Chapter 137 Escape from the Mental Hospital
"Even though I answered correctly, you still say I'm mentally ill?" Tanigawa looked at Fukuyama Zhiyuan without any kindness.

"Psychopaths will imitate the behavior and memory of normal people. In your mind, you don't think that April 4st will be followed by April 1th."

"The patient is unaware of his or her own illness. When I start to imitate the behavior of normal people, I have become a normal person," said Tanigawa.

In other words, by the time I imitate a good person, I am already a good person.

Fukuyama Zhiyuan adjusted his glasses and looked at Tanigawa with a different eye.

This guy has begun to understand mental illness.

"What you said is not accurate." Fukuyama Zhiyuan looked at Tanigawa and said.

"You may think that you are the right one, and the people around you are heretics who are trying to alienate you. You try to integrate with us heretics so that we can relax our vigilance against you."

Tanigawa curled his lips and said, "Of course you are heretics."

In this world of time confusion, I am the only one who is awake.

Tanigawa pulled out a pistol and said, "Let me ask you one more question, am I mentally ill?"

"Yes." Fukuyama Zhiyuan would rather die than surrender.

Tanigawa pulled out a shotgun again, but Fukuyama Zhiyuan refused to waver. Tanigawa took out a bomb, but Fukuyama Zhiyuan did not flinch either. When he took out a rocket launcher, Fukuyama Zhiyuan's expression began to change.

"Didn't they check you? How did you bring the weapons with you?" asked Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"Because weapons will be randomly refreshed on me. Have you played "Vice City"? It's just like that game. Oh, it seems you will have to wait a few years before you can play it." Tanigawa said to himself.

Fukuyama Zhiyuan frowned. He really had a generation gap with the mentally ill and could not understand what he said at all.

"No matter how much money they gave you, you wouldn't want the person to die without spending all the money, right?" Tanigawa said with a smile.

"My goal when treating patients is always to completely cure them. As long as I'm alive, don't even think about leaving this mental hospital." Fukuyama Zhiyuan smiled sinisterly.

Tanigawa smiled and said, "He has guns and cannons, so he doesn't need your permission to go out."

But I'd love to play with you.

"By the way, it took you seven hours to get here by car. If you had used your legs, it might have taken even longer, and you would have been more likely to collapse on the way back." Fukuyama Zhiyuan smiled as if he was in control of the situation.

"I am the only one who has the means to contact the outside world. Only when you get a certificate of recovery will I let someone from outside come to pick you up."

Tanigawa smiled happily.

If someone can refresh weapons on his body, can he not refresh transportation? He can even refresh a helicopter directly and lend it to Gin to bomb Tokyo Tower.

"Okay, then I'll let you treat me."

I can't hide my illness and avoid seeing a doctor, so I'll let Dr. Fukuyama treat me and see if I'm mentally ill.

Tanigawa was brought to a clean room and Fukuyama Zhiyuan sat on a chair.

"I have a general understanding of your situation. It's a fantasy-type mental disorder. Can you tell me in more detail what the world is like in your perception?" asked Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"This world is actually a comic drawn by one person. You and other people in the world are virtual," said Tanigawa.

"Yeah." Fukuyama Zhiyuan nodded and recorded Tanigawa's description.

There is no psychotherapy for these fantasy-type mental disorders. Just let them do what they want as they paint their fantasy world.

"Besides, that cartoonist was very lazy and messed up the timeline of this world. I don't know how long it will take for my poor child bride to grow up."

Fushan Zhiyuan paused and asked, "Tell me how you came to this world?"

Tanigawa looked at Fukuyama Zhiyuan strangely.

"My mother gave birth to me."

"I mean, how did you, a person from the real world, come to this comic book?" said Fukuyama Zhiyuan. For a moment, he felt like a retard.

"do not know."

"Then do you have any plans for your future? Have you ever thought about returning to your world?"

“I have no plans and don’t want to go back.”

Fukuyama Zhiyuan nodded. This mentally ill patient has not yet completely constructed his own fantasy world.

"You are very ill."

Tanigawa sighed helplessly. He was considered a heretic even though he told the truth.

"Tell me, how should I treat it?" asked Tanigawa.

"Do you want quick results or long-term treatment?" Fukuyama Zhiyuan gave Tanigawa two choices.

"I choose the faster one." said Tanigawa.

"The fastest one is electrotherapy, which is very effective for critically ill patients like you and the results are immediate. But its disadvantages are also very prominent: it is easy to get fractures due to convulsions after electric shock, and memory impairment often occurs which can be gradually recovered." said Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of being electrocuted." Tanigawa grinned.

