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"You must be the new officer! Thanks to you, Missy has gone to so much trouble. How about having a couple of drinks with me?"

Chapter Twelve Inhibitors

As soon as he said this, the surrounding police officers quietly left. One of them even tried to help An Xin, but was stopped by his companion. In the end, only he, Sister Ghost, Inspector Chen, and Swire were left at his table.

An Xin had already eaten quite a bit and drunk six or seven bottles of beer. Usually, she would have been full by this time, but now she felt like she hadn't eaten at all.

He truly felt that the skill of gluttony made him even poorer.

Luckily, someone's treating us to dinner tonight.

Logically speaking, since Inspector Chan and Swire are senior superintendents and Xingxiong is an inspector, Anxin, a newly recruited junior officer, shouldn't be sitting at the same table with the three of them.

Even if there were no other officers, they should have been senior officers with whom she had a good relationship. Just as An Xin frowned slightly, recalling the illusion that those people had run away, Xing Xiong pulled her over for a drink.

"Here, have a drink!"

"Oh." An Xin picked up the wine bottle and clinked glasses with Sister Gui, the bottle rims hitting each other.

The icy liquid flowed down his throat, suppressing some of the bitterness. He didn't like any of the alcohol, but the more he disliked a drink, the better his alcohol tolerance was.

In his previous life, when he was in the police station, not only his master, but almost all the older generation of police officers were smokers and alcoholics. They couldn't drink while handling cases, which only exacerbated their drinking addiction, and they drank non-stop in their spare time.

An Xin had certainly drunk alcohol with her master, and her body was quite resistant to alcohol.

But perhaps due to declining vitality, he felt he couldn't drink as much today.

Half an hour later, An Xin finally understood why the police officers had run away.

On one hand, Inspector Chan and Swire kept arguing, and it was only thanks to Xingxiong mediating between them that they were able to break into a fight.

On the other hand, Sister Gui can drink too much.

That beer is no different from water.

No, even if it's water, an average person couldn't drink that much, right?

Including what she drank with the veteran police officers, An Xin had drunk about two cases of beer, while Sister Gui, who arrived much later, had already drunk three cases.

In his previous life, even if he were forced to drink, he wouldn't have been able to drink this much alcohol. He relied entirely on his skill to eat. An Xin ate the food of at least a dozen people tonight and was still able to drink so much alcohol.

My head felt heavy, like it was filled with water; my vision began to blur; and most importantly...

I'm so sleepy, really sleepy.

An Xin felt a hard pat on her shoulder, which hurt a little. When she looked up, she met Hoshiguma's eyes.

"You're pretty good, kid, you can drink so much." Her gaze swept across the middle of the food stall, where only a few people remained from the dozen or so tables. After paying the bill, Swire left ten cases of beer for Hoshino, and Chen Sir left the table immediately after finishing his meal.

Hoshiguma genuinely thinks Anxin is great.

He's a straightforward person; he drinks as soon as he picks up a glass.

She patted An Xin on the shoulder and said, "You look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

“That’s the most cliché pickup line ever used on a man,” An Xin chuckled. “We might have met twenty years ago.”

"Don't joke around, newbie. Twenty years ago, how old were you? Were you six?"

Sister Gui downed another bottle of beer. "Impossible, I must be remembering wrong."

Late at night.

As the Guard Bureau's revelry drew to a close, people began carrying the drunken officers back to their dormitories.

Before leaving, many people gave An Xin a thumbs up, clearly indicating that they had accepted this new partner.

"Dragon Gate swearing, how come the newbie can drink so much?"

"It's good that we can drink. Sister Gui won't keep bothering us. Anyway, Miss will take care of the bills."

"Go back to sleep. We have a mission tomorrow. I hope the newbies can handle it."

As they walked, they discussed the banquet that evening, who had drunk too much and was crying about their fiancée running away, and who had drunk too much and was dancing on the roadside.

In the end, only two people remained in the night: a ghost with bluish-green hair and a golden-haired Qilin.

An Xin leaned back in his chair and stuffed everything on the table into his stomach. Even Sister Gui praised his appetite.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and the smoky aroma of barbecue. Lungmen was not quiet late at night. After the Royal Guards left, people gradually filled the empty tables.

After so much time, Anxin has sobered up a bit.

Does overeating have this effect?

He felt that his arm no longer hurt, and at least he could move it freely.

