

The old, dusty light sign hung crookedly on the wall. Due to poor contact, a few letters flickered from time to time, and it was barely recognizable that it said "Ross".

The loud TV sound came from the half-open window, it was a very popular talk show.

"Welcome~" the bunny-shaped sensor hanging on the door frame said in an overly sweet voice.

"Welcome..." The clerk playing with the mobile phone muttered a few words, rubbed his eyes, and raised his head listlessly to greet him, "What do you need—what the hell!"

The muzzle of the black gun touched the clerk's forehead.

"The money is in the drawer—" the clerk immediately raised his hands.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not robbing," Jason said in a smiling voice, "I just wanted to ask something."

"...You ask." The clerk swallowed secretly.Jason's outfit is quite distinctive, especially the red hood on his head, which reminds him of some popular legends in the market recently.

"Do you have any impression of this?" Yuanchun in the red A-shell slowly walked forward from behind Jason. She leaned on the counter in a casual posture, leaned forward slightly, and put the The shopping receipt was handed out.

"This... how can I remember clearly." The clerk stammered.

"Look carefully and think about it." Jason pressed down the hand holding the gun, and tapped the clerk's head with a cold gun. He kindly reminded, "You haven't seen it yet." .”

"I'm sorry! I'll see! I'll see it now!" The clerk was trembling with fright, and hurried up to carefully observe the shopping receipt, and prayed that his poor memory would be able to perform supernormally at this moment.

It was a small ticket that had been violently crumpled and unfolded. The handwriting on it was worn out a lot. The clerk could barely make out that its original owner bought the most common plastic lighter, cigarettes, beer, and two boxes of lozenges.

"It's Jacob!" The clerk's eyes lit up. "He likes this brand of lozenges very much. He buys them with cigarettes every time."

Yuanchun raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

The clerk clicked his head faster than a chicken can peck rice, "Sure!"

"Do you know where he is now?" Jason shook the gun.

"At this time..." The clerk glanced at the watch on the wall, and said hesitantly, "He has a friend, and the two meet at the bar every Tuesday."

# # #

The bar is not far from the convenience store, just go through the back door, turn the corner and go down to a secret basement.

Before entering the door, Jason thought of something, stopped Yuanchun suddenly, and asked solemnly, "How old are you?"

"Ah?" Yuan Chun was stunned for a moment, and then showed a weird expression. She looked Jason up and down, and answered the question, "I'm 1.6 inches taller than you now."

Jason: "..."

"I'm asking about age, not height! And what does your mother's height have to do with you!" Jason yelled angrily, and he followed Yuanchun into the door of the bar, "How old are you—"

The deafening music instantly swallowed Jason's question.

It's not so much a speakeasy, it's better to say it's a black | boxing | arena, drinking, singing, and dancing are all used to relax, and watching people boxing is the highlight here.

Yuanchun and Jason were pushed back and forth by the turbulent crowd, and were forced to go back and forth on the dance floor three or four times. They received countless cards from girls with heavy makeup, and winks from enthusiastic and strong men... ...In short, I traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and after going through countless difficulties and obstacles, I arrived at the bar that sells wine.

"What would you like to drink?" The bartender whistled to compliment Jason's figure, and then teased Yuanchun with eyes that were thick|thick|thick|thick.

"Give...a bottle of iced Coke for him." Jason said angrily.He almost called Yuanchun the wrong gender, but she twisted her thigh with her hand and changed his words in time.

Who drinks iced Coke at the bar?You are looking down on me!Yuanchun frowned and glared at Jason.

The bartender was stunned for a moment, then laughed and teased: "Your boyfriend is very interesting."

Jason was silent for a few seconds, then said coldly, "I'm not his boyfriend."

"Arguing?" The bartender put his arms on the table, put his chin on one hand and approached Yuanchun, and hinted meaningfully, "Consider changing to someone who is more obedient?"

Yuanchun lost his temper immediately, and even wanted to burst out laughing.Perhaps in the eyes of the bartender, Jason's silence and cold tone were emotional, but she could fully imagine the expression on the face under the mask at the moment—similar to being choked by a hard object, unable to swallow. The look of despair that can't be vomited.

"I'm sorry, you're not my type." Yuan Chun refused with a smile, and at the same time lamented in her heart that her mother was so attractive that neither men nor women could control her. "Have a couple of glasses of what you're good at."

"Okay." The bartender shrugged regretfully, and turned to make drinks.

After ordering Shan Yuanchun, she realized that she had no money. She hooked her fingers to Jason and asked with her lips, "How do I pay the bill?"

Jason showed Genjun his pocket, where the corner of a brand new wallet peeked out.

Yuanchun: "...where did you get along?"

Jason typed on the memo on his mobile phone: I just saw someone selling white｜ goods, and I brought the goods with the money.

Yuanchun gave a "tsk" and gave Jason a thumbs up.

A few minutes later, the bartender returned with a drink.

Just as Yuanchun was about to take his own cup, Jason took it away first.

