Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng quickly returned to his villa, and as soon as he and Li Shuangyue approached the villa, he heard Dege's puzzled voice from the hall:

"Old Wu, what's the matter with you, you drilled into the bathroom as soon as you entered my house? It's not enough to go to one, but you have to go to all of them? Is there any problem?"

"Uncle, Mr. Wu may be thinking about our safety. Mr. Zheng said that the bathroom sewer is one of the places where weird things happen most often in the family..." This is Zhao Han's voice.

"Tch, with my son here, how can I trouble him? And since I've known him, he doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. There must be something wrong with his behavior today. Xiaohan, help me think about it. I've been a little out of my mind recently. mix."

"Teacher Wu is just kind-hearted. What's the use of figuring out other people's purpose?"

"Of course it's useful. If I can figure it out, I can threaten him and ask him to secretly give me the good wine that he no longer drinks."

"But I really can't think of it."

"Even if you can figure it out, you can't tell him." Wen Rensheng pushed the door in, interrupting the conversation between the two.

He is the only one who understands what Old Wu's purpose is - he just wants to see if he is living with Wu Shanshan.

How is that possible?

He is an honest man, and the reason why he specially asked Lao Wu to send the two of them back was to prove to the other party that he had never taken the initiative to think badly about his daughter.

After he came in, he was a little surprised, because Brother De was holding a copy of "Forty Thousand Tang Poems" and pretending to read it, but he didn't drink beer as usual whenever he was away.

Zhao Han was reading a book at the side, it was the "Gods and Stories" that he had read in his study.

I didn't expect Zhao Han to be able to keep an eye on Brother De. Could it be that this is tofu with brine, one thing for one thing?

Or the other party's narration, gave her some hints.

At this moment, Old Wu had already come down from the second floor, his expression a bit complicated.

"It's okay, you really didn't lie," Old Wu came over and patted Wen Rensheng on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "But where is she now?"

"Oh, before coming back, Shanshan went to the specialty store to buy all kinds of high-end ingredients by herself, and wanted to celebrate today's early selection of judges." Wen Rensheng replied generously.

Hearing this, Old Wu's face suddenly changed slightly, and then he stretched out his thumb and said, "Well, you are indeed my Wu Liansong's brother-in-law. If you take the exam in the first year, you will be selected in advance. It seems that I have to stay and give it to you together. You celebrated."

"That's great, I'm lucky again tonight." Zhao Han followed suit and cheered.

"Okay, what's good? High-grade ingredients are also difficult to handle..." Wen Rende threw the book away and leaned on the sofa.

"Uncle, I'll rub your shoulders in advance." Zhao Han came to Wen Rende's sofa with a fawning expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to press his shoulders.

"Not bad, comfortable. If Ah Sheng is half as filial as you, I will be completely satisfied," Wen Rende said comfortingly, "No wonder people say that my daughter is my father's caring little padded jacket. I am only 37 years old, so I should still have time to raise her." A girl."

"Brother De, you didn't drink today, do you think you can float?" Wen Rensheng sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone.

Old Wu also sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch.

Li Shuangyue kept silent and went to the bathroom without any sense of presence.

Wen Rende turned a deaf ear to Wen Rensheng's words. Seeing Old Wu's behavior, he rolled his eyes and said directly: "Hey, Old Wu, do you really want to stay for dinner? There is no reason to be a guest empty-handed, we are all traditional People from Shenzhou, the etiquette left by our ancestors must not be forgotten, and it happens that your home is not far from here, so hurry up and take your two bottles of Gujing tribute..."

"I don't have any wine, and I just want to eat the dinner you cooked empty-handed." Old Wu said as a matter of course, watching the news intently.

Wen Rende immediately said painfully: "It's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not old. Who gave you this for granted? I finally understand why the Internet can make up 'friends come from afar, even if they are far away, they will be punished'. There is a basis for life..."

Wen Rensheng ignored the nonsense between the two, he was scrolling through the news on the "Key of Secret".

