Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 22: Childhood Enemies
But in the next sentence, she took a sudden turn: "But I still have to charge fees, after all, this is a law firm."

"Oh, sorry, please go ahead, but I may not..." Kabis had subconsciously used honorifics to address Lin Yilin, who was much younger than her.

"Please don't worry, at least I won't quote a random price. And since you are a customer brought by Aunt Chen, I will give you a discount. Considering your current situation, payment in installments is allowed." Lin Yilin talked freely.

Finally, Lin Yilin offered a price that was neither too high nor too low, and after some hesitation, Kabis chose to accept it.

Payment is made based on the level of commission completion. If everything fails and there is absolutely no gain, the deposit will also be refunded.

It's a pretty easy contract to negotiate.

Although Zheng Fan was still somewhat surprised at the amount Lin Yilin offered, it was higher than he expected, easily exceeding ten thousand, and could be multiplied several times if the whole set was completed perfectly.

After the deal was done, Lin Yilin said goodbye to Kabis, then returned to her desk, sat down, turned on her computer, and started typing away.

"I thought you would continue to provide free services to such poor victims." Zheng turned his head through the door to look at Kabis's hurriedly leaving back, then retracted his words.

"The poor victim and the commission fee are not contradictory. The previous door knocking incident was on the one hand to let the client lower his guard, and on the other hand, it also took into account the client's financial situation. Besides, although I said I would not charge any fees in the end, Mr. Chen Wen still sent some rewards. Most of them are good people."

"She is from a poor family. Can she really pay the amount you mentioned?"

"It's difficult, but not so difficult that it's completely impossible. She can still take care of two children, and she must have some emergency savings left. Although she is a very traditional and conservative wife, she is not stupid." Lin Yilin commented.

As he spoke, Zheng Fan came closer to her: "What are you doing?"

"I go to the official website of the processing bureau to register for commissions, and the commissions I complete after getting certification can become my achievements on the official website. Every bit of accumulation is very important."

Lin Yilin quickly dealt with it, and then she stood up and said, "Mr. Illusion, let's go. It's time to work."

"Okay, Toast, you stay home."

Before leaving, Zheng Fan turned around and called out to Toast in the room.

In a bowl of flour, the lying corpse of toast, which was trying to regenerate itself, gave a weak reply and then fell silent.

Lin Yilin completely ignored Toast, the girl was still angry with Toast.

After her adoptive father passed away, Lin Yilin renovated the office, and the sofa was the only thing left as a memorial to her adoptive father. In the past, her adoptive father was just like her, and whenever there were clients, he would sit on the sofa and listen to their stories.

The toast was undoubtedly a failure.

The destination was a bit far away, so Lin Yilin chose to go to the nearest subway station.

"Let's go to Ms. Capris's house first. It's located in the closed community of Xixikoko Street, on the other side of Xixikoko Road."

"What if I run into her husband directly?"

"That's the best case scenario." Lin Yilin raised her fist and said, "Mr. Illusion, go and get rid of him, and the commission will be completed."

Zheng Fan was speechless, but had to say: "It's true."

Lin Yilin had a rough idea of what the violence index of the Zheng rebels was like now. The upper limit was unknown, but the known lower limit was already beyond imagination.

Her evaluation is that she can basically move sideways and will not encounter any real troubles.

For small encounters like this, the easiest way is undoubtedly to face them head-on and crush them with force.

"What if I can't meet him?"

"That'll be a little troublesome to find, but I'm curious about a few points about this matter. After all, I still need to restore the general truth for Cabis, so I still have to investigate."

Zheng Fan thought for a moment and said, "This matter may be directed by someone behind the scenes."

The point is very simple. The "pot of gold" that Cabris's husband brought home at the beginning was real. Excluding the unlikely possibility that Cabris was also possessed by hallucinations at the time, the first pot of gold must have been given to him by someone.

