In the middle of the night, the weather was clear, and there were no people in the streets, except for the occasional two or three carriages slowly passing by the window.

"After work, take a taxi carriage home in the middle of the night, and be a psychiatric nurse is really profitable." Ford said slowly.

Norma smiled and said, "You remember me." ”

"You're the only alpaca in the area." Ford's words caused Norma to cover her mouth and laugh, "What's so ridiculous, is it a joke?" I don't know what you young people are thinking. ”

"There's no need to stress the generation gap." With that, Norma laughed again.

As the car drove away, rain clouds slowly piled up in the air, and a light rain began to fall, and the road quickly became dull and wet, and the last glowing signs on the side of the road also dimmed one after another.

At a junction where Ford had just driven his carriage past stood a burly man with an umbrella, with a half-burning cigarette between his index and middle fingers, very thin. He watched slowly as the carriage faded away, took a hard puff of the cigarette in his hand, and quickly tossed it aside. He was born fierce and vicious, with a scar at the corner of his eye.

He was the most wanted man who was questioned by the two brothers on the street during the day. The wanted man stood in the darkness of the night, carrying a paper bag in his hand, waiting for someone.

The man who came out of the alley close to the wanted man was Webb James, holding a short wand in his hand and an umbrella in the other. When the two of them saw each other, they invariably quickened their pace. The two glanced at each other in tacit understanding, passed by without a sound, exchanged the things in their hands, and left without looking back.

For psychiatrists, it's time to get off work. He told Olivia to go to a tavern for a couple of drinks and a simple barbecue. This barbecue restaurant is not far from the magic material store, a short walk away.

This hotel is probably the last tavern to close in the Vatican area, and the food is affordable and the grilled food is delicious. The enchanted tabernacle in the tavern shows three girls bouncing on stage, singing the same tune that Ford played on the radio today when he was carrying the Merlins.

A thin man sat at the counter, holding a shiny piece of paper with all kinds of beautiful girls flashing on it, and there were "like" and "step" patterns next to it. He was in front of a female boss talking to the man in front of him.

There were only three of them left in the hotel. The three of them looked at each other very tacitly, the proprietress turned her head to prepare the wine and food, and the thin man waved at Robin, and immediately looked at the shiny paper in his hand. Although he couldn't make such an interesting gadget himself, he could at least buy this kind of paper called "Yoyo Yoo".

This kind of thing is called a blind date paraphernalia, and it is generally invented for those who can't find a match. If you want to enter the game, you have to fill in your personal information completely, otherwise you can only judge whether these women are good-looking in front of this thin piece of paper like this short frustrated man.

The man's name was Goran Murray, and he worked as a cleaner in a small chamber of commerce. He needs to work to this point every day to get off duty.

"I've had a lot of back pain lately." Golan sighed, scribbling his fingers across the paper.

"Gee, is the cleaner's job okay?" The hostess prepares the meal while eating the food section.

Goran didn't raise his head, and took a soft sip of the wine in his glass: "Even if I'm not there, someone will do the work for me." From a societal point of view, I'm supposed to be the kind of person who gets cleaned up. From the employer's point of view, it should be better to be younger than others. No one will say anything about me even if I take a leave of absence. ”

The proprietress laughed out loud, and Golan frowned and said, "This is not the place to laugh. ”

"Isn't it?"

"You should help me make a round." The paper in his hand jumped to the personal information column, and he held his breath as he looked at his information one by one.

Place of birth...... Degree...... Annual income...... Somatotype...... Height...... Are you married...... The whole nine yards.

He looked at his annual income of less than two hundred gold coins in a daze, and pursed his lips tightly. He took a deep breath and changed it to fifteen hundred gold coins like a thief. Fifteen hundred gold coins can be regarded as the annual income of the owner of a medium and large chamber of commerce.

Robin sat down next to Golan, the proprietress had just come up with her dishes, he glanced at the paper beside him, just raised his eyebrows slightly, grabbed his glass and took a sip, eating the steaming skewers one by one.

"Oh, the doctor has worked hard."

"Another beer." In the blink of an eye, the doctor drank all the wine in the glass, "Thank you." How's the body? The Golan? ”

Golan didn't order any other dishes, and watched the doctor eat the dishes on the table in one bite and said, "Everything is fine except for the waist, thanks to your help." ”

"Ford said I was a quack."

"Aha!" Golan grinned.

"I feel like that's what Ford would say." The proprietress said.

Robin squinted his eyes and said, "You should also persuade Ford to go to the big hospital." ”

"What's wrong with him?" The hostess asked.

"Don't you think he's weird?" Robin said.

"That guy has always been weird. Hates others, loves sarcasm, and is abandoned by parents, that will definitely have a distorted personality. ”

"No, it's something that feels more fundamental."

"Ah, speaking of which, I ran into Webb some time ago." Golan remembered something, "He said something strange, that Ford might have something to do with the girl's disappearance." ”

"How so?" The hostess didn't understand.

"No, he went to ask Ford's neighbors, who heard Ford, who lived alone, talking to people."

"Aren't you on the phone?" The proprietress said.

The doctor spoke: "I heard that the security department is tracking down the whereabouts of the gutter. ”

The proprietress clasped her hands together and said with a serious expression: "Gutter is that villain." ”

"Boss, you know, what a bad law?" Goran wondered.

"It is said that he beat up a group of drinking and troublesome thugs in a nightclub alone, and even knocked out an underground fighter with one move."

"It's all a little bit amazing......"

"Then the group of the underground fighters said they wanted to clean him up, but he killed him, and it was said that only powerful magic weapons could kill that person. It's unclear what his magic level is. ”

"Although I don't know which ones are true or false, I don't want to have anything to do with him."

"In any case, this absurd thing cannot be trusted." The doctor said with a straight face.

"Seriously, hostess, this is really only here to say, and I don't feel hurt, so please be honest with me...... Can you consider me—"

"—No."

"So fast!"

"Hahahaha!" The doctor smiled relaxedly.

"Why?"

"Not for any reason."

"Money? In the end, is it because of money! ”

"Wealth is also a testament to a person's abilities, and that's certainly important."

"You don't know what true love is!" Golan raised the knife and fork on the table, pointed at the proprietress and said unconvinced.

"Then let's talk about the benefits of marrying you." The doctor turned to small talk.

"I ...... I'm not going to hit anyone. ”

"Why do you want to say this kind of thing for granted as the same as the three primordial techniques?" The proprietress said half jokingly, half angrily.

However, as soon as these words were finished, the three of them laughed in unison.

"Don't say that...... What's there? ”

At that moment, the doctor's chest pocket began to buzz, and Robin pulled out the communication device and pressed it open.

Olivia's voice came from the other end of the communication device: "It seems that there is a little less medicine." ”

"Since when did it start and how much less?" The doctor frowned.

"I don't remember. But today there are also less. There are almost 6,000 fewer psychotropic drugs in Class II. It's ...... on duty today," Olivia muttered with a frown, looking at the duty card in her hand.

The person on duty today is Norma.