After the interrogation, Rann did not go back directly, but stayed with Archie to sort out the interrogation records, as well as judge the suspect's psychological condition, and even do a personality test based on the interrogation.

Although he didn't know why he wanted this, but at work, since he had to accompany him to the end after taking the money, Rann still had a lot of Party B spirit.

While doing the test, Archie took the initiative to chat with Ran, which made Rann quite overwhelmed and even a little flattered.

You must know that Dr. Archie's indifference is well known in the player base in his previous life, if it weren't for his patients, he would basically not have more than ten sentences of small talk with him a week, and eight of them were scolding players for having nothing to do.

Now that Archie had come to talk to him, Rann guessed that this might be the reason for the interrogation.

But the strange thing is that Archie didn't mention the interrogation just now, just dragged Rann to talk about it, Rann didn't know why, but he still subconsciously seized this rare opportunity to communicate with his peers.

After the information was sorted out, he couldn't help but feel that Archie didn't seem to be as indifferent as in the forum in his previous life, maybe it was because his friends were still there?

"Is it over?" Albert opened the door and entered.

"Well, it's over, I'll do the rest of the work myself." Archie said plainly.

Albert understood in seconds, and said to Rann with a smile: "Then Ran, I'll send you back." ”

"No, I'll just walk back by myself."

"No, it's dark outside, and I'll be worried that I won't be able to sleep tonight if you walk back," Albert joked, "and you're the hero of the day, so let me send you." ”

Rann didn't insist anymore, who wouldn't rub the car if he could, so he nodded and followed Albert into the car.

"Here, today's pay."

As soon as he got into the car, Albert delivered the payment in time, and Rann took it and counted it, and was surprised to find that there were two more money in it than he had promised at the beginning.

"Albert, you've given too much."

"Not much, you deserve it," Albert said, looking straight ahead, "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to go so smoothly in this interrogation, and we would have obtained so much valuable information." ”

Rann shook his head, pulled out two coins and handed them back, "I can't ask for it, you gave more than the market price." ”

However, Albert confiscated: "You have been busy all day today, you see that it is dark now, even if you do overtime pay, the bureau will reimburse you anyway." ”

Rann still insisted on stuffing the banknotes into Albert's pocket, and Albert wanted to hit the steering wheel at this time, and there was no extra hand to refuse, so he could only protest with his eyes.

"Albert, I know you take good care of me, but you can't be reimbursed by the bureau." Rann is not a fool, his predecessor has no medical experience at all, not to mention that the profession is not right, no matter how short of people in the police department, it is impossible for him to give it a try, just look at Archie's attitude at the beginning.

The only explanation is that this person is looking for a reason to send him money at all.

Albert had actually mentioned once in the hospital that he needed to borrow money to find him, but at that time, Ran's mind was full of evening events and there was no reaction, Albert may have misunderstood something and never mentioned borrowing money again.

Maybe he learned about Rann's predicament from other sources, which is why he made such a scene today, otherwise it would not be possible to explain how Albert was so surprised that he later dealt with the fact that he had solved the prisoner.

Albert didn't expect him to do it, I'm afraid that no matter what he did this time, Albert would try to get him to take the money in the end.

But he couldn't face the other party's kindness calmly.

Because he's not 'Rann' at all.

"I'm grateful for the help you've given me, but I can't be cheeky enough to take more."

The car came to a sudden stop, and Albert turned sideways and looked at Rann with a serious expression: "I don't mean to give charity, you get this reward because you deserve it all." ”

"I know." Rann lowered his eyebrows, "But it's okay anymore, I have a way to keep the treatment room running." ”

"Are you sure?" Albert was a little surprised, it was clear that he had inquired with Archie before, and it was almost difficult for someone like Rann who had just come out of school, had no connections, and had little experience, to open a psychotherapy studio.

"Well, I can't say 100% sure, but at least it shouldn't close immediately." Rann smiled.

This is what he suddenly thought of when he met Archie before, in fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago, he is now the most popular NPC in the player forum, since the game is inevitable, then after players enter the game, there will definitely be a large number of people who come to him to check in.

