The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

I read some information from the family's intelligence collectors.

It was a good company on the surface, and all the bad ones were hidden underneath.

Miss Luper followed the emperor to find the powerful Ms. Vayifan, and saw that she was still on the phone.

Then he seemed to notice something, and slowly retreated to her side.

"Texas, cover it for me." She said so, still in contact with the person on the phone.

And the two Li Boli walking from a distance seemed to be looking for a place to eat.

Dexus noticed which way Vayifan's eyes drifted from time to time, and silently recorded the appearance of the two people.

Saria watched as the two acquaintances quickly disappeared from sight and flowed into the crowd.

She hangs up.

Letania's classmates can't help either, and it seems that they have to set up their own laboratory.

At least a lot of people who are willing to rent and sell equipment have been contacted.

Homer, Ifrit.

I'll pick you up soon.

No.20 Nine-pin Ifrit meets w (not

On the second day of vacation, the doctor wanted to sleep at home for half a day, and then read a book for half a day.

By the way, I reproduced the various analysis data that were inconvenient to record before in the notebook, and hid them in my big backpack.

W was leaning against him, quietly watching the communicator with earphones on, maybe watching TV.

The girl's enthusiasm for studying is slowly disappearing, and now she is just like a housewife every day, getting bored after cooking.

Let her read more books, the girl should be well-behaved, and then she is holding blasting science.

This is somewhat indescribably subtle.

But w didn't need to take a special education test, the doctor still didn't urge the girl to work hard in the end.

He can see it more or less, even if W does nothing now, he will still be responsible for the girl for the rest of her life.

The doctor put down his pen and took a sip from his water glass.

The communicator ding-dong, it was the news from the white-faced owl.

She sent a photo of two Liberia girls he already knew well, and a stranger whom he hadn't seen racially.

A clean looking face with eye-catching dark circles.

The doctor watched the reluctant man being squeezed between two Li Boli girls, his pretty face only had the desire to go home.

White-faced Owl sent a string of texts to introduce him to this new friend.

"This is Mel, responsible for the provision of equipment for the project team and the handling of subsequent issues."

The doctor has heard of this name a little bit, and the feeling from his colleagues is that it probably has the status of a computer repairer.

The white-faced owl continued to send new messages.

She told the doctor that this Mel was the maker of the otter that he cared about with him in the archives.

If there is a need to negotiate, the roasted eggplant will be exchanged for Mel's contact information.

It seems that Ms. White-faced Owl of the humanoid computer is also very business-minded, and it would be a great loss not to report to the sales department.

But she was only joking casually, and soon sent Mel's communication number.

The doctor wrote it down silently, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Now Rhine's life is not over yet, and he has no plans to go to Yan Kingdom for a while, so he is not particularly urgent about this otter.

And if he really wants to do it, he will provide an idea or direction, send it back to Yan Kingdom, and someone will accept it and gradually improve it.

It is best to have ready-made ones.

Off topic.

Now the doctor is already the largest retail investor of eggplants in the neighborhood. Every time W or the doctor goes to the morning market, there are always a few enthusiastic stall owners who will leave some for him.

Maybe after leaving Colombia, he will not want to eat eggplant for a long time.

No matter how delicious something is, I can't bear to eat it every other day or two.

It will be boring.

He was even forced to study new ways of eating, frying, frying and stewing, and even tried making dumplings.

Well, the taste of the dumplings is average, but the pork stuffing is delicious.

The white-faced owl sent another message, and he glanced at it.

It's an otter who follows the ground with her small bag on her back, which is quite convenient.

The doctor returned the message and opened the mini map to take a look.

The two Liboli girls were taken care of outside, so he didn't have to worry about falling asleep while walking, which made him feel much more at ease.

He mainly went to see if Ifrit was unaccompanied today.

If you want to say, it's not that there is no one to accompany, but she is not familiar with it, and she is not willing to get in touch with it.

Hemer dragged White-faced Owl and that Mel out today, so they must have something to do.

