The Brain Eater (8)

"What? They wouldn't even open the door? They actually said they didn't need it?"

Inside the clinic office, Kelly's voice rose again as Fu Qian briefly explained the situation.

"That bastard."

A moment later, she cursed, her voice full of anger and regret.

She clearly wasn't talking about Hajima Shiki this time, but her friend, Nancy.

"I'm coming with you!"

After venting her frustration, she stood up without hesitation and gestured for Fu Qian to bring the sedative.

"It might be a bit of a drive. Do you have a car?"

Fu Qian had no objections, but he still reminded her.

"No, but Nancy does."

Kelly answered as naturally as could be and pulled a key out of her pocket.

She'd really taken everything—car, house, the lot!

Musing to himself, Fu Qian didn't stand on ceremony. He followed her out and got into Dr. Nancy's car.

Kelly seemed quite familiar with the area, too. They sped along, reaching the home of Patient Number One, Hajima Shiki, much faster than before.

"You again? What do you want now?"

When Fu Qian knocked, Hajima Keiji challenged him from behind the door, hiding there even more warily than before.

"That's right, it's me. Given how serious your condition is, the doctor came in person to treat you."

Fu Qian made a gesture of introduction, and Kelly stepped forward.

"Your condition is serious. You need medication to keep it under control."

Unfortunately, this psychologist seemed to have even less tact than Fu Qian.

"What medication? I'm not sick."

Hajima Shiki gave the same answer as before, wearing the look of someone who'd realized they were trying to gang up on him and pull one over.

"Do you know who I am?"

In the middle of this exchange, Kelly suddenly asked.

"Aren't you a doctor