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Chapter 624 The Mental Repression Hints of the Black Stripes

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    "Is that house still there?"

    "Isn't there some? You can live in any one you want. You really have a lot of things to do in a white coat."

    "I just want to live in that house, in the middle of the first floor. My sister and I used to live there, and it's the same every time we come."

    "But now there are guests, can't I help them drive away?"

    "Yes, please, I will pay double the room rate."

    "It's not about money, it's about reputation, how can"

    The scallion pancake vendor was talking, and the psychiatrist put the money on the bar.

    "Then let me try it for you. Really, there are so many houses, so I have to live in one of them. I'm really full. I have money and nowhere to spend it. Are you thinking about sweetness when you come back?"

    The psychiatrist looked around and saw that it was still the same, but it was repaired due to old leaks and rain, and the decoration style was basically the same as before.

    The psychiatrist went to the perimeter of the wall and observed the gaps. There were still things buried inside. The reason why my sister didn¡¯t come was that she was brutally murdered by the brother of the innkeeper.  His younger brother was forcibly sent to Anding Hospital for treatment, which would cause the brothers to be separated, but the murderer is considered a mental patient, so he doesn't need to pay for his life?

    The psychiatrist couldn't figure it out, so she always came here after her sister passed away. When the boss trusted her, she only needed to add a gap in the middle of the structure of each room and put a black strip on it, which would give people a sense of comfort.  Depression and urgency, coupled with the location of the inn, although the sun is shining, but as long as a black canopy is added to the outside of the inn to block the rain, the rays will not come in. As long as the curtains are not drawn, every room will be as dead ashes  , It is not an exaggeration to describe it as an urn.

    The reason why the psychiatrist did this was to avenge her sister. She might be able to look after the hearts of countless people, but she was finally helpless with her own knots.

    "It's done, let's go."

    The scallion pancake vendor accepted double the room rate, and led the psychiatrist to the corresponding room. The psychiatrist unknowingly pasted the narrow passages with black cloth one by one, and the vision immediately shrunk. It was already cramped.  The promenade, she said, was to help the boss design and decorate it.  The boss naturally has no doubts. After all, he has been busy with his younger brother's problems every day. He even keeps saying thank you to the psychiatrist. He may also feel guilty and blamed for her sister's death. Therefore, as long as the psychiatrist comes,  He never asks for a room fee.

    That is, since then, the business of the inn has become worse and worse, and after many guests come, they will beat the boss's mentally ill brother inexplicably, as if he has found a demon.

    "The boss is dead, but his younger brother is still alive, but why the boss doesn't count what he said? Didn't he say that one day, the inn will send it to my dead sister as compensation. Could it be that he burned paper for my sister?"

    After the psychiatrist walked into the room, he immediately closed the door tightly, staring at the coin behind the blackboard in a daze, and the dislocation of this position should have been discovered, then, the time for this person's death is coming.

    "Scallion pancakes, scallion pancakes! A new flavor that is both fragrant and sweet."

    When the psychiatrist walked out of the inn, he saw the scallion pancake vendor at the door again, and nodded slightly at him, thanking him for allowing him to stay, and this time, he would not leave.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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