When they arrived at the barbeque shop, the place was already filled with many people. The atmosphere was lively and the business was booming.

As usual, Jack chose a seat by the window. At this time, the waiter walked over and gave Jack a strange look.

Because of the previous events and because Jack was tall and handsome, she had a deep impression of him. She even hoped to get to know him one day and develop a relations.h.i.+p with him.

However, every time, Jack would bring girls here to eat, and they were all very beautiful. He had brought Aisha and a mature woman who looked aloof but was s.e.xy and plump.

After that, she dismissed this unrealistic thought.

“What do you want to eat?”

Jack sent the menu over, and Monica only ordered some barbecue and beer.

At this moment, there was a burst of discussion from the side.

“Hey, look at the live broadcast of death. It's too exciting. Aubrey and the other three were all sliced into human sticks. It's not a waste of my night waiting.”

A fat man was talking about the deeds of the Death Inquisitor. He was talking about that scene where Aubrey's saliva was flying everywhere.

“I've also watched it. The entire police force in Circa.s.sia has been scammed. It's really amazing. In the follow-up reports, the police found that Aubrey's bas.e.m.e.nt actually had hundreds of dried bones. They were so angry that they jumped on the spot. Now that the matter has been exposed, I heard that the ma.s.ses are now questioning the ability of the police force.”

“F*ck, that's amazing. I even heard that over 10,000 police officers were deployed, but they couldn't even get a glimpse of the Death Judge. They were all fooled. How satisfying. Come, let's toast to our superhero, the Death Judge.”

“Come, brothers, let's go!”

Jack listened to the comments around him and laughed bitterly. He didn't expect that a live broadcast would cause such a huge commotion.

The waiter served the dishes very quickly. Three buckets of beer were brought to the table. Jack looked at Monica suspiciously and said, “Can you hold your liquor?”

“As long as you can. Come, let's toast to the Death Judge.” Monica raised her beer gla.s.s, clinked it with Jack's, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the large gla.s.s of beer, her face quickly turned red.

It was like a ripe apple, emitting a tempting smell.

Then, she drank her second gla.s.s, third gla.s.s…

Even the donkeys of the production team did not dare to drink like this.

Monica was indeed like the G.o.ddes of wine, and in the blink of an eye, a large barrel of beer had been emptied.

Jack's side dishes were also served, and the two of them drank beer and ate barbecue. For a moment, it seemed like life was just a simple affair.

Half an hour later, Monica had also finished Jack's beer. She casually grabbed Jack's beer gla.s.s and raised it. “Come, let's drink to the Death Judge together.”

With that, she finished the beer in one gulp.

At this time, her face was full of redness. Her snow-white neck was also tinged with a hint of red. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes. She murmured softly and fell asleep on the table with a bang.

Seeing that she had really drunk too much, Jack shook his head gently. He finished the rest of the kebabs, wiped his mouth, and paid the bill before leaving.

Jack originally wanted to carry her into the car, but he had no choice but to give up after trying a few times. He carried her by the waist.

Her body was light. It was as if she had no bones, but it was also as if she was taking a dip in the autumn water. Her body was slightly emitting a lethal fragrance. On her rosy cheeks, her eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a myriad of emotions.

“Someone is playing the drum. Woo woo…”

Monica lay on his chest, slightly exhaling hot air. A hint of embarra.s.sment appeared on Jack's face, and his heart actually sped up.

Putting Monica into the car, Jack smoked a cigarette, looked up at the deep night sky. He then extinguished the cigarette and sat in the driver's seat.

He started the car and drove to the police station. The wind from the road blew in from the window, hitting her face, and it slightly woke her up.

“Where are you taking me?” She couldn't even speak clearly.

“The police station,” Jack said.

Monica shook her head. “It's not a good idea. Do not take me to the police station. Take me to a hotel.”

Jack glanced at her. It was indeed not a good idea to bring her to the police station in that state.

He immediately turned the car around. Although he hadn't been in the city for long, he still knew a lot about the surrounding hotels. He found a hotel nearby and booked a room.

Halfway through, he carried Monica into the elevator. The men around looked at Monica and looked at Jack with envious eyes.

They all shook their heads.

The key was that Jack was too handsome. He was so physically attractive that they were somehow dumbstruck when they saw him.

If they wanted to get such a beautiful girl, there was no hope in this life.

When they came to the room, Jack placed Monica on the bed and looked at her rosy cheeks. Her mouth was mumbling, and her exquisite body twisted and turned on the bed. Even a rock would go soft at the sight of her.

Of course, Jack was no exception. However, he was not someone who would take advantage of others when they were weak and vulnerable.

“Come, let's toast to the Death Inquisitor. Um… water. I want to drink water.”

Turning over, Monica revealed her alluring peaks. For some reason, a b.u.t.ton was loosened on her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin. On both sides of her deep cleavage were two full semicircles. They were round and firm.

Jack was stunned for a moment. Then, he took a bottle of mineral water and gave it to her to drink.

Splash, Splash, Splash.

Some of it dripped onto his clothes. A small dot and a small dot. Jack did not dare to reach out to wipe them. He felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, Monica suddenly woke up. She looked at Jack with her misty eyes and said, “Do you know why I became a police officer? Why don't I want to arrest the Death Inquisitor? I have selfish motives.”

After she said that, she directly laid down and fell asleep.

Jack was stunned. What selfish motives did she have? His intuition told him that there must be a story behind this.

Then, Jack took out her hand and opened her contact list. He found Judy's phone and called her.

“h.e.l.lo, Sister Mo, where have you been? We were just about to call you,” Judy said.

“Monica is drunk and is at the hotel. Come over quickly,” Jack said the hotel's name.

Hearing that it was a man's voice, Judy's tone became a little anxious. “Who are you? What's your name? How old are you?”

As if checking the household register, Jack was a little speechless. “I'm Jack. We met last time. You'd better come quickly.”

After hanging up the phone, Judy ran over in less than ten minutes. She first checked Monica's condition when she entered the door, then came to Jack's side and stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

“Say, did you do anything disgusting to Sister Mo? Sister Mo doesn't have a boyfriend yet. If you really did that, you'll have to take responsibility.”

Jack was speechless.

“Then do you want me to do it or not?”

Judy frowned. “Of course not.”

“All right, all right. You're not a pervert. You can go.”

Jack's face was full of black lines. He got into the driver's seat but did not leave immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and Monica's voice flashed in his mind.

Was he being selfish?