Such a situation makes this already serious problem feel even more contradictory and ignored.
Although Sano has never suffered from mental illness, nor has he undergone any examination or treatment, according to what he knows, except for a few cases caused by physiological reasons, most of this disease cannot be treated in a real practical sense. can be determined.
A test form, some boring questions, as long as you control your choices carefully, you can decide by yourself whether you are sick or not.
Of course, there is also the subjective judgment factor of the doctor.
Of course, when people live in the world, they will inevitably encounter some unpleasant things. If you encounter such things too often, it is normal for them to have a psychological impact.
As someone said, who is not mentally ill now?
It’s just that some people are mildly ill and won’t have much impact, while some people are seriously ill and even begin to show physical symptoms.
Especially modern people are different from previous generations.
Modern science and technology is developing rapidly, and per capita living standards have improved. Very few people…at least in a few big countries, as long as they are not too lazy to get maggots, there are very few people who do not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes.
As the saying goes, when you are full and warm, you think about lust.
In Sano’s opinion, this “kinky” doesn’t mean that, but spiritual needs.
People have more time to think, and teenagers are prone to youth syndrome, trying to find the meaning of life.
If you think too much, won’t it be easy to worry about gains and losses?
So when Kyousuke Futo gave Sano a “moderate depression” result on the test form, it could be said to be both unexpected and reasonable.
…Although to this extent, it is still a bit beyond imagination.
Sano looked at the result with some depression.
In order to prevent it from looking too fake and avoid unnecessary trouble, Sano did not deliberately control his choices. In addition, he himself is a bit biased towards realism and pessimism, so it is inevitable that the result will not be good.
But Sano didn’t think there was any big problem with the answers he filled in, so why was he moderately depressed?
Could this guy be a shady doctor who wants to trick himself into continuing treatment to improve his performance?
Sano looked at Futo Kyosuke suspiciously.
If Sano remembers correctly, psychological treatment costs a lot of money, so this guess is not completely impossible.
But what was unexpected again was that after reading the watch, Kyosuke Futo actually said, “Well, the situation is stable and he is recovering well.”
It doesn’t feel like a deliberate exaggeration for performance.
…So it’s really something wrong with me?
Sano looked at other people’s forms with a little self-doubt – perhaps out of curiosity, the medical team present also followed him and made a test form.
If the results of these people are the same, then maybe it is to this extent and not as serious as one thinks.
However, after looking around this time, except for Haihara Ai, whose results showed mild depression, everyone else’s results turned out to be normal.
Sano: “…”
This is so fucking outrageous!
Sano looked at the answers to other people’s questions in detail without belief. He wanted to see where the problem lay.
Then on the first question, the difference has already come out.
Question 1: Have you ever had thoughts of committing suicide?
Sano replied: Yes.
Haiyuan Ai replied: Yes.
The remaining four people answered: None.
“How the hell is this possible!?”
Sano looked at the other four people in disbelief: “Life is so full of disasters, have you really never thought that you don’t want to live? Could it be that you have actually thought about it and are now deliberately pretending not to?”
“How can this be.”
Suzuki Sonoko said with a serious face: “How wonderful it is to live. Who would want to die if they have nothing to do? I haven’t even been able to fall in love yet!”
… Then it will probably be difficult for you to die in this life.
Conan on the side turned his head and asked Sano: “Brother Sano, do you think it’s strange for a person to never think about death?”
“This is not nonsense.”
Sano still suspected that these people were cheating: “It’s like if you encounter something in daily life, something particularly uncomfortable and wronged, you will always think about it and don’t want to live anymore, right?”
“No.”
Several people’s heads shook like rattles.
This shouldn’t be the case.
Sano frowned, and Futo Kyosuke, who was sitting opposite, immediately smiled and said, “This is normal, because people often like to think from other people’s perspective when considering other people’s thoughts. If you are pessimistic, you will naturally think that everyone else is pessimistic. , so when you know that others have never thought of committing suicide, you will be very surprised.”
“In addition, statistics show that the number of people in our country who have thought of committing suicide this year only accounts for less than 10% of the total population. Although this data is not comprehensive, the base number exceeds seven digits, which is still very high. Persuasive.”
Only ten percent? ? ?
Isn’t it said that Neon is the most stressful place in the world? How could this be?
After Sano stayed for a while, he suddenly woke up and he probably understood what was going on.
This is not the real world. In order to convey positive energy and values, isn’t it normal for people to have a slightly more positive mentality? If we put it aside for a lifetime, it will definitely not be like this.
That’s right, this is not your fault, but the fault of the world!
Having figured out the answer, Sano stopped doubting himself.
But apart from this, Suzuki Sonoko looked at Haibara Ai curiously: “You little girl, you actually want to commit suicide?”
Haihara Ai glanced at Lingmu Yuanzi, but said nothing.
Of course, it’s not surprising that this fake loli has thought about committing suicide. After all, she was controlled by the organization for so long, and even her sister was “lost” later on.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be getting smaller now.
Before Conan could say anything to save her, Sano said casually: “She was probably spanked by her mother, or the ice cream she bought fell on the ground.”
