13 Mink Street

Miss Bertha looked at Karen seriously. She almost believed Karen's words in her heart, because his reasons were very detailed.

Karen looked at Bertha calmly. In fact, he just changed the name of the reason Bertha told him and repeated it to Bertha.

"Thank you for your candor, Mr. Cullen." Bertha smiled.

"I also want to thank you for your honesty." Karen took a sip of ice water. "I think honesty is the basis of mutual trust. At least as colleagues, we can get along more comfortably in the next period of time."

Deception is a psychological game between two parties, and the fundamental goal of "deception" is not to make your "lie" more sophisticated and logical, but to make the other party willing and willing to believe it.

Obviously, Miss Bertha came here with this "established knowledge", and in her words, she has told you what she wants to believe;

It's like putting a piece of paper on your forehead that says:

"Please lie to me as requested!"

Karen felt that there must be some misunderstanding here. For example, what Miss Bertha said about her attitude towards her yesterday was actually that she thought she was a cross-dressed Piaget.

Of course, there is also a possibility that a person who believes in light may be a little emotional. For example, she realizes that she is "harmless" to her, and she is indeed not aggressive towards her. On this basis, even if it is a "lie" "It just gives both parties a step to go down.

"I think nature is also a very beautiful thing."

As she spoke, Miss Bertha stood up, took the initiative to walk in front of Karen, and leaned her body towards Karen.

"The same means purity, and the same is equivalent to cleanliness."

Miss Bertha put her hand on Karen's chest and stuck out her tongue from the corner of her mouth, creating a seductive scene.

She also moved her legs forward and whispered:

"The soundproofing here is very good, Mr. Cullen, maybe you can give me some more in-depth treatment?"

Is it because I believe in the Berry religion?

Karen knows that one of the reasons why the Berry religion has a bad reputation is that many of its followers have done many "immoral" things in its name in history.

Is this also a kind of temptation?

If Miss Bertha didn't look like Linda, Karen wouldn't mind cooperating for her own hidden needs.

But the problem is, she looks so much like Linda.

Linda was his friend's wife, and it was really difficult for Karen to do anything else with this face.

Therefore, Karen recalled her attitude towards Linda in Piaget's office yesterday and pushed Bertha away abruptly.

Bertha was a little confused and asked: "Mr. Cullen, shouldn't you follow nature's instructions to you?"

Karen nodded and said: "I have always followed the instructions of nature, and I have always opened my chest to embrace everything in nature, including myself."

"Then why did you..."

Bertha leaned over again, and under the collar, as long as you raised your head slightly, you could see more scenery;

But Karen still pushed her away without any reservation.

"I follow the dictates of nature and I never conceal the expression of my nature."

"oh?"

Karen looked at Bertha and said:

"I'm sorry, you made me feel physically and mentally uncomfortable."

Karen told the truth, firstly because part of the truth can be the best additive for lies, and secondly because the "nature" of Berry's religion itself has some characteristics of "niche" and "selfish".

Bertha froze.

Then she immediately withdrew her hand, straightened her collar, and bowed to Karen with sincerity:

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. My behavior was too offensive. Please forgive me?"

Karen shook his head and said, "It's okay."

She was confused in her heart, she seemed to have misunderstood something else?

"This concludes today's diagnosis and treatment. Thank you very much for your consultation with me," Bertha said.

"You're welcome, but I hope to meet some real patients in the future to realize the value of my career."

"Yes, but it needs to be tomorrow. You can actually get off work now. I will help you select the cases and help you intercept other doctors' clients, because you enjoy the same level of treatment as the boss."

"Thanks."

"I should be the one to say thank you. Next, I believe we will get along very well. I also have a hunch that this opportunity will not only benefit the light, but also make nature more pure.

Therefore, the boss is really lucky to have light and nature protecting him. "

"If there is no nature, I will protect him because we are friends."

Bertha nodded and said:

"Oh, of course."

