When **Ethan Carter** woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Perhaps **Dr. Qin** was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she covered him with a blanket.
**Ethan Carter** rubbed his eyes, stood up from the recliner, and slowly walked out of the psychological counseling room.
**Dr. Qin** was sitting at her desk, wiping her glasses slowly.
"**Dr. Qin**...is the consultation over?" **Ethan Carter** asked, pressing one of his temples.
"It's better to say that it didn't start smoothly at all."
**Dr. Qin** shook her head helplessly, and asked, "Have you been reading any literary works from the old times recently? Or movies, documentaries?"
"No." **Ethan Carter** looked at **Dr. Qin** in confusion, not understanding why she asked him this.
**Dr. Qin** hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you still remember our conversation in the dark room?"
"It seems... you asked me to look at a kaleidoscope?"
"Yes, and then what?"
"I can't remember clearly..."
**Dr. Qin** sighed and asked him to sit down on the chair opposite.
"So... **Dr. Qin**, is it my problem?"
"I don't know, it seems that my hypnosis on you failed."
"Maybe it was very successful... I slept very comfortably." **Ethan Carter** said humorously.
**Dr. Qin** shrugged and smiled, then put on her glasses again.
"Actually, I suspect that I have a mental problem." **Ethan Carter** sat on the chair, looking down at the smooth floor.
"What's wrong?"
"I received a notice from the Marriage and Family Planning Bureau that there will be a blind date event tomorrow...but this morning when I was washing up, I saw a girl in the mirror, and I thought it was a reflection at first...she firmly advised me not to go to the appointment tomorrow."
**Dr. Qin** calmly took out her mobile phone, opened the chat history with **Ryan Miller**, and checked it, and confirmed with **Ethan Carter**: "Xiao Yu, you work in a courier company, right?"
"Yes."
"Nothing, you continue."
**Ethan Carter** continued with the previous topic: "I found that I could talk to the girl in the mirror, and then my roommate came in. He asked curiously who I was talking to, he couldn't see the person in the mirror."
"What does the girl in the mirror look like? You said you thought it was a reflection at first, which means you are not surprised by her appearance. Is she an acquaintance of yours?" **Dr. Qin** grasped the key point.
"She... looks like my sister, except for the color of her hair."
"Your sister has black hair, right?"
"Yeah, the girl in the mirror has light blonde hair."
**Dr. Qin** picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the notebook in front of her, then asked, "So how is your relationship with your sister?"
"We are not biological siblings, but I grew up in her family. The relationship... is pretty good."
"Who else is there in the family besides your sister?"
"And my adoptive father, that's all."
**Dr. Qin** felt that she had it all figured out when she heard this: "Xiao Yu, let me ask you directly, do you have a crush on your sister? Do you like her?"
"I think so... **Dr. Qin**, is this a sister complex?" **Ethan Carter** admitted.
"But you seem very rational, not the kind of fanatic that you're hallucinating." **Dr. Qin** said.
"Really..."
"Is this the first time this has happened? I mean the blonde girl who looks like your sister in the mirror."
"Yes, it's the first time."
**Dr. Qin** nodded: "Maybe it's because you are too loyal to your sister, which makes you subconsciously resist being arranged to go on a blind date with other people. I don't think this is a particularly serious problem, and we need to observe it for a while."
"Do I need to take any medicine in the near future?"
"No, just pay attention to your work and rest."
**Ethan Carter** stood up and thanked her.
Because the hypnosis treatment did not go smoothly, **Dr. Qin** insisted on waiving the consultation fee for him this time.
"If you see the girl in the mirror next time, come back to me." **Dr. Qin** sent **Ethan Carter** out, "As for your personal emotional choice, I don't think it's necessary to be too entangled, just let it go."
Let it go, does that mean accepting the arrangement of the Marriage and Birth Bureau?
**Ethan Carter** did not comment on this suggestion.
After thanking **Dr. Qin** again, he left the office building where the psychological clinic was located, found a small restaurant to eat his missed lunch and dinner, and then waited for the night to fall.
...
At night, in the underground bar "Rainbow Rain."
Guests of all kinds gathered around a hollow circular long table, and everyone focused their attention on the sealed iron ball hanging in the air above the long table.
There was a countdown device at the bottom of the iron ball, showing that there were 4 minutes and 59 seconds left before the lottery.
**Ethan Carter** hurried down the stairs and tucked the package under his armpit.
The bartender in a black tuxedo whispered to a bald middle-aged man wearing sunglasses behind the bar: "Boss, that kid is here again."
"Is that him?" The bald middle-aged man pulled down his sunglasses slightly, revealing a pair of deep and sharp eyes.
"Citizen ID **Ethan Carter**, 22 years old, an employee of Lightning Husky Express Company."