Haiyuan Ai’s face darkened and he looked at Sano unhappily. Does this guy have a toothache if he doesn’t rinse himself?
“Hahaha.”
Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan couldn’t help laughing when they heard this. The former laughed so hard that his tongue stuck out, while the latter just covered his mouth and chuckled.
…Speaking of which, why does Suzuki Sonoko’s smile seem more and more familiar the more I look at it?
Sano suddenly looked at Mouri Kogoro: “Uncle, when you held the baby in the hospital, could it be that you held the baby by the wrong one from the Suzuki family?”
“What the hell?”
Mouri Kogoro, who had dozed off, woke up a little, but he still looked confused.
“nothing.”
Sano did not continue teasing, but turned to look at Futo Kyosuke: “Since everything is normal, this follow-up visit should be over. Let’s first…”
“Wait a minute Sano.”
But at this moment, Fudo Kyousuke suddenly called Sano again.
Sano turned around and frowned unconsciously. This abnormal development gave him a bad premonition.
“Perhaps, you still remember how many times you have been to my place.”
Faced with Futo Kyosuke’s question, Sano narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said, “I can’t remember clearly.”
“Is it because I can’t remember clearly, or can’t remember it?”
Kyosuke Futo stood up: “You know, when people hear this kind of question that requires recall, they will have a short recall process, but you didn’t, you answered without hesitation.”
“Last time I called you, you acted as if you didn’t know me, and this time I did the test as well. Although nothing seemed wrong on the surface, you had a completely different reaction than before, like… …”
“It’s the same as getting a diagnosis for the first time.”
Sano looked at Futo Kyosuke with calm eyes, and his heart felt a little solemn.
This guy seems to be in some trouble.
He has a delicate mind and understands psychology, but he has had unknown contact and understanding of his original self.
It’s difficult to fool him.
Of course Sano was not the only one who heard what Kyousuke Futo said. The medical team also heard it, but most of them looked confused.
Only Haihara Ai said thoughtfully: “Speaking of which, just now Sano… brother, it seems that he doesn’t even know where Dr. Futo’s office is.”
Sano squinted at Haihara Ai, you have a good memory, right? You have to say this more.
Futo Kyosuke nodded and continued: “Sano, has your memory been so seriously affected? Why didn’t you tell me?”
…God has such a great memory, it’s because he doesn’t have those memories at all.
Zuo Ye curled his lips inwardly and said casually: “I just got up too early, and there have been a lot of things lately, so it’s inevitable that I will be a little confused.”
“This is no longer the level of confusion.”
Haihara Ai spoke up again: “Doctor, maybe you can ask him more details to see how much his memory has been affected.”
Gee, why is this damn girl so secretive?
Sano smacked his tongue, but Futo Kyousuke obviously agreed with Haibara Ai’s statement, and turned around and took out another watch and gave it to Sano.
“Let’s first write down everything that happened in the past few days.”
Sano took the form and felt a little more relaxed after hearing Futo Kyosuke’s request. Fortunately, he didn’t continue to ask about the original person’s related experiences.
Then the problem shouldn’t be too big.
After a while of busy work, Sano wrote down all his life experiences in the past week.
Of course, most of them were fabricated, especially those related to the organization, which Sano replaced with “sleeping at home”.
Anyway, no one else knew about Sano when he was performing organizational tasks. This statement is simple and crude, and even if he is questioned carefully, there will be nothing wrong.
After all, Futo Kyosuke didn’t know much about Sano’s daily life, so he handed the form to the medical escorts to let them see if there was anything wrong.
Then Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko hesitantly asked a question.
“Senior, there seems to be something wrong with you…”
“What?”
Sano didn’t expect that the problem would be pointed out, so he looked over it with some surprise – if there was really a problem with this table, it would be the part of the organizational tasks that had been replaced.
But this is also a place that is absolutely impossible to point out.
Mao Lilan turned the form, faced Sano, pointed at the “make-up exam” in Thursday’s column and said: “We were in class the day before yesterday, how could it be a make-up exam?”
Sano frowned, took the form and read it.
The first column of the form is naturally today, which is Saturday, and yesterday was Friday. Sano wrote that he was helping Conan deal with the counterfeit money gang, and the day before yesterday was a sniper mission. Apart from making up the exam, of course he just wrote that he would sleep at home.
…Is there any problem with this?
Today, yesterday and the day before yesterday, isn’t that what happened in these three days? What’s wrong…
Sano’s expression suddenly froze, and he silently turned over the calendar on the table.
Today is November 3rd, Saturday, and yesterday was November 2nd, Friday. All of this is fine, but the day before yesterday was… June 8th, Saturday.
…I’m sorry.
Sano seemed to have found the problem.
The chronological order of this table is actually arranged according to normal rules!
How could this coincide with the development of Ke Xue’s timeline?
Before Sano could come up with an excuse, Fudo Kyosuke suddenly took the calendar out of his hand and asked seriously: “Sano, answer me a question.”
“The day before yesterday, that is, the day before your make-up exam, what day is it, what day is it, and what day of the week is it.”
