But if he really travels, then he has to face the next problem - how can he return to his own world?

Of course, in addition to all these doubts and assumptions, there is the worst, but also plausible, conjecture. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info - Here's the real ...... Reality.

As for this hypothesis, Luo Hanya just smiled and didn't think about it deeply, because he didn't want to, or didn't want to think about this situation.

For whatever is true and what is false, everything in his mind—knowledge, feelings, or worldview—is real, and it has been acquired over that period of more than ten years, and it can be verified anytime and anywhere.

All of this can prove that, at least at the level of consciousness, he is "Luo Hanya", not the "Mr. Luo" who has been locked up in a mental hospital for many years.

Although he didn't know what the world was like, it seemed to be a highly technologically advanced world, and the traditional food and medicine were still no longer used in the mental hospital, and instead there were two liquids - nutrient solution and antibiotics.

And according to the nurse, a nutrient solution can last for a day, and the nutrients will be broken down in his body little by little, and antibiotics can ensure that a person's resistance can maintain a high level within a month. These things, which can only be seen in science fiction movies, have become ordinary objects used by the mentally ill here, and it is foreseeable that there will definitely be more high-tech products in this world.

But there is a way for him to get the story of this "Mr. Luo", or about the world...... If he wanted to get it, this journal was the starting point......

…………

Luo Hanya sat cross-legged, held the diary in front of him, looked at it for a long time, and finally made up his mind to open it.

Three hours passed in a blink of an eye, and Luo Hanya sat on the bed sweating profusely, his eyes confused. The diary fell messily on the bed, and seemed to have been frantically flipped for a long time, and the paper was rustling, revealing the edge of the last page.

For some reason, the corner that appeared on the last page was red, maybe bloodstained?

After another hour, Luo Hanya finally moved, he flipped through the diary a few times, and finally threw it into the corner. His chest rose and fell violently, and his originally sunny face became extremely gloomy, and he didn't know what was written in the diary that made him so out of shape and so angry.

"Is this true or false? Also, did the policeman tell me that it had something to do with it? No! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! This must be all fake! ”

Luo Hanya held his head and fell to the ground in the posture of a strong man, like a dead man, his eyes closed and motionless.

…………

The sudden ringing of "Didi, Didi......" pierced the calm in the ward.

Luo Hanya suddenly moved, his whole body convulsed, foaming at the mouth, as if he had committed a sheep's epilepsy, he rolled on the ground in pain, his ten fingers pressed his head, his green tendons burst out, trying to suppress something, as if there was something in his head that was about to break out of his skull.

I don't know if it was the will of heaven or the will of man, Luo Hanya actually got a little closer to the diary that he smashed into the corner of the wall in the rolling......

"Are you still listening to me?"

Suddenly, a strange but familiar voice came into his ears.

"What?" This sudden change made Luo Hanya stunned, and instinctively responded to these two words.

The next second, he was surprised to find ...... I was already sitting in a strange room.

The room appears to be spacious and bright, with outward-facing windows, except for electronic devices inside and out, which seem to be similar to the effects of anti-theft nets in the past.

At this time, Luo Hanya was already sitting on a soft chair, and there was a desk in front of him, sitting across the table from him...... She is a middle-aged woman in a white lab coat and black-rimmed glasses.

"I asked you ...... just now" After hearing Luo Hanya's response, the middle-aged woman showed a slightly surprised expression, "How do you feel about your mental and physical condition recently?" Why did I have a sudden illness not long ago? ”

"You are ......," Luo Hanya replied, "...... Are you the doctor in charge of me? ”

He responded, but his heart could no longer be calm, and he said secretly: "What the hell is going on? Why am I here? I was clearly still in the hospital room just now...... Is it memory loss? But why did I have memory loss when I first came here? Could it be that everything in that journal is true? ”

Luo Hanya swallowed, and he remembered the second page of his diary - "On May 15, 2172, the weather was a rare sunny day, but I fell into a haze. Obviously, I am schizophrenic, how many independent personalities have been split? Five? Ten? Or have I already broken the world record for schizophrenia? Anyway, I didn't get a blessing because of this thing, but because of this, my mental assessment showed abnormality, so I came here......"

"Alas......" After a second, the woman across the table sighed, interrupting Luo Hanya's thoughts, "Yes, I'm Dr. Li, your attending doctor, don't you remember me?" You're acting strangely this time, it's completely different from what you've shown before. ”

"Sorry, I think...... I don't remember, including before and you...... I don't even remember. Luo Hanya spread his hands and replied regretfully, "But from now on, I will remember, remember every word you said." ”

"I believe you, you're a guy who listens to other people's opinions, as long as those opinions help you get out of this hellish place." Dr. Lee shook his head, paused for two seconds, and then said, "So...... What do you remember now? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I forgot everything." Luo Hanya's expression was solemn and asked, "I have a lot of things I want to ask you. ”

"What's the matter?" Dr. Li frowned and replied softly.

"My name, age, date of admission, medical condition...... In short, as long as it's about me, the more the better, and the more detailed the better. Luo Hanya quickly replied, he didn't fully believe in the contents of the diary, he still maintained a fairly strong vigilance, he wanted to compare the two to determine which was true.

Dr. Li looked Luo Hanya up and down as if she were seeing him for the first time, and suddenly said, "You look like a psychopath!" (To be continued.) )