Miss Bertha walked out of the office and the moment she closed the door, he first looked at his boss's office. The image of his boss smiling and coming over to hug Karen as soon as he entered the office yesterday came to his mind, as well as the boss's various inconsiderate interests towards Karen. Taking care of gains and losses and extremely sincere goodwill;

Huh, so it is.

Then, her eyes fell on Alfred, a valet with exquisite clothes and handsome face, who was sitting in the waiting room through the glass window and drinking coffee;

Huh, it really is.

Bertha took a deep breath,

I said in my heart:

"Mr. Cullen is indeed a pure Berry believer."

...

Karen opened the book again, picked up a pen, and began to write and draw on it.

He first wrote down Piaget's name, and next to Piaget wrote Bertha's name, and then drew a circle on Miss Bertha's name, and next to it marked the religion of light.

An opportunity around Piaget?

What is the opportunity?

Also, she said a photo in Piaget's office?

Karen fell into deep thought, but because all her information basically came from Miss Bertha's dictation, the clues were too one-sided, and she couldn't give herself a three-dimensional analysis.

However, he didn't intend to dig deeper into this information. Anyway, the remnants of the Illuminati Sect had no malice towards Piaget and wanted to protect him.

Karen's creed is that he will deliberately avoid most trouble spots, and will not let himself get involved in any messy things out of curiosity that has no absolute benefit;

Of course, some troubles are unavoidable, but that's just a part of life, and it's two completely different concepts from actively hooking up.

Immediately, Karen tore off the papers and put them in his pocket.

My work today is over and I can leave work.

Looking at the time, it seems that it's just lunch time, but according to Bertha, there is no work in the afternoon, so I can only wait for tomorrow's appointment.

OK, let's get off work then.

Piaget would not be moved by sitting in front of the clinic waiting for work before dawn, and he would not be angry by leaving early.

Opening the door of her office, Karen hesitated for a moment... Photo?

Karen suddenly thought of the interaction he had with his grandfather when he was at home, that is... the Inmeles house, doubts never stay overnight.

So why not just look at the photos and try out the riddles here?

Instead of looking for Alfred in the waiting room at the entrance of the clinic, Karen turned and walked towards the boss's office.

"Mr. Karen?" The secretary at the door got up and greeted Karen, "The boss is inside."

"OK."

Karen pushed open the door directly. The secretary was shocked when he saw this, and immediately ran around his desk. At this time, Karen had already entered the office. Piaget was sitting behind the desk and talking on the phone. Karen, who came in, smiled, and then raised his hand to signal the secretary who came in to exit.

The secretary had to close the office door;

Piaget pointed to his own microphone, Karen nodded, then walked over to Piaget and began to rummage through his drawers.

Piaget looked at Karen with some doubts, and finally stood up simply, moving away while continuing to talk on the phone while making room for Karen to search.

One drawer, two drawers, Karen finally pulled out the drawer with the photos.

Taking out the photos, Karen flipped through them one by one. Piaget leaned over and watched Karen's movements while chatting on the phone.

finally,

Karen found the photograph, of Mr. Bader with Linda and Piaget, who were young at the time, with a cafe in the background.

It should be this photo.

"Okay, that's it, yes, we look forward to further cooperation with you, thank you."

"Crack."

Piaget finally finished speaking on the phone and hung up the receiver.

However, without waiting for Piaget to ask questions, Karen pointed directly at Mr. Bede in the photo and asked:

"You know him?"

"Yes." Piaget replied, "I met Linda when I accompanied Linda to the art exhibition."

"And then?" Karen asked.

"Then what?" Piaget smiled.

"I'm asking you. If you believe me, tell me the truth, because you should know that I won't hurt you."

"There is always a voice in my heart telling me that I can wait for him to appear here, and he can guide me into the world Linda yearns for."

"What's on your mind?"

"It can also be said that it is in a dream. I have been dreaming about the scene of drinking coffee together. I can also perceive that in the communication between him and Linda, there is a mysterious area and environment that they yearn for together.

