Endless Debt.

Chapter 292 Innocent
"Evening? Party?"

Amy looked confused, apparently she didn't quite understand what the so-called "party" was.

"You can understand that a group of people celebrate some strange things for a strange reason, anyway, it's a pretty happy situation."

Bologo explained to Amy in his own way that he had hardly participated in the parties of the Undead Club for so long, mainly because every time these psychopaths were having too much fun, Burlogo couldn't accept it.

But they did a good job, that is, the scene was really joyful, even a serious person like Bologo, when he saw Threy flying on the pole, he managed to suppress his smile.

"They are... some of my friends, they are all undead, they are very interested in you, and I think you are the same?" Bologo continued.

"Undead? A group of undead?" Amyu repeated, the halo in his eyes slightly diffused.

She was already shocked when she met Bologo, an undead man, but judging from what Bologo said, there were not only Bologo, an undead man, but a large group of them in Opus.

Since when are the undead so worthless? They are everywhere.

"They're also quite interested in you. They want to meet you. Maybe they can solve some problems for you, such as... the part about Alice."

Every time Alice was mentioned, Burlogo felt a little uneasy.

People are dead when they die, and there is nothing, but Aimu can see the phantom of Alice and talk to her, instinctively, Burlogo feels that this matter is not that simple.

In the conversation with Aimiao, Aimiao said that everything is normal.

Burlogo trusts Amy, and believes that Amy will not deceive him, but he feels that it is not that simple...

"Aimu? Come to work!"

After the two talked for a while, Bai Li's voice came over.

Now Amy is practicing in the sublimation furnace core...as Bailey's assistant.

"Finally I can relax and do my own things." Badr was very grateful for Aimu's arrival.

Bologo and Bailey started to feel uncomfortable after being together for a few minutes, and he didn't know how Bader survived for so many years. He asked Bader himself, and Bader simply replied.

"Used to it."

With so many bitterness and tears hidden behind such a simple sentence, Bologo no longer knows what to say.

"Okay, then I'll pick you up at night." Burlogo and Amyu made an appointment.

……

"I really miss you all, but you also know that as an excellent field worker, I will return to the battlefield one day."

On the subway platform of the Frontier Nursing Home, Palmer greeted and bid farewell to the nurses who took care of him with a sad face.

"Thank you all very much."

Palmer bowed deeply, almost on the verge of tears.

After being away from home for so long, he rarely felt humanistic care here. If it wasn't for the message from Lebius, he would have resigned automatically if he didn't return to work. Palmer really wanted to stay here for a while longer.

"Everyone! We will remember you! As long as I don't die outside, we will meet again one day."

The subway roared and stopped behind Palmer. He waved at the nurse who came to see him off, and walked into the carriage with a look of reluctance.

Obviously going back to work, Palmer looked like he had stepped into hell, although judging from the nature of his work, it was true to say so.

The nurses kept their signature smiles and waved at Palmer through the car window until the doors closed and the subway drove Palmer towards the reclamation room, the smiles on their faces gradually stiffened and then collapsed .

"Ah... Finally sent this guy away."

"This guy is too naive. I feel like I'm taking care of children these days."

"Are all field staff like this now? How does the field department recruit people?"

Out of the professional ethics of medical staff, every nurse showed enough patience when taking care of Palmer, but the more patient and tolerant, the more presumptuous Palmer was.

Palmer didn't do anything excessive, but his mentally handicapped behavior accumulated a lot, which inevitably made the nurses feel bad.

"Actually... I think he's okay. Although it's naive, it can be understood as naive, right?"

A nurse whispered, and the others froze for a moment, and couldn't help recalling the recent incident with Palmer in their minds.

This guy was crazy to please the nurses. He thought he was trying to get some contraband, but he just asked someone to get a few tapes. Or, he was doing something mysteriously in the middle of the night. When the nurses kicked open the door, only Seeing that this guy is mixing medical alcohol with water, let's see if he can make some drinking alcohol.

After a short thought, the nurses agreed that Palmer is not a bad person, but lacks in brains.

Then I remembered the rumors related to Palmer. It is said that he was a normal person before, and he was the best rookie employee of the year in the Field Service Department. His family has severed ties with him because of this, and they are truly tragic figures...

Of course, Palmer couldn't hear the discussions behind these scenes at all, and he was still studying what to do next.

