Chapter 337

• We approached the cashier to pay, and Mr. Adler casually conversed with me as if nothing had happened, swiping his card as if the previous incident had never occurred. It was difficult to imagine that just three minutes ago, he had forcefully dislocated someone's finger.
• "Can his finger be reattached?" I pondered for a moment and found it rather terrifying. Regardless, that person would never have expected to end up in such a situation.
• Mr. Adler shrugged and smiled, "Who knows? If he goes to the hospital in time, maybe it'll be possible."