Seeing that Tanigawa had made his choice, Fukuyama Zhiyuan took him to the electric shock treatment room, where there was a ferocious-looking man.

He didn’t know if it was Tanigawa’s illusion, but he always felt that the big man was very unfriendly to him, and his eyes revealed countless malice.

"This is my assistant." Fukuyama Zhiyuan introduced the big man next to him to Tanigawa.

"Yeah." Tanigawa nodded.

Under the operation of the big man, Ireland, Tanigawa's legs and hands were tied to a bed, and two electric wires were stuffed into his hands.

"Are you ready?" Fukuyama Zhiyuan asked Tanigawa in front of the computer.

"I'm ready. I can't wait." Tanigawa said impatiently.

Fukuyama Zhiyuan pressed the electric shock switch, and the current flowed through the wires into Tanigawa's body.

"I don't feel anything." Tanigawa said with a smile.

"The current is very small at the beginning, and it will gradually increase to give your body time to adapt," said Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"Oh."

Tanigawa nodded.

He waited slowly, and after five minutes, Tanigawa yawned out of boredom.

"Why don't you feel anything yet?"

Fushan Zhiyuan frowned. The current was obviously quite strong, so why didn't he feel anything? Could it be that Tanigawa had a rare physique that could withstand electricity?

Thinking of this, Fukuyama Zhiyuan slowly increased the current.

As the current was about to reach the limit of human endurance, Tanigawa was still like nothing had happened, he even sang a song out of boredom. Fukuyama couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the equipment.

"Let me see if there's something wrong."

Ireland came over to Tanigawa with a sullen face, and Tanigawa obediently handed the wire in his hand to Ireland.

Ireland stared at Tanigawa's breakaway body in shock, then suddenly got hold of a live wire.

"what!"

Ireland felt a sharp pain in his palm and dropped the wire in his hand. Tanigawa took the wire and gave the Irish brother a friendly hug.

"Ahhhhh~"

Ireland's hair stood on end.

Seeing this, Fushan Zhiyuan hurriedly turned off the power, but a wooden stick thrown by Tanigawa hit the back of Fushan Zhiyuan's hand, causing him to shrink his hand subconsciously.

Tanigawa also took the opportunity to hug Ireland and stacked up with Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"Ahhh~"

“Ahhhhhhh!” “Ouch~”

Tanigawa threw away the wire in his hand and stretched his muscles comfortably.

After being electrocuted like this, I felt my whole body go numb, it was so comfortable.

Tanigawa felt comfortable, but the twitching Ireland and Fukuyama Zhiyuan didn't think so. Ireland could barely stand up, but Fukuyama Zhiyuan had already started foaming at the mouth.

"The strength of the electric shock is still not enough. Remember to increase the strength next time." Tanigawa said.

Tanigawa ignored Ireland who was gasping for breath, grabbed Fukuyama Zhiyuan's collar and pulled him up, shaking him hard to make him regain some consciousness.

Fukuyama Zhiyuan's white eyeballs regained their pupils.

"I feel like it's useless. What should we do next for treatment?" asked Tanigawa.

Fukuyama Zhiyuan's legs were limp, and he could only stand up straight if he was pulled by Tanigawa. His eyes were dull and his consciousness was hazy.

"Let's continue tomorrow," said Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"No, I want to get it done in one go and cure the disease immediately," said Tanigawa.

"But the healing process cannot be achieved overnight. It requires gradual treatment," said Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

"Didn't you say that electrotherapy works quickly?"

“Not that fast.”

Tanigawa frowned in dissatisfaction, "Since you don't want to continue the treatment, then start treating the disease in my way."

Tanigawa taped Fukuyama Zhiyuan's mouth and tied him to a chair. Ireland, who was standing next to him, was also not forgotten. He wanted to resist, but he was so weak from the electric shock that he was easily subdued by Tanigawa.

Dragging two chairs, Tanigawa found a well-sealed room.

Tanigawa nailed the windows shut with wooden boards and then sewed black cloth on the outside of the windows.

After turning off the lights, Tanigawa was very satisfied with the claustrophobic and dark environment.

After dragging the two people in, Tanigawa tore off the tape on Fukuyama Zhiyuan's mouth and said, "I'll ask you again, is my mental illness cured?"

"No." Fukuyama Zhiyuan said firmly.

If he lets Tanigawa stay here for one more day, he can get 10 million yen.

That’s 10 million yen!
No matter how much he suffers, it is worth it!
Tanigawa nodded with satisfaction. That was very good. He always admired such strong-willed people.

