I went to see Chekov on the weekend and saw the strong man lying on the hospital bed with a blood-colored smile. He said, "I'm fine. I'll go back in two months. Then you will still be in the passenger seat. ☆→☆→,"

For a second, his heart twitched for a second. He was not sure why he, who had few friends, had such a deep-rooted friendship with Chekov. He just made a secret decision in his heart that when Chekov was discharged from the hospital, all the Mexican bald heads who were still in Los Angeles had to be imprisoned.

He wanted to sit in a wheelchair and stand in front of Chekov, so that no one could approach him before the bear was restored to combat effectiveness. Even outside the hospital, there were people from the Special Operations Bureau guarding each day in plain clothes, and a command vehicle with heavy weapons was parked downstairs.

Then I went to a mental hospital on the weekend and handed her over. On the weekend, I saw the handover document with my own eyes. The notes said 'Extremely dangerous'. The person signed was Justin.

Then Yoda was locked up in a house where even the walls were wrapped in sponges. There was a toilet and a TV. The TV was played with comedy movies, and Yoda was wearing a white patient suit and looked down on it.

“Gaia found it.”

The mood was a little low on the weekend. Everything that was about to happen after Yoda was handed over could not make him really happy, such as whether this crazy woman would appear in the future, whether the social worker would send several children to an orphanage or find a family suitable for adoption in society, etc. At that moment, on the weekend, I suddenly felt that I had crossed from an environment surrounded by people to a lonely position, especially after get off work.

"How is he?"

"It's nothing. After leaving Duoke's home, this little guy quickly showed his villain's talent. After quickly getting to know a group of children, he smashed the window of a car and removed the audio inside. Fortunately, he discovered it early, otherwise I would have doubted whether this little guy would be wandering and organizing a group of gangster scouts."

This is a joke. Usually, when you say these words, people who hear them will always feel some pleasure. But Yoda felt nothing in her low mood on the weekend.

"Why put on the face that forces others to feel sorry for you?"

In that room, Yoda stood at the door and asked a question to the weekend through the tiny gap.

"Is there?" He didn't admit it, tilted his head and stared in Yoda's eyes.

They said nothing on the weekend because they had never opened their hearts and said something like Charlotte poured everything to the weekend, but only he himself knew that this was waiting.

Until today.

When the room in the mental hospital was locked, the woman inside would probably stop appearing under the suppression of drugs for a long time. Only then did she figure out something on the weekend. What he was waiting for wouldn't happen again. It turned out that even though he discovered that Lambert's family was a demon's house, the main factor that he refused to leave was not Charlotte's request for help, but was looking forward to the easing of the relationship with Yoda, the kind of presentation that the stream took away mud and sand without realizing it.

Didn’t the psychologist say he wanted to talk to someone?

At least she would not be surprised when she expressed her inner thoughts to such a woman. Perhaps she would laugh at the murder method she had come up with full of loopholes, and might help improve it. But she clearly understood on the weekend that after these words, that idea would become an eternal ‘plan’ and would never be put on the agenda.
Chapter completed!