Time goes back to half a month ago.

Frank was thrilled when he first arrived at the mental hospital, but he didn't expect $80,000 to release him from that damn prison, and all that was left was to wait, waiting for him to hit the nobleman, who would surely descend from the sky on colorful auspicious clouds to rescue him from this sea of suffering.

The psychiatric hospital arranged a double room for him, no TV, no mobile phone, not even a radio, only a mental illness around him who nagged all day long, and the most hateful thing was not this.

Can you imagine a man sitting on a boat in the middle of the night and giggling at the dark window...... Chat, God!!

Who can stand this!

Frank has been on the battlefield and killed people, but he can't stand it in the middle of the night.

One day made him nervous and haggard, and two days made him thunderous.

There is a saying, you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore!

On the third night, Frank beat up the psychopath, and when he was beaten, he didn't shout or cry, he just looked at Frank and giggled......

Frank went crazy.

The doctor judged that Frank was more aggressive, and gave him a private room, but he still had chains on his hands and feet.

No TV, no cell phone, no radio, nothing to do, no doors, not even a single person to talk to, it's harder than a fucking prison.

After a week of suffering, Frank felt that he was really suffocating his mental illness.

Motherfucker Fake, damn Derek, damn king, where are you, save the child!

His hero didn't come to save him, he went crazy more than once, and told the doctor that he was not mentally ill, he was a liar, I want to go back to prison, I don't want to stay in this hellish place!

From kind words to yelling, from physical threats to pleading, the spirit gradually collapsed.

Doctor: "Increase the dosage, the situation is getting worse!" ”

Not only that, but he also put a restraint belt on Frank, and now he can't move at all, there is a basin under the, and there is a tube for peeing.

"Let go of me, I'm not sick, you crazy people, wahahahaha, crazy people, you are crazy people!

"Continue to increase the dosage of medicine, the patient is very aggressive!" So said the doctor.

Then, Frank didn't react to someone coming in, collapsed, destroyed, and gave up completely.

The doctor commented that "the patient has self-destructive tendencies and must control his mobility and continue to restrain his movements." ”

So much so that Wang Zhen was stunned when he saw Frank tied to the bed with a restraint belt, what was the situation?

Also, why didn't this guy react?

It's not dead, is it?

walked in, bowed his head, and confirmed that it was Frank, Wang Zhen took off his mask and whispered: "Frank, what's wrong?" ”

The call in his ears made Frank gradually come back to his senses, his pupils refocused, and the face of the colorful hero who said he was going to save him from prison appeared in front of him.

Blinking, in disbelief, he reached out to rub his eyes but found that he couldn't move.

"Wang ...... Woowoo woo ......"

The mournful voice was only half shouted, and Wang Zhen covered his mouth.

"Shhhhh Wang Zhen couldn't understand it, and was shocked.

"I ......" just one word, and Frank's tears fell.

That expression, the person who saw it was sad.

"Okay, time is tight, let's go out and talk, listen to me." Without delay, Wang Zhen untied the restraint belt, and the donkey next to him took off his white coat.

"Put it on." Wang Zhen said something, then pulled out the rope and shook it, tying up the donkey.

Turning his head, he found that Frank was still in a daze with a white coat, Wang Zhen suddenly became anxious, "Put it on, what are you in a daze, you can't be really mentally ill, right?" ”

"Ahh......h

Wang Zhen tore off the donkey's hat and mask and threw it to Frank.

"Mountbatten!" Frank looked stunned.

The donkey nodded at Frank, sat on the ground with his hands behind his back, and asked twitching at the corners of his mouth, "Are you sure you're okay?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Zhen waved his hand.

"Now you're the doctor Mandela." Wang Zhen pointed to Frank's tablet, "Let's go." ”

As he spoke, he gave Frank a gentle nudge.

Dafang walked out, and the policeman at the door just glanced at it and ignored it.

The patient is trapped in a restraint belt, what can be the problem.

The two of them enter the elevator and press the first floor, the elevator door closes, and Frank is nervous and excited, his chest constantly rising and falling.

To be honest, he hadn't been so nervous when he came out of prison.

Damn, the mental hospital is really horrible!

It's no wonder that many horror movies in the United States use psychiatric hospitals in the scenes.

Art comes from life!

I went downstairs, went to the bathroom, took off my white coat, and walked out of the hospital after changing my body.

When he got to the parking lot and pulled the car door, Frank saw the poet at a glance and trembled with excitement......

One punch and slam it up!

"I thought you had forgotten me and weren't coming!"

As he spoke, tears fell.

