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Kazuma exchanged glances with his partner and made up his mind to go to this clinic to see what happened later.

"Do you have the name and address of that clinic?"

"Ah, I have their business cards." Ohno Miwako said.

As she said that, she stood up and went straight to the backstage employee lounge.

At this moment, the store manager came over to inquire about the news: "Um, Mr. Detective..."

"No, I'm not a criminal police officer." Kazuma waved his hand, "Although I have law enforcement rights."

Kazuma was just stating the objective fact that he was a mobile unit.

But the store manager obviously understood something wrong, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Are you a police officer?"

It is true that the police are not criminal police and have the power to enforce the law. This misunderstanding is huge.

Kazuma was about to revise this statement, but the store manager murmured to himself: "By the way, Asami-san did say that at the nightclub two days ago, the police asked them to question them. Are Ohno and Asami from the same nightclub?"

Kazuma: "No, I'm not a police officer. Haven't you watched the news recently? I'm Kiryu Kazuma, that Kiryu Kazuma."

The store manager was stunned for a moment, then let out a long "Oh" and looked at Kazuma again with a curious expression.

"Are you the Kazuma Kiryu who single-handedly stopped the vicious robber?"

Kazuma nodded.

Facts have proved that the coverage of news in this era is indeed not comparable to that in the Internet era. Some time ago, various news newspapers reported endless articles related to horses. As a result, there are still so many people in urban Tokyo who have no idea who Kiryu Kazuma is. Guy.

The store manager looked embarrassed: "I read the entertainment section and the sports section of the news, and the basic focus is on the baseball game. Although I know that someone single-handedly stopped the robber, I didn't realize it was you."

Kazuma nodded: "Understandable."

The store manager added: "Maybe my dad will be more familiar with the deeds of the Kiryu Police Department. By the way, sign your name for me and I will give it to my dad..."

As he said this, he started looking for something to sign. At first he took a postcard from the shelf on the counter - it was also a daily necessity in this era and sold in large quantities, so it was placed in the most conspicuous place on the counter along with chewing gum and lighters.

Kazuma couldn't help but complain: "You want me to sign a postcard with a beautiful moonlight for your dad?"

"Um... there seems to be something wrong. Usually the people who buy postcards are mostly young couples. They are separated and use postcards to express their feelings."

Kazuma: "Can you live in two places in Tokyo? Does it mean living at both ends of the train line?"

"Of course not. Nowadays, many boys are waiting at home to inherit the family business. Girls cannot inherit the family business and don't want to get married so soon, so they go to Tokyo to see the world."

Kazuma was speechless: "There is such a thing."

"Mr. Detective, you don't know. After all, you are busy investigating cases all day long. The lower-level patrol officers should all know."

Kazuma did not correct the title of detective. Now he thought of Amanaka Miu-senpai. As a result, is Amanaka-senpai's state considered normal?

At this time, Ohno Miwako, who had gone to the clerk's lounge, came back. She was holding her small bag in her hand. She walked over and took out her business card holder from the bag.

"All the business cards I received are here. Let me look for them for you." Miwako Ohno said and opened the business card holder.

She used colored paper to wrap the business card holder in a cover, which looked exquisite and elegant.

Based on the aesthetic level reflected in this business card holder, Kazuma feels that Miwako has indeed learned something from her short age - of course, this may also be her talent.

There are a bunch of similar business cards in the business card holder. Even with Kazuma's eyes, it takes twelve minutes of concentration to distinguish them.

Suddenly, a business card with a lace around the outer edge jumped into Kazuma's eyes.

This card stands out among a crowd of business cards that are hard to distinguish from each other, as conspicuous as a guy dressed as Fist of the North Star among a group of white-collar workers in suits and ties.

"Ah, this is it." Miwako took out the business card and handed it to Kazuma, "It's this psychological clinic. The fees are very reasonable. It's only five times my hourly wage."

"That's a lot." Asano exclaimed.

Kazuma: "This doctor is very cheap. It is normal for a normal psychiatrist to pay tens of thousands of yen an hour."

"So many?" Asano exclaimed without knowledge.

Kazuma shrugged: "Because the charging strategy is also part of the services provided by psychologists. High pricing coupled with the specially designed environment of the clinic makes it easier for patients to develop a sense of trust in doctors. In addition, patients have spent expensive medical fees This thing itself can produce a placebo effect.

"'I have spent so much money to hire such a famous psychiatrist. He looks so professional and will definitely be able to solve my confusion.'

"When you think about it this way, the patient's symptoms are likely to be reduced a lot. Coupled with the use of some recently discovered new drugs such as melatonin and various sedative drugs. The patient will feel that he sleeps soundly and his energy becomes better. , Sure enough, this expensive doctor is reasonably expensive.

"Clinical psychological diagnosis and treatment, to put it bluntly, is just such a process."

Asano nodded repeatedly with a wise and useless look, and was so impressed that he said, "Todai is really amazing, you know this, he is just like a real psychiatrist."

Suddenly, he slapped Kazuma on the shoulder hard: "No! According to what you said, this cheap doctor has poor professional skills. After all, high hourly wages are part of the service!"

"This is a very simple principle of price discrimination. He uses price discrimination to harvest low-income people who are usually not noticed."

Asano: "What kind of society is price discrimination? When chatting with a Dongda student, several words that I don't know come up in a row?"

"No, it's not your fault. It's the translators at Sophia University."

"Huh?" Asano was stunned, "What's going on with Sophia University?"

"It's those translators who just spelled out professional terms introduced from foreign countries like price discrimination in katakana and didn't translate them at all. They saved trouble, but invisibly created a gap between professionals and the general public. A barrier to transmission has been erected.”

The corner of Asano's mouth twitched: "Breaking barriers, you actually mainly want to show off how good you speak English, right?"

Ohno Miwako asked strangely: "Mr. Detective, why are you so good at English?"

"I graduated from Tokyo University."

"He graduated from Tokyo University."

Kazuma and Asano said in unison.

Ohno and the store manager who didn't know why he stayed here nodded together, suddenly realizing.

At this time, Kazuma had recorded the address and phone number of the psychological clinic on the business card in the police manual, and returned the business card to Miwako Ohno.

"Does this psychological clinic require an appointment?" he asked.

"It's necessary, because there are a lot of people there, and each customer has to monopolize the doctor for a period of time." Ohno Miwako introduced her medical experience attentively, "It is recommended to make an appointment in the morning on a weekday, there will be fewer people, and there will be less people in the afternoon." It’s great to see the doctor.”

Kazuma looked at his watch: "Forget it, don't care, we'll just kill him."

Asano: "Is this okay?"

"Brother, we are the police."

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