"Thomas He ......"

"He's not getting better, so I didn't dare tell him you've been diagnosed with mental illness and he needs to be in a good frame of mind now. ”

Hansen said intermittently, sitting next to the bed, fresh fruit at the head of the bed, and no one else in the room at the moment, only the dim daylight shining on the ground through the white curtains.

The afternoon is always so leisurely, quiet as if it were a good time, the steel wire fence window blows in a breeze, and there is a bit of summer heat, and the figure is slowly elongated with the sunlight.

It's just that the expressions on their faces are a little more dignified, and they are not half relaxed.

"Hansen, what is his disease, maybe I can figure it out ......"

"No, don't worry about Thomas, you'd better mind your own business first, Bill, and be honest with me, have you offended people who shouldn't have been offended by opening a factory lately?"

Hanson Baker's face was full of worry, and he had a premonition when Langes and others told him that Bill was on a trip.

It's a critical time for the factory to open, and if it weren't for something big, Bill, the founder, would never have left Brittus suddenly.

And he was also suddenly diagnosed with a mental illness and had to be treated in a psychiatric hospital, Hansen always thought that Bill's personality was a bit withdrawn, but definitely not to the extent of hospitalization!

"It's not about the factory, I had a good exchange with Brittus's capital market some time ago, and in the absence of any conflict of interest, they wouldn't rush to frame me as a madman. ”

"It was a complete accident that I got here. ”

Bill picks up a banana, his body telling him that eating some fruit is an obligation to be healthy, but his eyes are fixed on the bed, as if thinking about something......

"By the way, Hansen,? TЮ?巜ζ?. ”

"What?"

Hansen looked at Bill in confusion, clearly not understanding what he was just saying.

"Bill, what's wrong with you, what are you talking about, why can't I understand at all, what Chinese language is this?"

"No, it's nothing, I'm talking nonsense. ”

“...... All right. ”

Looking at Bill strangely, Hansen no longer dwelled on the unexplained sound he had just made, took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and got up to pat Bill on the shoulder.

"Sorry Bill, I'm going to go first, the newspaper has been busy lately......"

Bill nodded, he knew that Hansen was actually very busy, especially after Thomas had been sick in bed for a long time, and the new editorial office was all centered on him.

However, Hansen did not leave directly, but looked at Bill before leaving, and stopped talking.

“...... Although I have said many words of thanks, I still want to thank you for your words and sponsorship that helped the new editor survive an unprecedented crisis. ”

"If you need anything, be sure to let me know and we'll do our best to help you!"

Grabbing Bill's shoulders excitedly, Hansen very much hoped that Bill would show weakness at this moment, as an elder who was more than a decade older, he very much wanted to help Bill through the difficult time.

But Bill smiled as indifferently as usual, and got up to put on his slippers.

"Hehe, since you want to help me so much, just write an advertorial for my products, we will have a lot of cooperation opportunities in the future, and I will rely on the new editor. ”

"You kid is really ......"

"Alright, let's go, work is important!"

Pushing Hansen out of the room, Bill doesn't forget to tell him what he's been worried about.

"When I go back, I think you should help Thomas find a babysitter to take care of him, don't ......"

"Don't let him do anything stupid!"

Hansen stood in the doorway, mouth slightly open, not sure if he was surprised by Bill's guess about Thomas, or surprised at what Bill had discovered.

Finally, he carefully put on his hat and nodded to Bill.

"Don't worry, I'll find a reliable nanny for Thomas when I go back this time, and watch his every move at all times. ”

Hansen was about to turn away, his eyes swept over Bill's face and then suddenly remembered something, and took out an unopened letter from his bosom and handed it to Bill.

"This is a letter from Mrs. Hand, saying that it is mailed to you, and the sender probably does not know that you have moved, and mails your letter to the brick building. ”

Bill took the yellow and white envelope, he didn't know where he had relatives and friends who would send the letter to the brick building, but he didn't ask any more questions, and nodded goodbye to Hansen.

