The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 72 Duke

Monsters are picky eaters!

When Tick was kidnapped, the infant 'Herken' spat out the half-horse it had eaten.

Also, in the previous incident of police disappearance and murder, the one who was Kurz's dead man should have also been spit out.

Do not eat live 'food', but eat dead ones?

Unless, 'Helken' is a scavenger.

And this possibility is not impossible, but it needs to be confirmed.

But the more important point: if the monster-level 'Herken' doesn't eat these corpses, then the remaining monsters raised by Kurz cannot eat the 'disappeared corpses' so much as the remaining ones!

The size of the 'Laughter' and the 'Trickster' determines their food intake.

Even with a large number, it is impossible to eat hundreds or thousands of corpses in a short period of time.

'Submarine'?

The size is very large, and most of the time it remains in a normal state.

'Gelung Hound' and 'Kmeetia' are also not monsters with big appetites.

so……

Someone is laying out!

Or, someone is misleading him!

gave him a reason.

And the real 'disappearing corpse'?

Jason thought of this and looked at Bundy.

I have a little doubt that needs to be confirmed.

wait for me a bit.

Finch, the carriage.

After Jason finished speaking, he shouted directly at the young man.

Understood, Your Excellency Jason.

The young man who was used to driving for Jason immediately ran out.

And Jason made a 'be careful' gesture to Bundy without a trace before leaving quickly.

The sheriff suddenly became alert.

Temporarily block the scene!

Leave the necessary guards, and leave the rest.

Bundy issued the order.

Immediately, everyone followed their orders.

Fremont came over and asked quietly:

Don't you need some explosives?

I'm a good grenadier!

Having said that, Fremont gestured for a throwing action.

Fremont, you are a dentist.

Bundy reminded his advisors.

Are you doubting my ability to work part-time?

Fremont asked in a serious tone.

No, no no!

I have no doubts about your part-time ability.

I just haven't seen you pull your teeth.

Bundy waved his hand, turned around and walked out. He swore that he would never look to Fremont to see his teeth in his life, but Fremont was right. Just in case, it was better to get some dynamite.

...

Your Excellency Jason, where are we going?

asked Finch, who jumped into the driver's seat.

Pea Street.

Jason answered.

Among the people Jason knew, the only person who might know about 'Herken' was that old Sir.

As for Tanir?

Jason asked each other.

However, Tanir was obviously unfamiliar with such monsters and couldn't answer at all.

As for whether the old jazz would answer his question?

In other words, was the goodwill of the old Sir a disguise?

Jason didn't think about it at all.

because……

No need at all!

If just everything is 'layout'.

Then, his behavior at this moment has already been taken into account. Under the premise that the 'layout' is seen through, the other party will definitely take action.

Therefore, it is difficult for him to reach Pea Street in the true sense.

Moreover, once the other party acts, it can also indirectly prove that this matter has little to do with the old Sir, although the goodwill shown by the other party is still open to question.

But if he really reached Pea Street successfully?

That's the worst case.

Either the layout is the old jazz.

Or someone who doesn't look down on the old jazz at all.

No matter which one it is, Jason will choose to turn his head and leave.

Then……

Real name report!

Gululu.

In the sound of the wheels, the distance to Pea Street is getting closer and closer.

Jason also became more and more vigilant.

After checking the magazines of all the firearms, Jason put the machete on his knees, and then took out the new ice hockey mask given by the old jazz.

Jason's palm stroked the new hockey mask.

There is no difference between the new one and the original one, and the material is better.

He slowly picked up the ice hockey mask, and just when Jason was about to put the ice hockey mask on his face, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Your Excellency Jason, someone is blocking the way!

Finch's voice sounded.

Then came an unfamiliar voice.

I'm sorry, Your Excellency Jason.

I stopped your carriage as a last resort.

I'd like to be able to talk to you.

The other party said politely.

Jason's mouth twitched.

He put away the wide-bladed short-handled machete, put the ice hockey mask beside him, and said straightly, Yes.

With Jason's agreement, a well-dressed man appeared outside the car door.

The other party wears gold-rimmed glasses, a high silk hat on his head, a white shirt, a beige vest, a blue-black jacket, beige trousers, and leather shoes without any smudges, reflecting light leather. light.

In his hand he was holding a cane.

Although Jason's permission has been obtained, the other party did not open the door directly, but changed the posture of holding the cane from his right hand to his left armpit.

Then, with his free right hand, the other party knocked on the door.

Boom, boom, boom.

Very rhythmic percussion.

Not hurriedly.

Then, the other party took a step back and waited for Jason to open the door.

After Jason opened the door, the sudden visitor took off his hat, put it on the left side, covered his cane, and bowed slightly.

Visit you at my own risk.

I'm really sorry.

Can we talk in the carriage?

While talking, he looked inside the carriage, waiting for Jason's signal.

When Jason nodded again, the other party stepped onto the carriage.

I'm Duke!

I thought it was carefully arranged, but I didn't expect you to see through it directly.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a 'night watchman'.

Entering the carriage, the other party said simply after sitting down.

In the words, with obvious compliments.

But Jason's vigilance did not relax at all.

Whether it's the other party's full set of etiquette just now, or the compliment at the moment, in Jason's view, it is a kind of disguise. Anyone who truly believes in a person who can make a pile of corpses for disguise in a short period of time is a kind of etiquette. Gentlemen's words, that is the brain disease.

So Jason kept his cool.

He looked at each other and suddenly asked:

What does 'Helken' eat?

Herken likes to eat meat, but it needs to be high-quality meat, especially in the juvenile and growing periods, and he is more picky.

The man named Duke replied instinctively.

Then, he suddenly patted his forehead.

I see.

I was really negligent. I didn't expect Kurz, a 'new animal trainer', to have a juvenile 'Herken'!

The other party answered with a smile on his face, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

Seems to be really annoyed by this little mistake.

However, Jason's eyes were full of coldness.

The other party is lying.