Private beauty care doctor

I laughed and said, "Probably Tong Minghai's identity. Who the hell is he?"

Sherlock: "This Tong Minghai has two identities, one is an employee of a private security company. The other is not called by this name, his name is Jin Yongqiang! But it is not clear whether he is a Korean or a North Korean. The data shows , Jin Yongqiang is a gang member on the Korean street in New York. Just last year, he is suspected of killing a Taiwanese man and two Japanese men and is wanted by the police.”

"J, do you think this Tong Minghai is Jin Yongqiang?" Sherlock asked excitedly.

I said, "What do you think? Is there any doubt?"

Sherlock said excitedly: "It seems that it's time for me to organize a capture."

I persuaded: "Hey, Sherlock, remember what I said?"

Sherlock: "Oh, now that I think about it, if you strike the grass rashly, you will startle the snakes lurking inside."

Me: "Right! In this way, I think it is very necessary for you to contact a Mr. Mo, and then use him to find out about Tong Minghai's daily schedule. By the way, this Mr. Mo lives in Mr. Francis. home."

Sherlock: "Very good, just for one or two days, I will choose the right time to talk to him."

I smiled: "Sherlock, do you consider me a friend?"

"certainly……"

"Before you find Mr. Mo, can you say hello to me?"

Sherlock...

"J, although this is not in compliance with the rules, but... no problem."

I smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

It was two groups of Japanese who were looking for Lao Mo.

Fang Dao was the first to grab blood samples.In the second batch, the ones who robbed people were the little five wolves and Yamamoto.

Now that Lao Mo has finished harming the little five wolves and Yamamoto, let's move on.

If my guess is correct, tonight, Lao Mo will first disturb Marilyn.Then, follow Fang Dao to find out the truth about the blood sample.

Then, the first thing she was looking for was Lao Mo.

ok...

The plan is in place, let Uncle Mo continue to mix it up.

Next, I still have two levels that need to be played!

The first level, black uncle, what is the origin?What is his name, where is he from, and how to deal with him.The second level is the virus of the Francis family.

What will this family mutate into?

I looked up and glanced at Aguga.

Little Ah San was looking at me dumbfounded.

I smiled: "Hey, I have a task for you."

Ah San: "What task?"

Me: "Speed ​​up the mutation rate of the virus in the blood sample, and then you can analyze what it is."

Ah San struggled: "I have limited equipment, so it's already... very difficult to analyze this blood sample roughly."

I said, "Keep it up, for medicine."

Ah San gritted her teeth: "Okay, work harder."

Actually, I don't have any hope for Ah San, yes, even if he studies again, how many instruments and so on can there be in a small clinic.You know, catalyzing the virus mutation process is a job that needs to be done in a professional laboratory.

What Ah San did was indeed a bit difficult.

But right now, timing is everything.

Xue'ezi is inseparable from this matter, and it is unrealistic for me to go to her lab boss by myself.

Everything can only be dealt with, one step forward, one step at a time.

He left Ah San's house.

I went back to my own home.

After a tiring day, I'm too lazy to bother a few girls, wash up hastily, and go to bed to sleep.

The next day, get up early.

I got two calls.

One is a call from a Japanese banshee, she is urging me to start working.

I said right away, there are some things at home, and I'm delayed.

The other call was from Steve, who sells Chinese medicine in the small town.He told me that Father Vincent used the medicated pillow and felt very comfortable when he got up in the morning. He called specifically, hoping that Steve could bring his friend who made the medicated pillow to him.He wants to thank me face to face.

I promised Steve that I would meet him at his little pharmacy later.

Go downstairs, at the dining table, have breakfast with the black girl, Catherine, the queen, and Xiaoqi.

"Hey, Janet has a mission for you."

The black girl was a little excited, and rushed to ask me, "What task?"

It is estimated that she has been bored for the past two days, and for some reason, when she heard the word "mission", she immediately regained her spirits.Of course, being bored is only a small reason, the important reason is that she almost lost all the money on her body. (This is what Xiaoqi told me)

I thought for a while: "You can contact the bureau and ask them to find out who among Francis' family members likes sailing the most."

Black girl: "No problem!"

I said: "This is very important. If there are no people who like sailing, it is best to be able to investigate the entry and exit records of the Francis family for more than a year."

The black girl replied ok.

Arranged with the brunette, I didn't go to Francis's to join in the fun with the gang, but to Steve's.

When he arrived at the place, Steve was very happy: "J, thank you so much, Father Vincent is very grateful, he called early in the morning, I hope, I can take you to his church."

I said, "Okay, I'd love to."

15 minutes later, Steve and I came to this small temple in the small town.

In the small town, there is only such a foreigner's temple.

What is offered in the temple is a foreign Bodhisattva whose surname is Yes, and the single name is the word Su.