"Bill, get out of here as soon as possible, and see that Thomas guy again when he has time, even if he gets a babysitter, he wants to see you even more. ”

“...... I knew that I would have to go to Thomas when I was done with the business at hand, and I would like to treat him to Oriental cuisine, and I would like to hear him talk about the past. ”

At the mention of Thomas, one of the few softness in Bill's heart showed on his face, as if the sun was shining through his pupils into his heart, and he raised a smile.

"Then good luck and goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Hansen finally left the room, his back getting smaller and smaller in the corridor of light and shadow, and the nurse waiting outside the door invited Bill back to the room and locked the door again.

Bill returned to bed with the envelope, curious about the letter, and of course it would have been better if it wasn't a demand for Williams!

Tearing open the glued envelope, the contents of the letter made Bill's pupils unconsciously widen, which was ......

"Dear Mr. Williams Cliff, your father, Mr. Aubrey Cliff, died on 13 January 1934, leaving behind a manor in Naldo, south of Mano, in the Ceylon region, with a deposit of five thousand one hundred and forty-three gold pounds. 」

"The estate consists of two sets of brick houses and furniture, 44 acres of land, a mill and a fish pond, four cows, nine sheep and a few poultry. 」

"According to the instructions of the inheritance left by Mr. Aubrey Cliff during his lifetime, you will receive the above assets, please return to Ceylon within six months to complete the transfer procedures. 」

"If you do not return to the Ceylon District within the time limit to complete the transfer of assets, the Ceylon District High Court will deal with the case of the heir's refusal to inherit the property, and the Nardor Estate will be auctioned for charity. 」

"The processing location is in the Ceylon area??? City??? Street??? The staff will handle the business from 9 a.m. to 11 a.m. and from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m., and will not handle business on public holidays. 」

"Date: January 15, 1934. 」

After looking at it twice from beginning to end, Bill pinched his face again in disbelief until he felt an unbearable pain.

"How can this be true?"

"Isn't Williams an orphan and a poor bastard, but this guy is actually a rich second generation!"

"Damn, this guy must be playing tricks on me, since his family is so rich, how can he leave so much arrears for me to repay!"

Biting the thumb knuckle hard, Bill quickly grew dissatisfied with Williams, who was a rich kid but had to leave his hometown to struggle, making him feel like an orphan.

Although there are orphans everywhere, it would be too much to deliberately pretend to be poor and make others think that they are orphans!

And then there's ......

"How could a letter sent on January 15, 1934, stand before it arrives in Brittus?"

"Damn, there are less than thirty days left before the deadline for handover, it can't be intentional by the government, so that they have a reason to take my manor unconditionally!"

Irritable in an instant, Bill already regarded this manor with more than forty acres of fields as his own, and if he wanted to take over this manor smoothly, he should get up and go to Ceylon as soon as possible.

It's a pity that he's still stuck here, and he doesn't know when he'll be able to get out of here.

Circling back and forth around the hospital bed, Bill's long-dormant heart began to stir, no matter what he wanted to do, he had to leave this inexplicable madhouse, this was the premise of everything!

"Damn, I don't know if I'm going to go to Stationmaster Hoover with this inheritance and he'll let me get out of the asylum. ”

"No, no, in that case, I will still be judged by this society to be a mentally ill person, and if my condition is exposed by the media, the reputation of the factory will be seriously affected!"

The pace was getting faster and faster, scratching his head frantically and thinking about what to do next, he had two more heads, because this head was already hurting and about to explode!

The female nurse saw through the ground glass that the figure in the ward was swaying from side to side, but he had not yet done self-harm, and the female nurse was used to the crazy state.

Bill was still walking back and forth, and he never thought it would be like this, but it wasn't easy to get more out of it and get everything done perfectly.

And he hasn't been able to find the rat that caused him to fall into the mine in the mine......

"What the hell should I do?"

"How on earth do I prove to everyone that I don't have any mental illness at all?"

