Miss Bertha looked at Karen seriously, and 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 frankness, Mr. Cullen." Bertha smiled.

"I also want to thank you for your frankness." Karen took a sip of ice water. "I think frankness 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 the two parties, and the fundamental direction of "deception" is not to make one's "lie" more meticulous and logical, but to make the other party willing and willing to believe it.

Obviously, Miss Bertha came here with this "established cognition", and in words, she has already told you what she is willing to believe;

It is equivalent to sticking a piece of paper on the forehead, which reads:

"Please lie to me as requested!"

Karen felt that there must be some kind of misunderstanding. For example, what Miss Bertha said about her attitude towards her yesterday was that she was actually Piaget in disguise.

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 offensive to her. On this basis, even a "lie" "It is nothing more than giving both sides a step to go down.

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

Miss Bertha stood up while speaking, walked to Karen, and moved her body closer to Karen.

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

Miss Bertha put her hand on Karen's chest, with her tongue protruding from the corner of her mouth, forming a seductive image.

Her legs also moved forward, and whispered:

"The sound insulation 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 Cult has a bad reputation is that many of its believers have done a lot of "immoral" things in the name of it in history.

Is this also a temptation?

If Miss Bertha looked nothing like Linda, Karen wouldn't mind cooperating for her own hidden needs.

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

Linda is her friend's wife, and it's really hard for Karen to do anything else with this face.

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

Bertha was a little puzzled, and asked: "Mr. Cullen, shouldn't you follow the instructions of nature?"

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 in nature."

"Then why do you..."

Bertha leaned over again, under the collar, as long as you raise your head slightly, you can see more scenery;

But Karen still pushed her away without any reservation.

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

"oh?"

Karen looked at Bertha and said:

"Sorry, you made me feel physically and mentally uncomfortable."

Karen told the truth, firstly because part of the truth can be the best additive to lies, and secondly because the "nature" taught by Berry itself has some characteristics of "niche" and "selfishness".

Bertha froze.

Then she immediately withdrew her hand, adjusted 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."

I wondered in my heart, what did she seem to have misunderstood?

"This is the end of today's diagnosis and treatment. Thank you very much for your consultation." Bertha said.

"You are being polite, but I hope to meet some real patients in the future to realize my professional value."

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

"Thanks."

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

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

"Without nature, I will guard him, because we are friends."

Bertha nodded and said:

"Oh, of course."

Miss Bertha walked out of the office, and the moment he closed the door, he first looked at the boss's office, and the image of the boss smiling and hugging Karen when he entered the office yesterday, and the boss's various interests towards Karen appeared in his mind Take care of gains and losses and extremely sincere favor;

Huh, so it is.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes fell on Alfred, who was drinking coffee in the waiting room through the glass window, a handsome personal servant in delicate clothes;

Huh, it really is.

Bertha took a deep breath,

I said in my heart:

"Mr. Cullen, you are indeed a pure believer in the Berry religion."

…

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 I listen to Linda."

"Um."

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

"Boss, this is a document from the 'Wayne Military Academy Psychological Observation Association'..." Bertha opened the door and walked in. Seeing the scene in front of her, she immediately backed out.

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

"I think it's really misleading for you to recruit her as your personal secretary."

"I don't think of her as Linda, but it is also a kind of joy to see people like Linda appearing in front of me. Why don't I face the happiness in my heart?"

"Okay, whatever you want, I'm off work, Bertha said the patient won't be available until tomorrow at the earliest."

"I have two meetings in the afternoon that cannot be pushed away, otherwise I will go to your house to sit and sit. In addition, do you really not consider changing houses? I asked someone last night, and the Blue Bridge community is really far away from here. .”

"The house I just bought has not yet paid off the mortgage, so I have no money to replace it."

Karen walked out of the office while talking.

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

"Don't say disgusting things."

Karen turned to look at Piaget, pointed at him with his finger,

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

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

"Boss, have you had lunch?"

"No, it's off work."

"Off work now? Well, it's a good job."

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

"No, because Siri needed to be taken home last night."

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

"Okay, master."

"Thanks a lot."

"Oh, my God, young master, as a man, if going to a snack shop to eat dim sum can be regarded as hard work, it is simply an insult."

"Well, I humiliated you."

"Okay, master." Alfred smiled and pressed the elevator.

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, and Alfred pressed the floor. When the elevator descended, Alfred said with emotion:

"I asked, the trams will not be so crowded at noon time."

"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 catch up on sleep in the hearse." Alfred joked.

Karen also laughed:

"Then you have to choose a comfortable and good coffin. The shock absorption effect of a good coffin is really good."

Karen remembered that when he was stabbed and left the hospital, Uncle Mason put himself in the coffin and brought him back. It was really comfortable to lie in it.

After walking out of the building, the two walked to the tram platform. There was a group of people with food stalls next to the platform, and their hair was basically purple.

"Young Master, are you hungry, would you like a cake?" Alfred asked.

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

"Oh, is there another saying." Alfred silently wrote it down in his heart.

Buy a ticket, get on the bus, the traffic at noon is not very big, Karen walked to the end, found an empty seat and sat down, Alfred stood beside him.

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

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

Karen nodded, and then he realized that the people in front of him, behind him, and beside him were all eating heavily seasoned food, especially the little girl who got into the car at the back, she seemed to be alone I came to the tram with a bag of potato chips in my hand, and there were two tablespoons of sauce added to the potato chips, one spoonful of chili sauce and the other spoonful of tomato sauce.

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

"Big brother, can I sit inside?"

"certainly."

Karen moves her legs away.

"Thank you brother."

The little girl sat in and continued to eat potato chips.

Karen slowed down her breathing as much as possible.

"Brother, too?" The little girl picked up a piece of potato chips, 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 in the car alone, where is your family?" Karen asked, she was only seven or eight years old.

The law and order in York City is not bad, but it is not very good either. It is still very unsafe for such a young child to go out and take the tram alone.

"Oh, I just got out of my mother's house, and I'm going back to my father's house now."

The little girl lowered her voice again and said, "In order for me to go back earlier, 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 that you have money in your pocket like this in the future, you know?" Karen reminded.

"Brother is not a bad person." The little girl took it for granted.

Well, it's the second woman today to feel like she's not a bad person.

"Why?"

"Because my brother is so good-looking, he can easily make money 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 shouting, 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:

"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 - Elementary Shelter Shadow Armor!"

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, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Alfred has already controlled the two young men who shot, and they are 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, he is always so decisive and meticulous!

Alfred is about to "manipulate" these two guys face to face and 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!!"

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