Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall.

Chapter 219: Tom went to the mental hospital, just like going home

"call--!"

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Tang Mu had just stepped into the gate of Chongguang Mental Hospital when a gust of wind swept over, blowing the leaves on the ground high.

Originally, Tang Mu wanted to go to Chongguang Mental Hospital to find Li Ang as soon as possible.

As a result, I accidentally fell asleep while testing the comfort of the sleeper berth on the time train.

I fell asleep and it reached this point.

But it doesn’t matter.

It's just a few hours late, it shouldn't be a big problem.

And Tang Mu also felt that coming here at night would create a better atmosphere.

"Oh my god! I've already told you that Li Bai is a swordsman. Why are you always arguing with me about what kind of poet he is? I don't even know if he is a poet or not!"

"Here, give me fifty dollars and I'll tell you how I taught him to write poetry."

As soon as Tom entered the mental hospital, he saw a man with a Mediterranean hairpin hooked around another man's neck and dragging him into the yard.

"In addition to his love for art, Van Gogh was equally passionate about religion. He would rather starve than share his little money with everyone."

"Einstein's theory of relativity has influenced many successful scientific theories in later generations. For example, f is equal to ma, which is wrong!"

"Lucas just called me and asked me how Star Wars was going to be made."

"Hey! Why are you filming Star Wars? Does Marvel know about it? I told him to buy Marvel comics and then make a comic-based movie."

"First we'll make Iron Man, then the Hulk, and we have to buy the rights to Spider-Man as well. After we've made a few more movies, we'll make The Avengers, which will surely be a global hit and dominate for more than a decade!"

"But he didn't listen! They also said I was crazy. I really don't know who is crazy. They don't even want to use my good ideas."

Tang Mu was walking in the corridor of the mental hospital, looking at the people passing by on both sides from time to time, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Wow, this is really a place where crouching tigers, hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere.

There is really a lot of talent here!

"I'm not sick! I'm not mentally ill! I have yin-yang eyes! I can really see things that you can't see."

Tang Mu had just turned a corner when he saw two nurses carrying a patient passing by him.

"Stop talking nonsense. Everyone who comes here says they are not sick."

One of the nurses grabbed the mentally ill man's arm and pulled him forward.

Unexpectedly, when the psychopath passed by Tom, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Tom, shouting, "Hey! That cat! That cat is not actually a cat! It is a human! It is a human!"

After listening to the mental patient's words, the two nurses turned their heads and looked at Tang Mu.

All the hair on Tang Mu's body stood up, and his leisurely pace froze. He turned his head and looked at them with a stiff body.

"call--!"

Another strong wind blew in from the yard.

The leaves around rustled.

After a few seconds, one of the nurses curled his lips and said, "I said he was crazy. What a fool! How can you point at a cat and say it's a human?"

After saying this, he ignored the man's struggle and dragged him away.

"Really? I'm telling the truth! Please believe me! Please believe me!"

The man screamed miserably, but he couldn't stop himself and was dragged farther and farther away.

"Da Vinci, today's research ends here. Thank you very much for your cooperation."

Tang Mu was still a little frightened. The hair on his body had just stood up and hadn't even settled down yet, when another group of people walked out from the corner of the corridor.

These people were all wearing white coats.

At first glance, they all seem to be in the same group.

But if you look more closely, you can see that one of them is wearing a white coat that looks a bit yellow and old. He is also wearing a white vest and shorts underneath, and he is even wearing a pair of flip-flops.

Tang Mu knew this man and had met him several times before.

It was none other than Da Vinci, the chief scientist of District 13.

"Please call me Vincy."

Da Vinci said, shook hands with one of them, and said with a smile: "Dean, I am also very happy to cooperate with you this time. This research went very smoothly. I will come again next time."

"Okay, okay, welcome back."

The dean also smiled happily, and even put his other hand on the back of Da Vinci's hand and touched it.

"Ah, it's already so late. I have to go back to District 13. My assistant must be waiting anxiously."

Da Vinci looked at the night scene outside and spoke with some emotion.

Just as Da Vinci said, a young man ran in and said to Da Vinci, "Teacher, we have to go back quickly. It's very late."

"Okay, I know."

Da Vinci said this and walked forward with the assistant.

"Teacher, how is this research collaboration going?"

"Well, I've been studied a lot, and the results are pretty good."

"Ah? Teacher, it turns out that you are the one being studied?"

Da Vinci was about to answer his assistant's question when he suddenly saw Tom standing next to him. He was a little surprised: "Hey! Tom! The cat from Jackie Chan's house, why are you here?"