The temple is not big, but it’s not too small. Usually, there are not many people coming, so there are two pujas (masses) on Saturdays and Sundays, and there is a choir to sing foreign scriptures together on New Year’s and holidays.

At the gate of my small temple, I saw Father Vincent.

The priest has obvious characteristics of Italian race, he is tall and burly, with a stubble beard.

After seeing me from a long distance, the priest waved.

When he got close, Steve introduced: "Hi, Father, this is the amazing Chinese medicine man I mentioned."

The priest said solemnly, "My dear child, may the Lord bless you."

Let me explain here, I am not his child. The reason why I say this is because the priest is a priest, and he represents the Bodhisattva in the temple. Therefore, outsiders will always say my dear child.

The sun is shining brightly outside.

We chatted a few polite words.

The priest invited us into the room to talk in detail.

At this time, Steve's phone rang just in time, and his wife came, saying that a patient came and asked him to go back to see a doctor.

So Steve left first, leaving me alone, and went into the house with the priest.

The small temple is not counted, and it is very clean.

Entering the house, there are two rows of benches, this one is used for prayer, and directly opposite, there is a cross, on which the great Jesus is enshrined!

The priest and I walked to a bench, and then he took out the medicine bag I gave him yesterday, patted and said: "J, this is really a good thing, I want to ask, what is in it?"

I made a gesture and said, "Heavenly Father gave us herbs in nature."

"Oh... so it's like this." The priest was amazed, and hugged the pillow tightly as if hugging a baby.

Next, the priest said to me again: "My dear friend, recently, I have been suffering from insomnia and amnesia. I often forget many things. Tell me, what should I do?"

I looked at the face of the priest, I motioned for him to stretch out his hand, and then I felt the pulse.

Then I said: "Your rhinitis must have tortured you to death."

Father Vincent: "Yes, it was fine before. Recently, it may be due to air quality problems. My rhinitis is getting worse and worse, and I often can't sleep well at night."

I said: "This is nepotism. Your rhinitis leads to poor sleep. If you don't have enough sleep, you can easily hurt your mind. If you hurt your mind, you will inevitably suffer from kidney deficiency. Once the kidney is deficient, it will further lead to insomnia and forgetfulness. "

Priest: "Then what should I do?"

I said, "First of all, you have this, the natural herb that Heavenly Father gave you. Next, you can go to Steve and seek further help from Heavenly Father."

Priest: "What is that?"

I said, "Liuwei Dihuang Wan."

After speaking, I asked the priest for a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote the name of the medicine on it.

Priest: "Thank you..."

We are chatting.

Suddenly, the door of the small temple was pushed open.

Then, a white man in black came in. As soon as he saw the priest, he said, "My venerable priest, have you forgotten? There is still a person waiting to be buried in the cemetery in the small town."

"Ouch!" The priest slapped his head: "Uncle Parker, we agreed to hold his funeral today. Look, I forgot again."

After a while of busy work, the priest took his things, the Bible and so on, and turned to leave.

I followed and went to the door together. The priest pulled the door, but found that the lock was gone.

"Damn it, where is my door lock?" The priest was annoyed.

The uncle in black said, "Father, can you hurry up? Everyone is waiting for you."

At this moment, the priest turned his head to look at me, stretched out his hand and made a cross on his chest and said, "My dear child, I ask you one thing, please help me take care of this church first, okay? I will be back in two hours."

I smiled: "Father, don't worry, I will take care of it."

Priest: "There's nothing else in it, I'm only worried that some naughty child broke in."

I said, "It's okay, don't worry."

The priest smiled at me, turned around, got into the car of the uncle in black, and fled.

I turned around and entered the temple.

I glanced at it twice, hey, isn't there a chain lock on the windowsill at the end?

Ouch, this priest's memory.

I shook my head, put the lock on the windowsill, and started walking back and forth here again.

Nothing special, just some Bibles, statues of Jesus, murals and so on.

Hey, what is this hut for?On the right side at the end of the room, I saw a small dark room.

The house has two doors, one on the back and one on the left.

I took a closer look, and suddenly remembered, isn’t this, that place of confession?

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly shuddered!

This is no accident!This is the secret, the arrangement of the escape image!

I secretly smiled in my heart, whoosh, slipped into the small room where the priest was supposed to sit.

Sit for ten minutes.

No one came.

I was bored and was about to take out my phone to play for a while.

Suddenly, the door.

"hello……"

I followed the small hole window and ran outside to have a look.

Here comes a black man, exactly, the black uncle who gave me two thousand dollars and bought my garbage.

I shook my throat and said in a low voice, "Hello..."

15 seconds later.

The black uncle sat on the chair in the confessional.

"Father, I'm guilty..." the uncle said solemnly.