Hearing Lu Ban's question, the patient raised his head and glanced at him, but lowered his head again without any interest, burying his head in the laptop between his legs. He did not type on the keyboard, but slid his fingers on the touchpad, as if browsing the web.

"What's so good? Let me see."

Lu Ban came up behind him and peeked into what was on his computer screen.

Red and green, it looks like the interface of financial investment software, I don’t know if it’s stocks or something else.

"You're still trading stocks in the hospital?"

Lu Ban couldn't help but ask.

The patient did not respond and just focused on browsing the stocks.

"Why is this person not responding? Has he undergone surgery to remove his frontal lobe?"

Lu Ban sought advice from Bao Bao.

"Let me take a look."

Leopard said, placing his hand on the man's head.

Before the patient could react, his head split open like a blooming petal.

The pink, grooved brain is like a wriggling caterpillar, gradually blooming into a charming big mouth that makes people want to bury their heads in it the next moment.

Anyone who has eaten pig brain should understand that the brain is soft, like a piece of tofu, as if it would break if gently kneaded, but it maintains its shape and just droops.

Without any disgust, Baobao used her white fingers to probe into the blooming brain, and searched for a while as if she was looking for a makeup mirror in her bag before withdrawing her hand.

Lu Ban saw a translucent crystal in the palm of the girl's hand.

The crystal was crushed, countless dust flew up, and some images and sounds appeared in the air, quickly turning into knowledge and flowing into Lu Ban's brain.

"...Hey, friend, I think the stock I told you about before can be bought in the near future. I will probably increase my position myself. Don't blame me for not telling you in advance..."

"…What's the point of you looking for me at this time? I'm also stuck in it. I've lost more money than you. It's okay. This should just be a technical adjustment. It will rise after this period of time…"

"...So that's why you can't make money. You're the type who chases rising stocks and sells them when they fall. It's true that the stock has plummeted. Isn't this a good time to buy..."

"...Haha, investing is risky. Since you have chosen a high-yield project, you must bear the corresponding risks..."

It seems that this is a stock broker who is not only well-known in the industry, but also makes videos to guide investors.

In the first few times, he did accurately predict the rise and fall of some stocks, making investors believe that his vision was correct, and even occasional mistakes were understandable.

After all, a group of Nobel Prize winners in economics who invested in the stock market would lose all their money. So how can we expect a stockbroker to be able to take care of everything and control economic laws that may not exist?

However, the stockbroker soon showed his fangs. He forged a non-existent stock that was about to be listed. Through a series of frauds and operations, he made wealthy clients believe that this stock had great potential. It even triggered a buying frenzy and caused his phone to ring non-stop.

And the smartest thing is that this stockbroker cashed in the profits of the first batch of people who bought the stocks. After seeing those people get doubled profits, those investors who were still on the sidelines and were skeptical could no longer hold back and finally invested all their money in an attempt to gain more benefits.

Then, the clever stockbroker donated the money and ran away, leaving behind a mess and a group of people disheveled in the wind.

In fact, if his lover hadn’t quarreled with him and exposed his location, the police might not have been able to catch the scammer.

As a result, because he had a lot of money, the lawyer hired by the stockbroker defended him in court, saying that the stockbroker was a delusional patient and he often had hallucinations in his work. He fantasized about which stocks would rise and which stocks would fall, and then talked nonsense in front of the public. Some of his comments were accurate and some were not, but everyone believed him.

In fact, those investors are investing following a lunatic.

Finally, this "neurotic" stockbroker fantasized about a stock and advertised it for everyone to buy. As his symptoms eased, he discovered this and used his own money to cash out part of the investors' profits. But soon, the poor patient's symptoms worsened again, so he was at a loss and donated money and ran away. How sad and lamentable.

I didn’t expect the judge to accept such a ridiculous defense.

In North America, this kind of case is actually quite complicated. Since the stockbroker has enough money, he can hire lawyers to delay the case in various ways and provide new evidence. There is no problem with a lawsuit lasting for several years. During this period, he can even continue to cheat and live happily.

What the patient didn't expect was that although the judge accepted his mental illness, he did not release him directly, but sent him to Arkham Asylum for treatment.

At this moment, the patient is continuing to operate the market on the computer, paying attention to the trends, and waiting for an opportunity to make another move.

After understanding this knowledge, Lu Ban did not evaluate whether the judge's judgment was just. From a simple moral point of view, this guy who pretended to be crazy should indeed be punished, and the money he defrauded should be returned to the victims, but in this country, the law protected him in this way, and this is the reality.

"It seems that this place is indeed a paradise for all kinds of criminals. They can cheat so much money and still play computer games here."

Lu Ban commented.

Only then did he notice the gazes of the patients around him.

Those "mental patients" were stunned when they saw the patient's head explode with just one slap from Baobao. They didn't know whether this was some special effects show or if there was really something wrong with their brains because they had stayed in the mental hospital for too long.

"We already know his condition and can get him back to normal."

Lu Ban said to Bao Bao beside him.

But this innocent and beautiful girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

"Restored to the original state?"

Baobao looked at Lu Ban with innocent eyes.

"What does reinstatement mean?"

"That is, um, so you really dug open his head and took out his memory?"

Lu Ban couldn't help but ask.

At first, he thought that Leopard was using the power of the Old Ones to look through the memories and past of other people, just like he used [Last Will] to look through the memories and experiences of other people.

Unexpectedly, what was crushed just now was not the crystallization of memory, but this guy's soul?

Things seem to be getting serious.

Lu Ban couldn't help but think when he saw those mentally ill people who were becoming more and more confused.