It seems that this penetrating wound is nothing serious.

So, what about Oripathy?

After much hesitation, An Xin finally spoke.

"I want to ask, Sister Ghost, is there really no cure for Oripathy?"

“Of course.” Hoshiguma nodded, a hint of doubt in her eyes. She wasn’t a child anymore; Oripathy was an incurable disease, a common knowledge.

"Then... are there any places in Lungmen that sell inhibitors for Oripathy?" An Xin asked again.

"Of course, Rhine Life has a store here, and Lungmen has a partnership with them, as well as some other companies. What's up? Do you want to buy?"

Hoshiguma was somewhat puzzled.

As far as she knew, the newcomer came to register alone and had no relatives or friends at all.

But if you say he has Oripathy, he wouldn't pass the physical exam at all. You can't expect him to become infected in just one day, from morning until now.

"No, I'm just asking." An Xin still didn't trust his colleagues from the Guard Bureau. He needed to learn more over time. He had to heal his injuries and obtain a certain amount of inhibitors before he dared to start the second game.

Let me check the prices of inhibitors at the store, and we'll talk about it later.

Fortunately, Ghost Sister didn't delve into his reasons for asking about Oripathy. He finished all the beer in the box with Hoshiguma, and seeing that she wasn't drunk at all, his figure slowly disappeared into the night. Anxin also prepared to go home.

Compared to twenty years ago, Longmen is now incredibly vibrant. The deathly quiet nights are gone, the roads are no longer divided into sections by streetlights, and neon lights are everywhere, reflecting a dynamic city.

If the Lungmen he sees in the game is really the Lungmen of twenty years ago, then aside from failing to solve the slum problem, Wei Yanwu is actually doing a pretty good job as a leader.

As An Xin walked along the road, her legs unknowingly veered off course from the way home.

After asking around, An Xin arrived at the bustling commercial district. The Rhine Life sign was very eye-catching, but he only glanced at it from the outside.

The reason is simple: the price is too high.

One dose of Oripathy inhibitor costs 20,000 LMD. An Xin doesn't yet know how many doses he needs a month, but he knows his monthly salary is enough to buy one dose. Is he supposed to live on air?

Unless Miss Swire treats you to meals every day.

Unrealistic.

Anxin then went to other stores, where the prices were generally around 15,000 yuan, with the cheapest inhibitor costing 12,000 yuan, which was simply unaffordable.

He sighed.

As he passed through a dark and damp alley, a small, fair, soft hand grabbed his arm, and the voice was gentle yet tinged with a hint of frivolity.

"Young man, I have something good, would you like it...?"

"The Imperial Guard is cracking down on prostitution!" An Xin reached into her pocket, where her police ID was.

"No!! You've got the wrong idea!" The person was completely covered in a black robe, so her face couldn't be seen, but she wasn't very tall and was probably a woman. She stomped her feet in anger at An Xin's words.

Chapter Thirteen: Blood Demon

No matter how bustling a city is, there are always some alleys where the sun doesn't shine.

Ten minutes earlier, Warfarin noticed a blond young man with a resolute face, upright posture, and wearing a clean white shirt. Many girls noticed him and tried to strike up a conversation with him, but the strong smell of alcohol deterred many of them.

Logically speaking, someone like him should never lack money, much less have Originium disease; he should be a high-and-mighty young master.

After all, the watch on his left wrist is worth hundreds of thousands of Lungmen dollars, and he would never show any reluctance because of the 20,000 dollars for the inhibitor.

Warfarin found it a little strange, but she was sure this person was a good customer.

Because she smelled a sweet fragrance.

So she grabbed An Xin and, with just one sentence, got An Xin to leave with her.

"You want inhibitors? I have five thousand vials, want to talk to me?"

An Xin was tempted by the price.

Aside from inhibitors, he currently has no means to suppress Oripathy.

The game system didn't provide a solution. After purchasing Greed, the new item in the shop was Marxist Philosophy, which was very cheap, costing only 200 points.

It has absolutely no effect on treating Originium disease.

So, upon hearing that the man in black robes could offer him Oripathy inhibitors for 5,000, An Xin immediately withdrew her hand from her police ID, put it back in her pocket, and followed her as they continued to weave through the streets and alleys.

Purchasing inhibitors privately is not illegal, so Anxin felt perfectly justified in doing so.