Chapter 83 Playing Tricks With Mr. Yarwood

Harry hesitated. “Electrocardiogram? Is it severe? It only happens occasionally…”

“You must go.” Wynter handed over a business card. “Or you can come to the Empathy Clinic at Waterview Alley.”

He accepted the business card and continued to mutter under his breath.

The two of them had already descended the mountain and walked quickly, as if they were more familiar with the mountain roads than the mushroom collector, who often

went to the mountains.

Wolf was unwilling to go home, especially when he heard that there were wolves on the mountain. He looked eagerly excited.

Wynter picked him up and threw him onto the back seat of the scooter before

putting the black–red helmet on his head. “Take the bag.”

He sits upright. “Hmm!”

“You can come over yourself another day.”

She started the scooter, and her black hair flew. There was a trace of fatigue on her

beautiful face. “It’s 4:30 am. Grandma will wake up at 6:00 am and call us for

breakfast.”

gestured happily and asked if

handlebar, saying

days.

handsomely while he held the big black bag. The bag seemed to be made of a special material and

drove off the highway.

luxurious Caesar

investigating seriously

onto a location.

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them.

over indifferently. He was obviously not resting well. “Tell me,

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trailed off at the end.

away and stood

there was little hope, Keith still hoped that he

bracelet and

in and wanted to check

coldly,

Keith then gave up.

the Gibsons‘ evidence was solid, and

informer.

fact, they couldn’t find the informer at all. The other party was playing

them.

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