Hatred only made the other party stronger, but conversely, it also made their weaknesses more obvious. Previously, the Avenger had been in the dark. This time, the other party had no choice but to show itself. Tik’s wife was still here! The opponent, who wanted to complete their revenge, would definitely want to personally kill Tik’s wife and not leave it to Bondy for the trial. Otherwise, there would have been no need to send a monster to follow a woman who was so frightened, she was almost on the brink of collapse. Obviously, Bondy had also thought of this. “Because this wasn’t my responsibility in the first place.” “So that’s how it went.” After analyzing the whole situation, Jason was relieved. After all, the situation at hand was not the worst. The mysterious side person, who could create the weird scene at the Moon Mask club, would be dealt with by his “teacher”. He only needed to face an apprentice, who was just like him. “General against general.” “Soldier against soldier.” “Perfectly balanced.” Jason whispered in a voice that only he could hear, and then turned to look at the interrogation room. Finch, who was wearing gloves, came out with a bag full of minced meat. Jason took the paper bag from the young constable and looked toward Bondy. “The spices will be here soon.” The sheriff promised. This guarantee was efficient. When Jason returned to his room and washed the minced meat, someone had already sent the spices over. It was also worth mentioning that, during the cleaning process, the minced meat was full of curly hair due to the explosion. This meant that, when Jason cleaned it up, it took a lot of extra work. The person who was sent to deliver the spices was a familiar young man: Finch. Moreover, this young man had not only sent spices but also brought some bread. “Your Excellency, Jason, where do you need me to put this?” Finch carefully asked while holding more than ten palm-sized cloth bags. Spices were not a cheap commodity. Spices were expensive, be it in Rhode or any other city in West Walker. The spices he had in his hand were worth at least three weeks of salary. “Let’s put it on the desk.” Jason signaled, then brought out the large pot with minced meat and began to put in turmeric, cinnamon, fragrant leaves, and a little white wine. Then, he thoroughly stirred. Jason planned to make more delicious food, but he didn’t have many options, as he had only one bag of minced meat to work with. Under the conditions of not having to add other ingredients and wanting to finish the dish as soon as possible, stew was the best choice. The young constable was watching. “Your Excellency, Jason, is this a necessary step in dealing with monsters?” Finch asked curiously. “I call it… an exorcism ritual!” As he said this, Jason put the iron pot on the stove and started to pour in enough water, before covering the lid. “Why is it so similar to normal cooking?” Finch walked out of the room, still whispering to himself. Then, the young constable quickly shook his head and said, “No, it must be me who does not understand the process!” “How could Lord Jason’s exorcism ritual be cooking?” As he whispered to himself, he also quickly disappeared into the corridor. In the room, Jason couldn’t wait to pick up the chopsticks and stared silently at the pot. When he confirmed that the meat was cooked, he quickly put the meat into his mouth. It was a little like beef. Especially with some pepper on it, it made Jason feel like he was eating black pepper beef. Alas, he still had some regrets. “Should I cook some eggs into the soup?” With this thought, Jason began to focus on the flashing text in front of his eyes. [Modest stamina recovery!] The degree of satiety required to become a night watchman was now enough!