"Where did it go wrong?"
Kieran leaned back on his desk and pondered carefully.
Kieran wasn't surprised that Mordin's sculpture had some problems. In fact, after [Hell Breath] went through some changes, Kieran had quite the vigilance against Mordin's sculpture.
Because of that, he stopped absorbing the energy from the sculpture.
Following the interrogator and the members of Broken Fire Council during the papal era, Kieran's vigilance against Mordin's sculpture didn't go down at all after he saw the truth of history, instead, he was a little more suspicious.
The person who could survive in that chaotic era and create such a sculpture would not be weak in terms of strength.
Then …
What was the distress signal on the base of the sculpture?
Was it a trap with ulterior motives?
Or was it a real distress signal?
Kieran had no idea.
All he knew was that when he touched the so-called Dark Gold energy, Mordin's sculpture showed some unusual movements. It was very slight, the kind that one couldn't even notice when standing close to it.
If it wasn't for Kieran's Intuition nearing rank II and his Spirit reaching rank V, he wouldn't have noticed the unusual movements.
However, since he noticed it, Kieran was prepared.
So he wasn't surprised that he appeared in Hell.
But …
The identity of the psychiatrist and the treatment room caught him off guard.
The energy in his body didn't feel sluggish at all, all the necessary items were available, and the system didn't give him any notifications. Kieran frowned hard.
But then, he looked at the insomniac patient who was sleeping on the sofa in shock.
Traces of pure energy were slowly flowing into his body.
It was similar to Dark Gold energy but it didn't require Gluttony to convert it to absorb it.
Of course, based on Kieran's character, he wouldn't be so careless.
After the order was given, Gluttony jumped up and started to chew and swallow the traces of pure energy.
The amount of pure energy wasn't much.
However, it was equivalent to the amount of a normal Bento in [The Meaning of Eating] dungeon.
Feeling the slight growth of the five Origin Forces in his body, Kieran's gaze at the unconscious patient had an extra sense of rumination.
Energy couldn't be created out of thin air.
There was definitely a process of absorption and transformation.
Even Ascetic Monks needed to hammer their will and spirit as if they were forging in order to produce a trace of power.
But what about the insomnia patient in front of him?
Ordinary people!
Regardless of whether it was the lack of trained muscles or the fact that there was no aura circulating in his body, all of it indicated the other party's identity.
However, this person possessed a trace of pure power.
"Unknown?"
Kieran muttered to himself.
The unknown represented danger.
A crisis can cause fear.
But as long as he repelled his fear, it would be an opportunity.
Kieran examined the insomniac patient in a more detailed manner. After confirming that the patient was a normal person, he walked towards the window.
She pushed open the window, and without the glass blocking her view, the morning sun blew in along with the breeze.
Warm and cozy.
The window was on the second floor, and there was a small courtyard downstairs.
From Kieran's point of view, there was a row of three tall palm trees on the left. The one in the middle was even taller than the window on the second floor. In order to get a clear view of the tree's crown, Kieran would have to lean over to get a better look.
On the right was a grape trellis. The vines on the trellis were lush and lush, full of life. The people sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion couldn't help but feel comfortable.
A white cobblestone path connected the door and the building that Kieran was in.
The door was made of bronze, and the gap between each fence was wide enough for a fist to fit through, yet it wouldn't cause any unnecessary trouble to the owner. It was beautiful and safe.
Looking past the door, one could see a quiet community.
The houses were scattered in an orderly manner, and there were even pedestrians walking their dogs.
Kieran reached out his hand and touched the marble windowsill. The touch told him that everything was real.
His powerful Intuition also told him that what he saw was real as well.
"Another world?"
Kieran wondered in his heart.
However, he didn't recklessly check if it was real or not.
Although he had become a high-ranker, Kieran didn't forget the time when he was still a newbie. Every time he entered a new dungeon world, the benefits of his identity would bring him.
It wasn't just convenient, it was also safe.
So, Kieran knew what he should do in a strange and unknown place if he already had a reasonable identity.
Never do anything that didn't match his identity.
At least, before he understood the true nature of this world, being reckless wouldn't bring him any benefits.
