From time to time, he would add stories to the Dark Knight he wrote.

Effect?

You can tell just by looking at the people around you.

The effect is not generally good.

"The Flute Newspaper, I'll buy it and read it when I'm done."

The owner of ‘Yanan Food Shop’ had never read the flute newspaper, but after seeing the expressions of the people around him, he immediately became curious.

"Then can you tell me more about Jason the Night Watchman?"

The freckled young man asked.

"certainly."

"When I first met Jason, I thought he was the older brother who bought breakfast for the family..."

The owner of ‘Yanan Food Shop’ began to talk.

Outside the crowd, a tall figure hiding in the corner turned and left.

Returning to Lord, the location where Jason appears is the location where he left before.

It is naturally quite close to the ‘Yanan Food Shop’.

Almost subconsciously, Jason wanted to buy five breakfasts.

But as I got closer, I heard what the bald boss was saying.

Jason knew that he would never be able to show up at this time.

Unless he wants to be stopped by a group of people and watch like a monkey.

After turning out of the side street, Jason walked straight to Kensing Street.

"Bring me a newspaper!"

Jason raised his hand and took out a copper horn.

When he returned to Lod, not only his clothes had changed into his previous clothes.

Even the money bag is there.

There are 104 gold grams, 27 silver grams, 19 copper grams, and 2 copper corners.

This saved Jason quite a bit of trouble.

After all, having money can always solve most problems.

"August 28th?"

"It should have been early morning on August 20th when I left."

"A little over a week?"

Jason glanced at the date on the newspaper and then at the titles of each page without stopping.

He arrived at Kensington Street very quickly.

Went into the flower shop that Finch mentioned before.

The flower shop at this moment was also damaged to a certain extent, but it was not closed.

"Hello, what do you need?"

The boss who was repairing the house looked at Jason who walked in and asked immediately.

"Are there any white flowers?"

Jason asked.

The boss immediately showed a look of understanding.

People who come to his place recently buy white flowers.

Too many people died on the ‘Disaster Day’.

"Is it an elder, wife, brother, or child?"

The boss asked in as gentle a voice as possible.

"elder."

Jason replied.

"Elder?"

"What kind of person is he?"

The boss continued to ask.

As the owner of a flower shop and a survivor of this 'disaster day', he thought it was necessary to inquire clearly.

Not out of curiosity.

Just want to try my best.

Help more people with his familiar knowledge.

"A man worthy of respect."

Jason said.

"That's it, those white chrysanthemums..."

"I want this bouquet of edelweiss."

The florist owner pointed at the flowers on the side and wanted to recommend them, but was interrupted by Jason.

Jason looked at a bouquet of edelweiss.

He took out 1 copper gram and put it on the counter.

This is the price tag for this bouquet of edelweiss.

The store manager was stunned.

"Do you know his flower language?"

Jason replied as he walked out.

"Important memories and..."

"courage!"
Chapter completed!