Know that he, the psychiatrist, chats on an hourly basis!

This must not pick up a handful of players' wool?

And Rann also wants to see if his psychotherapy can work on the player.

"Thank you, though."

In any case, he did receive this kind of care and help from the other party, and he was sincerely grateful. After coming here, it was even more unexpected to see Archie.

He gave Rann hope, hope to survive in a future that was bound to be destroyed, and since Dr. Archie could survive the catastrophe of the future, then as long as he kept an eye on the other party's movements, Rann could find the right time to leave the city with his friends.

The hope of surviving was greatly increased, which made Rann feel very good.

The young man sitting in the co-pilot bent his eyebrows, he smiled a lot, but the smile that really reached the bottom of his eyes was different, not to mention that at this time, Ran's heart was full of confidence that he could live in this world, that kind of vigorous hope, so that those jewel-like eyes were shining.

Albert's eyes were full of this smile, and he reached out a little out of shape, as if he wanted to touch Rann's face, and there seemed to be an extremely complicated emotion in his eyes.

"Doodoo-"

The two of them suddenly became excited, and then they noticed that the car behind them had followed at some point, because Albert had stopped just now, almost causing a traffic jam.

Albert hurriedly began to play the steering wheel, and a little ambiguity had just risen in the car. The aura of ambiguity disappeared with it.

The atmosphere in the car was silent for a while, as if both of them were reflecting on the embarrassment just now, but Albert was annoyed by the distraction and reckless behavior just now, while Rann was silently relieved, and at the same time wondered about the emotions that flashed in Albert's eyes just now.

He seems to be guilty, but what is he guilty about?

"By the way, Ran, you'd better be careful lately, and avoid going out if you can."

Albert's words made Rann turn his head to look at him, "Why?" ”

"Just in case, the bald man you interrogated today confessed a lot of information about black poker, which may cause them to fight back," Albert frowned, a little helpless in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to get to this point, but it's come to this point, and if they find out about your existence, they might come to you for trouble. Of course, I'll protect you, you have my number on your phone, if there's anything dangerous or wrong, be sure to contact me. ”

Albert's expression was very serious when he said this, so that Rann couldn't help but nod: "I see......"

Speaking of contacts, Rann remembered Dr. Archie, and he asked, "Do you have a good relationship with that Dr. Hayes?" ”

"Huh? It's okay, we grew up in a neighborhood, and we're small, but it's been a bit of a conflict lately," Albert was a little nervous, he thought that Rann was still minding Archie deliberately embarrassing him today, "Actually, Archie people are still quite good, but they're a little colder." ”

"Well, I know, he's a nice guy," Rann smiled a little embarrassed, "can I ask for his contact information?" ”

Albert: "......? ”

……

Archie was alone in his office sorting through the interrogation materials, tossing aside the bald man's personality test and checking it against another personality test that had been quietly conducted during the chat.

While comparing, he breathed a sigh of relief, as a result, Rann did not have any mental disorders, nor did he have the common PTSD after a disaster, and he could even be said to be a person with a gentle and stable personality who was not prone to problems.

Sure enough, the previous feeling was just an illusion.

Relaxed, Archie made himself a cup of coffee, and as he drank it, he pulled out another bag of papers that Albert had prepared in advance, which contained similar tests that Rann had taken at school when he was a student.

Although he felt that Albert was making a bit of a fuss, as a psychology expert's professionalism, Archie still took out the test papers inside and looked at them carefully.

As he watched, his brow furrowed.

Wait a minute.

He took the personality test again, put down his coffee, and frowned.

Cold sweat, gradually soaking from behind.

It's not the same.

Two personality tests with similar questions, done by the same person, why are the answers so different.

It's like a two-person test.

But how is this kind of thing possible......

Archie sat in the office for a long time, and by this time it was already dark at night, and the policeman on duty glanced over a few times, and before they could say anything, he saw Dr. Archie striding out of the office.