As he spoke, Da Vinci seemed to have figured out the answer to the question and laughed again: "Yes, in the words of those people, those who are not normal have to come here. You are also quite abnormal, so coming here makes you very normal."

"I hope you have fun. The food here is pretty good. There are also group games on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. You should like it."

Tang Mu rolled his eyes speechlessly.

You are abnormal! Your whole family is abnormal!

Thinking of this, Tang Mu's brain suddenly twitched.

No, it seems that what Da Vinci said was right.

It is indeed not normal, and Da Vinci himself is not normal either.

Everyone is abnormal.

hiss--!

After all this time, I found out that I was the one with the mental illness!

No wonder the cat feels so energetic since coming to the mental hospital.

Da Vinci has gone far away.

When the dean saw Da Vinci talking to a cat, he also squatted down in front of Tom.

He flipped up Tang Mu's eyelids, pried open his mouth, and looked at the coating on his tongue.

He picked up Tang Mu's feet and looked at them, pressed the flesh on the palm of his hand, and even took Tang Mu's pulse.

Finally nodding, the dean stood up and said to the other doctors behind him, "This cat is a perfect match for our Chongguang Mental Hospital. From now on, this cat will be our town cat. It can go wherever it wants. Don't stop it."

"Okay, Dean."

The doctors nodded heavily.

"Ok!"

The dean nodded with satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, hummed a song, and slowly walked away.

The other doctors behind him rushed forward.

They took out a tape measure and measured Tom's body.

After a short while, they made a temporary alteration for Tang Mu, making him a hospital gown from Chongguang Psychiatric Hospital, and put it on him without hesitation.

Wearing a white hospital gown, Tang Mu's mouth opened involuntarily.

My head is a little confused.

"Welcome to join our big family."

One of the doctors took out a stick and stuffed it into Tom's open mouth, then closed Tom's mouth. He warned: "You can go anywhere in the hospital, but it's best not to go to the innermost room on the bottom floor."

"The guy imprisoned there was a guy sent from the Shanghai Abnormal Human Research Center some time ago. He's very dangerous, and none of us like to play with him."

"I heard that he used to be a killer, his name was Fire Cloud Evil God."

"Because he was mentally ill, he didn't go to jail for killing someone."

After the doctor gave Tang Mu some instructions, the group of people left again.

Tang Mu was wearing a hospital gown, holding a stick in his mouth. He turned his head and watched the group of people leave, with some complicated thoughts in his mind.

Now, it finally understands the psychological activities of its former enemies.

It turns out that a normal person will feel so powerless after meeting an abnormal person.

But it really feels like home here.

At least Tom felt that he was quite integrated in this mental hospital.

Since everyone is abnormal, I won’t pretend to be abnormal.

Tang Mu thought about it and stood up.

He took an apple from the patient's fruit basket nearby.

He broke the stick in his mouth into pieces in a few bites, spit out the stick, and started eating the apple again.

He strode directly to the message room and started the printer inside.

As the printer started to work, Tang Mu printed out a missing person notice for Li Ang.

With the missing person notice in his claws, Tang Mu went straight to a security guard who had his arms folded across his chest, his back straight, and his eyes wide open, and showed him the missing person notice.

The missing person notice was almost posted in front of that person.

But the security guard still had his eyes wide open and didn't react at all.

"Ok?"

Tom was a little surprised.

He took back the missing person notice and looked at it himself, then stared at the security guard and waved his paw in front of him, but the security guard still did not react.

"Drop! Fell asleep!"

Tang Mu waved his hand unhappily.

Then he ran to find other people.

Finally, I got news about Li Ang from an old man.

"Li Ang, he's gone. It's been almost seven days. A girl came to look for him, and they went out together. I suspect that girl is Li Ang's mother."

"Li Ang must have a mother, otherwise there would be no Li Ang. Li Ang didn't just pop out of a rock."

The old man began to chatter endlessly, but Tang Mu ignored him.

After getting the information he wanted, Tang Mu turned around and ran.

Good guy!

I thought I had plenty of time.

I didn't expect time to be so tight.

Tang Mu still has fresh memories of the movie "The Dead".

From the name of the Night of Return of the Soul, it can be seen how important the key number of seven days is here.

In Chinese funeral customs, it is believed that the soul of the deceased will return home on the seventh day after death.

Therefore, family members should prepare a meal for the deceased before the soul returns, and then avoid the deceased.

If the soul of the deceased is allowed to see his family members, it will be worried about them, which will affect the deceased's reincarnation.