Chapter 1: No dogs at the start ...

Who would like to be peeped into life?
nobody.
And after discovering that he was being peeped, he said frankly, "Wish you good morning, good afternoon, and good night", what kind of despair and pain have you experienced?
Jason doesn't know this.
But after knowing that he was being peeped, Jason couldn't calm down.
He was sitting there wearing a mask, with his broad-bladed short-handed machete on his knee, and the notebook in his hand turned to the second page.
Directly chose [Fried Meat Crispy Roll].
After 7 points of fullness, more content appeared on the notebook.
【The black cloth covered my eyes. 】
【But the fragrance ......】
[Still tangy. 】
【Remember: It's hot after cold appetizer, it's a bit hot】
Uh ...
Then, √ appeared behind the appetizer [Fried Meat Crispy Roll].
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[Background: You suffering from post-traumatic stress syndrome, not only spent the allowance for treatment, but also left the veteran hospital with determination, you are ragged, wearing a blanket, pushing a trolley to walk in this familiar and strange City, in three years, it has already changed. The old legends are still there, and the new ones? It gradually began to spread ...]
[Main task: Obtain city recognition within 60 days. 】
[Obtain the temporary language, it will disappear automatically when leaving the copy]
[Temporary change of clothing, appearance, equipment, automatic recovery when leaving the copy]
【Detection of gunpowder-free weapons】
(Hint: Please enjoy your hot appetizer)
Uh ...
After Jason saw everything, the notebook closed.
As before, he entered a strange world.
Jason immediately checked himself.
The gray-brown coat is fairly clean, but the cuffs and elbows have long been worn and faded, revealing the white knitted part.
Dark blue jeans, you ca n’t see whether it is clean or not, but the belt is only half of it, the front position is lost, only the part that just fits into the buckle is left, and the abrupt camouflage T-shirt is broken, A black blanket was draped over his body, down his shoulders, covering most of his back against the cold wind in the morning.
Calling.
Jason opened his mouth and exhaled in white breath.
He looked down at the trolley in front of him, a few plastic bottles, a few cans, a few pieces of paper, and ...
His ice hockey mask and wide-blade short-handle chopper are at the bottom.
Extended his hand, index finger through the trolley wire gap, touched his mask, wide-blade short-handle machete, and suddenly felt relieved.
"Hobo."
Although there is no proof, Jason easily confirmed his identity.
This look can be recognized as long as it is not blind.
"Obtained city approval within 60 days?"
Looking at this main mission description, Jason frowned.
The scope of this recognition refers to a bit larger.
Or rather, the recognition of a city.
Is the city itself?
Or people in the city?
Fortunately, the latter is a category that Jason can understand.
If it is the former?
Cities are conscious!
Not to mention how to get the recognition of a conscious city.
The existence of such a city alone is enough to make Jason shudder.
A city with consciousness.
Yeah ...
What are the people living in this city?
Cells?
Or bacteria?
Jason shook his head and temporarily suppressed this idea, he began to look around.
At this moment, he should be in a Jiexin Park.
The extinguished street lamp, the slightly rising sun, told Jason about the approximate time.
The bench behind should be his previous bed.
There were also several newspapers on the ground that served as ‘futon’.
Jason bent over and picked it up, so he sat on the bench and looked at the newspaper.
Has considerable experience in familiarizing with a strange place.
Among them, obtaining the corresponding information is the first step.
But the content in the newspaper made Jason frown.
"Women's Serial Missing Case!" 》
"The Ripper at Night!" 》
"Echo of the Hanging Dead!" 》
Uh ...
A series of cases, Jason opened other, there are entertainment, current affairs news, but the news of similar cases accounted for most.
.20
Jason glanced at the date
According to the wear and tear of the newspaper, it is definitely not the last one or two days.
"Need to look at the nearest newspaper."
Jason thought, stood up and pushed his cart out.
There will be no new newspapers in Street Heart Park.
There are only people who get up early and do morning exercises.
There are men and women.
Most of them are elderly people.
Therefore, when a young man appears, it is undoubtedly attractive.
Especially when the young man is still a good-looking woman.
The other party wore a blue lapel suit, biased towards the workplace, but also with a hint of leisure, a black, gray, and white plaid scarf around his neck, wearing small leather shoes with heels, but not high.
Carries a black leather shoulder bag on the back.
At this moment, the other party is holding a photo and whispering to the old man in the morning exercise.
When she saw Jason looking here, the lady immediately shouted:
"Hello, please wait."
Jason frowned.
He doesn't want to cause any trouble for the time being.
Subconsciously, Jason was about to leave.
However, as the lady approached, a faint, sweet smell appeared in Jason's nose.
Instinctively, Jason stopped.
He turned around and looked at the other person's backpack.
Baked honey cookies?
Is wrong.
Is kind of like a cake.
Added a lot of egg liquid and sugar.
Just released.
The entrance should be very soft.
Quickly ran to the lady in front of Jason, noticed Jason's eyes, and immediately opened the backpack to take out a hot paper bag.
"If you don't dislike it, please take it."
"I made this by myself."
"I am Giselle, a pastry chef."
Ms. introduced herself, and then passed the paper bag.
Jason raised his hand and took the paper bag.
"Jason, the tramp."
"No money for the time being, if there is money, I will pay you back."
Jason will never accept alms for no reason.
Even food.
"no, I'm fine."
"If you see the girl in the photo."
"Please tell me."
"She is my sister ~ EbookFREE.me ~ has been missing for three days, I am very worried about her."
Said the pastry chef, and took out a photo.
There are two people in the picture, standing close together and smiling at the camera.
One is the pastry chef himself, and the other is a girl who is a little younger than the pastry chef. They have similar facial features.
"Ok."
Jason nodded.
"I really appreciate it."
Said that after the pastry chef gave Jason a piece of paper with an address and contact number, he walked to another person and continued the same conversation as Jason.
At the same time, a small packet of pastry and paper was sent out.
There is no doubt that Jason ’s handwritten address and contact phone slip are not the first and will not be the last one.
Just under Jason ’s watch, the female pastry chef has already given many people this piece of paper.
Because you are too anxious and worried, but not cautious enough?
Jason looked at the other person's back, silently thinking.
Then, he found a sheltered place and opened the paper bag.
The fragrance came.
Really good breakfast.
Jason thought.
And at this time-
"Hey, everyone, let's see, are homeless people also eligible to eat pastries?"