The Demon's Menu-Chapter 826: Intermezzo in the Middle! (2)

Chapter 826 -39 Intermezzo in the Middle!_2

As for the internal strife that arose within the Wittes and Luodeni at the time?

There was simply no need for it.

There were far too many ways to achieve that, and Donna’s death as a representative of the “Hera Family” was not necessary at all.

To put it simply, it wasn’t worth it.

The investment and the return were completely disproportionate.

Therefore, in Jason’s speculation, there was only one possibility left: the “escape by faking one’s own death” tactic!

And afterward, the information Jason collected about the other party also confirmed that they seemed to have been prepared for a long time.

Starting two years ago, wearing a veil and claiming it was due to a skin disease, although most people accepted this, Jason believed it was the start of the other party’s plan.

After planning for two years, even daring to infiltrate the “Game Mansion,” how could it end so simply?

Infiltration!

With the collected information about Donna, Jason was fairly certain that Donna was very likely “The Planner” behind the scenes.

Of course, whether this Donna was the real Donna, Jason couldn’t judge.

But he hoped she was.

Otherwise, he would have even bigger problems.

Imagine for a moment, someone suddenly taking the place of another without being discovered, how strong must this person’s learning and imitation abilities be?

Moreover, the person being replaced was not just any minor figure but a ‘semi-public figure’ with the backing of the Hundred Major Families.

This can’t simply be explained by strong learning and imitation skills alone.

The person must have an extremely secretive and powerful team around them.

An even more important point, the person must have mastered some kind of secret technique!

Or perhaps…

A ritual!

These thoughts unconsciously surfaced in Jason’s mind.

Then, he was about to ask Losa 11.

Jason wanted to know more.

And the Losa 11 before him was a good person to talk to.

What could be more suitable than exchanging information with someone who knows the ins and outs of the matter?

Especially if this interlocutor is also smart.

However, just as Jason was about to speak, Losa 11 raised his head, looking at Jason with tearful eyes.

"Losa 1 knows I’m impersonating him; he’ll never let me go,”

"Let’s run away!”

"We’ve looted the wealth of the Game Mansion in Zone F, let’s run to the ‘Wasteland Territories.’ With your martial prowess, Jason, and the cooperation of Billder, Roslor, Pers, and Galen, it can surely be done easily!”

Losa 11 pleaded, looking at Jason with anticipation.

Jason frowned.

Things didn’t seem to be as he had expected.

Losa 11 didn’t seem to have discovered anything unusual.

Just pure fear of his older brother?

"Jason, you don’t know how terrifying that guy is!”

"If he finds out about this, I’m sure to be skinned alive, and moreover… my past worthless life will be seen by him as deception; he hates being deceived.”

"So, after I’m skinned, I’ll definitely be coated with honey, and then thrown into an ant nest.”

While saying this, Losa 11 started crying uncontrollably again out of fear.

Watching a grown man cry, Jason maintained his silence once again.

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He really didn’t know what to say.

So, he just added an order for a portion of roast lamb chops to his wrist computer (Note: extra cumin, extra spicy).

The lamb shank was crispy and tender.

The chops were marbled with fat and lean.

Two kinds of food from the same creature, yet with completely different textures, truly made Jason marvel at the wonders of creation.

After crying for a few minutes and hearing the chewing sounds, Losa 11 looked up again.

Seeing Jason big bites of lamb shank, he was stunned, and his crying involuntarily stopped.

"Jason, now’s not the time to eat!”

"We need to plan our escape!”

Losa 11 said with a mournful face to Jason.

"Too late,”

Jason replied without looking up.

Too late?

Losa 11 blinked, and then the “Losa Family” eleventh-in-line heir, who had styled himself as a good-for-nothing, thought of something and immediately ran outside like a madman.

Jason glanced at his retreating figure and shook his head slightly.

He wasn’t trying to fool Losa 11 just now.

It was indeed too late!

Once Send 3 had left this place, everything was destined.

But this had nothing to do with Jason.

In fact, to some extent, everything that had happened was very beneficial to him.

Murky waters are the best for fishing.

Not to mention that he currently had a roast lamb shank in hand.

Isn’t the roast lamb shank delicious?

Or are the chops that will be served shortly not tasty enough?

Just wait quietly.

…

Send 3 returned to his car with a pale face.

It was a trap!

Everything was a trap!

Leave!

Leave immediately!

Otherwise, his life was at risk!

With such thoughts flooding his brain, Send 3 immediately instructed his secretary.

"Edel, to the family shelter in Zone F!”

The middle-aged secretary was a bit startled but quickly made arrangements.

As the hovercar began its swift movement and no pursuers emerged from the “Game Mansion,” Send 3 finally felt somewhat relieved.

"Young master, what happened?”

The middle-aged secretary couldn’t hold back his question.

"We fell into a trap,”

"Losa 11’s target was never Send 8!”

"It was me!”

Send 3 quickly recounted everything that had just occurred.

Instantly, the middle-aged secretary was shocked.

Even somewhat at a loss.

Is the entire “Losa Family” mad?

The father is like this.

The eldest brother is like this.

Even the youngest, who had always pretended to be a waste, is like this.

How could one person plan something that implicates the “Send Family,” the “Gibson Family,” the “Hera Family,” and the “Amiel Family?”