But Mojina has never been to the ward area since then, and has not even gotten close to the gate.

He seemed to have disappeared from this madhouse. Even if he was on a daily basis, he had never seen him again.

This crazy asylum looks big. Outside the ward area, there is also a high wall with a power grid. There seems to be only one door in and out, but there are two isolation doors in front of this door, with several doors opening and closing. Occasionally, you can see someone patrolling outside the door. Every time Gu Zheng left the ward, he couldn't help but wonder how he could get out from here.

But it is never a serious channel, but every time I think about how to escape from prison.

It is just because of the limited range of movement, facing the electric gun and the power grid, it seems that the only option is to dig a tunnel from the ward to run away.

Or, tie yourself up with a rope and fly yourself out as a kite.

It was not until the fifth day after he was completely awake that a person who seemed to have some status came in outside the isolation door that Gu Zheng's ideas changed.

He couldn't find Mojina, and faced the three remaining lunatics in the ward all day long, making him feel that he was really going crazy again.

So he wanted to give it a try, and he walked up to the man and bowed.

"gentlemen!"

The man stopped and looked at Gu Zheng in the hospital gown with kind eyes, "Hello, my friend, how do you feel today?"

"It's quite sunny." Gu Zheng tried his best to behave normally and said, "Sir, if you can, I want to apply for discharge."

Before the man could answer, the guards who were accompanying him burst into laughter.

"Gu Zheng!?" The kind middle-aged man glanced at the famous brand on Gu Zheng's chest, then took a folder handed over to it, and flipped through it, "Thallium poisoning, mental disorder..."

Gu Zheng quickly defended himself: "I'm fine, I'm in a normal state. I remember what I ate yesterday and what I pulled. I even remember what posture I used to sleep..."

"Then who do you remember you?"

"Gu Zheng!"

"What I asked is, do you remember what you are? For example, what did you do before you come in?"

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"Or, do you have any friends... relatives?"

"Mo..." Gu Zheng suddenly thought of Mojina in his mind, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly felt that he could not say it.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Zheng shook his head, "I don't remember!"

The man sighed and said helplessly: "Mr. Gu Zheng, you are a deep reaction to thallium poisoning. You have completely lost your memory of your own past. I cannot guarantee that you will be the same as a normal person in other aspects of your mentality. So, your application was rejected..."

"But..." Gu Zheng wanted to say it, but was pushed away by a guard with a rubber baton. "Ranger, the dean has something to do..."

Gu Zheng was stabbed in his chest with pain, but he had to stop his fearless struggle because the few people in front of him had already bypassed him and went to the ward area while talking.

"When did he have these reactions?"

"We didn't pay much attention, it should be these few days."

"good!"

...

They blocked the gap that Gu Zheng wanted to leave by relying on normal channels, and they didn't seem to be planning to give up.

When he returned to the ward, the prince had already returned.

His head was swollen like a pig's head, and it was wrapped in bandages.

To be honest, Gu Zheng didn't want to make things difficult for him, but the opportunity was not to be missed. When he saw the prince, Gu Zheng felt a little guilty. So he leaned over and wanted to ask about his situation. The prince heard a sound behind him and turned to see Gu Zheng. His face changed color immediately, "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Gu Zheng took out a small red flower from his pocket. He picked it secretly outside. He originally planned to put it in the room to raise his eyes, so that he would not only see white clothes, white sheets, white walls, and iron doors and windows painted with white doors and windows all day long. The doctor said that white can make people calm down, but for a normal person, this monotonous color will still make people crazy after looking at it for a long time.

It seemed that from the moment he woke up, he was full of hostility towards this ghost place. If he didn't leave for a day, his mind would become more and more restless.

Only by seeing the green and red outside would he feel better. So he put the bright little flower that he could only bring in before the prince, hoping to get his understanding or give him peace of mind.

The prince's eyes stared at the petal, and it took a long time to slowly relax his face from the tension. He pulled off a petal and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I tell you, I have an arsenal on the border!" The prince chewed the petals while talking nonsense.

"Is that?" Gu Zheng sat down and gently surrounded his broad shoulders with one hand. "Where is it? Is it in San Dieya?"

The prince laughed, "No, it's in Yadima."

Gu Zheng nodded and began to talk nonsense seriously, trying to appease the person who was injured by him: "I have also done an arms business, I sell nuclear submarines. By the way, I also have intercontinental missiles. The Birch Type 3 of Su Country was smuggled by me."

"I'm not as good as you." The prince looked very serious this time, picked another petal and put it in his mouth, saying, "I sell guns, ammunition, tanks and armored vehicles. The warships are also reversed, but many people can't afford them. It's time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it doesn't make money."

"How much does a warship cost?"

"It depends on the size. There are tens of millions of small ones, hundreds of millions of large ones, and tens of billions of billions of them. A country that is rich and rich does not care about second-hand goods, and is too poor to afford it." The prince ate the petal seriously and asked, "How much is your white birch three?"

Gu Zheng blinked, how do I know this?

"It's probably so much..." Gu Zheng stretched out his two fingers. The prince glanced at him, "Two million? Or two billion?"

"It's about 200 million." Gu Zheng was like him, very serious. The prince rolled his eyes, "I'm crazy! I'm more than the price of buying a shell? You lose money! You don't understand the market when you do arms business. I'll take you to my territory. I have a secret warehouse in the mountains east of Yadi Mai. Let me tell you, I have a good warehouse in a warehouse. Follow me and see how I sell dozens of dollars of weapons and equipment to those idiots..."

While saying that, he blinked with smugness.

Gu Zhengxin said that the prince is not crazy like this, right? Why do you feel much more awake than five days ago?

But then again, two psychopaths locked in a madhouse sit together to discuss selling arms, and have a business worth hundreds of billions and billions of dollars...

This seems to be a normal operation, right?
Chapter completed!