Therefore, when he saw the unconscious insomniac show signs of waking up, Kieran went up to him and gave him another chop.
Pak!
A clear chop later, the insomniac patient went back to sleep.
This time, there wasn't any power that came out.
"Only once?"
Kieran sighed in disappointment and walked out of the office.
Outside the office, the place looked like a home.
A blue and white collision carpet covered the whole corridor. On the opposite side was a half-closed balcony. The frame was made of metal and glass acted as a screen. There was a white round table and three chairs of the same color. On top of the table was an ashtray without a cigarette butt.
Looking from the balcony, it was much more spacious than looking from the window. The whole neighborhood was within his sight.
It seemed like the balcony was a waiting area for people.
It proved that his identity's business was quite good.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have opened a family psychology clinic in this high-class neighborhood.
Kieran walked on the soft carpet and turned to the other side. There were stairs leading to the first and third floor.
Based on the layout of the house, the first floor should be the reception area and the third floor should be his personal living quarters.
Kieran didn't go down but headed to the third floor.
Right now, he urgently needed to know more information about his identity.
The stairs were made of solid wood and were painted with a layer of dark red paint. When he walked on it, he felt steady.
After turning a corner, he went up to the third floor.
A square floor mat appeared in front of him. Next to it were clothes racks and shoe racks with clothes and shoes on them.
Without a doubt, although his identity opened a family psychology clinic, it completely separated the work area and the living area.
Kieran changed into slippers according to the habit of his identity and pushed open the door in front of him.
As always, it was clean and simple.
There was a single bed, a bookshelf, a computer desk, and a bathroom.
Other than that, there was nothing else. The walls were clean and white.
Without the slightest disappointment, Kieran glanced at the computer and began to search the computer desk and the bookshelf.
People would always hide some secrets.
A familiar place would make them feel safe.
Therefore, these secrets must be within reach, but in a place that others couldn't reach.
The computer had an internet cable, so it was obviously not suitable.
The computer desk and bookshelf were much more suitable.
Soon, Kieran found something.
In the most frequently flipped book on the bookshelf, he found a small half of a picture.
The person in the picture was "him" with a bright smile.
The other half was cut off.
There were no words on the back of the picture.
However, from the posture of "him" in the picture, it should be holding hands.
Kieran frowned.
And from such a posture and the result of the photo processing, this identity should have a heterosexual lover or something.
This was not good news for Kieran.
But fortunately, the two parties obviously broke up.
It was worth celebrating!
Kieran slightly breathed a sigh of relief. After putting the picture back, he began to look at the books in front of him.
Most of them were psychological books, and the rest were miscellaneous books. If he wanted to thoroughly check them, it would obviously take a lot of time.
And downstairs, there was still a patient waiting for him.
Turning around and going downstairs, Kieran returned to the office.
When the patient showed signs of waking up again, Kieran chopped him with his hand again.
Kieran controlled his strength very well.
He could make the patient fall asleep without causing real damage to the patient.
After that, he chopped again. It was already noon.
Kieran heard the nurse's footsteps.
Dok, Dok, Dok.
"Come in."
The knocks on the door were much softer than before. After getting permission from Kieran, the nurse walked in and looked at the sleeping insomniac patient. Her gaze at Kieran was filled with admiration.
As expected of the Fervon Psychology Prize winner!
"Doctor, the consultation session is about to end.
He is your only appointment today, so you can rest in the afternoon.
And … And, I have two tickets to the new Emerald Tower, do you want to go with me … "
The young nurse stammered.
"Do you have popcorn and snacks?"
Kieran asked out of instinct.
"No, those are too high in calories, I'm on a diet."
The young nurse instinctively shook her head.
"No thanks.
I'm a little tired today.
I want to rest in the afternoon. "
Kieran rejected the nurse's invitation right away.
The name of the movie told him it was a boring one, so he didn't want to waste his time on it.
"Okay."
The nurse nodded in disappointment, but she didn't forget her duty. She started to wake the insomniac patient on the sofa.
"Tsk!
Why do I feel a little pain in my neck? "
As soon as the insomniac woke up, he covered his neck and groaned.
"Maybe it's a stiff neck.
