The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 70 Zhang Minghua has persecution and erotomania

Song Mang was surprised for a moment, then subconsciously touched the amulet in his pocket.

The amulet didn't respond.

This shows that this weirdness has no hostility towards her.

But even so, Song Mang stood still and just asked, "Are you the director of the mental hospital?"

"Yes, it's me."

Song Mang turned his head to look at Yindie who was broadcasting live on her mobile phone beside him, and signaled Yindie to go over first with his eyes.

Yin Die handed the phone to Song Mang, and then floated towards the door with the light.

Bang.

Yindie opened the door completely.

It was a room filled with mahogany bookcases. Three walls were lined with bookcases, and the bookcases were filled with books.

In the center of the room, there was a large mahogany desk, and sitting beside the desk was a white-haired old man.

The old man was wearing glasses and was studying an ancient book under a desk lamp. He looked kind.

He heard the door of the room being fully opened, and he looked up in the direction of the elevator.

He smiled helplessly and said, "You are really cautious, the door is open, why don't you come over?"

Song Mang touched his face and said, "Can you see my true appearance?"

The dean said, "What do you mean by seeing your true appearance? You already look like this."

"Then why do you want to kill me?"

"When did I want to kill you? This is the first time I've met you, it doesn't seem necessary, right?"

Song Mang fell silent.

Just now in the corridor outside the clinic, there was a thing following Zhang Minghua. That thing chopped up Zhang Minghua's paper body and was very hostile to Song Mang.

Zhang Minghua said that it was the dean who was hunting her down.

Before entering the elevator, Zhang Minghua kept emphasizing that Song Mang looked like her and that the dean would also kill Song Mang.

But the strange person in front of him was the dean, but he said he didn’t want to kill Song Mang, or it was the first time he met her?
Song Mang thought of the rules of the copy she got.

Rule 2: Keep communicating with every patient, but they are used to talking nonsense, so don’t just believe what the patient says.
This rule has definitely been contaminated. The first half of the sentence contradicts the original rule, but the second half should be fine.

“Don’t just trust what the patient says.”

"Remember, there are only patients in mental hospitals, no doctors."

Currently, Song Mang has mainly come into contact with three weirdos. One is a male weirdo who claims to be a doctor, one is an intruder who originally worked here but later left because of the dean's unspoken rules, and the other is the dean. Every word said by this weirdo has loopholes.

The male doctor said she was Zhang Minghua, but the dean said she didn't look like Zhang Minghua at all.

Also, the male doctor said that he could not see the real Zhang Minghua, and he could not see Zhang Minghua even after he entered the paper figure.

If Zhang Minghua entered the paper-made object, she would become a paper-made servant like Yin Die, causing other monsters to not be able to see her. Then why would there be something in the corridor that could chase her?
Can it also destroy her paper body?

This means that in this copy, the silver butterfly cannot be seen, but Zhang Minghua's paper-made figures can be seen.

If the male doctor did not lie, then Zhang Minghua lied. There was nothing chasing her in the corridor at that time!
In addition, Zhang Minghua also said that there is no underground garage in the building and the exit is not in the underground garage.

But she took the elevator to the underground floor.

If Zhang Minghua was not lying, then maybe her perception was wrong. The replica could change the elevator buttons, so it could also adjust the human perception of taking the elevator.

Then, the dean’s words cannot be trusted.

Thinking of these details, Song Mang couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows, feeling that his head was about to explode. Who is lying?

Or is it that every weird thing is lying?
Song Mang took a deep breath and asked the dean again, "Then why did you kill Zhang Minghua?"

The dean looked a little complicated, and said with emotion, "I didn't expect her to become like this. If I could, I should have killed her earlier.

Oh no, killing is against the law, I should put her in the intensive care unit, maybe it would be better if she received treatment earlier."

Song Mang paused, "What's wrong with her?"

"Very severe schizophrenia."

The dean said, "Before she was diagnosed with schizophrenia, she had severe delusions, specifically delusions of persecution and erotomania. You may not believe it, but she thought that an old man like me, who is almost 70 years old, liked her and would do anything to get her."

At this point, the old man seemed to recall things from his past life, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

“She was the best doctor hired by the hospital, but I didn’t expect that she had a family-inherited mental illness, and she developed the disease not long after she started working in the hospital.

However, people in our field, even if we don’t have a family history of mental illness, can easily get sick if we come into contact with these messy patients for a long time.”

At this point, the dean's expression became even sadder, with tears in his eyes. "If only I had known earlier that she had a problem, my little granddaughter wouldn't have..."

"What happened to your little granddaughter?"

Song Mang couldn't help but ask.

But the dean calmed down, wiped his eyes and said, "It's all in the past, I..."

Halfway through his words, the old man, who had originally had a kind look, suddenly became gloomy. He stood up from his seat abruptly and stared straight at one of Song Mang's arms.

"Where did you get this watch?"

"This is……"

Song Mang glanced at his wrist, on which was the watch he had taken from Zhang Minghua's body.

She was about to explain where the watch came from, but the dean roared, "Zhang Minghua, it's you! How dare you disguise yourself as someone else and lie to me!
Not only did you harm me, you also killed my little granddaughter. She was only seven years old and had just started elementary school. How could you have the heart to do that! I want you to be buried with Xixi!"

Bang.

The dean suddenly became extremely strong. He flipped the large mahogany desk over and took out an ancient bronze knife as long as his body from under the desk.

At first glance, the shape of this sword is a bit similar to Guan Erye's Green Dragon Crescent Blade. It is very domineering, and is surrounded by circles of scarlet resentment.

The dean was originally an elegant white-haired old man, but when he held the knife, he turned into a grumpy old man and chased Song Mang and slashed at him madly.

Song Mang quickly ran out of the room, "Why did you chop me? I'm not Zhang Minghua! Didn't you just say that you knew I wasn't?!"

The dean chased her while yelling, "You are Zhang Minghua! I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

The dean swung the long sword in his hand, and suddenly an invisible gust of wind came out, blowing Song Mang, who was two or three meters away, away and smashing him at the elevator entrance.

"Damn, is this old Deng also mentally ill?"

Song Mang was really speechless. She just thought that the dean was more normal than the others!

Seeing the dean's eyes turn bloodshot and he came towards her with a long knife, she quickly used her intimidation function to freeze the dean.

Song Mang got up from the ground and pressed the elevator button. Fortunately, the elevator door opened quickly.

Zhang Minghua’s paper man appeared in the elevator and pulled Song Mang in.

"I've already told you that you can't go see the dean. He will definitely not let you go! Go, go, I'll take you away from here!"

Song Mang ran into the elevator and saw the elevator door slowly close. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Leaving now? Aren't you still going to find your body?"

(End of this chapter)