[Comprehensive British and American] After the citizens of Gotham have the system

Evelyn really felt that she regretted it.Things were so unbelievable that she shouldn't have told Gail that she was hallucinating.

She couldn't trust her own brain, much less Hannibal.

This kind of high IQ criminal is not something he can fool.

"Evelyn, as a doctor, I need to ask, do you have a record of drug abuse?"

"I think the drug you're talking about is marijuana, heroin or something."

"Hannibal, you are so tactful."

Hannibal smiled slightly.

She could feel him relaxing her.

"No, no."

Although Hannibal didn't change his expression, Evelyn still sensed his slight surprise.

After all, [-] out of [-] in the Sin City area are "substance abusers" or have a "history of abuse."

"I know it sounds weird, but it's not." Evelyn reconfirmed.

This is something that makes her a little proud. Beautiful Country has a very low moral bottom line in this area. Even though the little sisters in the bar danced wildly to persuade her to have a high, facing the disappointed eyes of the little sisters and the exaggeration of the values ​​​​of the past 17 years, she They also controlled themselves not to try—they didn't know how vigilant or repelled florists were to such things.

Hannibal nodded and smiled encouragingly, "That's very good."

What follows is that Evelyn uses up her brain cells to respond to Hannibal's question, telling him that she heard someone tell her to do something.

In the end, she started talking nonsense, what told her to buy a donut, told her to stop studying and go to the disco at night, asked her to find a place to drink/drugs or something.

She was bullshitting, and she knew Hannibal knew she was bullshitting.

She had to make enough time for this interview. Although it was half of the task sent by Gail, it also proved that it was not suitable for her to see a psychiatrist at this time.

In the end it was Hannibal who let them both go first.

"Evelyn, considering your interview is quite stressful." God, he is so tactful.

"And what you say about 'hearing what someone's telling you to do'." He cut across the rest of the babble in his aria-like voice.

"Preliminary guesses that you may be under too much pressure caused by the nervousness of studying in college when you first entered the university." He paused, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Or some other small reasons that are only suitable for Evelyn and you to share."

For a split second, she felt as if Hannibal had seen through her, or really half seen through.

She forced a smile, "Then do I have any solution?"

"Get more rest, go to bed early, and hang out with other people."

"I have to say, this suggestion is very suitable for me." She is sincere now, "I really hope that Hannibal will help me write a medical record certificate and hand it over to my supervisor."

Hannibal was very cooperative and joked, "Then you may need to help me write a license to practice medicine first."

The pleasantries with Hannibal at the end were far more comfortable than the interview process.

By the time she came out of the dilapidated apartment where Hannibal was temporarily staying, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Even though she was considered the "head snake" in the city of crime, she had to speed up her pace in order not to get into any trouble.

Listening to the prompt sound of the system in the brain, the single cycle was repeated again.

Today is Saturday, and she plans to go directly back to Gail, although the latter may not want her to go back—after Evelyn is admitted to college, Gail hopes that she will draw a line with them and live a different life.

Evelyn doesn't like it, and even hates it a little bit. Gail and the others have given her far more than they imagined.

But anyway, when she stood at the door of the bar, Gail couldn't keep her out.

Sin City is a very gloomy place. Literally, there are many high-rise buildings, which should be full of feasting and feasting, but it seems to be a black and white photo, but only red can be seen. This also allows people to see those injured Desperadoes and wandering warblers who painted red lips on the street to attract patrons.

He lures wandering gamblers with his charm like a siren—anything is possible in this gloomy place.

Just like now, Evelyn is walking on the main road, which is only two blocks away from Gail's bar, and several cars are speeding on the street. She can vaguely hear a commotion in a clubhouse a few steps away from her, With the sound of a wooden barn.

Obviously, something went wrong.

She stopped, put her left hand into her bag, and touched the wooden bin as if nothing had happened, and sent a message to Gail with her right hand in her pocket.

Such a big commotion in the sin city is simply a provocation to them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of gunfire suddenly reached the door.

"Boom!" With a loud sound, a huge object fell from the sky to her feet. Just by hearing the sound, she could feel that if it really fell on her body, she would definitely die on the spot.

Oh, it's a person.

To be precise, it should be a man with a red steel hood, a black leather jacket, and a pull gun in one hand.

The red color at this end seems to be able to glow in the night of the sin city.

Is this a Joker fan?As we all know, the nickname of the clown before becoming a clown was "Red Hood".

And chasing after them were a dozen strong men with thick backs. They stood in front of the clubhouse, and they could still hear the chaotic sounds inside.

Evelyn vigilantly touched the urinal in the bag, and before she could speak, the clown imitator got up quickly, with smooth movements, which made Evelyn a little dazed.

She is now behind the pirate clown, and she can clearly see blood dripping from his waist.

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant. Apart from the rough breathing of the man in front, there was the "tick, tick" sound of blood falling on the ground.

"Hey! Don't be in a daze!" The pirated clown turned his head slightly, and said with his chin in a tone that spoke to dragging, "Now! Turn your head! Run!"

Evelyn's muscles tensed up, she was a little surprised, did she meet a kind person in the sin city?

She lowered her voice: "Sin City is Gale's territory, do you know what you are doing?"

"Little girl, it's none of your business. I advise you to still have a chance to escape." The leading brawny man said lightly, "It's not up to a biao to take care of our affairs."

"I've seen too many scum who got out of the crime city talk like you." Evelyn was not angry, and even wanted to laugh. These people always underestimate Gail and the others, and then ask for trouble.

So ordinary yet so confident.

The strong man smiled and took two steps forward, pointed to the zipper of his trousers, "You can try it, baby, then don't even think about leaving tonight."

The people behind him all looked at her and the pirated clown standing in front of her with naked smiles.

"Then don't even think about leaving." Evelyn quickly took out the wooden warehouse with her left hand and pointed it at the leading man.

And the other party obviously reacted quickly at the moment she made a move, and immediately took out the wooden warehouse and pointed it at them. The leading man smiled: "Then let's try."

When things got to this point, the pirated clown in front of him gritted his teeth: "You have to know that you could have left."

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The author has something to say:

Sisters, please stay away from drugs! ! !

To put it mildly, smoking D is irresponsible to oneself and the family; to say it is irresponsible to others and even the country and society.

About Narcotics Police:

Relevant data show that in our country, the death rate of anti-drug police is 4.9 times that of ordinary police, and the injury rate is as high as 10 times.The average life expectancy of anti-narcotics police is only 41 years old, 32.5 years lower than the national average life expectancy, and 1.8 years lower than the average age of national public security police who die in the line of duty.

Questions about the D products in the beautiful country:

(Huayu 6.28) In 2019, more than 7.2 people died of drug overdose in the United States throughout the year. After the outbreak of the epidemic in 2020, this number rose instead of falling. The US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention revealed in May 2020 that in the past year The number of people who overdose due to drugs is as high as 5. The main reason is that the unemployment and economic recession brought about by the epidemic have caused more people to find solace in drugs.