Yes, Dr. Allen does intend to educate the Bloods about philanthropy.

As the group drove to the neighborhood of White and Nibais, Allen was still praising Mr. Lunzer's handbook.

Considering that Lenze had only lived for a day at most, it was already clear who the real publisher of the manual was.

Rune is hopeless.

Yager listened with little interest to Dr. Allen's tirade in the carriage.

His attitude made the next door can't help but nod his head at the views of "building a free school for the Eastern Side", "subsidizing and guaranteeing the welfare of the union", "making the court independent of parliament and ensuring impartiality", etc., and he racked his brain to think about what kind of hole there is.

"One day, philanthropy will spread to the mainland,"

At this point, Dr. Allen read the last paragraph of the brochure with emotion, "As long as there is improvement, I will live forever." ”

"It's really well written, this is the ideal and belief that a true gentleman should have!"

He looked at the two of them excitedly, and received a restrained applause and an approving look from Crane.

and Yager nodded mechanically.

I can't stand it, I really can't stand it.

This manual is almost a few big words on the cover of the "I'm going to use you", and Green definitely has the intention of making trouble.

As Dr. Allen read aloud, he couldn't help but think carefully in his mind three times about his recent actions, looking for ways to get caught.

Seeing that the doctor said that there was still a meaning to continue the discussion, he quickly intercepted the topic: "That's right." ”

"Is there anything special about the two doctors we need to visit, as well as Will Ensettein?"

"I need some specific information to appeal to the hospital on your behalf."

Jager had the opportunity to escape the Kragg club because the doctor wanted to hire him to appeal the hospital ticket.

Poor Dr. Allen missed six surgeries a week because of bad luck, four because of a transportation breakdown, one because of a bad cold, and one because he fell into an uncovered manhole cover while walking through Joewood.

Which bastard with no public morals moved it out of the way!

A slight anger and panic appeared on Dr. Allen's face as he thought about this, and the focus finally turned away from the Handbook of Amun's Uprising.

"Well, a few weeks ago, I treated a child named Will Onsetin, who had also been treated by several other doctors."

"Will is missing his left leg and should have suffered a great deal of pain, but he is very mature and calmly waiting for my surgery, just looking around from time to time, as if he is avoiding someone......"

"Sorry, that's too far."

"Will Ancetin's main problem is that I've been extremely unrealistically unlucky since he left."

"And, I'm always having the same nightmare about him!"

The thin, middle-aged doctor said with a trembling voice.

"A silver serpent haunts a dark tower, and Will is waiting for me inside."

"He said, 'Dr. Allen, there's a snake trying to eat me!'

The more he spoke, the more fear came in his voice, and at last he screamed almost quietly in the carriage.

As soon as the words fell, there was a brief silence between the few people.

Yager and Klein looked at each other, obviously sure that this matter must involve mystery, and each had their own guesses.

"I see, don't worry, Detective Sherlock and I will try to help," Yager replied calmly, "We have some experience with this kind of incident. ”

Although he is not good at solving bad luck or solving cases-

But he's pretty good at dealing with people who cause accidents.

For example, he remembered the last time he met Dr. Allen, who had mentioned his wife who was in labor, and who had the faint aura of a high-order extraordinary.

Obviously, this smell is even stronger now.

He smiled kindly at the silver threads that appeared in his vision.

As one of the doctors who treated Will Onsetin, the Wrights' hospital was criticized by their peers for its bloodletting therapy, but they were undoubtedly two good doctors.

After all, he is a real 'pharmacist'.

Unfortunately, in order to avoid being taken away by Bishop Utravsky's family, they moved away in a hurry after the failure to rescue their son, and they did not even think to take some of their son's treasures with them.

That's why Emlyn White grovels down to being held by the tentacle monsters.

When the doorbell rang, the Bloodclan hurriedly opened the door with a new, beautiful puppet in his arms.

"Who are you looking for? Is that you?! ”

Emlyn's dark red eyes widened, and he suddenly came to his senses, staring at Yager and Klein behind Dr. Allen.

Both have contributed to the tragic experience of a vampire.

"You know?" Dr. Allen unexpectedly turned back with Emlyn.

"Oh yes, we've seen it before at Harvest Chapel," smiled Klein, who had visited Father Utrawski again in the past two days.

In order to avoid being exposed, he took the lead in explaining what he meant: "Mr. White, introduce myself again, I'm Sherlock Moriarty, a detective. This is Mr. Dressster from the Minsk office, and Dr. Allen from Hilston Hospital. ”

"We'd like to ask you about patient Will Onsetin."

Hearing the introduction, Emlin, who was about to loudly condemn the two people who had caused him a lot of trouble, pouted, and the sluggish IQ finally reoccupied the high ground, realizing that there was an ordinary person here.

"Okay."

He turned sideways to get out of the way, then ran to the back with a few steps, and reverently placed the doll in his hand in a gorgeous, clean glass cabinet.

Both items look like they're worth a lot of money.

Watching the actions of the Bloodlines, Crane couldn't help but assess their value in his mind.

I didn't seem to have seen this last time I came.,It's a newly bought doll?

It's so rich.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he marveled at how the wealth of a certain Bloodline could add to a room full of collections.

Emlyn then pulled out a dozen cases from under a dusty coffee table and turned to Dr. Allen, who was waiting in the client's office.

"The clinic turned out to be run by my parents, and I don't know the specific situation, so you can check the medical records yourself."

"All the patient profiles have been in this lately."

He pointed to the information.

Immediately, Dr. Allen's attention was drawn to it. For him, solving the bad luck and ominous nightmares that plague him is the main thing.

He wasn't even in the mood to take a closer look at a clinic full of secrets of excellence among his peers.

For a moment, the only sound left in the room was rummaging through information.

Mr. White closed the door thoughtfully.

Completely unable to read the White couple's dragon and phoenix dancing fonts, the extraordinary trio could only stand idly around the dining table on the other side, lined up.

After a few seconds, Emlyn couldn't help but take two steps away from Klein and leaned into Yager's ear.

"Hey, the last time you asked the Moon Apostle, why? Is this a secret that the Church of the Night wants to know? ”

The Bloodclan asked in a breathed voice as if he were very humane.

However, Yager and Klein next to him cast indescribable glances at the same time.

It's very cover-up.

After all, there are only three people here, all of them are extraordinary, is there any use in lowering your voice?!

(End of chapter)