What the dream told me, though, was that he was going to come up to me hysterically. "

"hysteria?"

Karen blinked.

"Yes, it seems that I have been greatly hit, and it seems that I have realized it."

"Okay, I know."

"Karen, so, what are you going to do?"

"I care about you." Karen replied, "Also, do you have obsession with him?"

"I don't know." Piaget shook his head. "Life is life, and dreams are dreams. I can tell the difference between reality and dreams."

"That's good."

Karen organized the photos and put them back in the drawer.

"No more?" Piaget asked.

"Work hard and live well." Karen reached out and patted Piaget on the shoulder, "Although I think the following sentence is very old-fashioned and is often used in movies, I still want to say:

Don't ask, don't ask. "

"Hehehe." Piaget couldn't help laughing.

"In addition, I would like to add another sentence, don't have curiosity that shouldn't be there."

"Okay, I know."

"If you have any more dreams, if you have any instructions, tell me right away, and I will help you..."

"Help me interpret my dream?"

"No, it's to help you with psychotherapy. Linda gave me a letter asking me to take care of you. Do you know, Piaget, that in this world, there is someone you can turn to immediately when you are short of money? How difficult is it to come to the door without worrying that he won’t lend it to your friends?”

"Yes, I know. I listen to you and Linda."

"Um."

Karen stretched out her arms, and the brother hugged Piaget and patted him on the back.

"Boss, this is a document sent by the 'Wien Military Academy Psychological Observation Association'..." Bertha opened the door and walked in. When she saw the scene in front of her, she immediately backed out.

"I think my personal secretary seems to have misunderstood something."

"I think your recruitment of her as your personal secretary is truly misleading."

"I wouldn't regard her as Linda, but seeing people like Linda often appearing in front of me is also a kind of happiness. Why don't I face the happiness in my heart?"

"Okay, whatever. I'm off work. Bertha said the patient will have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest."

"I have two meetings in the afternoon that cannot be postponed, otherwise I will go to your house to sit there. Also, do you really not consider changing your house? I asked someone last night and the Lanqiao community is really far away from here. .”

"I just bought a house, and the mortgage hasn't been paid off yet, so I don't have the money to replace it."

Karen said as she walked out of the office door.

Piaget smiled and said, "Money is not a problem."

"Don't say disgusting things."

Karen turned to look at Piaget and pointed at him,

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

After walking out of the office, Miss Bertha stood at the door and smiled again at Karen. Karen nodded to her and walked directly to the door of the clinic. Alfred immediately came over in the reception room:

"Master, have you had lunch?"

"No, it's off work."

"You're off work now? Well, what a good job."

"Go home. You didn't go to that snack shop last night, did you?"

"No, because I needed to send Hilly home last night."

"Then wait until you get home, you can go in the afternoon."

"Okay, Master."

"Thanks a lot."

"Oh, my God, Master, as a man, if going to a snack shop to eat snacks can be considered hard work, that is simply an insult."

"Well, I humiliated you."

"Okay, Master." Alfred smiled and pressed the elevator button.

Just then the elevator door opened, and a man walked out holding a boy's hand, and he asked;

"Excuse me, is this floor the Adams Psychological Clinic?"

"Yes, just walk inside." Karen replied.

"Thanks."

Karen walked into the elevator, Alfred pressed the floor button, and when the elevator went down, Alfred sighed:

"I asked, the tram will not be so crowded during this time period at noon."

"That's great." Karen nodded.

"It would be great if the hearse at home is here, so that when I take the young master to work in the morning, the young master can still catch up on his sleep in the hearse." Alfred joked.

Karen also smiled and said:

"Then you have to choose a good, comfortable coffin. The shock-absorbing effect of a good coffin is really good."

Karen remembered that when she was discharged from the hospital after being stabbed, Uncle Mason put her in the coffin and brought her back. She was really comfortable lying in it.

After walking out of the building, the two walked to the tram platform. There was a group of people setting up food stalls next to the platform. Most of them had purple hair.

