America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 289 Mental Illness

"This is your home? Ma'am, who makes their home like this?" Zhang Ailun said.

The woman was at a loss for words, yet she stubbornly insisted, "This is my home! What right do you have to say that to me? You're just a stranger! How I live is my own business! There's no law that says everyone has to clean their room!"

"But the law doesn't say you can illegally detain someone either," Zhang Ailun said, then stopped paying attention to her. He didn't know if she was really mentally ill or just pretending, but judging from her words and actions, he'd just consider her half-normal.

The leader, not wanting to lay a hand on the woman, turned and headed towards the stairwell in the inner room, calling out, "Hey! Mr. Dis, are you there?"

Soon, noises could be heard downstairs.

The woman's expression changed slightly.

"You said you're home alone?" Zhang Ailun turned around and smiled at the woman. "You have a huge rat in your house."

He turned to open the door and go to the basement to rescue the person, but the woman suddenly screamed like a madwoman. She pounced on him, jumping up and straddling the leader.

Zhang Ailun had anticipated this, and with a simple side-body over-the-shoulder throw, he tossed the man away.

The woman fell to the floor with a thud.

"Oh! Shit! WTF..." The woman, her face flushed, curled up on the ground, her hair disheveled.

"Hey, stop pretending, I didn't use any force." Zhang Ailun was about to explain something when he saw the other person twitching on the spot, suddenly let out a cry, stretched out his limbs, and looked like he was about to die.

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The woman looked up at the leader, her face flushed, but she revealed an excited smile. "You hit me so well!"

"...??"

What a pervert.

Zhang Ailun looked at her with a sense of existential doubt, and was completely convinced that she was indeed an abnormal patient.

The woman pounced on him and hugged his leg, clinging to him like an octopus. "Darling, you're so amazing! Please, give me another one!"

"Don't come any closer!" The leader was a little numb and immediately pushed the person aside, but the other person immediately clung to him again, rubbing against him like a pole dancer, which completely numbed the leader.

Left with no other choice, he could only turn around and drag her, limping, to the basement, where he witnessed an appalling scene.

A disheveled, greasy middle-aged man was bound hand and foot with a belt and hung from a floor lamp. His body was covered in paint, he had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked listless. He was also naked and had a ball stuffed in his mouth.

Zhang Ailun glanced at him and wondered if this guy had been completely drained.

"Are you Mr. Dis?" Zhang Ailun asked, then explained, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect your married life to be so disharmonious."

The moment Dis saw the Grand Master, it was as if he had seen a savior. He couldn't help but burst into tears, and his eyes lit up. Although he didn't know him at all and he was just a strange Asian man he had never met before, the fact that the other party had found him meant that he was saved!

All he could do was nod frantically, uttering mumbled sounds, drool dripping from his mouth.

"Okay, how did you become like this? Do you want me to save you?" Zhang Ailun asked.

The other party immediately nodded frantically.

"Darling, don't bother with this dead man, he's not a real man at all," Molina immediately advised when she saw the Grand Master trying to rescue him. She also got up to stop him.

"You'd better behave yourself." Zhang Ailun controlled his strength and delivered a light punch with his backhand. With a thud, Molina immediately rolled her eyes back and fainted, lying on the ground.

"..." Dis looked on in shock, then quickly nodded and shook his head.

"Do you want me to save you or not?"

Seeing that he was acting like he was having a seizure, Zhang Ailun could only step forward and help him remove the ball from his mouth.

"Oh my god!!" As soon as the contents of Dis's mouth disappeared, he immediately let out a terrified cry: "Sir, please don't kill me! Killing that crazy woman is enough! Please don't hurt me! I beg you! My money is in the safe on the second floor, the combination is 824690, please!"

"You've misunderstood, Mr. Dis. I'm not a wanted criminal, and I'm not here to commit burglary. I need your help with something related to the FCC satellite launch permit."

Zhang Ailun realized that he had misunderstood him and thought he was the black man who had broken into his home to buy something for free, so he explained.

"But you don't seem to be feeling well. What exactly happened here?"

Zhang Ailun immediately took out his phone and took a picture of him without any professionalism.

