Business Alliance, Xinan Recovery Hospital.
"How has the patient been these past three days?" A Business Alliance investigator stood at the steel-barred door, looking at Hua Gang, who was tied to the bed in a Restraint Suit, as he questioned the senior doctor beside him.
"The patient claims that he went to Tribal Jungle, started a company, sold Sweeping Robots, became a Big Boss, and was adored by everyone..." The Attending Doctor shook his head.
"Oh, so this guy really does have a rebellious streak. Is the Business Alliance too big to accommodate his talent?" The investigator sneered as he wrote something in his notebook.
The Attending Doctor said nothing.
Rebelliousness was not within the scope of his treatment.
All he knew was that the patient inside, named Hua Gang, had been driven mad by these investigation hounds.
As for what the man had done, he truly had no idea.
He had only gathered from the man's occasional mutterings and sleep talk that it seemed to involve hacking techniques and artificial intelligence.
How strange. What kind of computer skills could a madman possess that would draw such serious attention from Business Alliance investigators? Could he be carrying some very valuable secret? The Attending Doctor's heart stirred.
"Has anyone come to see him lately?" the investigator continued.
"His parents have called many times, but following your instructions, we did not tell them anything relevant. We only said that he was cooperating with an investigation," said the Attending Doctor.
"When do you think he'll recover?"
"His condition is getting worse and worse. There are still no signs of improvement."
"How are his physical indicators?"
"All of his physical indicators are deteriorating, especially the brain magnetic resonance scans. There are obvious signs of degeneration, and it is suspected to be early-stage dementia."
"Dementia?