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Chapter 11 Irina's Psychological Counseling Clinic

Chapter 11 Irina's Psychological Counseling Clinic (Please collect!)
"Officer Roy, it's me, Larmore."

Larmore is the landlord of the apartment where Roy rents. He is a white man in his sixties. This old and dated three-story apartment building has more than thirty rooms, all of which belong to him.

Recognizing Lamore's voice, Roy thought for a moment and slowly loaded his pistol. He picked up the bulletproof vest on the sofa and walked to the door.

Roy gently pressed the bulletproof vest against the door. Through the peephole, Roy observed the situation outside the door. In the narrow field of vision, there was only the figure of Lamore.

"What's the matter, Mr. Larmore?"

Roy did not open the door, but put the muzzle of the gun against it.

The reason why he was so cautious was because he had recently offended the redneck motorcycle gang. In the United States, police officers were often retaliated against, especially in the 2000s. It is better to be safe than sorry.

"The residents downstairs complained that your bathroom is leaking."

"Got it. I'll take care of it tomorrow during the day."

"Do you need me to help you find someone?"

"No, I'll find someone to handle it myself."

"Okay, officer, good night."

Larmore left.

Roy pressed his ear gently against the door.

There was only the sound of one person's footsteps outside.

Seeing that there was no danger, Roy put away the pistol.

the next morning.

Roy sent a message to Oscar, asking him to bring tools to repair the sewer at noon.

After arranging this, he took out $10 from the safe, went downstairs, drove, and went straight to the hospital.

Come to the hospital.

Roy deposited $10 into Irene's medical account.

Outside the ICU ward, Roy watched through the isolation window for a whole morning until Oscar sent a message, and then Roy left the hospital.

This money is enough to cover next month's medical expenses.

Irene's condition was very bad. The doctor advised that there was no need to continue treating her and the chance of her waking up was slim. The insurance company had terminated the insurance service long ago, otherwise Roy would not have dealt with the body for money.

At noon, under Roy's supervision, Oscar fixed the leaking floor drain. After what happened last time, Oscar never dared to be clever again.

Only by giving a slap in the face and then giving a sweet date, and using both kindness and severity, can a person be completely subdued. This wisdom passed down by our ancestors is applicable in any country and society.

in the afternoon.

By appointment.

Roy's car stopped downstairs of Irina's psychological counseling clinic.

This private psychological clinic is located in Manhattan, the most prosperous area in New York, in a towering office building with hundreds of floors.

Enter the elevator.

According to the information on the business card, Roy pressed the 67th floor.

Ding--

The high-speed elevator door opens.

Walk through a corridor.

The doorplate of Irina Psychological Counseling Clinic came into view.

Roy pushed the door open and entered.

"Welcome, sir, do you have an appointment?"

The receptionist at the front desk in the outer hall asked in a sweet voice.

Roy came to the front desk, took out his ID and handed it to the receptionist: "Brooklyn Branch, Roy, I have an appointment."

The receptionist looked at Roy's ID, compared it with the information on the reception form, and respectfully returned the ID to Roy:

"Officer, please wait a moment. Doctor Irina is seeing a client. You will be next. Over there is a rest area. You can go there to rest first. Do you need any coffee?"

"can."

Putting the ID back in his pocket, Roy came to the rest area and chose a sofa to sit on. There was an ashtray on the table, which meant that smoking was allowed here. Then he lit a Marlboro.

Smoke enters the body and a warning sound sounds:

[Currently smoking: Lung capacity +1]

Roy: "..."

He turned his head and looked at the billboard hanging on the wall.

The photo of Irina Monica came into view.

She has blonde hair, gray eyes, thin and tall eyebrows, delicate lips and nose, and an unparalleled face shape, giving people a feeling of nobility, elegance and a little mystery.

The walls are covered with photos of her with political and business celebrities, and film and television stars.

Her resume is also astonishing.

Irina Monica, who is only 30 years old, graduated from New York University with a Ph.D. in psychology. She has served the Kennedy family and the Warburg family, knows many American political and business elites, and is well-known in the senior elite circles across the United States.

"Irina Monica..."

Roy whispered her name. He didn't understand.

How could such a high-ranking elite take on psychological counseling business at a police station under the jurisdiction of New York City? This is totally inconsistent with her status and position.

Just when Roy was confused.

The receptionist brought a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Roy, your Italian espresso."

"Thank you."

Roy took the coffee.

The receptionist returned to the front desk and picked up the phone. She stared at Roy's back and whispered into the phone:

"He drank it."

Roy took a sip of his coffee.

After a strong bitter taste, Roy felt a warm feeling.

at the same time,

A reminder sounded in his mind:

[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

Roy: "???"

He took another sip.

The beep sounded again.

[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

Keep drinking, just finish it.

[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

The receptionist widened her eyes and whispered into the phone:

"He drank it all."

After saying that, the receptionist hung up the phone.

[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

Lysergic acid diethylamide, also known as LSD, is a strong semi-synthetic hallucinogen synthesized by Swiss chemist Albert Hofmann in 1938.

LSD is colorless, odorless, and slightly bitter, and is typically used in effective doses at the microgram level, which is only one-tenth the weight of a grain of sand.

Lysergic acid diethylamide is a hallucinogenic drug used by the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) of the United States. It is mainly used for interrogation, hypnosis, and sensory deprivation to achieve the purpose of controlling the other party's psychology and behavior.

A cup of coffee.

The reminder sounds in Roy's mind rang continuously.

A slight dizzy feeling came over me.

He felt a little high.

It feels like taking drugs.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly, and the dizziness will gradually disappear.

His mental state returned to normal.

Increasing resistance is good...

Why did they drug me?

And it’s a CIA drug?

Roy's eyes narrowed as he fell into deep thought.

at this time,