Ex-boyfriends are gods

Chapter 51 The Long-lost Ex-Boyfriend

"It's a bit strange." When Al got off the rickshaw, a strange idea suddenly appeared in his heart. This feeling is very subtle, probably because he has been involved in various dangerous incidents inexplicably, and his perception of the surrounding environment will become weaker. Be sharp.

Morrie, who accompanied Al, stayed for a second of brief silence before jumping off the rickshaw and heading straight for the Cross Clinic.

"Dr. Doyle has always been very dedicated, and his clinic is never closed except for specific prayer days."

After Al also ran over, Morrie confessed that he told Al to step back, while he himself stepped back a few steps and kicked him.The door of the clinic was not particularly strong, so the door was completely broken by Morrie's kick.

"Emma!"

The friendly lady fainted on the ground, with a lot of biscuits and coffee spilled beside her.Thankfully Ms Emma is still alive, it looks like she was just attacked and is in a coma.

A lot of people have died recently, and Al has been in a bad mood. If something happens to Ms. Emma, ​​Al feels a bit unacceptable.

"She's fine, don't worry." Morrie and Al worked together to help Emma to the chair, and took time to comfort Al.

After setting up Emma, ​​Al still had some worries in his eyes, especially after he quickly searched around the clinic but couldn't see Dr. Doyle.Although because of Rosser's words, Al also had some doubts about Dr. Doyle, but before the matter became clear, Al was more concerned about whether Dr. Doyle was well.

The area where the Cross Clinic is located is not particularly remote. After Morrie kicked the door and made a noise, some patrolmen have already tentatively walked over.Murray quickly showed his detective ID and told the other party to go to the police department to call someone.

"Someone else will take care of it soon. I'll take you home first. You need to take a shower and have a good rest." Morrie looked around, restraining the tired look on his face, and looked sincerely and concerned To Al.

The young man in front of him looked a little depressed, and his pair of vibrant lake blue eyes were a bit melancholy, which is not good, "Dr. Doyle is missing now, and the police department will go to his house to check on him when he returns. Yes, maybe he's home."

At this point, Al can't help it. After all, he can't go all over the world to find Doyle without any goal.But he didn't go back for a while, but sent Ms. Emma to the hospital first, planning to ask her some things after she woke up.

evening.

Al rubbed the center of his brows wearily. The hospital smelled like medicine, which was not unbearable, but it also made Al uncomfortable as if his head was swollen.

Da da da——Al's sluggish brain has not yet reacted when he got up, the person from a distance has already stood beside him, and rubbed him hard on the head by the way.

"What are you doing?" Al rolled his eyes at the instigator.

Morley gasped, and said with a smile, "I've always wanted to do this. Mr. Al's hair is really smooth and feels good to the touch."

Al didn't understand his bad taste, "...Did Ms. Emma say something?"

Two hours ago, Ms. Emma had woken up, and special agents from the Police Department came to ask her something.Al was just a private detective, so of course it was impossible for him to be on the scene.In addition, the attack on Emma also needs to be handled in a low-key manner. The Rosser murder and dismemberment case has just ended, and another case needs to be experienced, and the police department will be criticized again.

"This is based on Emma's description. I tried to draw the person who attacked her."

"Ah?" Al gave Morrie a strange look. Unexpectedly, in this era, Morrie would have criminal portrait profiles, which is simply at the forefront of the times.

After tentatively taking the drawings that Morrie handed over, Al could see that his sketches were of a very good standard, and it seemed that he had studied them systematically.But at the next moment, Al's whole body shivered, and the original exhaustion was swept away under the excitement.

On the blueprint, that figure gradually overlapped with a figure in Al's memory, the one he didn't want to think about since the breakup - Norton Evelyn.

"What's the matter? Do you know him?" Morrie frowned slightly, raised his hand and lightly pressed on Al's shoulder, his posture looked intimate and caring but seemed a bit dangerous.

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