Lin Yilin nodded: "That's true, there are some other things... But before that, there are these annoying things."

As she spoke, she stopped and saw the crowd in front of her split up. A tall man with medium-length hair wearing a loose black suit led a few other thugs whose clothes were not uniform, but whose aura was completely different from that of the street thugs.

They all wore armbands with the logo of the Banmu Agency on them.

"Lin Yilin, I didn't expect to meet you here." The man stopped in front of Lin Yilin, looking down at her from head to toe, his cold gaze like an X-ray piercing through the human body. "Kiyono Koji, are you sure you're not here to stop me?" Lin Yilin asked calmly.

"Wow, a meeting of childhood enemies." Zheng Fan was watching the fun from the side.

That's right, this person in front of him, who seemed to have a high status in the Banmu Office, was Kiyono Koji, a Japanese. He was older than Lin Yilin, but he and Lin Yilin had been active in the nearby Raphael School District and Xixikoko Street since childhood, so they were quite familiar with each other.

However, due to the positions of the firms, the relationship was very distant. Of course, it might be that Lin Yilin was unilateral in her alienation from him.

At the same time, Kiyono Koji was the "big brother" in the eyes of the gangsters working under the previous banmu agency.

"I just stopped by to pick up the stray dog you threw at the subway station this morning." Kiyono Koji glanced at the two disheveled thugs behind him.

"Huh? What happened to you on the subway?" Zheng asked back.

"Take care of your dog." Lin Yilin's answer to Qingye Hesi was concise and to the point.

"You can't maintain the firm by yourself. You are very capable, but you are different from Uncle Edelman. You are too tough and your thinking is different from ordinary people. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been almost expelled from the university despite your excellent grades." Kiyono Koji said coldly.

"None of your business."

"I am protecting you. You have the ability to become a powerful sharp knife, but the prerequisite is that you are under the control and protection of others. If you continue to persevere on your own, the class will not let go of your office. I have the final say there."

Hearing this, Lin Yilin tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion: "Am I familiar with you?"

The person opposite froze.

After saying that, Lin Yilin quickened her pace and passed him by.

Zheng fell behind a lot because he was admiring Kiyono Heiji's expression in a 360-degree circle. He never got tired of seeing the constipated face of the cool and handsome guy.

This brother's temperament made Zheng Fan feel like he had stepped into a Japanese drama, or if it was of a lower quality, it would be some domestic romance drama.

"Promise me, brother, you won't be a bootlicker. People like Binary Girl are too far away from 'normal people' like you." Zheng Fan pretended to pat Kiyono Koji's shoulder. Of course he couldn't do it, but he pretended.

He made a face and then jumped away happily. When he passed by a gangster, he jumped up and his butt overlapped with the other person's face, pretending to treat him to his fart. Then he jogged like a child to catch up with Lin Yilin.

Lin Yilin glanced back, her eyes twitching slightly.

Many things in the world are clearly visible to her, but she is too lazy to care.

Only Mr. Illusion, an abstract personality and a mysterious existence, is really hard to understand.

……

Kiyono Koji gently pressed his wrist: "How is it?"

"No feeling..." A voice that only he could hear rang in his ears, like an auditory hallucination.

"No?" Kiyono Hesi frowned slightly.

The recent reports from his subordinates about Lin Yilin's abnormal behavior made him make relevant speculations, and some subordinates who acted on their own were really causing more trouble than good, which was also the drawback of the gang-like management of the class.

He came to see it in person this time, but the answer he got was contrary to his guess.

A more accurate testing method than the hallucination testing equipment of the Processing Bureau is naturally to test hallucinations with hallucinations.

You can never go wrong with this.

unless……

The voice continued to speak slowly and slowly in Qingye Hesi's ear: "Unless... that 'same kind' is deeper than me, much deeper..."

Shallow hallucinations cannot detect deeper hallucinations.

And the difference in depth is very large.

(End of this chapter)