Chapter 930: Jiang Ran’s Solution

"Hey! Bro, that's a mental illness you've got there!"

The words slipped out before Jiang Ran could stop them. He instinctively covered his mouth, realizing his blunt phrasing might hurt the other man's feelings.

Provoking the man into a rage would be bad.

The Man of Room 302 didn't seem to mind, his expression pained: "Yeah, I'm sick. I take meds, I've seen psychiatrists too, but nothing works..."

Jiang Ran: "Oh, I see. Well, let me recommend a doctor to you. He's really skilled. You should go see him, maybe he can help control your condition."

"That hospital is in our city, Nancheng. It's called Red Leaf Psychiatric Hospital, and the doctor's name is Bai Xiaoliang. You could go check him out. He seems pretty impressive."

Jiang Ran thought Bai Xiaoliang was impressive, not because his own illness had been cured or controlled by him.

Mostly, he remembered that the promotional poster of Bai Xiaoliang at the hospital was quite intimidating.

"Is that so... but... I don't trust any psychiatrist..."

The Man of Room 302 said.

Jiang Ran asked: "Huh? But if you don't trust doctors, how can you get treated?"

The Man of Room 302 replied: "Self-harm. Only self-harm can control my racing thoughts, my urges to hurt people."

Suddenly understanding, Jiang Ran exclaimed: "I get it! Isn't that just a method of diverting your attention?!"

"That's simple! Every time you feel an episode coming on, do something else!"

"Like watching TV, playing games, or working out! Distract yourself! Stop harming yourself!!!"

The Man of Room 302 shook his head bitterly: "It doesn't work. I've tried."

"I see... then I have an idea. Since ordinary distractions don't work, let's go with something more intense."

"Get a girlfriend. The moment you want to hurt someone, have sex instead. That's way better at diverting your attention than watching TV or playing games. Both your mind and body get redirected."

Jiang Ran said after thinking for a long while.

The Man of Room 302 was stunned for a moment: "This... I don't think I've actually tried that before..."

Jiang Ran's eyes lit up: "Then you should try it."

The Man of Room 302 gave a wry smile: "But where am I supposed to find a girlfriend on short notice? And besides, no matter how casual, you can't just jump into bed with someone right after meeting them, right?"

Jiang Ran: "Then find a prostitute to tide you over first."

The Man of Room 302: "Where do I find one? I don't even know how to look..."

Jiang Ran fell into confusion: "I don't know either..."

"If only those previous building managers were still around. I always saw them ordering prostitutes."

"Oh, right! You can ask in the residents' group chat. Maybe someone will reply to you."

Jiang Ran figured the man before him probably wouldn't go for that suggestion.

After all, who would ask something that private in a group chat, in front of everyone?

"Perhaps... that's a good idea."

The Man of Room 302 slowly got to his feet: "Thank you."

With that, he used his keys to unlock the door of Room 302, turned, and went inside.

The moment the door slammed shut with a bang, Jiang Ran's foot also withdrew from the elevator entrance.

Then he jogged all the way back home.

With the same sound of a door slamming shut, Jiang Ran strode to the kitchen in a few steps, filled a bowl with water from the drinking cup, and gulped it down noisily.

After drinking.

He looked up at the ceiling.

Scratched his head, pulled out his phone, and opened WeChat.

Opened the Alice Apartment residents' group chat.

Sure enough, he didn't see the Man of Room 302 posting that kind of message.

Makes sense, he thought.

Just as he was scrolling through the screen, suddenly, a message popped up in the group.

[Excuse me, does any big shot in this group have contact info for a prostitute?]

Pfft!

Jiang Ran sprayed out a mouthful of cold water.

Seriously? You actually asked?

But what truly left him utterly dumbfounded was that someone actually replied.

And they even gave a phone number.

Plus, they sent a lewd emoji with the implication of "you know what I mean."

Staring at that string of numbers, Jiang Ran felt this was the beginning of a path to sin.

Once you get involved, it's hard to stay unstained from the mud.

Gambling and being a butterfly, both were like this.

Never mind gambling. Qin Chuan was a perfect example.

He'd already fallen completely into it, trying to turn his life around and get rich through gambling.

But was that even possible?

And as for being a butterfly...

Not all of them, but some men who had girlfriends or wives would still secretly order prostitutes.

That too was a sin that was incredibly hard to quit.

Jiang Ran naturally didn't add that string of numbers.

He was a good man.

How could he do something like that?

Inner landscape world.

"I bet those 62 alternate personalities that went out haven't exactly been celibate."

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran sat on the pedestal of the Jiang Ran fountain statue in the town center, watching the scene outside, and said.

Noble Jiang Ran: "After all, it's not easy to finally be a person with their own body. Of course they'd want to enjoy themselves. Even if they're not lecherous, their perception of women is average."

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran looked at Noble Jiang Ran: "Would you?"

Noble Jiang Ran lowered his head with a faint smile: "If it's purely to satisfy lust, no."

"If it's for certain plans of my own, then yes."

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran glanced at him sideways: "Plans? You're not like Judge Jiang Ran, are you? Do you have some kind of plan too? His is human elimination. What's yours?"

Noble Jiang Ran smiled: "I'm a law-abiding citizen. Don't look at me like that."

At this moment, Brother Jiang Ran, which was to say the elder brother-younger brother Jiang Ran.

Right now, it was the elder brother.

The elder brother had a completely cold expression, arms crossed: "Who knows. In such a short time, I wonder if any of the 62 alternate personalities that went out have already died."

After saying this, his serious expression suddenly shifted into a childlike grin: "I think there definitely are!"

"I've noticed that Dead Last is also one of the 62 alternate personalities! That Dead Last, even if he's not the first to die, he'll definitely be in the top few!"

"But I think Dead Last might be the one among the 62 alternate personalities who never dies even in the end!"

A Jiang Ran wearing a bright red Ming Dynasty-style gown with gold trim slowly walked over.

The several alternate personalities turned to look.

They saw it was Sissy Jiang Ran.

Sissy Jiang Ran loved women's clothing, always dressing up as a woman, and his speech and mannerisms all leaned toward femininity.

Not long after Jiang Ran moved into Alice Apartment, he was one of the first alternate personalities pulled out by the System to clean up messes.

It was him who took down Wang Nuli, the kite serial killer, that time.

"Hehe, sister, don't you think you've misjudged? That Dead Last? The most worthless trash among all of us alternate personalities?"

Brother Jiang Ran, or rather the younger brother, was controlling the body right now.

Sissy Jiang Ran covered his face with a smile: "Watch your language. Is he really the weakest?"

Noble Jiang Ran beside him said: "Back then, there were over a thousand alternate personalities total. Later, we killed each other off until only 112 remained. If you count among over a thousand alternate personalities, he's not exactly Dead Last. On the whole, he's about average."

"But in the end, only 112 remained."

"And among those 112, he's the weakest. The Dead Last."