Mystery Makes Me Strong

After reading the prompt from the mysterious seed, Wen Rensheng immediately became serious.

This is the first time he has encountered a mysterious event with a mystery degree of "???"...

For the degree of danger, you can refer to Wei Yiqing and Xie Linghui.

Maybe it is extremely scary, or maybe it is just a weak chicken, but it has a terrible background.

This is another hidden benefit of the mysterious seed—it can be used as a half-prophetic alien.

When dealing with this incident, he will be prepared in advance.

For example, now, he will not take over rashly.

He will not doubt the Mysterious Seed's prediction on this matter, because there is a fact that can be used as evidence.

That is the dean Chen who was reported missing, who has a lot to do with Mr. Zhao himself, and she happened to be in charge of checking Mr. Zhao's young wife.

And Mr. Zhao's wife is mysterious enough in her own right...

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would rush to take over because the boss valued it.

As everyone knows, this is the biggest taboo in the mysterious field.

In the mysterious field, I am most afraid of impetuosity, which will confuse the eyes and make it difficult to see how many traps there are on the road.

So he asked: "Mr. Zhao, according to what you mean, do you want to accept this commission?"

"Yes, the director of Dongshui Hospital personally called me and asked me to conduct a secret investigation. They don't want to alert the Inspection Department for the time being, so they haven't actually notified the Inspection Department about this matter," Mr. Zhao said in a helpless tone. ,

"We need to understand their feelings. In case the ruthless black-clothed men in the inspection department kill the famous Dean Chen, it may be very difficult for the next activator to be wooed by them."

"Oh, then I understand. But based on the information you have now, what is the level of difficulty of this disappearance?" Wen Rensheng asked meaningfully.

"Uh, this," Mr. Zhao hesitated, and then laughed at himself, "You also know that I haven't done specific business for a long time. Now you ask me to make an accurate assessment, it's really difficult, hahaha..."

People are missing, can you still laugh?

Wen Rensheng shook his head, as expected, they were all people on the scene.

Looking at Mr. Zhao's enthusiasm for that Dean Chen before, he thought he had such a good relationship with that Chen Jiayu.

But then, he seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued: "In this case, Mr. Zhao, you can accept this commission and start the process."

"Okay, okay, then I'll take this commission," Mr. Zhao's tone suddenly brightened, "Oh, by the way, I originally planned to hold a celebration party for you on Sunday, so..."

"Saving people is the most important thing. The celebration can be held at any time. Let's put the vacation and so on later." Wen Rensheng said directly.

"Then it's hard work for you."

The two talked for a while, then hung up the phone respectively.

Wen Rensheng stood in the corridor with his mobile phone in his hand, silent for a long time.

"Why, you still don't go back to eat?" Wu Shanshan came over and greeted.

"Well, let alone the postponement of the celebration, the holidays are gone, and I may have to work overtime in these two days." He shook his head.

"Okay, it sounds like you often work overtime." Wu Shanshan pushed him all the way back to the dining table.

Wen Rensheng naturally wouldn't say these things to other people, so he calmed down and continued to eat with everyone.

There is work to be done, and food to be eaten, especially the food cooked by a master.

But Wen Rende was eating, suddenly put down his chopsticks, turned his head to look out of the window and said: "Hey, I seem to have a poetic interest again."

"Eat your meal well..." Ouyang Ling glared at him, and gave him a piece of fish.

"It's better to let him copy out the poems, otherwise everyone will not be able to eat cleanly." Wen Rensheng gave De Ge a meaningful look.

"It's really Zhizimo... No," Wen Rende realized that something was wrong when he was halfway through speaking, he quickly stopped talking, and started shaking his head instead.

"It's been a long time since we parted from our hometown. Recently, the personnel affairs have been half gone. Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze will not change the old waves."

"Oh, do you want to go back to your hometown?" Ouyang Ling's eyes also showed a little nostalgia.

Wen Rende shook his head and said contemptuously: "I mean, the swimming pool in our front yard has been left unattended for a week, and it will turn green. We have to ask the workers to clean it up before it can be used again."

"My hometown?" Wu Liansong secretly glanced at Wu Shanshan, who didn't move at all, and immediately felt deeply depressed.

