Chapter 1592 Valentine’s Day without a Lover

"What went wrong?"

Qin Ran leaned on his desk and thought carefully.

Kieran was not surprised that there was a problem with Mordin's statue. In fact, after the changes in [Hell's Sigh], Kieran became quite wary of Mordin's statue.

It was precisely because of this that he stopped devouring the power within it.

And with the appearance of the torturers from the Pope era and those members of the Remnant Fire Council, Qin Ran, who saw a trace of the historical truth, was not at all less wary of the Mordin statue, and became even more suspicious.

The person who could survive in that chaotic era and make such a statue would definitely not be any weaker in terms of strength.

So……

What is the cry for help on the base of the statue?

Is it a trap with ulterior motives?

Or a genuine cry for help?

Qin Ran didn't know.

He only knew that when he came into contact with the so-called "dark gold" power, there was a slight movement in Modin's statue. It was so slight that it was difficult to detect it even at a close distance.

If his perception hadn't been close to level II, and his spirit had reached true level V, it would have been difficult for him to detect this strange movement.

However, now that he had discovered it, Qin Ran was naturally prepared.

Therefore, he was not surprised that he appeared in 'hell'.

only……

The identity of the psychiatrist in front of him and the clinic made him unable to take any measures.

Feeling that the power in his body was not stagnant at all, all the props were available, and there was no prompt from the system, Qin Ran frowned.

But then, he looked at the insomniac who was sleeping on the sofa in astonishment.

A trace of pure power was slowly flowing into his body.

It was a kind of power similar to 'dark gold', but it could be absorbed without the need for 'Gluttony' to transform it.

Of course, according to Kieran's character, he would never be so careless.

At the command, 'Gluttony' pounced forward and began chewing and swallowing every trace of pure power.

This ounce of pure power is not much.

But it’s still the same amount as an ordinary bento in the world of [The Meaning of Food].

Feeling the slight increase in the five 'source powers' in his body, Qin Ran looked at the comatose patient with a hint of amusement.

Power cannot arise out of thin air.

A process of absorption and transformation is necessary.

Even ascetic monks need to hammer their will and spirit like forging before they can produce a trace of strength.

But what about the insomniac in front of me?

Ordinary people!

Whether it's the lack of exercise in the muscles on the body or the absence of any breath in the body, it all explains the identity of the other party.

However, this opponent has a trace of pure power.

"Unknown?"

Qin Ran muttered to himself.

The unknown represents crisis.

Crisis can cause fear.

But as long as we fight off fear, it will be an opportunity.

Kieran examined the insomniac in front of him in a more detailed way, and after confirming again that the other person was an ordinary person, he walked towards the window.

Opening the window, there is no glass barrier, and the morning sun blows in the face with the breeze.

Warm and cozy.

The window is located on the second floor, and there is a small courtyard downstairs.

From Kieran's perspective, there was a row of three tall palm trees on the left, and the one in the middle had already exceeded the second-floor window. If you wanted to see the tree crown clearly, you had to lean out to get a glimpse.

On the right side is a grape trellis with lush foliage, greenery and vitality, which makes people sitting on the stone benches in the pavilion feel comfortable involuntarily.

A path paved with white cobblestones connected the gate and the building where Kieran was.

The gate is a bronze-style door leaf. The space between each fence can fit a fist into, but it will not really cause unnecessary trouble to the owner. It looks beautiful and safe.

Looking beyond the door, you can see a quiet community.

The houses are scattered in an orderly manner, and there are pedestrians walking with their dogs.

Qin Ran stretched out his hand and touched the window sill made of polished marble. The touch in his hand told him the reality of all this.

And his powerful perception also told him that what he saw was real.

"Another world?"

Qin Ran secretly guessed.

But he didn't start detecting authenticity rashly.

Although he has become an initiate, Kieran has not forgotten the role of identity in every new dungeon world he entered when he was still a rookie.

Not just convenience, but safety.

Therefore, Kieran knew very well what to do if you already have a reasonable identity in a strange and unknown place.

Never do anything inconsistent with your identity.

At least, there is no benefit in being reckless until you understand the reality of the world.

Therefore, when he saw that the sleeping insomniac seemed to be showing signs of waking up, Kieran simply stepped forward and made another strike with his hand.