It has all the connections he has accumulated over the past three years, from inspectors to personal relationships, and it is highly confidential. It is a general APP in the mysterious field.

Because it is developed and maintained by the palace, some people deliberately avoid using it. The frequency of use of this APP is actually a hidden evaluation method.

Not only does it cost nothing to use this app, but it also insists on signing in every day, and there is also a monthly subsidy to get. It's not a dime or two, but ten or eight yuan...

Therefore, those who use it every day are not necessarily good people; but those who don't use it every day must have something wrong.

He sent what he saw and heard at Xu's family to Xuncha Liu through this app.

"Thank you for the information provided by Manager Wenren. We have a lot of things going on here recently, and we are following up on Xu Qingshu's matter. It's just that we can't do anything at the moment. We suspect that there is something deeper behind them." The other party replied in seconds.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wen Rensheng typed.

He didn't have any surprises about this. The principle of the Inspectorate is - in the face of mystery, don't be impatient unless necessary.

These twelve characters seem ordinary, but they are accumulated from countless mysterious natural disasters full of blood and tears in history.

As long as the mysterious incident does not appear to affect the public and is limited to a small area, the inspectorate will not act rashly.

They will only continue to follow and dig deep, try to find out the root cause as much as possible, and only when they have enough confidence, they will be caught in one fell swoop.

At this time, Wen Rende, who was being rubbed on his shoulders, said to Zhao Han behind him: "Xiaohan, don't you have an assessment next week? Although there is no pressure to fail this time, your grades are better and you can get a lot of benefits and rewards." Subsidy, you should go to study, you don't need to help with this week's meal."

"I'm stupid, and it's useless to learn more time." Zhao Han said indifferently.

"Uh," Wen Rende glanced at her, then suddenly turned to Wen Rensheng and said, "Xiao Sheng, I remember telling you a story when I was young."

Wen Rensheng couldn't take his eyes off, just looked down at his phone.

Wen Rende said to himself: "Once upon a time, there was an old rich man who had two sons. Before he died, he didn't know which one to pass on the property to. So he asked his servant to bring two rotten axes and gave them to the old man. My son and youngest son, let them go up the mountain tomorrow to cut firewood, and the amount of firewood at sunset will determine who will inherit the family property."

"It must be..." Zhao Han was about to answer, but was patted by Wen Rende...

She was stunned, and heard Rende continue: "Then the elder son set off with an ax in the early morning, and the younger son ate and slept well, and started sharpening the ax early in the morning. Finally, at sunset, the elder son took only a few Weeds and rotten wood came back, and the youngest son came back with a lot of bundled firewood. Ah Sheng, do you know how this old rich man distributes his property?"

Zhao Han finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said triumphantly, "It must be for the youngest son, because the youngest son knows that sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood."

Wen Rende looked at her strangely when he heard the words, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Of course it's for the eldest son." Wenren raised his head without raising his head. "In your story, the old rich man only said that it was determined by how much felled, but he didn't say that he would inherit the family property. The eldest son is stupid, and he will be strict Listen carefully to the old rich man's last words, the youngest son is smart and can think of a better way. Then let the youngest son go out to develop, and keep the eldest son to keep the family business."

"Heroes see the same thing... No, like father, like son," Wen Rende said with satisfaction, and then asked, "Then do you know why I want to tell you this story?"

Wen Rensheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at Brother De seriously for a long time, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

Wen Rende was horrified by him, trembling... He couldn't help leaning towards the direction where Old Wu was sitting, in exchange for the other's face full of disgust.

"Brother De, if I hadn't confirmed that you had indeed lost the alien species, I would really have regarded you as an ancient hermit."

Speaking of this, he started to use his mobile phone to look through the file that Wu Shanshan had sent him before.

So is this the real motivation of Xu Qingshu?

The incident of "death of an expert" really hides a terrible truth behind it, which makes people shudder.

But right now it's just speculation, no proof.