"Woooooo~"

"Okay, then let's move on to the second stage of treatment, closed room diagnosis and treatment."

Tanigawa carried Fukuyama Zhiyuan and Ireland into the secret room. Ireland kept making "wuwuwuwu" sounds with his mouth, and no one knew what he meant.

Tanigawa closed the door, and the whole room was dark. The only sound in the room was the constant "woohoo" sounds of Fukuyama Zhiyuan and Ireland. Tanigawa sat opposite the two of them, grinning foolishly.

After an hour, both of them were so tired that they couldn't even make a "wu" sound.

After being locked up in the claustrophobic environment for so long, the two Irish men broke out in sweats, and Fukuyama Zhiyuan was in a trance and fell into a sleepy sleep.

"Snapped!"

When Ireland heard the unusual noise, his pale face flushed a little, and his mental stress was relieved a little.

After being awakened by a slap in the face, Fushan Zhiyuan felt a burning sensation on his face.

Tanigawa used his fingers to pry open Fukuyama Zhiyuan's eyelids to keep him awake.

"Snapped!"

About five minutes later, Fukuyama Zhiyuan fell asleep again and Tanigawa woke him up again.

In the secret room, Ireland was holding on by the sound of Tanigawa's slaps.

"squeak~"

When Tanigawa opened the door, Ireland and Fukuyama Zhiyuan seemed to have arrived in heaven.

"Sigh~"

Tanigawa removed the tape on Fukuyama Zhiyuan's mouth and smiled gently.

"I feel like the second step of diagnosis and treatment isn't working either. Should we move on to the third step?"

"No! No need!" Fukuyama Zhiyuan roared loudly.

He didn't want the 10 million yen anymore! Now, he just wanted to escape from this mental hospital!

He's so stupid, really.

No wonder people offered him a sky-high price of 10 million yen a day. It turned out that they were sure that he couldn't even last a day.

"You are not mentally ill, please don't torture me anymore." Fukuyama Zhiyuan cried out with tears in his eyes.

Tanigawa frowned in dissatisfaction as he was falsely accused by Fukuyama Zhiyuan of torturing the doctor.

"How did I torture you? I was the one who was electrocuted with you, and I was shocked for a longer time. I was in the secret room with you, and I modified the secret room."

As a patient, Tanigawa underwent more diagnosis and treatment.

"Yes, yes, you didn't torture me. Please leave quickly. I want to go home." Fushan Zhiyuan missed his wife at home, and even his wife's strong body...

"I can't leave without your certificate of recovery." Tanigawa said helplessly.

"You are cured. You are a very normal person. Those who say you are mentally ill are framing you out of jealousy!" Fukuyama Zhiyuan shouted loudly.

"I thought so too." Tanigawa nodded in agreement.

"However, the necessary procedures must still be followed."

Tanigawa untied the rope on Fukuyama Zhiyuan, and Fukuyama Zhiyuan lay powerlessly on the ground.

"Once I recover some strength, I will write you a certificate of recovery." said Fukuyama Zhiyuan.

Tanigawa looked at Fukuyama Zhiyuan pitifully, took out a bottle of medicine and fed it into his mouth.

Fushan Zhiyuan soon regained some vitality, the sweat on his head gradually disappeared, and his pale complexion also improved a little.

Feeling much better, Fukuyama Zhiyuan had a slight illusion. The previous torture didn't seem to be a big deal. Didn't he survive it? That was 10 million yen! 10 million a day!

But when he looked up and saw Tanigawa's amiable smiling face, Fukuyama Zhiyuan felt his physical weakness coming back again.

Why should I be depressed? I can see that I am the one with mental illness!
"Well, let me give you a little test." Fukuyama Zhiyuan smiled carefully.

"Today is April 4st, what is the date tomorrow?"

"March 3nd." Tanigawa grinned.

Fukuyama Zhiyuan felt a little short of breath, and forced himself to make amends for Tanigawa, "That's right, the timeline of this comic world is very confusing, maybe tomorrow is really March 3nd."

"The second question is, what do you think of the woman in this photo?" Fukuyama Zhiyuan took out a photo.

"Very beautiful." said Tanigawa.

"What do you think now? Tell me what's on your mind."

"I want to take her top off."

Fushan Zhiyuan nodded, "Very good, this is the thinking of a normal man. What next?"

"Then take off her shoes, socks and panties, and finally stuff her socks and panties into your mouth." Tanigawa said with a smile.

"Discharge!"

Fushan Zhiyuan said seriously: "How do you know I'm hungry? Knowing to feed me, this is clearly the thinking of a normal person!"

(End of this chapter)