The vagrant muttered, "You're about to commit suicide, so do you care about the punishment of being detained for a few days?"
It really was that simple.
But Dabitch didn't want to bring shame to his newlywed wife; he hesitated somewhat in the depths of his heart.
With this hesitation, they had already slinked into the large building in the corner of the Baby Administration.
From the outside, the building looked somewhat dim in places, with no security guards at the entrance, but there was an electronic access control at the door.
Peering through the glass door, the lobby appeared somewhat chilling.
"Let me show you my unique magic trick."
The old vagrant said with a grin, glanced around, tiptoed up to the electronic access control, and fiddled with it for a bit.
Click, the glass door slowly opened.
"Quick! Hurry! The patrol officers could come by at any time!"
"Oh, this!"
