Another failed attempts

The coffee maker was a great idea, Ravi thought as he sipped what would be his third cup of coffee for the day.

"Excuse me, officer. Can I not do it? Don't force me." The middle-aged man in front of Ravi said.

Ravi did not speak to him, raising his head to give him a cold look.

The man sighed, stretching his hand to prick his finger with the pin that Ravi had given him before letting the red blood drop on the machine on the table.

Ravi looked at the reader and looked at him, "You can go." There was no reaction, he really fainted.

Ravi picked up the phone, "Draco, we have another one." He said to Draco who zoomed in and sped off with the fainted middle-aged man.

Ravi took another sip of coffee and looked at the queue outside the door, "Next!" The person who came was a beautiful woman in her late thirties, she had a scar on half of her face and a warm aura around her.