On one side, the vehicle drove out of the hospital, and on the other side, the donkey calculated that the appointed time had arrived, and shouted loudly, "Help, help, Fake, the patient has run away!" ”

Seeing that the police at the door were indifferent, the donkey suddenly became anxious, "Hey, that guy at the door, are you deaf, can't you hear, I'm the doctor Mandela, damn it, come in!" ”

At this shout, the policeman at the door finally felt that something was not quite right, got up, pushed the door and walked in, and saw at a glance the donkey sitting on the ground and being tied tightly, and the bed was empty.

The policeman panicked, "You...... He, I'm ......"

"Are you fucking in writing class?" The donkey scolded, "Don't worry about me, go chase people, just went out!" ”

"Oooh." The policeman reacted immediately, turned around and rushed out.

The situation was urgent, and he didn't pay any attention to whether the donkey was really a doctor or not.

It wasn't until the police ran out that the donkey pulled off the live buckle, broke the rope a few times, got up and walked out.

As he walked, the donkey sighed, "I'll just say, this guy Wang is a villain, the kind he was born with!" ”

Wang Zhen told him before that once the police came in, don't give him any time to think, scold him, and then let him chase people.

People have logic of behavior, especially grassroots civil servants and soldiers, when faced with a choice, they will subconsciously choose to obey orders.

20 minutes later, at the agreed meeting place, the donkey swayed left and right, and walked over with steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

Frank walked over and gave the donkey a big hug, with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, man, I missed you all day and night, I thought you had forgotten me!" ”

Wang Zhen laughed, "How could I forget you, just kidding, will you forget after spending $80,000?" ”

Frank thought for a moment, "No! ”

The poet and the donkey tilted their heads to look at Wang Zhen, their eyes were full of doubts, and they laughed so loudly, there must be something wrong!

"You are a wanted criminal, in fact, everyone understands what is going on, as soon as you disappear from the hospital, the police will react immediately, it will be very troublesome, so you can't be rescued so early." Wang Zhen explained solemnly: "The time is just right now, we will leave for Iraq tomorrow, and it is safer to give the police less time to respond." ”

"You can understand what I say."

Frank suddenly nodded in agreement, "I'll just say, you can't forget me, you can't imagine what it's like to pretend to be mentally ill, no wonder no one pretends to be mentally ill to avoid prison, I think I'm really mentally ill now!" ”

"Ahem, huh?" Wang Zhen lowered his head and coughed lightly, "Get in the car first, let's talk as we walk, today we are going to cross the land of Sanzhou, what we have is time for you to talk slowly." ”

The group got into the car and started, and Frank finally found an opportunity to start talking about what had happened these days, as if he wanted to finish all the words that had been held back for more than half a month at once.

"Those doctors are crazy people, you know, he asked me how you can prove that you are not mentally ill, and you say that you are not mentally ill." Frank, who was sitting in the passenger seat, waved his arms and had an exaggerated expression, "All I can say is, okay, then I'm mentally ill." ”

"Guess what that shitty doctor says."

"He said, it's because you're mentally ill that you're locked up here!" Frank's face collapsed, "I'm Fack, his whole family!" ”

Three: Hahahaha.

"What are you laughing at? Isn't it funny? ”

"No, we just thought of something happy."

In fact, the doctor knows everything, so, no matter what, Frank will be locked up there.

Talking and laughing along the way, everyone quickly became familiar with each other, and Wang Zhen found that Frank was really a very emotional person, and his body language was particularly rich.

……

Military airfield.

Wang Zhen, the donkey, and the poet, each carrying a huge backpack, were waiting in line to get on the plane, and the golden retriever came in a wheelchair to see them off.

It was also a channel for the imperial barriers, which Wang Zhen initially refused.

But after looking at the expensive plane tickets and considering the benefits of carrying 20,000 rounds of ammunition, I decisively put aside the shame of bullshit.

It's hard to make money.

As for shrapnel (Frank), Wang Zhen arranged for him to fly on a private jet.

Yesterday, Wang Zhen called Green Booker and took the time to meet and contact the relationship.

Now that he has opened a defense company, and Green Booker is a 'white glove' intermediary, the two sides will definitely cooperate in the future, and they will definitely have to contact each other.

It's a life-saving grace, how could Wang Zhen let him pay it back with hundreds of thousands of dollars.

After dinner, when they broke up, Wang Zhen offered to borrow Green's private jet, and he didn't hide anything, and talked about the shrapnel situation, and Green agreed very indifferently.

As long as it is not a few famous airports in the United States, ordinary airports, private jet inspections are very lax.

In fact, shrapnel and Wang Zhen have no problem taking the military plane, but what they want is to communicate.

Sometimes when you ask someone to help, it's not necessarily that the other party really can't do it yourself.

(End of chapter)