The doctor also thought about whether to accompany the girl to make her happy.

But thinking about it, I probably could only let her study in the past, which would only make the girl look depressed.

Or just being a cook, hiding in a small room and doing all the work.

He contacted a colleague and linked his comm to the monitor in Ifrit's room.

The deep male voice soon rang out in the girl's room, causing Ifrit to sit up abruptly and look towards the locked door.

Unfortunately, the doctor did not come.

She quickly found the doctor's trace, and saw the doctor in uniform beckoning to herself.

"Doctor?" She called softly.

"Well, I can hear you. What's the matter?"

Ifrit pouted, obviously you were the one who spoke first, and asked me what's wrong.

"Where are you?"

It seems that Lord Ifrit has no plans to pursue him yet.

"I'm at home. I'm on vacation today. I told you yesterday."

As the doctor said so, he saw Ifrit continued to ask, "What about Hemo?"

"Hemer, White-faced Owl, and Mel, the three of them are together. There may be something to do, and I will come back to you soon." The doctor comforted Ifrit in this way, but saw her collapsed in boredom bed.

"Then you call me, what's the matter, doctor?"

"……miss you."

The doctor replied.

If it means seeing you bored and coming to accompany you, it will definitely make her unhappy.

After all, he is still a child, but he is actually surprisingly good.

It may also have something to do with the doctor's own situation.

After all, he beat up the little guy within a few times of meeting. Even if his memory is not good, it probably left a psychological shadow. It is quite normal to listen to him.

Ifrit gave him a strange look, remembering that there were more words in his diary these days that I don't know who wrote them.

And the handwriting is uglier than hers.

The man said that the doctor is a perverted voyeur, a moron who likes little girls, and has violent tendencies.

And instigated her to stay away from this guy quickly.

But doctors are rare people who are willing to talk to themselves and treat themselves well.

How could you believe someone else's words without knowing the truth?

People are definitely inclined to say what they are close to and like, and Ifrit can't see where the doctor is a voyeur.

Every time he came here in a daze, and left in a hurry without turning his head.

A pervert who likes little girls can't be said. I heard from Bai Gugu that the doctors are all married.

Can people who like little girls still marry people normally?

Only violent tendencies made Ifrit agree with her.

She still remembers the pain of the doctor spanking her ass that day.

The doctor didn't know that the Balrog was slandering him behind his back, but saw Ifrit in a daze.

W seemed to be alarmed, slowly took off the earphones, leaned over his shoulder, and looked at Ifrit in the communicator.

"Doctor, is she...?"

"A relative's daughter is ill and is being treated." The doctor said so.

W was confused for a while, and then he understood.

This is something that cannot be shared with outsiders.

Does the doctor have any relatives... I have lived with him for so long and I haven't seen him mention it once.

Ifrit heard W's voice and looked up.

A woman with short hair was leaning her head on the doctor's shoulder very affectionately, looking at herself through the screen with scrutiny.

w said hello to Ifrit.

"hello."

"……Hello."

Is this the doctor's wife?

It doesn't feel too big...

Is the doctor really a pervert who likes little girls?

I don't know what to say.

The No.30-needle De Gouzi is a bit handsome, I love it

Halfway through the day's vacation, after lunch, the doctor didn't call Ifrit again.

Just let the girl know that someone still cares about her, not just leave her behind.

It's a rare holiday, and I can't always chat with the children and talk about endless things.

And there is no common thread.

The doctor went back to the room silently after eating, but saw the picture of Heithorn diligently cleaning up the kitchen garbage on the small map.

W is still watching TV in the living room.

"..."

He bent down and opened his old diary that had turned yellow.

I still haven't seen the above record about this weirdness.

It has been almost half a year since he left Syracuse, and his past memories are getting clearer and clearer, but there are still things he can't remember clearly.

The doctor kept wondering if he had ever seen something similar to black thorns before.

But I can't remember it all the time.