Me? The director of the Asylum of All Heavens!

Chapter 63 This is the Future
"Good morning, Lin Zizhi."

Nagato Kenu, who had changed into a new pair of glasses, greeted him warmly as he came in.

Lin Zizhi noticed that the bandage covering the wound on his forehead had been removed.

It looks like the injury yesterday was not serious.

"Why don't you call me Anxi?"

Lin Zizhi narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't understand why a physician attending a patient with multiple personality disorder dared to be so sure about the patient he was talking to.

"Don't be nervous. Come on, let's play a little game. I have hidden something in both of my hands. Guess which hand it is in. If you guess correctly, I will promise you something. If you guess wrong, you have to promise me something, okay?"

Nagato Kenyu smiled, pulled out a chair, sat in front of him and said.

Lin Zizhi swallowed hard. He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask him, but he didn't play by the rules at all.

Nagato Kenyu stretched out his hands and placed his fists in front of Lin Zizhi.

The winning rate is 50-50. Do you want to take a guess?
Anyway, my current situation can't get any worse.

Since I can't figure it out for the time being, I might as well play with him and gamble for a bright future.

Lin Zizhi swallowed hard.

"I guess right hand!"

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong. According to the agreement, you have to promise me one thing."

Dr. Nagato Kenu opened his empty right hand, and then opened his left hand.

In the palm of his left hand were several hard candies with fruit patterns and wrapped in colorful wrapping paper.

"Can you please apologize for knocking me out earlier? No matter which of your personalities did it, you owe me an apology."

Nagato Kenyu carefully chose his words and observed Lin Zizhi's reaction.

Lin Zizhi rolled his eyes. Asking himself to apologize for the actions of other personalities meant admitting that he and the other personalities were the same entity.

This is a communication technique used when communicating with patients with multiple personalities, by communicating with them through the entire personality system as a whole.

In this way, any and all parts of the patient's consciousness can be enabled to listen, encouraging as many relevant parts of the consciousness as possible to listen.

As a psychiatrist, he was very familiar with these techniques, but Lin Zizhi was very sure that no other personalities had ever appeared at the same time when he was in control of his body.

"Okay, I'm sorry, Dr. Nagato." Lin Zizhi said reluctantly.

"It's okay, I accept your apology. Now, you can choose a candy. Let's start today's conversation." Nagato Kenyu said gently.

He handed over the fruit candy with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other. Perhaps he wanted to compare the taste preferences of different personalities that he had recorded?
Lin Zizhi's memories now consist only of his wonderful adventure in Zaun and some memories of his time as a psychiatrist.

He understands the psychologist's little thoughts very well. Each personality of a multiple personality patient has its own unique preferences.

Letting myself choose the candy is simply to help the doctor distinguish my current dominant personality through some details.

"Peach." Lin Zizhi said casually.

He was restrained by a straitjacket, and Dr. Nagato peeled off the candy wrapper and fed the peach-flavored hard candy to Lin Zizhi.

Nagato then took out paper, pen and some psychological scales to run some tests on him and record their conversation.

The candy in his mouth replenished the sugar needed by his brain, and Lin Zizhi became more active in his thinking.

"Doctor Nagato, I know what you want to ask. To be honest with you, I actually know nothing. I don't even know how I came to Japan."

"I have always believed that I am a psychiatrist, and I still believe this fact. So forget about the psychological scale test and psychological evaluation! I also want to know what happened to me. Why don't you tell me my true identity first, and then I can see if I can recall anything important based on it. How about that?"

Nagato Kenyu thought about it seriously, took out his mobile phone, took a look at it, and quickly wrote something on a piece of paper.

After a while, he put away the stack of psychological questionnaires.

"I think what you said makes sense, so let's skip these boring steps!"

As Dr. Nagato Kenyu spoke, his old flip phone emitted a harsh electric noise. "First of all, I have to tell you one thing. We don't know your true identity. Neither the files of the Japanese National Police Agency nor the immigration files have your identity information. We have submitted an application to the Chinese Embassy for assistance in the investigation, but so far, we still haven't received any useful information." Nagato Kenyu sighed deeply.

"The first personality you recorded called itself Lin, but it disappeared right after you were admitted to the mental hospital. You said your name is Lin Zizhi, so I suspect there may be some connection between you and this personality."

