2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Why did you call me out?" Li Qingke was standing in the middle of the corridor wearing a white coat, arms folded across his chest, looking up at Wei Jun across from him with a scrutinizing look on his face.

This guy has been acting weird since this morning. First, he passed by his door several times without entering, then he stayed in the fitness area next to him all morning, and now he directly came to him to tell him that something was wrong. He always felt that he was holding something in his heart that he couldn't see. People's affairs.

Wei Jun scratched his head and said with a naive smile: "You are dressed so beautifully today. Are you going on a date this afternoon?"

Li Qingke was stunned for a moment and glanced away unconsciously: "Yeah...yes."

Wei Jun hesitated and said: "I heard from Xiaotaki that your relationship will be confirmed on this date?"

"Ha, it seems that your team members really 'respect' you and want to tell you everything." Li Qingke narrowed her eyes slightly. She really didn't expect that the cold-looking guy Yan Long turned out to be a big mouth.

Wei Jun waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Yan Long didn't say it on his own initiative. I saw you were dressed so beautifully today, so I asked him a question."

"Ah?" Li Qingke didn't expect that he would say this suddenly, and he was caught off guard and looked a little flustered.

Wei Jun was completely unaware and continued to talk to himself: "If I remember correctly, you and the other party haven't known each other for a long time. Was it the first date the day before yesterday?"

"so what?"

"So, is this decision too hasty? I think you should spend some time with him before making a decision."

Li Qingke was slightly startled, raised her head and looked directly into his eyes: "Is this what you want to say?"

"We've been colleagues for so long, don't I care about you?" Wei Jun was still smiling.

"I don't need to worry about you, Captain Wei. Actually, he and I are college classmates and have known each other for a long time. I ran into him by chance when I was having dinner with my best friend a few days ago. After chatting with him, I felt that he was quite nice. That's all."

After saying these words in rapid succession, Li Qingke looked at Wei Jun expressionlessly: "My report is complete, are you satisfied?"

Wei Jun's expression was a little unnatural, and he forced a smile: "What report...I'm not asking you anything, it's just simple, that's the concern between friends and colleagues."

"Then are you done caring about me now?" Li Qingke gestured and was about to turn around and leave: "I have a patient still waiting for me in the office."

"Well, it's okay, that's it." Wei Jun grinned with his signature hearty smile.

What he didn't see was that the moment Li Qingke turned around, his expression became a little aggrieved and unwilling, and his eyes sparkled slightly.

...

The door of the infirmary was opened. Yan Muyun, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes a little. When he saw the person wearing a white coat, he immediately closed his eyes again.

"I'll get you some melatonin. After you take it, go to sleep immediately. Your mental state will be much better."

"Ah..." Yan Muyun yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes with his hands, with a look of confusion on his face as if he had been woken up just after falling asleep: "What did you just say?"

"Did you just fall asleep?" Li Qingke asked angrily and amusingly, with her hands on her hips.

"Your office seems to have a magical power that makes people feel at ease." Yan Muyun mumbled inarticulately.

"But the decoration of this room originally took into account the psychological aspects of the patients. It's not surprising that you feel this way." Li Qingke sat back at his desk and waved his hands as if to chase people away:

"Since you are already sleepy, quickly find a place to sleep. Don't sleep here."

"Ah, okay, I'm sorry to bother you." Yan Muyun stood up from the sofa unsteadily and walked out.

After leaving the infirmary, Yan Muyun's blurred eyes suddenly became clear. He walked straight to the lounge on the other side of the corridor, opened the door and walked in.

There were already two people inside. Wei Jun was sitting on the sofa in the corner wondering what he was thinking, and Yan Long was sitting behind a table with a laptop in front of him.

"How's it going?" Yan Muyun walked over and asked.

"The connection was successful." Yan Long handed over a pair of headphones.

Yan Muyun put on the headphones, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "So clear?"

The sound of the fingertips touching the keyboard, the sound of clothing rubbing against each other, and even the sound of the woman's breathing were all clearly heard.

"Directional capture, focusing on monitoring Dr. Li's own voice, and filtering external environmental sounds to a certain extent." Yan Long tapped his fingers on the keyboard and glanced over: "I watched foreign movies from decades ago, and there are already some in them. This kind of technology.”

"The movie is a movie, and I'm not living in a movie. This is the first time I've been such a 'secret agent' in real life." Yan Muyun said cheerfully.

He has already fully accepted the fact that he is a country boy, with his wantonness and self-confidence.

If you don't understand something, just understand it. No one knows everything at the beginning.

Wei Jun in the corner suddenly asked: "How was your investigation? Did you get any useful information?"

It was now ten o'clock in the morning. Yan Muyun had just come back before and was arranged by Yan Long to plant a listening virus on Li Qingke's mobile phone, so he hadn't had time to share the investigation information with the two of them.

"It can be said that nothing was found. That person seemed to have no idea that he had encountered fatal danger." Yan Muyun shook his head gently.

"That's it." Wei Jun was a little disappointed and sighed.

In fact, it wasn't that he found nothing. Yan Muyun found something, and he had a conjecture in his mind. Lele's superpower might be more than what it seemed.

It's just that this conjecture needs to be verified carefully, very carefully, otherwise it will have a terrible impact on the reputation and life of the person involved.

In addition, even if this conjecture is finally confirmed, it will not help Li Qingke's imminent danger.

So after some ideological struggle, he decided not to tell the two of them what he had discovered.

Yan Muyun found a place to sit down and moved his fingers to bring up the information box of the smart glasses. There was a message from a person on it:

Liu Yuhang: {My wife and I just discussed it again and narrowed the scope a bit. The time when Dai Senwu was supposed to have died was from 8 a.m. on June 9 to the early morning of June 11. The time when Lele saw the 'color' on his body disappear was probably around 9:30 in the morning on June 11th. }

Yan Muyun sent two words: {Received. }

He wrote down these key points in time, and then opened the chat box with Zhang Xixue: {Did Section Chief Zhao approve it? }

The other party replied instantly: {Approved, I will leave for the hospital immediately. }

Yan Muyun: {I’m really troubling you. }

Zhang Xixue: {No trouble, this is my job. }

Yan Muyun: {Thank you, please check Dai Senwu’s activity records in the hospital from 8 a.m. on June 9 to around 6 a.m. on June 11 through the monitoring system to see if he encountered any abnormal events. }

Zhang Xixue: {Yes, but I am the only one checking, so the speed may be slower. }

Yan Muyun: {It's okay, it's okay. This is just my guess after all. I'll be satisfied if you can help me. }

Zhang Xixue: {You owe me two meals now (smiley face). }

Yan Muyun: {No problem, you can eat anywhere (sunglasses). }