Boss Invasion

"The Thousand-Year-Old Detective ている.

Exploring my heart.

あなたがですか?privy to the bright future..."

In a dark and spacious room, the fat Millennium Duke, who looked like a kind old lady, was knitting a sweater by the light of candlelight. The rocking chair shook slightly and made a squeaking sound.

He hummed softly in his mouth, and his voice contained three parts excitement and seven parts nostalgia.

"Rhode, is it you? I can feel your genetic factor, even though it is still very weak..."

The Millennium Earl stopped what he was doing, picked up the clothes and shook them. A room of lavender women's sweaters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The style is trendy. If a girl wears it, it will be very beautiful.

The Millennium Earl smiled with satisfaction.

"Rhode! You must not have imagined that the new world is much more interesting than the previous one. The massive population represents countless unwilling humans, which also represents countless demons. Hehehe, there is obviously no holy existence, but there are always people who can Destroy the demon.

The warrior power system in this world is complex and changeable.

It's really interesting that a mere first-level demon can inspire so many resistance forces! "

The Millennium Earl stood up and took a step forward. The house clothes on his body parted like a peanut shell, revealing the neat white windbreaker underneath.

"Let's go, Pumpkin Umbrella, let's go welcome Rod home!"

The pumpkin umbrella nodded ignorantly, completely unaware of the inhumane treatment it would face in the future.

The Millennium Earl smiled happily, his fat body jumped slightly, and disappeared.

In the room, candles burned gently.

From an unknown corner, the singing just now was faintly heard.

"The Thousand-Year-Old Detective is a detective..."

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Elm Street, Asylum.

The ambulance rushed in early in the morning, and several caregivers pushed a girl who was tightly bound in a corset and hurriedly pushed her into the consulting room.

A middle-aged woman in the co-pilot walked out with her arms covered. She was still stained with blood and looked a little embarrassed. Her face looked five parts angry, three parts confused, and two parts at a loss.

A doctor walked up, but before he could speak, a middle-aged woman grabbed his arm.

"Doctor, please help my daughter! Her hallucinations are getting worse and worse, and she even attempted suicide in the toilet last night.

But no matter how I asked, she always believed that she was being chased by a ghost.

God, this is ridiculous. "

Halfway through her words, she was already dancing with excitement.

The doctor is very calm, mental illnesses are all kinds of weird, and the families of mentally ill patients are basically carved from the same template.

I can’t say there are people who are worried about patients, but they are definitely in the minority.Many more simply expressed joy at being out of trouble.

The woman in front of me obviously meant the same thing, and she was just saying this to make her conscience feel better.

Before going to bed at night, you can lie to yourself that it is not because you are cruel, but because your daughter needs medical treatment, so she is left alone in the mental hospital.

During the day, you can deceive yourself and say that this choice is the best for your daughter.

As time goes by, you will naturally feel at ease.

The doctor has seen too many people like this. He glanced at the woman and said calmly, "What exactly do you want to express?"

"I'm talking about my daughter's symptoms..."

"Don't worry, we will do our best!" The doctor interrupted her expressionlessly and turned to leave.

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and did not follow him. Instead, she went directly to the lobby on the first floor to go through the admission procedures.

In the clinic, the girl who had just been taken off her straitjacket jumped off the bed when the nurses were not paying attention, grabbed an infusion bottle, and confronted the nurses in a crazy manner.

"Stop it, you devils, don't touch me!"

The caregivers turned a deaf ear and slowly approached from three directions with their locks ready.

The girl yelled, "Freddie, is this all you can do? I'm so disappointed. Don't think I'll be soft on you if you transform into someone else. Tell you, I'll fight you today!"

The girl's voice echoed in the consulting room.

The caregivers looked at each other.

"Who is Freddy?"

"I don't know. Her symptoms are that she doesn't sleep, yells, and has suicidal tendencies. I'm afraid she has hallucinations."

"So Freddy is her enemy."

"It's very possible, but now we are her enemies, everyone, please be careful!"

The nurses in mental hospitals are completely different species from those in hospitals.

They were only responsible to the dean and doctors, and were extremely cruel to patients, beating and scolding them at every turn.

Even if there is a girl in front of him, he will never show mercy.

Mental patients have broad thinking and may not have seizures at any time. If they suffer too much, they will have a long memory.

The nurses are very capable, and the girls are not to be outdone.

I wonder how it would be so easy for a female man to have sex with Freddy the Fierce Man.

The two sides fought for several rounds, but it was a mess, the shelves fell down, pills were scattered, and all the bottles and jars were broken into glass shards.

What was originally a good story has turned into the background of a ghost movie.

when!

The door was pushed open violently, and a blond woman shouted angrily, "Stop it!"

The nurses looked back and said, "Dr. Nancy! This is..."

"I said stop!"

Nancy said with a cold face, "I will accept this girl. You all can get out!"

"Dr. Nancy, this is Dr. Frank's patient..."

"I will tell him personally!"

The caregivers looked at each other and obviously didn't want to provoke the wildcat-like girl anymore, so they shrugged and walked out.

As the door closed, Nancy's expression suddenly softened.

She watched the girl with guarded eyes slowly squat down.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Nancy suddenly sang a song: "One or two, Freddy will come to you ~ Three or four, lock your door ~ Five or six, hold on to your sheets ~ Seven or eight, you will stop breathing ~Ninety, you won’t be able to sleep~”

The girl's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.

Nancy said "Freddy?"

The girl was silent for a while, her tense body gradually relaxed, and she nodded slowly, "Do you know him?"

"You may not believe it, but I am the only survivor among all the children in the kindergarten!"

The girl was a little excited, "How did you do it?"

"Kill him again!" Nancy said coldly.

At the same time, thick black clouds silently shrouded the sky over the mental hospital.

It was like a ball of ink soaked in light wantonly, seeming to completely separate this space and drag it directly into darkness.

On Elm Street, the crowds of people passing by had disappeared at some point, and the empty streets looked very desolate under the cold wind.

In the shadows, black shadows flashed.

The Millennium Earl appeared in mid-air, riding a pumpkin umbrella, smiling as happily as a child.

"Rhode, Rhodes, it is you, I knew you would definitely come. The eldest son of the Noah family, wake up!"

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