Personality V: I will save everything

"Hmm! This donut tastes good, Jack, try it!" Claude said happily. As he spoke, he broke off half of the donut in his hand that had been bitten, and then handed it to Jack enthusiastically.

The appearance of this donut is very tempting. Its surface is covered with a thick layer of strawberry-flavored icing, and the icing is dotted with some small strawberry particles, which makes people salivate at the first sight.

When Claude broke the donut open, he could see that the batter inside was a light pink. Apparently, other special seasonings were added during the production process, making the whole donut exude a rich strawberry aroma.

Jack took the half donut from Claude and carefully took a bite. Instantly, a sweet taste filled his mouth, a perfect blend of the sweetness of strawberries and the richness of frosting.

Jack couldn't help but close his eyes, savoring the wonderful taste, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Maybe I can try to recreate this donut..." Jack was interrupted by Joseph and Claude's screams before he could finish his words.

"Stop!" Joseph shouted in horror.

"No! Absolutely not!" Claude also echoed.

They both reacted so violently, as if Jack had just made a horrific suggestion.

Jack's culinary skills have always been a mystery. While he's always passionate about cooking, the results are often less than ideal. Once, he attempted a simple omelette, only to burn it and nearly set the kitchen on fire.

So, when Jack said he wanted to recreate the donut, Joseph and Claude immediately imagined the kitchen being blown to pieces and the inedible "dark cuisine".

"Please, Jack, don't bother with that," Joseph said with a wry smile. "You could have thanked God on your knees if you hadn't blown up the kitchen."

"That's right, we don't want to eat carbon as a meal." Claude also nodded quickly to show his agreement.

Faced with the two people's strong opposition, Jack seemed a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and smiled helplessly, as if he also realized the limitations of his cooking skills.

No way, if he could realize that, he wouldn't be Jack.

But it was obvious that Joseph was secretly planning to use his authority as a butler to forbid Jack from entering the kitchen again. If he did it a few more times, the manor would be set on fire by him.

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There was clearly a happy atmosphere at the scene, people were laughing and talking to each other, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

However, Mr. Reasoning always felt something was wrong, especially the building behind him, which always gave him the feeling that someone was watching him in secret.

He couldn't help but turn his head again and again and look out the window, trying to catch that vague gaze.

Finally, after his unremitting efforts, he saw a reflective object. It was an extremely tiny flash of light, but under Mr. Reasoning's keen insight, it seemed extremely dazzling.

Mr. Reasoner, with his years of experience on the battlefield, instantly realized what it was—it was a sniper rifle scope! A strong sense of unease surged in his heart, and he shouted without hesitation, "Danger!!! Get down!!!"

His voice was particularly abrupt in the noisy crowd.

Sheriff Jose reacted immediately, and pounced on Miss Truth who was sitting next to him, and even reached out to pull down Mr. Claude who was across from Miss Truth.

At this moment, there was a "bang" and a bullet came rushing like lightning, flying straight towards Jack.

Mr. Reasoning was extremely anxious and tried his best to stop this from happening. He quickly rushed towards Jack and tried to knock him down to avoid the bullet.

However, no matter how fast he is, how can it compare to the speed of a bullet?

In an instant, the bullet mercilessly penetrated Jack's head, and blood splattered like a fountain.

Jack's body fell straight down like a puppet with its strings cut, his eyes wide open, as if he had not yet recovered from the sudden change.

"Damn it!" Mr. Reasoning cursed in his heart. He rushed forward with all his strength and finally succeeded in knocking Jack to the ground.

However, despite his extremely quick movements, he was still a step too late - the fatal bullet pierced Jack's head mercilessly like lightning.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and Jack's body shook violently, then he fell limply to the ground as if he had lost his support.

Mr. Reasoning also fell due to inertia, and his body fell heavily on Jack.

He ignored his own pain and quickly propped himself up, holding Jack's head tightly with one hand and desperately covering the shocking bullet hole on Jack's head with the other hand.

Blood continued to seep out from between his fingers, staining Mr. Reasoner's palms and sleeves red.

His heart beat rapidly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart was filled with despair and helplessness.

He knew that doing so would be futile.

If the bullet had only hit Jack, then as long as he covered the wound in time to stop the bleeding, there might still be a glimmer of hope.

However, the bullet hit Jack's head, and at that moment, Jack's life was completely extinguished.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Mr. Reasoning cursed in his heart, and regret surged into his heart like a tide.

How could he be so careless?

Why didn’t you notice the abnormality outside the window?

If they hadn't chosen the seat with the floor-to-ceiling window, if he had realized earlier that someone might mistakenly identify Mr. Jack and Mr. Joseph because of the incident with tuberose and DM, then perhaps all this could have been avoided.

Now that it had happened, he was powerless to do anything but watch the consequences unfold, a feeling that filled him with immense pain and self-blame, as if the whole world was laughing at his stupidity and negligence.

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Bright blood splashed onto the white dining table like a fountain. The dessert that was originally delicately arranged and exuding an enticing aroma was now dyed a shocking red, as if it were a bloody feast.

The room that was just filled with laughter and joy suddenly became deathly silent. The cheerful sounds seemed to be torn apart in an instant, leaving only an eerie silence.

At this critical moment, Inspector Jose suddenly caught a glimpse of Mr. Joseph sitting there leisurely, sipping his tea calmly!

"Not good!" Sheriff Jose's heart tightened and he shouted hurriedly, "Get down!"

However, although his reaction was fast enough, he was still a step late.

There was a "bang" sound, and another bullet rushed out like lightning, like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly cutting through the air.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Sheriff Jose's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He watched helplessly as the fatal bullet whizzed towards Mr. Joseph, and he was powerless to do anything.

No matter how quick he moved, it was impossible for him to get up from the ground in such a short moment and then pounce on Mr. Joseph who was far away from him like an arrow.

But a miracle happened. When the bullet was less than five centimeters away from Mr. Joseph's head, it was as if the pause button was pressed, just like you are watching a video and suddenly press the end button. It just stopped and did not move.

Joseph slowly picked up his cup, drank the little tea left in it, and then gently placed the cup back on the table, as if this action took a lot of effort. His eyes fell on Jack across from him. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke:

"Jack, you could have dodged that just now, couldn't you?"

His voice was soft, but it contained a questioning tone that was impossible to ignore.

However, just as Joseph finished speaking, a shocking scene happened - Jack, who had been shot in the head and should have been dead long ago, actually sat up from the ground as if nothing had happened!

Jack's movements seemed a little stiff, and his body seemed to have not fully recovered, but his eyes were unusually clear. He looked at Joseph and slowly replied:

"It would have been possible if Mr. Reasoning hadn't pounced on me."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating a very common fact.

In fact, Jack did have many ways to dodge the bullet. The best one was to make himself invisible and turn himself into a cloud of mist, so that the bullet would pass through him directly without causing any harm to him.

However, Jack did not choose to do so because he knew that if he really turned his body into a hollow body, then Mr. Reasoning who rushed towards him would fall directly to the ground, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Even though I know I won't be killed by the bullet, I still feel pain when it hits my body.

Jack gave up dodging and chose to take the blow.

After all, compared to his own safety, he cares more about Mr. Reasoning's safety.

The reason is simple. Mr. Reasoning is so similar to Naib that he subconsciously protects him as a "family member".

He lay on the ground motionless because he was so shocked. He didn't expect that someone would dare to shoot him.