Chapter 209 The Magical Pocket of Lille

Traffic jam.

Still traffic jam.

The traffic network seemed to be against Lille and the others; from the moment they entered the city, there had been a traffic jam. After a long while, the three finally made it back to Old Vic's clinic.

Jack eagerly ran to Misty's spirit shop, while V kicked open the wire gate leading to the back alley and rushed straight to Old Vic's clinic.

"Old Vic!" V plopped down on the chair, "Get your prosthetics ready. I have money now! Plenty of money!"

Old Vic had been watching a boxing match and was momentarily stunned by V's voice—

It had been a long time since he last saw V and the others.

"V? Lille? You're back? Where's Jack?"

Lille pointed behind him, "Of course, he's off to relax."

Old Vic stood up from the chair, looking at Lille and V with relief, and then pinched Lille's arm—

"So sturdy? Did you solve the problem?"

Lille shrugged, "Halfway solved. We no longer need to scrimp on expenses, so we came here to check things out."