“......”

Finally thinking about the crux of all the problems, Bill began to think about it seriously, and he completely reversed the morning's plan, and if he did not solve the problem at all, it would be useless to flee anywhere.

Because he is not completely independent of society, whether it is the opening of a factory or the cooperation with the research institute, these must be established when the society recognizes him as a normal person in order to proceed smoothly.

Even his house is at the foot of the mountain of the mental hospital!

In that case, the only thing left is ......

"Make one last judgment with Station Master Hoover, if he still thinks I'm mentally ill and needs to be treated in lockdown here, then ......"

"I can only try to make him the one who is not trusted by society. ”

"Hey, what the hell am I supposed to do?"

Brain glycogen is rapidly depleted, and Bill takes out a yellow, orange and orange banana from the fruit basket brought by Hansen, and hides the inheritance notice in his shoe.

His mind was now full of how to communicate with Stationmaster Hoover and how to create opportunities to communicate with him, and as for this father who appeared out of nowhere, Bill had no energy to think about it.

He's just a must-have for the manor that fell from the sky.

All Normans know what it means to own a manor in Ceylon, and not least because Ceylon is the safest and most secure part of Norman.

With a pleasant climate and a laid-back pace of life full of sunshine, Ceylon is the Norman world compared to Brittus, which has a strategic location!

Even Bill, a half-known Norman, knew Ceylon so well that he could say that mantra at every turn, whether it was in the newspapers or on the subject of small talk.

"After I retire, I want to buy a manor house in Ceylon, even if it's just one acre!"

However, land in Ceylon is not something that ordinary people can afford, if an acre of barren land in other parts of Norman costs only 600 gold pounds, an acre of land in Ceylon can be sold for at least 1,600 gold pounds!

Not to mention the two houses and the cattle, sheep and fish ponds, the 44 acres of land alone are worth more than 70,400 gold pounds, and the actual transaction price may be much more than that.

The number of hectares of land in Ceylon is limited, so the land market is always more in demand than for sale.

Because the government strictly forbade farmers to cut down wood and cultivate land without permission, the extremely beautiful natural landscape of the Ceylon region was broken, and this was the back garden of high-ranking officials and nobles!

As long as he gets this wealth, Bill's career in Brittus will no longer have any worries, and his pretended rich kid will become a reality, and he will be completely integrated into the upper circle of the capitalist society.

This was the only thing he dared to think about before he crossed over!

If Williams weren't a wizard and his social connections weren't so complicated, Bill would have taken the path of business step by step, putting his forward-looking vision on investment and new technology development to build his own business empire!

But when mysteries emerge one after another, and assassination and murder conspiracies surround him, Bill has no choice but to try to find a way out of the situation......

As the various options alternated between appearing and being denied, Bill finally sat back on the bed, still thinking about how to get Stationmaster Hoover to judge that he was not a patient.

Or how to discredit Webmaster Hoover.

"I still don't know much about this mental hospital, so I still have to start with those people, and ask the nurse when I can see the station manager. ”

"It's so boring here, I need newspapers, I don't know when Willis and Esther will come to see me, I need gold pounds to get something out of the nurse's mouth. ”

"And ......"

Click-

The closed iron door opened again, interrupting Bill's train of thought, and the tall female nurse walked in and smiled at Bill, welcoming a man into the room.

"Mr. Cliff, another friend has come to visit you, and you have so many friends. ”

"Let's talk, but be careful about the time to visit the patient, there is still half an hour before the end of the visit. ”

The man who walked into the ward nodded expressionlessly and walked straight to Bill's bed, and the female nurse took the initiative to exit the ward and close the door, creating alone time for the people in the room.

Bill looked at the visitor with some surprise, he had imagined who would come here to visit him, even Mrs. Hand, who had taken care of Williams in the brick building, was on the list of visitors, but he did not guess that he would come.

But since he took the initiative to appear in front of him, that is to say......

This idiot, he finally figured it out.