Do you still remember that Zach used to feel relaxed because Anthony didn't discuss Ian's affairs with him anymore.
For the sake of Barton, Anthony cannot let an impulsive vampire stay in Barton. This is the responsibility of the mayor. Anthony can use the attitude of the mayor to just refuse Ian to stay in Barton, regardless of the process.
But this has nothing to do with Zach. There is no convenience between friends like "If he doesn't want me, I won't use it." It's an indifferent relationship with passers-by, not friends. Zach didn't want to say that he had his own reasons. He didn't know how to explain to Anthony that he gave up on Ian for the second time.
Now Zach knew why Anthony didn't ask, it was relaxing because Anthony couldn't speak either.
We all know the true face of Barton's West Enders, and the mayor's political life makes him even more aware: Smith's secret industry, Quinn's philanthropic nature, Stone's political games, Barton's reasons for the city's development...
Grande, who originally lived a peaceful life, slowly began to understand everything in this city because of the commission.
How much truth about this city does Ian, who was once driven away from the battlefield and didn't know where to go, come to see what the city where his brother's only faith is entrusted is like
The pages of paper held in Zach's hand, these memories written from the Indian perspective, in addition to writing about their dislike of the vampire who called himself Toledo thirteen years ago, also wrote about their The process of cleaning up the mess for this vampire in Barton City, these contents are not thin.
When Zach and Old Hank were talking to each other at Grand at noon, when Old Hank mentioned Old Grand’s business and entrustment, what Zach thought of had already been written down on these pieces of paper one by one. superior.
After all, Zach didn't get to see Anthony crush the third crab, so he left with this retrospective record.
Because Anthony never responded to Zach's words. Said something like this, "I know what you have been doing recently, I don't care about the details. You want to talk about Yi... Ian, I don't care what you want to do, take these things away, I don't want to hear this name again."
So Zach just left. Go to Emilia.
The time was just right, when Zach arrived, the last patient of Amelia had just left. When the female assistant saw Zach coming again, she curled her lips impatiently and waved her hand, "Go in, Dr. Browning is waiting for you."
She was a hard-to-please female assistant, and Zach didn't make any more attempts. Mainly because he was not in the mood, Zach needed to focus more on the next thing.
"We have ten minutes." Amelia sat behind her desk. Glancing at Zach, "If you're going to do something to my patient, you'd better tell me now."
Zach shook the page in his hand and handed it directly to Amelia without responding, "The last page."
The content on the last page is about the Indians cleaning up the mess caused by a certain vampire, and when they went to encircle and suppress him, they found that he was hiding in the southeast in a depressed state.
Emilia said nothing and started to read.
The time is just right. When she finished reading, this living room seemed like an ordinary person's. It was as if the door to a strange room in the office had been pushed open, and a mother and son came in.
"Dr. Browning!" The woman's face was filled with gratitude, "Thank you for making our appointment in advance. Brian recently..."
Emilia didn't let the woman take up much of her time, but she had a doctor's smile on her face, so it wasn't an interruption. was the doctor's order, "You're welcome, it's as it should be. Let's get started, how about giving Brian and me a little space and you can go wait outside. I highly recommend the cafe downstairs, Nasha (never done it myself) The female assistant who introduced me) has coupons there.”
The woman was not embarrassed. She seemed to be very adaptable to this situation. She nodded to the 'baby' whose eyes were already locked on Zach, then went out and closed the door.
"This is very convenient." The professional smile on Amelia's face disappeared, "I don't have to make up your identity to others." Emilia glanced at Zach, holding the page and paper given by Zach. A document stood up, looked at Brian again, and pointed to the sofa, "This way."
The current situation is like this, Zach and Amelia are sitting together, facing Brian, who is wearing a childish T-shirt and staring at Zach intently.
"Is this the way you look when you see your idol?" Zach put on a smile first, out of necessity.
As Amelia just asked, Zach can't do anything to her patients in front of Amelia. So I can only start politely.
no answer.
Zach tilted his head in embarrassment, "It's up to you, as long as you're happy. Even if it has caused trouble to your idol." The latter sentence was self-deprecating.
Emilia ignored Zach's dilemma. She did not hold the pen like treating James, ready to record something at any time. Instead, she completely freed her hands, hugged her chest, and looked at Brian, who was not looking at her at all. , "You're not Brian, right? What's your name?"
The eyes that had been locked on Zach actually turned away and looked at Amelia, frowning, "I don't have a name, you can just call me Brian."
"It's better to differentiate." Amelia tilted her head, "Okay, Ryan, you are Ryan."
When Brian, no, Ryan nodded silently, Zach frowned and looked at Amelia, "Do you want to explain?"
Amelia directly pushed the document on her lap to Zach, "Read it yourself."
In addition to the paper that Zach gave to Amelia, Zach saw the medical records, diagnostic records and other documents that he and James had already read in the morning.
Of course Zach would not just say that he had read it, so Zach showed curiosity and turned the pages quickly, "I don't understand, what is dissociative identity disorder?" Zach really He didn't understand. In his medical understanding that was not up to date, this was just the same as Ceres's fiancée in the South District - collectively called a neurological problem.
Emilia's chin moved, and she answered in a not-so-kind tone, "The state displayed by the container being used by the devil and the container that is not being used for the time being is dissociative identity disorder."
After explaining it in a way that was easy for Zach, a foreigner, to understand, Emilia twitched her lips and said, "It's commonly known as multiple personalities."
Zach pursed his lips, not wanting to make any further comments, and glanced at Ryan, "So it wasn't you who wrote me the letter, it was Brian who wrote it, right?"
After finally diverting his gaze, he returned to Zach again, and his gaze finally showed some expression, which was hesitation, "I... shouldn't treat you, or any vampire, especially you, Toledo." Ryan tried He turned his eyes away, but something seemed to attract his attention again, still sticking to Zach.
"Any contact." Ryan's expression became irritated, "I can't even talk about you or think about you..."
"Why not..." Zach's last voice expressing doubts hadn't fully risen yet, something happened.
A huge roar rushed into the ears of the three people, shaking the eardrums and exposing its source.
The three of them looked towards the window subconsciously.
The warm-colored curtains were shaking, and soon, the whole room was shaking! But it seemed that it was just a gust of wind blowing by. Soon, all the vibrations disappeared, leaving only a residual buzzing in the ears.
Emilia frowned, not wanting to be interrupted by the inexplicable roar and vibration. The treatment was no longer 'therapy', so she took the piece of paper that Zach asked her to read with a thoughtful expression.
"Did someone tell you that you can't, shouldn't..." Amelia was referring to 'what' was written on the paper in her hand, but, like Zach, she didn't have the final sound to express her doubts. When he had time to raise his head, his eyes turned to Zack who suddenly stood up and walked towards the window, "What are you going to do?"
Zach glanced at Amelia and said nothing, but his expression was very bad. His vampire senses allowed him to hear not only the roar, but also the collapse of steel and masonry, the explosion of fire, and the roar of the crowd... But explanation is not as effective as direct demonstration.
Zach stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window that was blocked by curtains. He opened it and glanced outside. It was the south. "See for yourself." Zach let go of the hand holding the curtain. "No need to explain, look, Hermann's factory ,exploded."
When the red firelight shone through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows and reflected the vampire's pale skin, the room fell silent.
Zach pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked at Amelia, who had stood up in shock, "Doctor, I know your specialty is psychology, but what about the physical aspect?" Zach pointed to the south outside the window, " Can you help? I value my blood."
Emilia just nodded, and Ryan was the only one left in the room. (..)