"Dr. Bitman!"

"Oh, dear Miss Rost, welcome."

Ada's full name is Ada Rost.

The psychiatric clinic in the small town of Pennsylvania seemed to be doing well, and just as they were entering, a middle-aged man walked out.

"My dad has depression, so he often treats it here, and although I haven't tried it, my dad says it's good." Ida laughed and said to Catherine.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Catherine laughed.

Ada, who seemed to be familiar with Bitman, walked over and talked to Bitman about Catherine's annoyance.

Bitman then asked about Catherine again, and nodded.

"Okay, there's the clinic over there, please wait for me there, and I'll write you a little report."

Catherine walked into the back hut, and Ida walked to the side of the walkway, which had a strange design, the walkway was a cul-de-sac, and there were two stools on which Ida sat on.

There have been many cases in the United States where female patients have been forced to piston by doctors, but because Ida is sitting outside the window, Catherine is not worried.

And although Bitman doesn't seem to be a talent, he is very wooden, not like that kind of person.

There are two beds in the house.

One seems to be a gynecological bed, while the other is a comfortable soft bed.

"You're hypnotizing for the first time...... Come, lie down here. ”

Bitman cleaned up the soft bed, and Catherine lay down.

Bitman turns on the timer, and the clock clicks and clicks, making a "click" sound.

"Take it easy ......"

He looked at Catherine with a smile.

"Okay, look at me. You're feeling sleepy right now......"

Following Bitman's guidance, Catherine gradually relaxed.

"I'll ask you a few questions now."

"Hmmm......"

Catherine seemed to be in a daze, she seemed to see a field, and she seemed to be floating in the sea, but it seemed to be soaring in the sky again......

At this time, Bitman's originally wooden eyes became sharp, or rather...... Lustful eyes.

"You feel a lot of stuffiness in your chest right now......"

"Then, you want to take off all your clothes."

"Put your hands on your chest and answer me a few questions now......"

"How does it feel to be blasphemous? Do you like it? ”

"It's not bad, but I don't like it, because I'm going to be irritable all day."

Bitman was stunned for a moment.

What Chinese language is this?

Answer: This is Chinese.

But alas, he didn't understand.

But Bitman seems to be a veteran, and he's ready to continue.

"Take it easy, right now, you want to do the thing that makes you feel the most happy, and that's self-blasphemy."

Catherine gradually pulled her skirt up, and Bitman eagerly began to unbelt her trousers.

And at this moment, he suddenly saw that a policeman seemed to be at the door, and he was talking to Ida about something.

Damn it! I forgot to pay my taxes!

The IRS is one of the most vicious organizations in the United States - there is none.

Even the think tank of Comrade Ao Guanhai (Bama) has two figures planted in their hands. Going back in the '20s, the United States was also in turmoil, and it was the same tax office that caught the gang bosses -- the kind of people the FBI found tricky.

Bitman quietly walked to the door, then opened the door and walked out.

"Sir......" he looked at the officer with a gentle smile.

"You're Mr. Bitman?"

Ida watched from the sidelines, and Bitman was sweating profusely in a panic. But in any case, he sent the other party away temporarily.

At the same time, Catherine has already pushed her panties aside, and then began her first self-desolation.

But her will is not here, but recalls the love action movies and love thrillers she has watched, and countless actions seem to coincide with her hand......

"Paradise ......"

She seemed to see it.

And when Bitman opened the door, Catherine's finger happened to be taken out.

"Damn ......"

Bitman looked at the time, it was already about the same.

"Alright...... Now, you feel refreshed...... When I count to 10, you'll be energetic......",

Catherine gradually came to her senses, and she felt that her mind was incomparably clearer, and there was no more pleasant emotion than that.

"Okay, how does it feel?"

"Some...... Comfortable. ”

It looks like it's going to float up.

As soon as they walked out, Ada immediately greeted her.

"Okay, right?"

"It seems to feel good."

It's like I've become lighter, and that's a nice feeling.

"I'm sorry, because there was a little accident in the middle of the way, and the treatment effect this time was not good, so I will waive your fee."

Bitman looked at the two with a kind smile, then pulled out another business card.

"This is my business card, welcome to come back in the future, I can give you a 5% discount."

"Thank you." Catherine took the business card.

"Alright, it's time for us to go."

Catherine glanced back at Ada, only to see that the glass of the window had been turned into a mirror when it looked out from the outside.

"So there was this kind of mirror at this time......"

Catherine nodded thoughtfully.

They soon left, and Bitman looked at the ticket in disgust.

"Aren't you feeling upset?"

"Yes."

Catherine's face seemed to be a little red, and she seemed to suspect that she had peed her pants.

"Maybe next time you can come here to check it out, you know, what a funny thing happened to Dr. Bitman just now......"

Ida told me all about the IRS's arrival.

No one in the United States is afraid of the government or the police. But when it comes to the IRS, there will be many people who gnash their teeth with hatred. The United States is a "country of ten thousand taxes," and the inspectors of the IRS are not only tall and proficient in their professions, but they also carry weapons and equipment that are not inferior to those of professional police officers.

For example, there was a Japanese immigrant dentist named Murata, and in order to investigate his tax evasion, the IRS spent more than a month finding the patients one by one through the car license plate numbers recorded by guò, and copied their invoices. It turned out that there were many poor people who were cheaper, and as a result, Murata undercharged about 10% of their consultation fees, and if the patient paid in cash, he did not invoice the patient.

In the end, the dentist was convicted "of tax evasion, fraud, concealment of evidence, forgery...... and nine other crimes. He was sentenced to three years in prison, fined $24 million in tax evasion, paid $5 million in back taxes, and was released without bail. ”

All in all, it's an organization that digs three feet into the ground to collect taxes.

Catherine had made a silent decision here.

You can't offend the IRS in any way, and you can't save the taxes you should pay......

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