"Ah, Dr. Archie, it's off work."

Archie was in a hurry to leave, and didn't even give a look, and the policeman shrugged helplessly at his colleagues on duty: "The profession is quite professional, but the person is too arrogant." ”

"Maybe people are in a hurry." Another policeman explained.

"What's the urgency, I just don't take our little policeman seriously."

But they were wrong this time, Archie was really in a hurry, driving all the way, the police station in his rented apartment was some distance away, and he almost ran a red light, so he finally drove home within an hour.

When I got back to my apartment room, it was close to 12 o'clock.

Archie didn't have time to drink his saliva, and after raising his wrist to determine the time, he hurriedly took out incense candles and water glasses and placed them on the table, and then lay down on the sofa with his clothes closed.

He was already very familiar with this process, so when he was lying on the sofa with his clothes closed, he had quickly sorted out his inner emotions, closed his eyes, and sank into the depths of consciousness in a silence that was extremely calm, close to falling asleep.

At this time, the clock happened to stop at exactly 12 o'clock.

In a trance, he stood in a space filled with gray mist, holding a candle in his hand, the candle flame swaying in the air with a faint light, which could only illuminate the small space under his feet.

It was a small platform, only two or three square meters in size, and down was the abyss, everything around it was covered in mist, and it was extremely quiet, and Archie held a candle and found a staircase down 45 degrees to the northeast.

The stairs appeared out of thin air in the gray mist, and it was impossible to see where it led, let alone how deep it was underneath, and Archie meditated, holding the candle step by step.

The stairs in front of him were fine, just quiet, but after the fifth staircase, Archie began to hear the cries of some acquaintances, and he didn't even lift his head, and concentrated on his own stairs step by step.

The more rapid the voice behind him, followed by a hazy whisper, the voice was close in front of him, and Archie began to ooze cold sweat on his forehead, gritting his teeth and walking faster and faster, until he walked through ten steps of stairs, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

It was a similar platform to the previous one, except it was much larger, the size of a room, with a table in the middle of the platform, and a figure in a black coat sat across the table.

If you walk in, you will find a person under a black coat, with no face.

Archie Hayes is an ordinary psychological counselor, and what is slightly less common is that he has a secret.

Every 12 midnight, he can enter a special space, communicate with a faceless and heartless person, and obtain information through quizzes.

So far, there has never been a mistake in this information, not once.

The difficulty of the quiz game will fluctuate with the content of the previous intel, and if he answers the wrong question in the quiz game, he will also pay a certain price.

Archie walked to the table in silence and sat down.

"I want to know something."

"Ask questions." The faceless man said with a non-existent mouth, "A man who often takes his girlfriend to the hospital, and finally the man commits suicide, why?" Ten chances. ”

Archie: "The man's death has something to do with his girlfriend?" ”

"Yes."

"Is the woman sick?"

"It's not."

……

When the ten opportunities were exhausted, Archie said the answer: "Men often take their girlfriends to the hospital because their girlfriends are pregnant, but the family does not agree, so they are not married, the child in the girlfriend's womb has a genetic disease, and the treatment costs a lot of money, and the man can't bear the pressure and the despair of falling in love with his own sister, and commits suicide." ”

"Correct." The Faceless Man said, "Next question." ”

The Faceless Man asked a total of five questions, each time given different opportunities and different levels of difficulty, with Archie answering four questions correctly and one not getting one question right.

For this, he lost one left ear, and one left ear appeared on the faceless man's face.

But Archie breathed a sigh of relief, only temporarily losing his left hearing for 24 hours, which was a price he could afford.

"Ask questions." After the Faceless Man asked five questions, Archie couldn't wait to take over the right to ask, "What is Ranne's true identity?" ”

However, the Faceless Man did not respond.

Archie frowned, and was about to ask again, but the faceless man raised his arm and stiffly stretched out his index finger.

His index finger was raised in front of what was supposed to be his mouth, a gesture that everyone knew was silent.

- Don't ask, don't ask.

This is an unknowable mystery.