The next second, the wandering artist on the street corner played a rhythmic melody, and the passers-by more or less started dancing, with relaxed and comfortable smiles on their faces, pretending to be dogs, rustling in the cold wind.

The trembling man also raised his hind legs.

This is very different from the market district street scene.

The Memorial Hall area is famous for its many universities.

Lumian withdrew his gaze from the smiles on the passersby's faces and led Lugano and Ludwig to Anthony's house, which was rented nearby.

That's on the fourth floor, near the end of the corridor.

Boom, boom, boom, Lumian knocked on the door without any politeness at all.

Soon, he saw Anthony who was dressed completely different from before:

Wearing a white shirt, a light gray cashmere sweater, a black woolen coat, a dark red bow tie, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a light yellow wig, his beard is shaved very clean, and his face is no longer dull.

The oil shines out and the black stuff in the pores disappears.

He looks like a successful member of the upper class.

"Are you in love?" Lumian joked.

Anthony smiled and replied:

"I'm going to attend a dinner today for the Trier Association of Psychiatrists."

This is a necessary prerequisite for completing the mission of Ms. Justice.

"Have you obtained a psychiatrist's license?" Lumian walked into the room and asked casually.

Anthony nodded:

"I bought a real identity and a set of real academic qualifications, and successfully 'convinced' the examiner during the interview."

"Real identity? Where is its original owner?" Lumian asked thoughtfully.

Anthony glanced at Lugano and Ludwig, but did not directly answer Lumian's question:

"What do you want me to help you with?"

Lumian understood what Anthony meant, and temporarily gave up the previous question, briefly mentioning the situation of the "Dream Festival" and the sequelae caused by Lugano losing his arm in the dream.

He did not tell how Lugano lost his arm.

After Anthony listened carefully, he looked at Lugano and said:

"This kind of hysteria is easy to solve. Do you need a faster solution, or a slower and gentler solution?"

Lugano replied without hesitation:

"Hurry up."

He was fed up with not having control of his right forearm!

Anthony suddenly stared at Lugano's left side and frowned.

Lugano subconsciously turned his body to the left and followed it.

At this moment, Anthony took out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed Lugano's right forearm.

Lugano quickly withdrew his hands and blurted out:

"What are you doing?"

Anthony took back the dagger and replied calmly:

"The treatment is over."

"Ah?" Lugano looked blankly at his right hand and found that it had shrunk to his chest, without any sensory barriers.

Lumian then laughed and said to Lugano:

"Keep an eye on Ludwig and remember to prepare food for him."

Without waiting for Lugano to respond, Lumian turned to Anthony and said:

"Let's go find Franka and Jenna now."

Anthony glanced at Lumian and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, which were a bit unfamiliar to him:

"OK."

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