Julie let out a suddenugh and looked up at Jason, "Bite the bullet? Let''s just save it, no need for the trouble." Jason raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?"


    "I''ve got cervical cancer, advanced stage. Not much time left," Julie said, "no point in wasting a bullet now."


    "So that''s how it is," Jason nodded. "You''ve been holding on for so long, and now you''re going after Anastasia because of your diagnosis."


    He had been wondering why Julie suddenly seemed so impatient when he came to question her.


    Julie had stopped resisting now, just regretting that she had so many chances but never seeded. After questioning Julie, Jason left the interrogation room.


    A colleague came over, joking, "Jason, looks like your angel has arrived."


    Thinking it was Monica, Jason handed off the remaining tasks to his colleague and headed outside.


    But instead of Monica, he found Alisa holding a thermos.


    Over the past few months, Alisa had been dropping off all sorts of things-scarves and sweaters when it was cold, new clothes when it was hot. The station was buzzing with gossip.


    People were talking about Jason and Alisa, given that Alisa was the widow of a hero, and many in the station were rooting for them.


    Jason, caught up with his cases and unaware of the station''s gossip, was hearing the nickname "angel" for Alisa for the first time. "Jason."


    Alisa approached with a smile, "Got a moment? I made you some pigeon soup, thought you could use something to nourish yourself."


    "Anastasia, I''ve told you, you don''t have to go to all this trouble. And please, no more deliveries, it doesn''t look good with the colleagues," Jason said. "If you need anything, just call me."


    "What''s the harm? Haven''t we always done this over the years?" Alisa pretended not to understand, smiling. "Oh, by the way, Big Dan invited you over for dinner tonight. Are you free? The old man wants to have a drink with you. Ever since Will passed, he''s seen you as a son. It''s been a while since youst visited."


    Normally, Jason would decline, but this was an invite from Big Dan, something he couldn''t refuse.


    "Alright, I''ll head over once I''m done here," Jason said. "Been swampedtely, haven''t had a chance to visit Uncle Lin."


    "Understood. Hank mentioned earlier, the station''s been busy, especially with that fugitive who''s been on the run for a year finally caught." Alisa handed the thermos to Jason, adding, "I''ll head back and start cooking then. Be there by six to keep Big Danpany." Jason nodded, "Will do."


    With a knowing smile, Alisa left, and Jason carried the thermos back to his office.


    Just then, his colleague Hank came by, and Jason offered, "Here, take this. Heard you''ve been under the weather, might help."


    "Really? Thanks, Jason," Hank dly epted. "Heard a lot about your angel''s cooking skills. Today''s a good day to try."


    "Cut it out, no ''angel'' talk," Jason rified. "Alisa and I aren''t what you think."


    "Jason, it''s clear Anastasia has a thing for you, anyone can see it," Hank said while enjoying the soup. "After Will died saving you, you looking after her and her kid, we all thought it was only a matter of time before you two ended up together." "She''ll always be Anastasia to me. Will died saving me; looking after her and her daughter is my duty," Jason exined. "I have a girlfriend."


    "Who?" Hank couldn''t resist asking.


    Thinking of Monica, Jason''s expression softened, "You know her."


    After a moment, Hank realized, "Monica? Jason, younded Monica? She''s a catch, man. You two together, that''s like a match made in heaven." Monica wasn''t just any catch; in an ordinary crowd, she stood out significantly.


    With an annual ie in the millions, many men dreamt of marrying someone like her.


    Monica was financially more sessful than Jason, but with his promising career ahead, having just been promoted, he had a bright future.