"You're here to get an FCC license? Okay, I can help you. Could you drop me off first?"

Dis calmed down, no longer feeling anxious, and finally remembered what he was good at.

She couldn't help but burst into tears, accusing the woman, "My God, you have no idea what I've been through! That woman is a madwoman! She imprisoned me here and tortured me for three whole days! I almost died! You are simply an angel sent by God to save me, my savior!!"

Zhang Ailun casually untied him, and Dis plopped down on the ground, gasping for breath. The next second, he staggered to his feet, feeling dizzy, and then collapsed to the ground again.

"Oh my god, I'm starving! I haven't eaten for three days..."

"You haven't eaten? Then why are you so energetic?" Zhang Ailun asked in surprise.

"I didn't eat, but I drank something! You probably don't want to ask me what I drank!!" Dis said, somewhat exasperated.

Zhang Ailun fell silent, turning his head to glance at the unconscious woman.

So? What you're drinking is...

Holy crap! Dude, I really don't know whether to say you're living a life of luxury or suffering.

This woman is really good-looking and has a great figure.

If you want me to drink it... then I won't.

The Grand Master isn't stupid.

Seeing that the other person was still trembling and in poor mental condition, with his sanity almost completely depleted, Zhang Ailun casually tossed him a blanket to drape over himself and said, "There should be some food in the refrigerator in the lobby on the first floor. I'll go get you some."

"Sir, thank you so much! I haven't even asked your name yet." Upon hearing this, Dis burst into tears.

God knows how he survived those three days. From initial surprise, to shock, to anger, to fear, to collapse, to despair...

He's become numb.

I'll have a lifelong psychological trauma from this kind of thing.

It can no longer even fill with blood normally.

Zhang Ailun shook his head. Poor guy.

"My name is Juankin."

"Mr. Jin, thank you so much!"

"Wait here, I'll go get you some food."

Zhang Ailun turned and left the basement, went upstairs to the living room, opened the refrigerator door, and glanced at the contents, which were almost all gone.

He grabbed half a half-eaten sandwich, a pizza, kiwi juice, and a sugar cube, went back to the basement, and handed the items to the other person.

"This lady probably ate all the food, so just eat whatever you can. The most important thing is to replenish your sugar levels." Zhang Ailun said, then couldn't help but glance at the unconscious female mental patient. That stuff must have been salty, right? It probably wouldn't have been enough to replenish her sugar levels.

Fortunately, it was mostly water. A person only dies after seven days without food, and he had been drinking water for the past three days. Besides, the other person was fat and had plenty of spare fat.

"She's a female demon!!" Dis cursed viciously. Then he started wolfing down his food, finishing the pizza and sandwich and drinking the juice in half a minute.

After being satisfied, he fell into a state of stagnation.

The female mental patient also woke up. Seeing that Dis was freed, she couldn't help but curse, "Fxxk! You bastard, who told you to get down? You should have stayed hanging there!!"

"Fxxk, you damn psychopath! I'm going to call the police and sue you!!" Dee shouted as well.

"I'm perfectly normal! You're the one who should be in jail! You damn pervert! You should drink my piss!! Eat my shit!" the woman cursed.

Dis instantly turned red with rage, "Fxxk you! You bitch!"

"Fxxk you! You fat pig!!" Molina raised her middle finger.

"Alright, stop arguing!" Zhang Ailun shouted, calming them both down. He then looked at Dee, "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Dee, you were trying to abduct a mental patient, attempt to have sex with her, and then assault her? That's illegal. Did you succeed?"

"Look at me, do I look like I succeeded? She tied me up and almost crippled me!" Dis said aggrievedly.

"So, you two didn't have a relationship?" Zhang Ailun was surprised. It turned out that the so-called humiliation was just the literal meaning.

"I can't stand scum like that." Molina sneered, then looked at the Grand Master with deep affection and burning eyes, "Darling, the person I love is you! Your punches are so powerful, it feels so good to hit me."

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't have any feelings for you," Zhang Ailun immediately rejected her. He'd never seen anything so twisted.

"Hey! Which side are you on? Didn't you want me to do you a favor?" Dis immediately became a little defensive.

"I do need you to help me get my FCC license, but I have this. Do you dare not help me?" Zhang Ailun took out his phone and showed him his photo.