You're familiar with your pillow, so you're not used to my pillow. Just go and apply a hot compress. "
"How do you feel?"
Kieran explained in a serious manner and asked for the treatment results.
"Great!
I haven't had a good rest for a few days! "
"Thank you so much!"
"As expected of the Fervon Psychology Prize winner. I've seen a few psychologists before, but none of them worked. They only told me to take sleeping pills."
The insomniac patient was full of praises.
The compliments made the nurse look at Kieran in a different light.
I was rejected because I'm a little fat!
I'll go on a diet and lose five pounds!
I'll reach the perfect weight!
I'll invite a doctor then!
He'll definitely agree!
The nurse made up her mind. She brought the patient to the first floor to make the payment and prepare the medical record.
Throughout the whole process, Kieran didn't say a word.
Kieran was used to keeping quiet about things he didn't understand.
It was better to see more than to talk.
Soon, under Kieran's gaze, the nurse finished everything. The insomniac patient thanked her again and left the clinic.
Then, the nurse got off work as well.
"Doctor, I'm leaving now."
"If it's possible, please order fewer takeaways."
"Too much greasy food is not healthy."
"You should abstain from food occasionally, it's good for your body."
Before the nurse left, she reminded Kieran out of kindness.
"Um."
Kieran nodded. The moment the door closed, he picked up the takeaway flyer on the first floor.
It wasn't a normal takeaway flyer with a phone number and a few pictures of the food.
This particular takeaway flyer clearly stated that they would provide different custom-made meals every day, but they would only serve the community. It also stated that the food would be the freshest ingredients and the chef would be on-site.
Kieran picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello, Love Food Hut is at your service."
"Today's custom-made meals are imperial salad, roasted rabbit meat, potato braised beef, and crucian carp soup. You can choose your main course, white bread and baked corn pancakes."
"What do you need?"
The operator with the sweet voice asked.
"I need five complete meals."
Kieran said.
"We can give you fried chicken, fries, and coke for every meal, would you like that?"
The operator added.
"Okay, I'll have every meal."
"My address is 2-1-6."
Kieran gave the operator the address.
"We'll be there in 10 minutes."
The operator assured him.
As a matter of fact, five minutes later, someone rang the doorbell.
A tall, slender, and beautiful woman in a white chef's outfit walked in.
"Hello, Doctor 2567."
"I'm Love Food Hut's chef, Nala."
"Are you hosting a party?"
"We have a professional bartender."
She was obviously familiar with the community and knew who was staying at 2-1-6.
"No."
"I'm alone."
"You can use the empty space over there."
Kieran shook his head and pointed at the empty space in the yard.
"Alone?"
Nala was stunned, but her professionalism stopped her from asking. She started to order the kitchen helpers to bring down the food.
The fruits and vegetables were as fresh as the advertisement said.
The rabbit meat was marinated beforehand, the red and white parts of the beef were distinct, like marble; the crucian carp was jumping around.
As for the free fried chicken, fries, and coke?
The former was warm and the latter was cold and delicious.
A single bite tasted the crispy fried chicken, the crispy fries, and the sweet coke. It was delicious.
Kieran held the fried chicken, fries, and coke beside the pergola, eating as he watched Nala process the ingredients.
Decent knife skills.
Skillful hands.
The stove was set up.
The whole rabbit was put on the stove.
The beef was blanched.
The crucian carp was put into a basin of warm water to spit out sand.
Although he was alone, he was able to do it with ease.
He was a qualified chef.
With Kieran's eyes, he could easily tell the chef's level.
Compared to Starbeck, he was incomparable.
But compared to other common chefs, he was a lot better.
No wonder he dared to be a chef.
Soon, the aroma of the food spread.
Right at that moment, the phone rang from the room.
Ring Ring Ring.
The sudden ringing interrupted Kieran, who was immersed in the aroma of the food and enjoying the good time.
He frowned, stood up, and walked into the room.
"Is this Mr. 2567?"
The moment he picked up the phone, a cold voice came from the other end.
"Yes."
Kieran answered.
After getting confirmation, the cold voice continued.
"I'm sorry to inform you that your ex-wife's body has just been found in her apartment.
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