The bartender curled his lips and continued: "Since three months ago, this kid has come twice, and each time he placed a bet in the last minute before the lottery."
"And become the winner every time?" The bald middle-aged man frowned slightly.
"No exception."
**Ethan Carter** was standing next to the circular long table at this time, looking up at the iron ball hanging above, unaware that two eyes were staring at him closely at the bar in the distance. All he could see was the lottery countdown on the iron ball.
1 minute and 5 seconds...
1 minute and 4 seconds...
...
1 minute and 1 second.
After the countdown entered the last minute, **Ethan Carter**'s pupils suddenly dilated, and the causal prediction ability was activated, revealing the answer to the type of cocktail in the iron ball.
With 30 seconds left, **Ethan Carter** used the bracelet on his left wrist to scan the ordering device that could be seen everywhere on the circular long table.
"Bernice, Tequila, Vodka Collins." He chose three of the hundreds of cocktails without hesitation.
A total of 1,800 SP points were consumed and the payment was confirmed.
After doing all this, **Ethan Carter** breathed a sigh of relief.
There were still 10 seconds to reveal the result, but for him, the game was over.
The iron ball countdown reached zero, and fireworks and streamers were sprayed all around. The outer shell of the ball peeled off, revealing a transparent inner liner containing three wine glasses.
Bernice, Tequila, Vodka Collins.
The crowd that had been waiting eagerly let out a sigh of disappointment.
**Ethan Carter** raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then he left the spot, looking for the target of tonight's delivery among the guests in the bar.
At the bar, the bartender put the three prepared cocktails on the tray, but the young man who ordered the order was no longer there.
The bald middle-aged man wearing sunglasses tilted his head to signal the bartender, who then picked up the tray of wine and walked quickly towards **Ethan Carter**.
For **Ethan Carter**, participating in tonight's guessing and gambling was not a whim.
Considering that he might have to go to **Dr. Qin** for several psychological consultations later, he felt that he needed to accumulate some SP points in advance.
**Ethan Carter** knew that a winner like him who only ordered three drinks would easily attract attention. It was not that he did not want to play a full role, but he was really short of money. The SP points in his personal account were only enough to order three drinks.
This was the last time... He swore secretly in his heart.
Winning the competition was not difficult for him who had supernatural powers. What gave him a headache tonight was the package in his hand.
There were more than a hundred guests in the Hongyu Bar at this time, and women accounted for a quarter. Most of them were heavily made up and full of charm. It was really a bit difficult to find one of them to be crowned with the title of "the most beautiful."
**Ethan Carter** shuttled through the crowd and suddenly noticed that someone was approaching him quickly from the side.
"Aren't you going to enjoy the wine of victory?" The bartender's voice suddenly sounded.
**Ethan Carter** turned around in surprise and saw that the bartender was holding a tray in his left hand, and his right hand inserted in his waist intentionally or unintentionally lifted the hem of his tuxedo, revealing the pistol on his waist.
This made him swallow the words of rejection that were already on his lips.
Three minutes later, **Ethan Carter** sat upright on the sofa behind the bar like a student who was listening attentively in class.
There were three cocktails on the coffee table in front of him, Bernice, Tequila, and Vodka Collins.
A bald middle-aged man wearing sunglasses sat on the side with his legs crossed, and the bartender stood beside him with his hands behind his back.
"Drink." The bald middle-aged man stretched out his hand to **Ethan Carter** to indicate the three cocktails on the table.
**Ethan Carter** forced a smile and leaned over to take the first Bernice in front of him.
"What is your name, my dear guest?"
"**Ethan Carter**."
"If I remember correctly, today is the third time you have become a winner in four months." The bald man touched his shiny forehead.
"Hmm..."
"Don't be nervous, I'm just a little curious, how did you do it?"
The bald man leaned forward, his elbows resting on the coffee table, and his fingers interlaced on his gray chin.
**Ethan Carter** was silent for a few seconds and replied, "I don't know either."
The bartender couldn't help but frown.
"Every time you come, you place your bets at the last minute, and only order three glasses of wine each time, and you always become the winner. How can there be such a coincidence in this world?" The bald man smiled slightly.
**Ethan Carter** sat there with his lips pursed, and it seemed that he was not going to respond to him.
The bald man took off his sunglasses and looked directly at him. Their eyes met silently for a minute.
What surprised him in his heart was that the young man did not avoid his gaze and maintained the eye contact calmly.
"Well, people used to say that my eyes look scary, and it's rare to find someone like you who can look me in the eye." The bald man put on his sunglasses again.
**Ethan Carter** still didn't speak.
"One last question."
"Are you the holder of the superpower gene?" The bald man deliberately lowered his voice.
"I..."
"Think about it before answering." The bald man raised his hand to interrupt **Ethan Carter**'s first speech.