"No, no..." Dis's face turned red and green in turns.

"Let's be honest. I've roughly figured out what's going on between you two. There are two solutions. One is to call the police and have them come to resolve the issue. The most likely outcome is that Ms. Molina will be sent back to a mental hospital for treatment, or even convicted of unlawful detention by the local court and receive the appropriate community service punishment. And you, Mr. Dis, you'll most likely become the biggest joke on the backdrop of public body camera footage this century!"

Dis's face turned green upon hearing this.

In that case, he would be too ashamed to face anyone and would definitely be fired by the relevant departments or agencies.

He quickly said, "Then I won't report her. We can settle this privately."

Zhang Ailun nodded. "Since you're not choosing to call the police, the solution is simple: just pretend nothing happened. Ms. Molina probably doesn't have the money to compensate you, so you'll have to handle the aftermath yourself. I'll take her away from Los Angeles and find her a more suitable place to live."

A true cleanup operation.

"Can you handle her? Make sure she won't come back to bother me?" Dis rubbed his backside, expressing his skepticism.

"I can still handle some things in Los Angeles. You don't need to worry about that." Zhang Ailun turned to Molina and asked, "Do you want to go back to the mental hospital, or leave Los Angeles?"

"I have no interest in this place. I've wanted to leave for a long time," Molina said.

"Where are your family members?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"I haven't had any family for a long time," Molina said nonchalantly.

"Alright. Then I'll send you to a safe place, but you might need some treatment before that." Zhang Ailun decided to send her to the Kilimanjaro Mountains so that Dr. Jerry could help diagnose her.

"I don't want to! I'm not sick," Molina immediately refused.

"I promise I'll heal you," Zhang Ailun said. "If you don't behave, I'll beat you up!"

"..."

Molina stared straight at him and said, "If you hit me, I'll go."

Faced with her unreasonable request, Zhang Ailun didn't tolerate it. He simply raised his hand and slapped her on the buttocks, thus fulfilling her demand.

Molina let out a soft gasp.

"Ms. Molina, could you please go upstairs first? I have some private matters to discuss with Mr. Dis," Zhang Ailun said helplessly. What kind of quirk is this?

"Okay." Molina readily agreed and skipped away.

Zhang Ailun took out some documents and photos and handed them to Dis, saying, "I need the launch permit for this private satellite. I hope you can get the necessary qualifications processed as soon as possible."

"That's no problem, leave it to me. After all, you saved my life." Dis glanced at the documents and readily agreed.

There's nothing we can do if they don't agree, right? His photos are still in the hands of the Grand Master, and it seems he doesn't intend to delete them. He doesn't seem very easy to talk to.

"Mr. Jin, what made you decide to come to my house?" Dis asked curiously.

"I'm just visiting you. I heard you haven't been to work at the relevant department for three days," Zhang Ailun said.

"Shit! Yeah! I skipped work for three days!" Dis was on the verge of tears, but then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Luckily, I only work three days a week, and even then I just clock in and out. I don't need to sit in the office. Nobody there should have noticed I was gone by now."

"..." Your job must be really easy.

Zhang Ailun was speechless.

After handing over the qualification verification process to the other party and resolving the troubles here, he turned around and went upstairs to prepare to leave the apartment with Molina.

When Dee saw his apartment turned out like this, he felt like the sky had fallen.

The two disliked each other and started hurling insults at each other again.

In the end, it was the sect leader who stepped in to mediate and separate the two.

Zhang Ailun took Molina away from the apartment and got into a Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

"Sir, you're so rich!" Molina exclaimed in amazement. "I could never afford a luxury car like that in my entire life. What do you do for a living?"

"I'm just lucky. I run a small business." Zhang Ailun smiled. "If you trust me, I'll have someone take you to the Kilimanjaro Mountains in the suburbs later. That's my territory. I'll arrange for someone to do a check-up for you. Don't worry, he's a fairly reliable psychiatrist."

"I already said I'm perfectly normal. Don't treat me like a patient," Molina said, annoyed.

"Okay, that's it. Please keep it up." Zhang Ailun nodded.

She's normal under normal circumstances.