Thank you for the invitation. I have just "retired" from an underground organization with a mortality rate of 99%. I am running a psychological clinic and plan to be a waste and wait to die. The clinic was on the verge of bankruptcy, with very few visitors. The only receptionist was the amnesiac young man I picked up, and the only regular visitor was the overzealous detective in the area. Every day he suspected that I was some kind of hidden master. Me: Thanks, I just want to be a weak man who can't even unscrew the bottle cap. Until one day, the door of the clinic was pushed open. The new visitors are all "gifted": There is a super-controlling boss who complains that he is always harassed by a mysterious organization, and the other party tries to CPU him. A top celebrity who suffers from bulimia said that he was so raped by his rival that he always wanted to chew on table legs in the middle of the night. A retired soldier with PTSD insists that he was involved in a conspiracy that could overturn the city. Me (drinking tea): Yeah, these are normal stress reactions. As soon as I turned around, I beat up all the monsters and monsters trying to cause trouble under my nose until they called me daddy. I just want to retire peacefully, why do people always force me to find another job? ! Small Theater: At first, hot-blooded detective Jiang Chi felt that the psychiatrist named Lu Yan was like a helpless vase. He could not carry it on his shoulders or lift it, and he would fall over when the wind blew. He needed to be protected. Later, when he saw Lu Yan pressing the head of a Class A wanted criminal into the wall with one hand, he smiled warmly and said, "Friend, your mental problem is a bit serious and you need electrotherapy... Oh no, can we have a deeper communication?" Jiang Chi silently took back his gun and began to doubt his life.
