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

Karen looked at Bertha with a calm expression. In fact, he just changed the title of what Bertha said to him and retelled it to Bertha.

"Thank you for your frankness, Mr. Karen." 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 during 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 detailed and logical, but to make the other party willing and willing to believe.

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

It is equivalent to sticking a piece of paper on the forehead that says:

"Please lie to me as required!"

Karen felt that there must be a certain misunderstanding in this. For example, Miss Bertha said earlier that she had treated her yesterday, but the fact is that she regarded her as a Piaget in disguise.

Of course, there is also a possibility that a person who believes in the light may be somewhat emotional. For example, she perceives that she is "harmless" to her, and she is indeed not offensive to her. On this basis, even if it is a "lie" "It's just giving both sides a step down.

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

While talking, Miss Bertha stood up, took the initiative to walk in front of Karen, and leaned her body in front of Karen.

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

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

Her leg was also pasted forward, whispering:

"The soundproofing here is very good, Mr. Cullen, maybe you can treat me more deeply?"

Is it because you believe in Berry religion?

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

This is also a temptation?

If Miss Bertha doesn't look like Linda, Karen doesn't mind cooperating with her hidden needs.

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

Linda is the wife of her friend, and Karen really finds it difficult to make other actions against this face.

Therefore, Karen recalled his attitude towards Linda when he was in Piaget's office yesterday, and pushed Bertha away abruptly.

Bertha asked with some doubts, "Mr. Karen, shouldn't you follow nature's instructions?"

Karen nodded and said: "I have always followed nature's instructions, and I have always opened my chest to embrace everything in nature, including nature's self."

"Then why are you..."

Bertha posted it again, under the collar, as long as you lift your head slightly, you can see more scenery;

But Karen pushed her away without any reservation.

"I follow nature's instructions, and I never hide my natural expressions."

"Oh?"

Karen looked at Bertha and said:

"Sorry, you make me feel physically and psychologically uncomfortable."

Karen told the truth, one is because part of the truth can be the best additive to lies, and the other is because the "nature" taught by Berry is inherently "niche" and "selfish".

Bertha was stunned.

Then she immediately retracted her hand, also arranged her collar, bowed to Karen with sincerity:

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, my actions were too offensive, please forgive me?"

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

She was puzzled, what else seemed to be a misunderstanding?

"Today's diagnosis and treatment is over. Thank you very much for your inquiry." Bertha said.

"You are polite, but I hope I can 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 select from the cases and help you intercept the clients of other doctors, because you enjoy the same level of treatment as your 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. "

"If there is no 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. The picture of the boss walking up to and hugging Karen when he entered the office yesterday appeared in his mind, as well as the boss’s various interests towards Karen. Care for gains and losses and a very sincere goodwill;

Phew, it turned out to be like this.

Immediately afterwards, her gaze fell on Alfred, who was drinking coffee in the waiting room through the glass window, a close-fitting male servant with a delicate face and handsome face;

Phew, it really is like this.

Bertha took a deep breath.

In my heart:

"Mr. Cullen, really is a pure Berry believer."

...

Karen opened the notebook again, picked up the pen, and started writing and drawing on it.

He first wrote Piaget’s name, Piaget’s name was written next to Piaget, and then a circle was drawn on Miss Bertha’s name, and the sect of light was written next to it.

Is there an opportunity around Piaget?

What is the opportunity?

In addition, she also mentioned a photo in Piaget's office?

Karen fell into thinking, but because all his information basically came from Miss Bertha’s dictation, the clues were too one-sided and could not give him a three-dimensional analysis.

However, he didn't plan to dig deep into this information, anyway, the remnants of the sect of the gods had no malice against Piaget, and he wanted to protect him.

Karen’s creed is that he will deliberately avoid most of the trouble points, and will not let himself get involved in any mess for curiosity without absolute benefit;

Of course, some troubles are unavoidable, but that is just a part of life, and they are two completely different concepts from taking the initiative to hook up with oneself.

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

My work today is over and I can get off work.

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

Okay, let's get off work.

Piaget would not be moved because he was sitting at the door of the clinic waiting for work before dawn, and for the same reason, he would not be angry because of his early retirement.

Opening the door of his office, Karen hesitated...Photo?

Karen suddenly thought of the interaction he had with grandpa when he was at home, that was...Inmerles' house, doubts never stayed overnight.

So, why not just look at the photos and guess the riddles here?

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

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

"OK."

Karen opened the door directly, and the secretary was taken aback when he saw it, and immediately ran over his desk. By this time Karen had entered the office, Piaget was sitting behind the desk talking on the phone, and walked away. Karen who came in smiled, and then raised his hand to signal the secretary who was following to leave.

The secretary had to close the office door;

Piaget pointed to his microphone, and Karen nodded, then walked to Piaget and began to rummaged through his drawer.

Piaget looked at Karen with some suspicion, and finally stood up altogether, letting go while continuing to talk to the phone to make room for Karen to rummaged.

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

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

finally,

Karen found the picture. It was Mr. Bader and Linda and Piaget, who were very 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 and hung up the handset.

However, before Piaget could ask, Karen pointed directly to Mr. Bader in the photo and asked:

"You know him?"

"Yes." Piaget replied, "I met Linda when I was visiting an exhibition with Linda."

"And then?" Karen asked.

"Then what?" Piaget smiled.

"I am asking you, if you believe me, tell me the truth, because you should know that I will not harm you."

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

"The words in my heart?"

"It can also be said to be in a dream. I have been dreaming of the scene of drinking coffee together back then. I can also perceive that in his communication with Linda, there is a mysterious area and environment that they all yearn for.

However, what my dream told me was that he would walk up to me hysterically. "

"hysteria?"

Karen blinked.