Lin Zizhi was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why he became a mentally ill criminal, he still expected to obtain important information about his identity from the real world.

Although I had vaguely guessed yesterday that they didn't know their identities, I didn't expect them to say that their identity information could not be found in the police system?
Is this really the real world he originally lived in? At this moment, Lin Zizhi had some doubts about it.

"When and why was I put into a mental hospital?" Lin Zizhi couldn't help but ask.

Nagato Kenyu seemed to have been prepared for Lin Zizhi's questions. He took out a notebook and placed it in front of Lin Zizhi. The notebook was covered with news clippings cut from newspapers.

"Although your other personalities say they don't understand Japanese, I think you can read Japanese, right? Do you need me to translate for you?"

Lin Zizhi had been observing Nagato Kenyu's body language. When he said this, he had already stepped back, which showed that he was very confident that he did not need an interpreter.

If he is really unsure, he will remain leaning forward until he gets a clear answer.

"No, I don't understand Japanese. I don't know why I can speak Japanese. Maybe I learned it by listening to you guys speak it so many times? So you should translate it for me so that there will be no misunderstanding."

Lin Zizhi thought for a moment and decided to deny the fact that he could speak Japanese.

Nagato Kenyu had half of his body sitting back, his back against the chair, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

His phone once again emitted a harsh electrical noise. He was too lazy to look at the phone again. He held his forehead and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll translate it for you."

After saying that, he sat up straight, leaned forward slightly, and reached out to take back the notebook.

August 8 Sakura Morning Post:
"A fire broke out in the home of my wife Chao, the banker"

Late last night, a fire broke out in the residence of the famous elite banker, Azuma Chao. It is reported that Azuma Chao and his wife died in the fire, and his daughter was rescued and is currently receiving emergency treatment in the hospital. The fire department has quickly controlled the fire, but the residence has suffered serious damage. The cause of the accident is still under investigation, and the police said they will do their best to track down the cause of the fire.

August 8th Sakurami Daily:
Murder and arson suspect arrested

After overnight tracking and investigation, the police successfully arrested Lin, the suspect in the murder and arson case at my wife's residence on August 8. Currently, the suspect is undergoing further interrogation by the police.

August 8th Sakurami Daily:
Suspect diagnosed with mental illness

After evaluation and diagnosis by medical experts, the suspect in the murder and arson case at my wife's home who was arrested yesterday was diagnosed with mental illness. The police said that they will conduct further investigation and handling of the suspect according to relevant legal procedures.

August 8 Sakura Morning Post:
The suspect was sent to a mental hospital for treatment

Since the suspect in the murder and arson case of my wife's family was diagnosed with mental illness, he was safely transferred to a professional psychiatric hospital for treatment today. The police said they will closely monitor the suspect's treatment progress and handle the follow-up according to legal procedures.

Lin Zizhi looked confused as he listened to the contents of the newspaper. He had no idea what he had done, and he didn't even know who this banker was.

However, my wife's surname still sounds familiar. I must have heard this rare surname somewhere.

"Mr. Lin, have you remembered anything?" Nagato Kenyu asked, tapping the pen in his hand.

"No, I did all this?" Lin Zizhi still didn't quite believe it.

"Based on the current police report, you are undoubtedly the first suspect." Nagato Kenyu said bluntly.

"I'm so sorry, I really can't remember." Lin Zizhi wanted to shrug his shoulders to show that he was helpless, but this damn straitjacket made it impossible for him to even control his shoulders.

"It's okay. I didn't have high expectations anyway. By the way, do you have anything else you want to ask?" asked Nagato Kenyu.

"I want to know what year, month, day and week it is today, and where I am." Lin Zizhi said after thinking for a while.

"Today is December 2005, 12. We are at Sakurami Psychiatric Hospital in Sakurami City, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan." Nagato Kenyu replied with a smile.

Sakurami City? Isn't this a common fictional place name in Japanese anime? The corresponding one should be Yokohama City.

And it's only 2005? It's earlier than the Beijing Olympics? Have I traveled through time again?

Wait a minute! I remember!
My wife... My wife Yuno?
The relevant information in Lin Zizhi's mind suddenly connected together.

He murmured incredulously, "I've traveled through time! Is this the world of -- Future Diary?"

(End of this chapter)