Indescribable cyberpunk

A gray-brown plaid suit, a light red tie and a lined white shirt. The lower body is a pair of straight dark suit pants, paired with brown leather shoes.

Although he doesn't like others to say this, Zhu Jue has to admit that with his height of nearly 1.9 meters and his build, he can really be called a clothes hanger.

"Do you prefer a center parting or a wide back part?"

Suzi held the hairdressing tools and looked at Zhu Jue's half-long hair that had grown to his ears because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time.

As a doctor, he had to have a suitable image. He used to wear his hair down and walk around in a black windbreaker and leather boots. Naturally, that wouldn't work, at least not in this private clinic. After all, no doctor would make himself look like someone from The Matrix. "Savior".

"Got it in the middle, my gambling skills are average, and I don't have the BGM to match it. I'm afraid that I won't be used to it because of my big back."

Zhu Jue muttered something that perhaps only he knew, raised his neck, and gently pulled the tie around his throat. This feeling of restraint made him very uncomfortable.

"When can I change out of this outfit?"

"There is still half an hour left for the interview. There are interviewers waiting on the first floor. You have to meet at least two-thirds of them later before you can leave to conduct the investigation. Otherwise, it will make people feel strange. In addition, we Our clinic still lacks a front desk. Fortunately, we don’t need to interview people for this job. We just need to find two people who look good and can communicate well.”

If nothing else goes wrong, this private clinic will open tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Zhu Jue, the boss, will naturally have to ensure his attendance rate in the early stages.

Therefore, even if it is just recruiting people today, he still has to appear, at least to ensure that most job seekers know of his existence.

"Remember to put on the earphones later. If you encounter any problems, I will give you prompts through them to make you look as much as possible like a regular doctor with a certain amount of knowledge."

Since it is an interview, of course you have to prepare some questions, otherwise how can they show that they are professional here? As a boss, Zhu Jue must set an example. exist

Fortunately, with Suzi's real-time encyclopedia, not many people can compare with Zhu Jue in terms of knowledge alone.

This was indeed the case. During the subsequent interviews, Zhu Jue spent the whole process communicating with these medical students or doctors who had been dismissed from regular hospitals for some reason.

Isn't it just repeating Motoko's words?

As long as he opens his mouth, it's fine as an individual. Most of the time, Zhu Jue just needs to cooperate and make some confident movements.

In addition, the people who come to private clinics to apply for jobs are all residents of Xiacheng District, and having a job is their biggest expectation. However, the salary offered by Zhu Jue is only slightly lower than that of a regular hospital, and not as much as that of a regular hospital. Rules and regulations.

Therefore, the vast majority of job seekers have a very low profile. It would be a blessing if Zhu Jue did not make things difficult for them, let alone take the initiative to question their future bosses.

In fact, during the interview process, even if Zhu Jue said something wrong, they could come up with a hundred reasons to praise Zhu Jue for being "right".

Of course, there are inevitably a few who try to attract Zhu Jue's attention in special ways.

For example, Zhu Jue didn't even bother to look at the nurse who was dressed like a nightclub girl.

Well, I looked at them quite a bit, but without exception, they were immediately invited out by Suzi without asking a few words.

Suzi's choice as a nurse was very simple. As long as she passed the basic medical knowledge, obtained a formal certificate, and had a clean financial background, she would be able to pass. The doctor was almost the same.

Among all the assessment items, the only harsh one is whether there is a past criminal record. Since the goal of opening this clinic is to keep a low profile, Zhu Jue is not interested in finding two so-called "miracle doctors" who own the police station.

"Currently, we have recruited two doctors and two nurses. The former is still short of a physician in charge of surgery, and the latter is still short of three. There are many applicants, but none of them pass the test."

After the interview ended in the morning, Suzi took the list to discuss with Zhu Jue. Taking into account the shift problem, the number of people was larger than the number expected to be recruited last night, but Zhu Jue didn't care, since he didn't lack the money anyway.

"You will be responsible for the recruitment in the afternoon. I will go to the news agency to check the situation first. It is best to contact the reporter who followed Sean back then. Spending some money can always get the results you want."

Zhu Jue had already checked the working hours of the news agency that originally reported Sean, that is, the Ketchton News Agency. After 6 p.m., all reporters will stop working in the news agency and either go home to rest or go out to look for materials. He If you want to find someone, you have to hurry up before this time.

"Are you going to find him in his current state? If it is during the day, there is a high chance that he will attract attention. I think it might be better to have a contact information and communicate online."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that no one will recognize me when I look for him."

Zhu Jue is quite confident in hiding his identity.

After a few simple words of explanation, Zhu Jue had already transformed into a gentleman when he left the back door of the clinic and went straight to the community where Kechiton News Agency was located.

"Are you sure you want to see Ms. Shirley?"

The female receptionist's eyes wandered back and forth between today's appointment list and the list of staff in the news agency. After a while, she raised her head and asked again.

"Yes, the name I'm talking about is the name she uses when reporting news. I don't know her real name. Is there any problem?"

Zhu Jue was also reading news reports from three years ago on his mobile phone. The signature was Shirley, and the name was correct. Although it was a pseudonym, there was no reason why people at her workplace would not be aware of it.