"Yes, it looks like it has been hit hard, and it looks like it's really enlightened."

"Okay, I know."

"Karen, so, what are you doing?"

"I care about you." Karen replied, "Also, are you obsessed 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 sorted the photos and put them back in the drawer.

"Nothing?" Piaget asked.

"Work hard and live a good life." Karen stretched out his hand and patted Piaget on the shoulder. "Although I think the next sentence is very clichéd and is often used in movies, I still have to say:

Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. "

"Ha ha ha." Piaget couldn't help laughing.

"In addition, I will add one more sentence, don't have curiosity that shouldn't be there."

"Okay, I know."

"If you have any more dreams or instructions, tell me immediately, I will help you..."

"Help me interpret my dream?"

"No, it’s to help you with psychotherapy. Linda sent me a letter asking me to take care of you. Did you know, Piaget, in this world, there can be someone you can find immediately when you are short of money? Isn’t it difficult to come home without worrying that he won’t lend it to your friends?”

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

"Ok."

Karen stretched out his arms and the brother gave Piaget a hug and patted him on the back.

"Boss, this is a document sent by the Psychological Observation Association of Wien Military Academy..." Bertha opened the door and walked in at this time, seeing the scene in front of her, and immediately stepped out.

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

"I think it's really misunderstanding that you recruit her as your personal secretary."

"I don't think of her as Linda, but seeing people like Linda often appear in front of me is also a joy. Why don't I face my inner happiness?"

"Okay, it's up to you, I'm off work, Bertha said that the patient will have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest."

"I have two meetings that cannot be held in the afternoon, otherwise I will go to your house and sit down. Besides, do you really think about changing your house? I asked people last night. The Lanqiao community is really far away from here. ."

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

Karen said as he walked outside the office.

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

"Don't say disgusting things."

Karen turned his head and glanced at Piaget, then pointed his finger at him.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

When she walked out of the office, Miss Bertha stood at the door and smiled at Karen again. Karen nodded to her and walked directly to the entrance of the clinic. Alfred walked over in the living room immediately:

"Boss, have lunch?"

"No, it's off work."

"I'm off work now? Well, it's a good job."

"Go home, didn't you go to the dim sum shop last night?"

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

"Then wait for you to go home in the afternoon."

"Okay, Master."

"Thanks a lot."

"Oh, my god, master, as a man, it would be an insult to go to a dim sum shop to eat dim sum."

"Well, I humiliated you."

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

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

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

"Yes, just walk inside." Karen replied.

"thanks."

Karen walked into the elevator, Alfred pressed down the floor, and when the elevator went down, Alfred said with emotion:

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

"Good." Karen nodded.

"It would be great if the hearse at home was there, so that when I send the young master to work in the morning, the young master can make up for a sleep in the hearse." Alfred joked.

Karen also laughed:

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

Karen remembers that when he was stabbed and discharged from the hospital, Uncle Mason put himself in the coffin and transported him back, lying in it, really comfortable.

When they walked out of the building, the two walked to the tram station platform. There was a group of people with food stalls beside the platform, their basic hair was purple.

"Master is hungry, do you want to have a cake?" Alfred asked.

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

"Oh, do you still have this statement?" Alfred silently noted in his heart.

Buying tickets, getting on the bus, the passenger flow at noon is not very large, Karen walked to the end, found an empty seat, and Alfred stood beside him.

"Sit?" There is a free place next to it.

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

Karen nodded, and then he found that the ones in front of him, the ones behind, and the ones next to him were all eating. They were all seasoned foods, especially the little girl who got into the car behind. She seemed to be alone. The tram that came to ride, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, there are 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 in Karen:

"Big brother, can I sit inside?"

"Of course."

Karen moved his legs away.

"Thank you brother."

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

Karen tried to slow down his breathing rate as much as possible.

"Brother, come one?" The little girl picked up a potato chip with her hand, dipped it in tomato sauce and handed it to Karen.

"I won't eat, thank you." Karen smiled and refused.

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

"Are you in the car alone, where's the 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. It is still very unsafe for such a small child to take the tram alone.

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

The little girl lowered her voice again and said, "In order to let me go back earlier, the stepfather gave me a thousand reels of pocket money."

With that, the little girl touched her slightly snare pocket with her elbow.

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

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

Well, this is the second woman today to feel that she is not a bad person.

"Why?"

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

"Haha." Karen smiled.

At the latest stop, two young men with purple hair came up. After they got on the bus, the faces of passengers in front of them showed contempt.

Alfred whispered: "Master, their hair is freshly dyed, and there are traces of dye on their necks and collars."

"Ok."

Tram, continue driving.

The two "purple-haired" young men suddenly took out their pistols and started shooting at the passengers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Under the gunshot, the passengers who were hit screamed, and the passengers who were not hit screamed louder.

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

"Master, bend down!"

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

Karen immediately bent down, flipping her lips quickly and chanting:

"The great God of order, the chain of order that rules all; please listen to my sincere call, give shelter to your believers, and protect my heart that yearns for order and my firm belief in order..."

When singing to this point,

Karen looked at the little girl who was still holding a bag of potato chips next to her.

He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms,

Continue:

"Order-Primary Shield Shadow Armor!"

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The door to the primary wall of order! "

At this time, Alfred had already controlled the two young men who opened fire, and they had stood there with their eyes dull;

Alfred turned his head and glanced at the back. The young master's place was already surrounded by piles of black feathers and walls.

call……

The young master is worthy of being a young master, always so decisive and meticulous!

When Alfred was about to "manipulate" these two guys face to face and shoot each other,

From the clothes of a young man, a row of detonators suddenly fell down. The fuse was already ignited. The moment it landed, the ignited fuse happened to be submerged in the detonator.

"..." Alfred.

"boom!!!"