Chapter 1008 The long road

Mills met an "acquaintance" downstairs from Anthony's studio.

This was not because they knew each other, but because they had been seen frequently in the media recently. Although she had cross-dressed, he still recognized her.

When Reagan was young, he worked as a small actor in Hollywood. During this period, he spent time with more than 50 Hollywood actresses, including Marilyn Monroe, Joan Blondell and Lana Turner.

But these were things before he was elected president, and the scandal heroine in front of him had a scandal with a member of Congress, but neither party involved acknowledged it, and even said it was fabricated fake news by the media.

Mills looked at her back, then looked up at the window of Anthony's office, as if he understood something.

He silently took the elevator up, greeted Anthony's personal assistant, and then entered the consulting room. There was still a strong smell of perfume in it, which was the same scent as the one used by the actress just now.

"How did you sleep last night, doctor?" Mills took out another piece of nicotine gum, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Not bad." Anthony said while sorting out the files.

"You didn't stay up late?"

"Why did I stay up late?"

"You know, Angela Warren's body..."

"I didn't dissect her." Anthony said calmly, as if he was saying it was a nice day today, "I buried another girl."

"What?" Mills' eyes widened in surprise.

"I took some of her DNA samples and found a private laboratory for testing, but I didn't dissect her." Anthony looked up at Mills. "I used CT to scan her whole body. Times are progressing, and I don't need to work with her."

Just like medieval doctors.”

"Okay then, what's the result?"

"In general, she is no different from a normal person. However, she has six vaginas. This may be a rare atavism." Dr. Anthony said conservatively, "Or her deformation is incomplete."

"Because she turned into a cat?"

"All mammals have sex, cats have three to four pairs, and humans only have one pair. She is not the only one who has experienced this atavism. It is not certain that she has really turned into a cat leopard."

Mills spread his hands.

"How's the investigation going at the Mandala Hotel?" Anthony asked.

"Not bad." Mills said perfunctorily, "I met a woman and she said there was a ghost haunting me."

"Then what do you think?"

"I slept very well yesterday, I didn't even have any dreams."

"I mean the woman I'm talking about, what do you think?"

"What else can I do? I don't know her."

"You know, I will help you keep your secret, and you can talk to me about your true feelings."

"You're going to talk about Freud again." Mills rolled his eyes, "But I really am not in that mood. I am a human being, not an animal!"

"Then why did you come to see me today?"

"How is your investigation going? I stopped by your place for breakfast. Do you have anything to eat here?"

Anthony stared at Mills for a long time.

"You want to eat in the consulting room?"

"Are you able to read minds?"

Anthony shook his head, put the portfolio in the desk drawer, and then went to his living area.

While he was leaving, Mills immediately ran to the desk and flipped through the file just now. It turned out to be a record of psychotherapy. He read it quickly, and soon he heard Anthony's footsteps. He immediately restored the file to its original state, and then

Just admire the room as if nothing happened.

"Sausage scrambled eggs with freshly squeezed juice." Anthony put the food on the desk.

"You didn't cook dark food this time?" Mills said in surprise.

"I used blood sausage."

"I take it back, you are really an evil cook!"

"The British call this blood sausage black pudding. Try it, it's delicious."

Mills looked at the delicacies placed on the white porcelain plate, which made people's fingers lick their fingers.

"No, thanks." Mills shook his head.

“Is it because you don’t want to do it yourself, or is this a commandment from Jehovah?”

"I don't like the dishes you cooked. Did you do it on purpose?"

Anthony smiled.

"Are you teasing me?"

"I think it's a joke."

"But I don't find it funny."

"you can tell me."

"I told you, can you cook the normal dishes?"

"As I said before, cruelty is a gift that humans give themselves. Do you know how foie gras is made in France?"

"You find it funny because you torture me?"

"Just like the Seven Deadly Sins Killers and other serial killers, the process of torture can bring them joy, so they never tire of it." Anthony took a fork and ate the plate of scrambled eggs. "They will not stop, only

Death and prison will make them stop."

"You want to join the FBI?"

"I prefer a consultant, I'm not cut out for organizational life."

Mills hesitated for a moment, stared at Anthony and asked, "Doctor, if there was a shortcut or a tortuous road in front of you, which one would you choose?"

Anthony also stared at Mills.

"Shortcuts will help you reach your goal quickly, but they will make you lose something. Although the twists and turns are difficult, you will eventually get what you want. Which one will you choose?"

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Joseph was lying on the bed in the monastery, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The Prince's Monastery is located deep in the mountains, and there is really no entertainment. There seems to be no other choice but to get up early.

But he still sat up, walked to the desk, lit the candle, and began to read the notes given to him by Baducci.

Richard's case is impressive, but it can only fool those who don't understand. In the eyes of those who know, it can be easily seen through.

Devils do exist, and they are not the ones he has encountered before. If he is still like this next time he goes to Albania, in Baducci's words, he will definitely die.

Montenegro is Albania's neighbor. He doesn't have much time. He must improve his strength as soon as possible in a short period of time.

Although fate is always unkind to him, time will not stop because of his misfortune.

The most important thing in life is not ability, but opportunity. But if the opportunity comes, if you lack ability, the opportunity will slip away.

In Baducci's notes, he describes the shape of the pillars once built by "Simon the Pillar-sitter". It is said that Simon of Syria lived on the top of the pillar for thirty years until his death. He built several pillars and one pillar.

Longer than the other one, his last pillar was sixty feet high, and the capital was only four feet square. From the fifth to the twelfth century, there were many capital saints in Syria.

This kind of monasticism was common in the Middle Ages, but Joseph didn't really want to practice in this way.

The reason why the monastery is called a monastery is because of Antony of Thebes. Many people imitated him at that time. A large group of people lived in a big house, which gradually evolved into a monastery. Each monk in the monastery had his own small room.

Just like where Joseph lives now.

"No one saw it anyway." Joseph muttered and began to pose according to the posture in the note...

Monasticism was very popular in the Middle Ages. Benedictine reconciled the estrangement between the monastery and the church, and the use of clocks played an important role.
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