As early as a few days ago, Palmer was able to be discharged from the hospital, but he prevaricated with various reasons, lying motionless in the frontier nursing home, until Lebius couldn't take it anymore and issued an ultimatum, he was reluctant to leave He packed his luggage carefully and returned to the reclamation room.

According to the current situation, Palmer returned only to meet Lebius, and there should be no task assigned to him for the time being.

The fact is just as Palmer thought, the sixth team is now tracking TEDA, and before there is any new progress, the special operations team is idle.

"In other words, I can go home directly, right?"

In the office, Palmer hesitated and said to Lebius.

"That's the theory." Lebius said without raising his head.

"What do you mean, theoretically?"

Palmer didn't understand, and then saw Levius pointing to the pile of documents beside him, and said, "Uriel is on leave today, please come and help me sort out these documents."

"This... isn't it good? Team leader." Palmer didn't want to work, "I'm a field worker, so I can't do this kind of clerical work."

"According to the approval, you should have returned to the reclamation room to report a few days ago, but you didn't come back until today... Can I count you as absent from work without reason?"

Levius hit the nail on the head, and Palmer was speechless for a moment, and then...then he said nothing, silently picking up the files on the desktop.

Serving tea and water, sweeping the floor and knocking on the back.

A few hours ago, Palmer was still a master in the frontier nursing home, being taken care of by the nurses. After returning to the reclining room, he became a servant in one fell swoop, being ordered around by Lebius.

The huge contrast made Palmer emotional, but there was nothing he could do. Since the Clakes family cut off Palmer's living expenses, Palmer's only source of income was the salary of the Field Service Department. Now, he can only go to Thurley.

Palmer knew one thing very well, he and Seri were only superficially friendly, if he really defected to him and his family found out, then he really wouldn't be able to go back to Fengyuan Heights.

Busy until the evening, Lebius let Palmer go, and Palmer walked out of the Order Bureau exhaustedly and came to the street.

Palmer was alone on the street full of lights and feasting, and when he thought of his situation, he suddenly felt a little sad.

Since he became a debtor, he was unfortunately accompanied by Palmer, and his former good partner Church also abandoned him. Finally, he ushered in the immortal Burloge, but Burlogo's attention was not enough. All on Amy.

At times like this, Palmer comforted himself that he still had a fiancée...a fiancée who only appeared on the phone.

Palmer suddenly felt that his life was a failure, and felt sad. Like a lost dog, he wandered around the street, walking, and came to the entrance of the Undead Club.

Looking up at the familiar signboard, Palmer felt a little complicated.

Unexpectedly, in this huge oath city Opals, the only one who can accommodate me is the Undead Club, and the only person I can drink with is the night clan lord, Threy, who has a bloody feud with the Krex family. Villelis.

Palmer couldn't help feeling the irony of fate, but in the face of this cruel reality, who cares about these?

Recalling the fine wine in the wine cellar, Palmer pushed the door open and walked in. He saw lights and festoons in the Undead Club, and all kinds of wine piled up on the table, just like when he and Burlogo first came, Seth Ray's welcome party for them.

Wait a minute, party?

Between the balloons and the colored ribbons, a banner hangs above the bar, and the words "Welcome" can be vaguely seen.

Palmer's heart was touched.

Turning around, he saw Thurley who was busy. This guy was fiddling with something in front of the dome jukebox. Then Thurley also noticed Palmer. Before Thurley could say anything, Palmer hugged Thurley.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be an undead who cared so much about me!" Palmer burst into tears.

As expected of his best friend, at this time, only Seri would celebrate his discharge from the hospital.

Palmer's enthusiasm made Seri a little overwhelmed, and soon he seemed to understand something, and his expression became complicated.

"Thurley, you are my good brother!" Palmer said in a trembling voice.

The expected response didn't sound, Palmer looked suspiciously at Thurley, and Thurley tilted his head in a rare way, avoiding Palmer's gaze.

Palmer stiffly let go of Threi, looked at the surrounding decorations, "This is a welcome party for me, isn't it?"

Thurley said nothing.

"Is... right?" Palmer asked cautiously.

At this time, several balloons collided and moved away, revealing the words under the banner.

"Welcome new friend Amy..."

　Exhaust yourself and your peers to death, don't live!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)