"Sorry, I did not see Ms. Shirley on the employee list."

The female receptionist flicked the screen awkwardly, thinking about how to politely send off the visitor in front of her.

"Are you looking for Glintis?"

At this time, a middle-aged man happened to come in from the door. Hearing what the female receptionist said, he stopped and turned his head and asked.

"Glintis?"

"That's Shirley's real name. She no longer works at Ketchton News Agency, so the front desk doesn't have her identity information. Do you have anything to do with her?"

"I have some questions about a past report because it involved a missing friend of mine."

The excuse had been thought up a long time ago, and Zhu Jue said it without any hesitation.

"I'm afraid the result will disappoint you. Grindis passed away three years ago."

Drinking the coffee in his hand, the middle-aged man frowned and gave an answer that surprised Zhu Jue.

"What? Died? Passed away?"

Although he had thought about the possibility of encountering various accidents before coming, Zhu Jue still felt troubled by the news.

This is one of the few clues that Zhu Jue currently has. Before he even started investigating, the thread was cut off in such a decisive way.

"Sorry, uh. Goodbye."

Since there is no one to ask, there seems to be no point in staying here. Zhu Jue does not have the ability to bring people back to life.

"What do you want to know? I have collaborated with Glintis on many reports before. I may be able to help you, as well as your missing friend."

"What I want to ask about is the report from three years ago, that is, the time in Community No. 32."

With the mentality of giving it a try, Zhu Jue stopped turning and leaving, turned around and said.

"Human rights march?"

The middle-aged man put down his coffee cup and directly answered Zhu Jue's words.

"you know?"

Zhu Jue asked with some surprise.

"No, I do not know."

"Then why."

"Because three years ago, someone came to the news agency and asked about the same thing. He found Shirley and talked for a while, just a few words. I was making coffee nearby."

The expression on the middle-aged man's face became a little heavy. He looked Zhu Jue up and down, took a step closer, and whispered,

"On the fifth day after their conversation, a fire and explosion broke out in Greentis' home. The reason was a leak in the natural gas pipeline!"

"Do you think this has something to do with that conversation?"

Zhu Jue took a few steps back. The middle-aged man knew what he meant and followed him to the corner of the door of the news agency.

Naturally, these things cannot be discussed in public.

"I just thought it was a little strange. Glindis seemed a little nervous those days and kept looking out the window. I once asked her if something bad had happened to her, but she didn't answer me. I didn’t say it, but I am also a reporter. If I don’t even have the ability to observe people’s opinions, then all these years of work will be in vain.”

"Do you have any special information?"

Zhu Jue expected the middle-aged man to give him some information. Since Glintis was dead, he could only start from other places.

Zhu Jue suddenly died in an explosion after talking about the human rights demonstration. Zhu Jue had to suspect that Greentis might have had some information at that time, which made some people have to choose to silence.

Even if this is just a guess, Zhu Jue cannot let go of any clues regarding the current situation.

"I'm sorry that I didn't investigate more deeply at that time. Even though I knew the situation might be a bit weird, I still chose to hide it. It's not my husband. My daughter is going to kindergarten this year."

Perhaps because three years have passed, the middle-aged man no longer avoids anything. He said softly with shame on his face.

This guilt made him never forget the scene at that time, and he still remembers it fresh to this day.

She is going to kindergarten this year, so three years ago, her daughter was probably only two or three years old.

Zhu Jue understood what he meant.

As a father, he made the right choice for him.

"If I want to investigate further, who do you think I should go to?"

Zhu Jue knew that he might not be able to ask more questions from the person in front of him, so he could only change his target.

"Three years have passed since this incident, and I don't want to cause any more trouble because of it. It will only bring more grief."

"But if you don't even find out the truth about the death, wouldn't it be irresponsible to the family of the deceased? Don't worry, this is just my investigation alone."

"I really don't know who else would know the inside story about the fire three years ago."

The middle-aged man obviously had some concerns and still avoided Zhu Jue's question.

"The purpose of my coming here is to find the person who asked me the same question three years ago. It's not what you think. If he and I had the same purpose and silenced him three years ago, there would be no reason to return the favor. You’re going to cause trouble for yourself by coming back here, aren’t you?”

Zhu Jue knew that the other party was worried about his intentions. After all, the man came to the news agency three years ago and asked the same question as him. After thinking for a while, he continued,

"Give me a name, and I will guarantee his or her safety. I am standing in front of you now, and the camera has captured my face. If something happens to the person you told me about, you can call the police. Are you still afraid that you won't be caught? I?"

In order to obtain information, Zhu Jue could only play some tricks, but he did not deceive the other party. If he found an insider, he would of course protect that person's safety.

"Filin Prada, Glintis's daughter, I will give you her contact information. She has been obsessed with investigating her mother's accidental death after the fire. To this day, I don't know if it is right to introduce you to her, but from now on Starting today, I will always pay attention to her situation. If you hurt her, no one can stop me from exposing you!"

After hesitating for a long time, the middle-aged man finally gave a name, and at the same time took out his mobile phone to take a picture of Zhu Jue's face and his body condition.