"The report from the hospital has arrived. The suspect Gan Zhe has a high likelihood of suffering from Cyberchondriasis."
"Although it hasn't been officially confirmed yet, we've all seen that viral video of him on the internet."
"The two girls mentioned, after verification, have medical records at multiple hospitals."
"They were diagnosed with a total of five sexually transmitted diseases, one of which is Cyberchondriasis."
"So you must be extremely cautious when dealing with this offender."
"Be very careful, remember that your families are waiting for you."
The Old Director called an emergency meeting regarding Gan Zhe's case and made the above remarks.
Interrogation Room
"Gan Zhe, you are suspected of illegally obtaining profits of over 15 million yuan through technological means. Do you have any objections?"
An officer said, looking through the files.
"Yes, I do object. Actually, did you know that I have a serious illness? Mental illness, you see. I've been under the delusion that there's something in my mind that gave me the money."
Gan Zhe became increasingly convinced that he suffered from an unidentified mental disorder.
"Alright, we'll report your claim to the higher-ups. Of course, we'll arrange for a doctor to examine your condition."
"Before that, however, we should proceed with sentencing you according to normal procedures."
The two interrogators exchanged glances, then slowly said.
Has an illness?
He does seem like it.
But mental illness isn't our department.
We only care if there's proof of mental illness.
If there is, then he's mentally ill.
If not, well, sorry, you're a normal person.
"Okay, okay, I'll fully cooperate with the examination."
Gan Zhe nodded eagerly, believing he would surely pass the mental illness test.
"Very well, then we shall announce your sentence."
"Firstly, for your involvement in money laundering, you will be sentenced to ten years in prison."
"Secondly, for using violence and threats to obstruct state personnel from carrying out their duties, you will be sentenced to three years in prison." (Threatening with AIDS should be about the same as threatening with a knife, right? Doubtful.png)
"Do you have any objections?"
The interrogator looked up at Gan Zhe and asked.
"No objections. But officer, may I request to take the mental illness test as soon as possible? Is that alright?"
Gan Zhe knew there was no point in arguing, and only proof of mental illness could save him.
"That's not an issue. We'll arrange personnel to conduct the mental illness test for you promptly."
The interrogator closed the file, satisfied.
This interrogation went smoothly, their task was completed quickly, so their tone became more amiable.
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[Ding, the companion system has detected sub-par performance, termination imminent. Please take immediate action.]
In a certain part of Qingjie City, Ye Bufan looked at the script.
Still trying to pretend to be mentally ill?
As if the mental illness assessment personnel are all just going through the motions?
It's not as simple as just asking a few questions; there will be scans too.
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The next day
Same location
Same offender
Different interrogators
"Mr. Gan Zhe, yesterday the BrainAxe Platform filed an appeal against you."
"Since you are unable to continue fulfilling the contract, and have caused irrevocable negative publicity on the internet, severely damaging the company's interests."
"Now they are suing you in court, demanding one million yuan in compensation for breach of contract."
The interrogator read from the materials.
"What? How could it be that much? This is unfair, I haven't even received a single cent from them!"
Gan Zhe was extremely indignant.
If he had the system, he wouldn't have cared about this measly one million yuan.
But now, where could he possibly get one million yuan from?
"Calm down, calm down. Don't worry, we'll request a lawyer for you to fight this case."
"According to the agreement, the compensation for breach cannot exceed thirty percent of the actual losses."
"Of course, the most we can help you with is reducing the compensation amount, since you did sign the contract and are in breach of it."
The interrogator patiently explained.
"Phew, alright then, but I still hope to request taking the mental illness test as soon as possible."
Gan Zhe took a deep breath before speaking.
No matter how much money, he couldn't pay it back.
It would be better to be assessed as mentally ill and get it all over with.
"Sure, we've already arranged for that."
The interrogator left.
Gan Zhe returned.
[Ding, the companion system has detected dissatisfaction with the host, compatibility has decreased by 10%, current compatibility at 20%]
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"Mr. Gan Zhe, hello, when you eat tomato and scrambled eggs, do you often worry about whether to eat the tomato or the eggs first?"
"Yes."
"Do you often lose sleep worrying about which side to put your hands when sleeping?"
"Yes."
"If someone tells a joke, do you dare not laugh?"
"I dare not to."
"If a stranger offers you delicious ham and fried rice, would you accept it?"
"I would."
"Okay, last question, can you slay gods?"
"No, I can't."
"Alright, thank you for your cooperation. We'll meet again if fate allows."
The Doctor cheerfully walked out of the interrogation room.
"Doctor, what's the situation? Is he definitely mentally ill?"
The officer at the door whispered.
The Doctor shook his head, "We can't confirm that yet, we'll have to wait for the detailed test reports. But we can basically determine that Mr. Gan Zhe does not have a mental illness since he can't even slay gods."
"Got it, thanks for your hard work, Doctor."
The officer nodded and saw the Doctor out.
[Ding, the companion system has detected dissatisfaction with the host, compatibility has decreased by 10%, current compatibility at 10%]
Since he's more or less determined to be a normal person, it'll be easier to handle.
Normal detention will suffice.
To be honest, if he was really sent to a mental institution, that would be quite troublesome.
After all, Gan Zhe is carrying no less than four communicable diseases.
Even hospitals would have difficulty dealing with that.
If there was cross-infection with mental patients, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The dazed Gan Zhe still hadn't realized the severity of the situation, still fantasizing about his future life free from these massive debts.
Once admitted to the mental institution, all he had to do was receive proper treatment.
Once discharged, his past troubles would be like clouds passing by.
No more debts, no more imprisonment.
Of course, treatment for certain diseases would be inevitable.
But it's better than his current situation.
As he thought about it, Gan Zhe started feeling itchy again.
Unfortunately, due to his previous behavior, the officers treated him differently.
Not giving him any space for activity at all.
"Officer, may I go back now?"
The unbearably itchy Gan Zhe asked hurriedly.
"Not yet, you have one more person to meet."