"Ask someone." Jason didn't give Yuan Chun a chance to speak, he looked at the bartender, "Is Jacob Taylor there?"

The bartender's eyes flickered imperceptibly, and then he replied imperceptibly: "I'm sorry, I didn't see him tonight, there are too many guests, you can—"

Before the words were finished, Yuanchun suddenly moved. She grabbed the collar of the drunken man who was leaning towards the young lady with his arms around her, and unceremoniously pushed him down on the bar.

She only got a beating in the afternoon, and she can go to the bar to drink and meet her sister at night. It seems that she was too gentle before.

The bartender closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

The young lady screamed in fright, Jason took the opportunity to hand her Yuanchun's wine, and calmed down, "Good night, ma'am."

"Thank you...thank you..." The young lady blushed and walked away feeling dizzy holding the glass of wine, apparently quite drunk already.

"Hi, Jacob, good evening." Yuanchun greeted with a smile, "I'm relieved to see you alive and kicking, shall we go out and have a chat?"

# # #

After leaving the bar, the night wind blew, Jacob sobered up a lot.

Looking at the red hood on Jason's head again, the rest of the drunkenness has completely dissipated, replaced by deep fear.

"Red, red hood!" His legs softened and he fell to the ground, constantly rubbing his back away from the approaching Jason until his back touched the base of the wall, unable to retreat.

Red Hood?This description is quite appropriate.Yuanchun caught the key word and subconsciously glanced at Jason.

"No, didn't you say that the Red Hood doesn't bother to do something to us little people?" Jacob hugged his head in panic, and broke down, "That little thing in my hand was taken away by you! It's gone! And I did not disobey your order to sell the goods to teenagers! Please give me another chance!"

"Little man?" Jason sneered, noncommittal.

"Compared to you, a big guy who ruled the Eastern District for three days, I am of course a small person." Jacob cried, "No, no, no, how can I compare with you! I am not worthy to lift your shoes!"

Good guy, it's me who dominates the Eastern District in three days!Genjun puffed out his chest proudly.

Jason: "Who is your boss?"

"Andrew Jackson." Jacob said a name he hadn't heard before.

Jason's tone sank: "Big Boss."

"...Black Mask." Jacob begged for mercy with a sad face, "Please let me go! I heard that the big boss asked you to meet today, so I dared to sell goods secretly. I didn't expect to be caught... I was really wrong ..."

"You can hear all this?" Jason said playfully.

Jacob smiled reluctantly, with obvious fear in his smile, "It has spread throughout Gotham that our boss and Peng, Penguin invited you to the dinner on the same day..."

Jason sneered, "Is there anything else you want to explain?"

Jacob's eyes turned black, as if seeing the god of death waving at him, his heart was ashamed, "No, no more..."

Jason pulled out the gun strapped to his leg, opened the safety catch, and pulled the trigger at the space between Jacob's legs. The bullet hit the concrete floor, splashing a cluster of bright sparks.

"Remember, this is the last time." Jason said coldly, "Go away."

"Yes! Be sure to remember!" Jacob was overjoyed to save his life, he stumbled to his feet, and ran away without a trace.

"Two gangsters|gangs|big bosses invited you to a banquet at different locations at the same time," Yuan Chun teased with a drawn-out voice, "Choose one if you want to."

Jason turned his head and found that Yuanchun held up the mobile phone that had slipped from his pocket at some point, and motioned him to look at the information displayed on the screen and searched for Penguin and Black Mask from the Internet.

"Handsome guy, who do you like?" Yuan Chun smiled maliciously.

Jason was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "I like you."

After several consecutive bickering failures, he has fully realized that if he wants to defeat Yuanchun, he must first abandon the useless emotion of shyness.

When I feel indifferent, it will be someone else who is embarrassed!

Only magic can defeat magic!

Yuanchun rarely felt choked, and thought to himself, this person's evolution is so fast!

"This is my phone," Jason didn't finish, he took the phone away from Yuanchun, swiped the screen to look through the information, and asked slowly, "Why do you use my phone?"

Yuanchun said confidently: "Because I don't have one."

In this information age where almost everyone owns a smart phone, it is quite strange not to have a mobile phone, and Yuanchun’s condition does not seem to be unaffordable (although she has no money now).

But she just didn't, maybe she lost it during a fight or running before losing her memory.

Jason's mobile phone is almost as good as it is. His machine is brand new, and the APPs are only pre-installed. The address book, call records, chat records, web browsing records, etc. are all blank. There is no valuable information. I don't know. Is it not used before, or it was cleaned up after use.

"That's why you said you took a lot of photos of me, which is all a lie." Jason said in an affirmative tone.

Yuanchun: "..."

It's fake at first glance, but why are you only reacting now?We've all had a cold war with this nihilistic possibility already!

"You don't have a mobile phone, but I do." Jason smiled triumphantly on his handsome and young face under the mask, "I'm still the boss in the East District, so I should be very rich. Miss, do you still want to make your debut now? I'll recommend you."

Yuanchun: "..."

Am I deprived of rights by bodyguards?