"But Ryan's parents are both from the church, maybe I should ask the church to help me check his information."
This was just a casual thought.
Du Wei took out his mobile phone and swiftly composed an email to the church, then began to recall the melody of the lullaby.
His wish upon the Joker Card was a chance to touch that piano.
It should be in the next couple of days.
...
In Switzerland, the sun had already risen high.
Ryan and James had just dealt with an Evil Spirit incident.
"Patient James, help me count how many Evil Spirits I've dealt with. When can I become the deputy director of our mental hospital?" Ryan strutted around in his white coat, hands in his pockets, looking immensely prideful and arrogant.
On his chest, he wore a Dusk Bell Church identity badge.
Of course, in his eyes, this thing was a medical license.
