I had one more important thing to do before heading to the health center, and after dodging Debbie's email bombardment.

From afar, I took Norris to the immigration bureau on Hope Street, where the first floor of the building was the office, the second floor was where the queue was for a short-term residence permit, and the third floor was the Public Freight Bureau, and their lost and found, where all the worthless and worthless things were picked up and put in for tagging, waiting for the careless owners to come and claim them.

Very few people will come to this place so far away, if you lose it, you will lose it, and there are still a few people who really come to take away their treasures, and most of them will find another home under the cleaning and sorting of the staff, and they will re-number it according to the degree of new and old, and place it on the third floor to open the door

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