Me? The director of the Asylum of All Heavens!

Chapter 70 Survival from desperate situation
In the corridor outside the door, Nagato Kenyu was flipping through his diary impatiently.

"It's been four minutes, why hasn't he come out yet? Doesn't the diary say that he will come out on time in five minutes? Is it because I limited the time in advance that the future was changed?" Nagato Kenyu frowned slightly.

Suddenly, the flip phone in his hand made a sharp electrical noise.

Nagato Kenyu frantically checked the changed contents in the diary.

【18:34】

[…I’m Lin Zizhi, who are you? What are you going to do? This is my body! I’m going to strangle you to death! If you die, no one will be able to snatch control of my body from me!]

"What? Isn't that psychiatrist a very rational person? How could he do such a thing!" Nagato Kenyu panicked. He put away his cell phone and slammed the door open.

However, the scene in the reception room was not the cruel scene that Nagato Kenyu had imagined, of a man strangling himself.

At this time, Lin Zizhi was writing in his diary while pinching his arm fiercely.

His right arm was bruised and blue from being pinched, but it was obvious that there was no danger to his life and it could not even be considered self-harm.

"Doctor Nagato? Is it five minutes yet?" Lin Zizhi raised his head and asked in confusion when he heard the voice at the door.

"What are you doing?" Nagato Kenyu couldn't understand what he was doing, and closed the door behind him with a frown.

"I feel like there's another personality living in my hand! He tried to stop me when I was writing in my diary, and he even scribbled on my diary." Lin Zizhi said helplessly, pinching his left hand and then his right hand, until both arms were red.

Nagato Kenyu walked over quickly and checked the contents of the diary. There was indeed something drawn on it. It looked like someone had leaned a chair against the door as a simple prank that would cause the chair to fall down when the door was opened.

"This may have nothing to do with multiple personality and is more like alien hand syndrome." Nagato Kenyu observed the symptoms of Lin Zizhi's hands fighting each other and analyzed calmly.

"Well, I thought that one of my personalities was trying to steal my body!" Lin Zizhi said and loosened his right hand, but he immediately raised his right hand and slapped himself.

He took the opportunity to turn his head, with his back to Nagato Kenyu, and an irrepressible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

All of this, including the impromptu performance of alien hand syndrome, was Lin Zizhi's experiment. He determined two things through the experiment.

The first thing is that Nagato Kenu can indeed predict the contents of his diary, but what he predicts is the content of his own subjective diary records, so he can be misled by others.

Just like just now, Lin Zizhi deliberately wrote words like "I'll strangle you" and "You're dead" in his diary, successfully misleading Nagato Kenyu and making him think that he was trying to kill another personality.

In order to stop himself from committing self-harm and suicide, Nagato Kenu rushed in less than five minutes later.

The second thing is that Nagato Kenyu's future diary cannot predict the contents of the pictures. If he could see the stick figure he drew, he would definitely be on guard when he opened the door to see if there was a chair leaning against the door as a prank.

"It seems that the Future Diary is not omnipotent." Lin Zizhi pretended to soothe his restless hands, gently stroking the back of his other hand with one hand.

"The next thing to do is to think carefully about how to use the diary to contact other personalities with special skills. For example, Ah Xing who can open locks." Lin Zizhi thought silently.

At this time, Nagato Kenyu confirmed that Lin Zizhi was fine, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the diary and said, "Five minutes have passed, you should go back and rest.

Lin Zizhi's uncontrollable right hand seemed reluctant to let go of the diary. He stretched it out with all his strength, but was pulled back by another hand. Finally, Lin Zizhi asked with a little entanglement:
"Dr. Nagato, I don't need to wear a straitjacket anymore. Can you leave this diary with me so I can write in it anytime and anywhere?"

Nagato Kenyu thought about it for a moment.

"It depends on your recent performance, but I will consider it." He turned and left. Then Nurse Natsume Momoko guided Lin Zizhi back to his ward.

On the way back to the ward, Lin Zizhi's rationality was rapidly fading. He seemed to hear the devil's low moan, and it seemed as if the other personalities remaining in his mind were arguing with each other.

He found that his consciousness and cognition would become blurred when he left the scope of the diary. This should have nothing to do with drugs, but should be due to some unknown supernatural power.

Soon they returned to the ward. Now Lin Zizhi no longer had to be locked up in the solitary confinement room. He had a ward of his own.

Lin Zizhi returned to the ward, and before he had time to observe the layout of the ward, he ran to the special bathroom in the ward with a dizzy head and started to retch.

He lost consciousness again, and a second before he did, he was even worried that he might lose his balance and fall into the toilet.

……

August 2th 4:08
Sakurami City Vegetable Market
Miyashiro Aling came early to buy groceries for the dean of Shangxia Xiachuang.

"A Ling, are you here to buy vegetables for the dean again?" The vegetable vendor at the stall was very familiar with A Ling and greeted her casually.

"Well, it's the same as always, a pound of potatoes, a pound..." Miyashiro Aling was chatting with the vendor, but she was thinking about other things.

"That's strange. Sister Yuno hasn't come to the welfare home for a long time. She doesn't answer my calls or messages. Is there something wrong? Should I ask the director to invite her to dinner again this weekend?" Miyashiro Aling thought and bought more involuntarily.

"Okay, we bought too many dishes. I should ask Yuno-sister if she wants to come and have dinner with us later!" Miyashiro Aling thought to herself and called Agatsuma Yuno.

……

In a small town near Sakurami City

This hot spring street has many hotels and inns, as well as many abandoned hotels that are no longer in business.

At this moment, in an abandoned hotel where my wife lives, the ringing sound of a cell phone echoes in the empty ventilation duct.

Following the ventilation duct, I found the source of the ringing sound. It was a dim monitoring room with a faint light from the monitor screen.

Yuno Agatsuma's cell phone was placed in front of the surveillance camera.

The cell phone was still ringing, and the weak Agatsuma Yuno slowly opened her empty eyes.

At this time, her hands were handcuffed to a rusty water pipe. She could move horizontally a certain distance, but she could never reach the mobile phone on the monitoring table.

She stretched her legs as far as she could, trying to reach the phone on the monitoring table with her feet, but because she was weak, she could only hold on for a while before she was exhausted and panting.

The cell phone stopped ringing and Yuno Agatsuma fell into the darkness of despair again.

The repeated attempts had exhausted her strength, her stomach began to growl, and Gasai Yuno numbly moved to the end of the water pipe.

There were ten dog bowls on the ground, which should have been filled with food and water, but now they were all empty.

Agatsuma Yuno licked the little liquid in the dog bowl that once contained water, and her eyes gradually became filled with desperate murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)