"Master, are you hungry? Do you want a pie?" Alfred asked.

Karen looked at the passing tram in the distance and said, "Forget it, it's not good to eat in the carriage."

"Oh, is there another way to say this?" Alfred silently noted it in his mind.

Buy the ticket and get on the bus. The passenger flow at noon was not very big. Karen walked to the end and found an empty seat to sit down. Alfred stood next to him.

"Sit?" There is an empty seat next to it.

"No, I have been sitting for a long time and I want to stand." Alfred said.

Karen nodded, and then he discovered that the people in front of him, behind him, and next to him were all eating heavily seasoned food, especially a little girl who got in the car behind him. She seemed to be alone. When I came to take the tram, I was holding a bag of potato chips in my hand. There were two tablespoons of sauce added to the potato chips, one spoonful of chili sauce and one spoonful of ketchup.

She walked up to Karen and looked at the empty seats inside Karen:

"Big brother, can I sit inside?"

"certainly."

Karen moved her legs away.

"Thank you brother."

The little girl sat in and continued eating potato chips.

Karen tried to slow her breathing down as much as possible.

"Brother, do you want one too?" The little girl picked up a potato chip with her hand, dipped it in ketchup and handed it to Karen.

"I won't eat, thank you." Karen refused with a smile.

"Okay." The little girl continued to eat her own.

"Are you riding alone in the car? Where are your family members?" Karen asked. She was only seven or eight years old.

The public security in York City is not very bad, but it is not very good either. It is still very unsafe for such a young child to ride a tram alone.

"Oh, I just came out of mom's house and now I'm going back to dad's house."

The little girl lowered her voice again and said: "In order to let me go back early, my stepfather gave me an extra thousand real pocket money."

As she spoke, the little girl touched her slightly bulging pocket with her elbow.

"You can't tell strangers you have money in your pocket like this in the future, you know?" Karen reminded.

"Brother is not a bad person." The little girl said matter-of-factly.

Well, this is the second woman today who feels like she's not a bad person.

"Why?"

"Because my brother is so good-looking, he can make money easily without doing bad things."

"Hehe." Karen smiled.

At the latest stop, two purple-haired young men came up. After they got on the bus, the faces of the passengers in front showed contemptuous expressions.

Alfred whispered: "Master, their hair has just been dyed, and there are still traces of dye on their necks and collars."

"Um."

Tram, keep going.

But those two young men with "purple hair" suddenly pulled out their pistols and started shooting at the passengers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Under the gunfire, the passengers who were hit screamed, and the screams of the passengers who were not hit were louder.

The tram was very long, and the shooting happened at the front end, but a bullet hit the window next to Karen;

"Master, bend over!"

After yelling, Alfred stepped forward immediately, his eyes gradually turning red, and he wanted to control those two guys and solve the source of the danger.

Karen immediately bent down, flipped her lips quickly and chanted:

"The great and supreme God of Order, the chains of order that rule everything; please listen to my sincere call, give shelter to your believers, and guard my heart that yearns for order and my firm belief in order..."

When singing here,

Karen looked at the little girl who was still holding a bag of potato chips beside her,

He reached out and pulled her into his arms,

continued:

"Order——Level Shadow Armor of Shelter!"

continue,

"The great and supreme God of Order...

please listen...

Order—surrounded by primary black feathers! "

For security,

again,

"The great and supreme God of Order...

please listen...

The Door to the Wall Facing the Elementary Order! "

At this time, Alfred had already controlled the two young men who shot, and they were standing there with blank eyes;

Alfred turned his head and glanced at the back. The position where the young master was was already surrounded by clusters of black feathers, walls and so on.

call……

The young master deserves to be the young master, always so decisive and meticulous!

Alfred is about to "manipulate" these two guys face to face to shoot each other,

A row of detonators suddenly slipped down from a young man's clothes. The fuse had already been ignited, and the moment it landed, the burning fuse just fell into the detonator.

"..." Alfred.

"boom!!!"