Snapped!

After the crisp sound, the insomniac fell asleep again.

This time no more power appeared.

"Only once?"

Kieran sighed slightly disappointedly and walked out of the office.

Outside the office, it looks completely like home.

A carpet with contrasting blue and white colors covers the entire corridor. Opposite is a semi-enclosed balcony with a metal frame and glass as a screen. A small white round table and three chairs of the same color are placed on the table. There was an ashtray with no cigarette butts in it.

Sitting here, it looks much more spacious than looking from the window, and almost the entire community is visible.

Obviously, this should be a place for people to wait.

It is enough to show that his business in this capacity is very good.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to visit a family psychology clinic in a place that looks like a high-end community.

Kieran walked on the soft blanket and turned to look to the other side. There were stairs leading to the first and third floors respectively.

According to the layout of the house in front of him, the first floor should be the reception area, and the third floor should be his personal accommodation.

Without going downstairs, Qin Ran walked towards the third floor.

He now urgently needs to know more information about his identity.

The stairs are made of solid wood and painted with a layer of dark red paint. When you walk on them, you will feel solid.

After turning a corner, we climbed to the third floor.

A square floor mat appeared in front of me, next to it were clothes racks and shoe racks with clothes and shoes on them.

Undoubtedly, despite his identity, he opened a family psychological clinic, but he completely separated the work and living areas.

Kieran put on his slippers as was customary for his position and opened the door in front of him.

As neat and simple as ever.

A single bed, bookshelf, computer desk, and a bathroom.

Apart from that, there is nothing else, the walls are clean and white.

Without any disappointment, Qin Ran glanced at the computer, and then began to search the computer desk and bookshelf.

People always hide some secrets.

Familiar places make them feel safe.

Therefore, these secrets must be kept within easy reach, but difficult for others to access.

The computer has a network cable, which is obviously not suitable.

Computer desks and bookshelves are much more suitable.

And soon, Qin Ran made a discovery.

In one of the most frequently flipped books on the bookshelf, he found a small half of the photo——

The figure above is ‘him’ with a bright smile.

The remaining half was cut off.

There is no text behind the photo.

However, judging from the posture of ‘him’ in the photo, they should be holding hands.

Qin Ran frowned.

Judging from this posture and the results of photo processing, this identity should be that of a heterosexual person.

This is not good news for Kieran.

But luckily, the parties apparently broke up.

Worth celebrating!

Kieran breathed a sigh of relief, put the photo back, and began to look at the books in front of him.

Most of them are psychological books, and the rest are miscellaneous books. It will obviously take a lot of time to check them thoroughly.

Downstairs, there was another patient waiting for him.

Turning around and going downstairs, Qin Ran returned to the office.

When the patient showed signs of waking up again, Kieran stabbed him again.

Qin Ran controlled his strength very well.

It can put the opponent to sleep without causing real damage to the opponent.

After that, I refinished my hand knife again, and the time came to noon.

Kieran heard the footsteps of the little nurse.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Come in."

The knock on the door was obviously much lower, and after getting Kieran's permission, the young nurse walked in and looked at the sleeping insomniac patient, her eyes full of admiration at Kieran.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the winner of the Foong Psychology Award!

"The doctor's diagnosis and treatment will be over soon."

"He is your only patient with an appointment today, and you can have the afternoon off."

"Also, I have two newly released "Emerald Tower" movies here. Would you like to go with me..."

The little nurse stammered.

“Is there popcorn and a snack platter?”

Kieran asked subconsciously.

"No, those calories are too high. I'm losing weight recently."

The little nurse also shook her head subconsciously.

"No more."

"I'm a little tired today."

"I want to rest this afternoon."

Kieran simply rejected the nurse's invitation.

Just by hearing the name, he knew that the movie must be extremely boring, and he didn't want to waste his time on it.

"OK."

The little nurse nodded in disappointment, but she did not forget her duties and began to wake up the insomniac patient on the sofa.

"hiss!"

"Why do I feel a little pain in my neck?"

The insomniac groaned as soon as he woke up, clutching his neck.

"It must be a stiff neck."

"You are familiar with your own pillow, but you are not used to the pillow here. Just apply a hot compress."

"how do you feel?"

After Qin Ran explained seriously, he asked about the treatment results.