Wen Rensheng was thinking about the second piece of "The Puppet Book of Returning Home", written by He Zhizhang in the Tang Dynasty.

This is a rare and consummated poet. He was the number one scholar at the age of 36. He was promoted all the way, and finally passed away safely at the age of 86...

Is Brother De hinting at him again?

Can't speak well?

The prophecy is really wrong, he will not beat people, he will only prohibit alcohol.

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The next day, Saturday.

Xu Yunshuang left in the family car early in the morning, and the others had their own arrangements.

Wen Rensheng and Wu Liansong had to rush to the company. After the analysis of the staff on duty, the matter of Dean Chen's disappearance was still quite tricky. It needed the club's existing experts to conduct group discussions.

Zhao Han is eager to try, and also wants to gain some experience.

Wu Liansong was about to frown, but Wen Rensheng said, "Take her with you, maybe there will be some surprises."

Zhao Han immediately beamed with joy, and helped the two big brothers carry their bags and water.

The three of them drove all the way to Tianxing Club, only to see that the company was very quiet.

Then Zhao Han followed the two of them to a conference room on the east side of the corridor, and saw some people already sitting in it.

A rectangular conference table faces east and west, facing a large projection screen on the west side.

Team leader Hu of the project center, a capable professional woman in her thirties, a joint subordinate of Wen Rensheng and Wu Liansong.

At this time, she was sitting at the front of the conference table, arranging the materials in the computer. When she saw three people walking in, she didn't get up, but just waved hello.

Ouyang Tian was sitting next to her, yawning non-stop, as if he didn't get enough sleep, probably because he didn't expect to work overtime on Saturday...

He was a little surprised when he saw Zhao Han coming in, but he didn't say anything.

Manager Chen of the Outreach Center, a young professional woman, was whispering to several female staff members, seemingly about the latest cosmetics.

In the corner on the east side, Wei Yiqing from the R\u0026D center was sitting. She was still the same as before, exuding the aura of "untouchable".

Seeing people come in, she just looked up, then quickly lowered her head.

Wen Rensheng walked over directly and sat down next to her.

Just as Zhao Han was about to subconsciously follow him, Wu Liansong grabbed him and pressed him beside him.

"Do you know what happened yesterday?" Wen Rensheng asked in a low voice after sitting down.

"What happened yesterday?" Wei Yiqing raised his head, a trace of doubt flashed behind his black-rimmed wide-rimmed glasses, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Wen Rensheng stared at her without saying anything.

"Remember to eat breakfast later." Wei Yiqing said, and took out two lunch boxes for him.

Wen Rensheng accepted it silently and put it aside.

This is the main member of the Tianxing Club.

Wei Yiqing, Wen Rensheng, Wu Liansong, plus a Mr. Zhao who hasn't shown up yet, and four mysterious experts are a force that cannot be underestimated in any place.

Not long after, Team Leader Hu received a call and responded repeatedly.

Then she said: "Mr. Zhao is unable to come today because of something, let us discuss the commission we will accept this time - looking for Chen Jiayu."

While she was talking, relevant information about Chen Jiayu appeared on the projection screen in front of her.

A middle-aged woman in her forties, with a round face, a pair of glasses, and a three-point smile, giving people a sense of intimacy from the inside out.

"Chen Jiayu, 41 years old, vice president and director of obstetrics and gynecology at Dongshui First Hospital, owner of an unknown medical variant, listed as 2 people for backup activation."

She spoke to everyone in standard Chinese, speaking clearly and professionally.

"The disappearance was discovered yesterday afternoon, at 16 o'clock on July 26. At that time, someone was in her office and found a note saying that she would go back to her hometown."

"Then I couldn't get through on the phone, and I couldn't find out the location. I asked the relevant medical staff, and they said that she hadn't seen her since the routine rounds in the morning."

Ouyang Tian was in a daze at the bottom, when he heard this, he said casually: "Don't be spoiled by someone in the Golden House, even though he's older, there will be someone who can't help it..."

When Zhao Han heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. She was about to say something, but was stopped by Wu Liansong next to her with a wave.