“Ah- anyway, this isn’t something I can do. I’m sick of looking at his smiling face now. And do you know what he said to me in the end? He stopped me from going outside and said ‘See you again.’ Aaah, Tim, please tell me this is a dream. Talking useless thing with that guy. I’m sick of it.”
“Still you look fine. I heard professional psychotherapists got mentally shocked by talking with the guy for few hours. They said something like losing weight because of stress. Well, I’m not surprised.”
“At this time what mental shock? I’m already sick of seeing his crime scene. Am I the person who usually stay in the office quietly and read dissertation and attend colloquium? I only know profiling up to like common knowledge. How did I become like this?”
“Hahaha, anyway let’s stop for today. Let’s go out through the back door.”
He laughed –he did hear “Do whatever you can so that Jude that bastard doesn’t complain! Make that lazy bastard not quit this because he got annoyed!” from the Chief, too- Tim tapped Jude’s back and headed to the back door. It was to avoid all the reporters and Alvin’s fans –even if he’s good looking outside, from people actually witnessed the scene couldn’t understand that kind of excitement.- Jude was complaining with a paper cup in his mouth but still followed Tim.
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