"great!"

"I haven't had such a good rest in several days!"

"Thank you so much!"

"You are worthy of being the winner of the Foong Award. I have seen several psychiatrists before, but they were of no use at all. They would only let me take sleeping pills."

Insomniacs rave about it.

And such praise made the little nurse on the side look at Qin Ran more and more differently.

Sure enough, I was rejected because I was still a little fat!

Lose five pounds by dieting again!

I'll be able to reach my perfect weight!

When the time comes, invite the doctor again!

He will definitely agree!

The little nurse silently made up her mind and took the patient to the first floor to pay and make medical records.

During the whole process, Qin Ran said nothing.

Kieran was habitually silent about things he didn't understand.

It’s better to see more than to talk more.

Soon, under Kieran's gaze, the little nurse finished everything. The insomniac patient thanked her again and left the clinic.

Then, the little nurse also got off work.

"Doctor, I'm leaving first."

"If you can, please order less takeout."

"Too much oil is unhealthy."

"You should choose to eat grain occasionally, it will be good for your body."

Before leaving, the little nurse warned Qin Ran out of kindness.

"Um."

Kieran nodded, and the moment the door closed, he picked up the takeout flyer placed at the reception desk on the first floor.

It is different from the ordinary takeout leaflet which only has a phone number and a few pictures of food.

This takeout flyer clearly states that different customized meals are provided every day, but only for this community, and it is destined to be marked with the freshest ingredients and chefs' door-to-door service.

After picking up the phone, Kieran dialed directly.

"Hello, Ai Shi She is at your service."

"Today's customized meal is king salad, roast rabbit, beef stew with potatoes, crucian carp soup, and you can choose white bread and grilled corn tortillas as the main dish."

"What do you need?"

asked the sweet-voiced operator on the receiver.

"I need five complete meals."

Qin Ran said.

"We can give away fried chicken, French fries, and Coke with every meal. Do you want it?"

the operator added.

"Okay, I want every portion."

"My address is 2-1-6."

Kieran reported the address.

"We will be at your doorstep in ten minutes."

The operator assured.

In fact, within five minutes, someone rang the doorbell.

A tall woman wearing a white chef's outfit and a pretty face walked in.

"Hello, Doctor 2567."

"I'm Nora, the chef at Love Food House."

"Are you having a party?"

"We have professional bartenders."

The other person is obviously familiar with the entire community and knows who lives in 2-1-6.

"No."

"Myself."

"That clearing is available to you."

Qin Ran shook his head and pointed to the open space in the yard.

"one person?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, but his professionalism prevented him from asking any more questions, and he began to direct the cook to carry out portions of food.

The fruits and vegetables are as advertised, extremely fresh.

The rabbit meat has been marinated in advance. The whole piece of beef is red and white, like marble, and the crucian carp is alive and kicking.

As for the complimentary fried chicken, French fries, and Coke?

The former are both warm and the latter are cold and delicious.

When you bite into it, the fried chicken, French fries are crispy, and the cola is sweet. It's really delicious.

Qin Ran sat on the edge of the pavilion on the grape trellis with fried chicken, French fries, and Coke in his arms, eating while watching the other party handle the ingredients.

The knife skills are good.

Skillful technique.

The fire rack was set up.

The whole rabbit was lifted up.

Blanch the beef.

Put the crucian carp into a basin of warm water and spit out sand.

Although he is only one person, he is able to do it with ease.

He is a qualified chef.

With Kieran's eyes, he could easily tell the opponent's level.

Compared to mimosa, it is definitely incomparable.

But compared with other ordinary chefs, it is much higher.

No wonder he dares to be a door-to-door chef.

Soon, the aroma of food spreads.

At this time, the phone ringing came from the room.

Jingle Bell.

The sudden sound interrupted Qin Ran who was immersed in the aroma of food and enjoying the beauty.

He frowned, stood up, and walked toward the room.

"Is this Mr. 2567?"

As soon as he picked up the phone, a cold voice came from inside.

"yes."

Qin Ran answered.

After receiving the confirmation, the cold voice continued.

"I regret to inform you that your ex-wife's body has just been discovered in her apartment."

"ha?"

PS Today is Chinese Valentine’s Day~ I wish everyone a happy Chinese Valentine’s Day~