Mystery Makes Me Strong

At 8 o'clock in the evening, in the South Campus of Dongshui First Hospital.

The deputy dean's office was brightly lit.

Wen Rensheng was sitting at his desk, looking at the laptop he found in the basement.

A webpage is opening on the screen, which is a private space on the Internet.

By retrieving the computer, he finally discovered some mysteries hidden by Chen Jiayu, which should have been discovered by the other party on purpose.

Otherwise, the other party can smash or take away the laptop.

"He really appeared, I knew he wouldn't disappear so easily..."

"This time, how many people will he destroy?"

"No, I have to act immediately. The nightmare of twenty-seven years ago cannot be repeated."

The things in the private space are very few and fragmented. Is it a mystery, or is there any reason why the details cannot be written?

Ouyang Tian was striking up a conversation with Song Ci to learn about Dean Chen.

The more he listened to him, the more puzzled he was. The dean Chen depicted by the other party was a generous woman with a bit of chivalry in ancient times. It didn't seem like a villain who was treacherous and could kidnap his friends for many years.

But after working in this business for a long time, he understands that people have masks, and many guys who look kind and honest are actually deceiving people without blinking an eye.

On the contrary, a person who looks vicious may actually be kind.

Just like himself...

Although he looks lecherous and playful, in fact he is just a pure boy who is constantly looking for the true love in his heart.

At this moment, there was another knock on the office door.

"Is Xiao Chen here?" A trembling old man's voice came from outside the door.

Song Ci immediately stood up and went to open the door.

I saw an elderly man over seventy years old standing outside the door, with deep wrinkles on his face, cloudy eyes, and wearing ordinary black elderly clothes.

"Dean Chen is not here, old gentleman, what can you do?" Song Ci asked politely.

"She's not here, is she hiding from me on purpose? Oh, is it true that she doesn't talk about affection at all?"

The old man probed his head, glanced into the office, and found that there were indeed only two men. He immediately shook his head and turned to leave.

"What's the matter with you? Grandpa, wait a moment." Ouyang Tian came out, called someone to stop, and then invited him in.

A few minutes later, the elderly man spoke his name and identity to several people.

It turned out that his surname was also Chen, and his full name was Chen Sixi. He was Chen Jiayu's uncle from his hometown. He came to see her because of something.

As a result, she shied away one after another. The old man thought she had forgotten her roots, so he had an argument with her once in the office.

"This person, once he is in a high position, he no longer cares about the old relationship. I watched Xiao Chen grow up," the old man surnamed Chen babbled, "Now she is rich and powerful, but I just beg her to send me When the child is sent to work here, he refuses to let go.”

Wen Rensheng sat behind the desk, listening to the old man's narration.

He quickly thought that when he entered this hospital yesterday, he heard two passers-by say that he saw the vice president being scolded by people from his hometown. Could it be that the person they were talking about was Chen Jiayu?

He thought for a while, took a piece of A4 paper, and sketched on it.

Since he has an extraordinary memory, it would be a waste if he didn't learn how to draw sketches with one hand.

After drawing two lifelike portraits, he made another note: "Check out these two people, and ask about this Chen Sixi."

Then he folded the A4 paper and handed it to Ouyang Tian.

Ouyang Tian just found an excuse and left the office.

At this time, Song Ci comforted: "Old man, Dean Chen has to take into account the influence, and she can't manage personnel affairs. There are many demands here. It may not be a good thing to work here."

"Consider the influence?" The old man surnamed Chen was not happy when he heard it, "Hmph, she wants to take care of the influence now. Wasn't it because of us...we helped her take care of the family back then, and now that she is a bit promising, she can ignore her old family ? You know we because of her..."

Halfway through the speech, he seemed to feel that he had missed something, and he forcibly circled back halfway, then stopped talking, stood up angrily, and left.

Song Ci looked at Wen Rensheng, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't intend to keep the old man, so he had to get up and send him out.

Wen Rensheng watched the back of the old man leaving, but just took out his phone and sent a message.

For a while, only Song Ci and Wen Rensheng were left in the room.

"Well, Mr. Wenren, I'll go back first. If you need anything, you can call the duty room and let them find me."

There were a lot of people just now, but now there are only two people left. Song Ci felt that it was inconvenient, so she got up to leave.

Wen Rensheng stood up: "Okay, then I'll see you off."

"No need, my dormitory is upstairs next door, it's still early." Song Ci hesitated, but still refused.

"Okay then." Wen Rensheng understood the other party's concerns and nodded, "If you think of anything, you can send me a message directly. This is my contact information."

As he spoke, he handed over a note with a line of words on it.

Song Ci took it subconsciously, but after seeing the note, her expression changed.

Apart from a WeChat account, I saw that on the note, it was also written:

"Remember not to be alone with that old man named Chen Sixi."

She looked at Wen Rensheng, and then left.

Wen Rensheng went back to sit down, and the old man's data appeared in his mind.

"Chen Sixi."

"Mystery: 7/7."

"Mysterious composition: ???"

An ordinary person with a secret, but Song Ci has no secrets, just an ordinary person.

After Song Ci left, about half an hour later, Ouyang Tian ran back to the office excitedly.

"Cousin, great harvest!" He yelled, then took out his mobile phone and started playing a recording.

Wen Rensheng asked him to sit down, and then began to listen to the recording carefully.

"Oh, Mr. Ouyang, the hospital has just contacted us. What do you want to ask, we will definitely answer what we can."

This was exactly what Wen Rensheng heard when he first entered the hospital on Friday, the voice of that luxuriously dressed man.

"Thank you both for your cooperation. I'm just asking, your wife seems to have seen a vice president arguing with an old family member before, can you tell me about this in detail?" Ouyang Tian's voice sounded.

"It's like this. At that time, I was going to give some gifts to Vice President Chen, because she had just cured my father-in-law. But when I came to the vice president's office, I heard two men arguing fiercely, as if I didn't hear clearly when he said things like 'why didn't he give him a son at that time' and other things."

Then a lady's voice sounded, her tone was very elegant and stable,

"Not long after listening, an old man ran out angrily. I didn't go in at that time, turned around and left."

Ouyang Tian's voice sounded: "That is to say, you didn't really see Dean Chen arguing with others at that time?"

"Well... it's like this. I probably didn't see anyone. When I talked about it with my husband later, I imagined that there was another male vice president arguing with his old family in the office. Dean Chen That's good, it shouldn't be that irritable." The lady explained.

Wen Rensheng nodded slightly. The memory of ordinary people is like this. It is the most normal to misread and remember.

If anyone can recount something they've seen before without error, there's often only one explanation—made up, or carefully prepared.

He thought of the cyberspace information he had just seen, who is that "he"?

Why is Chen Sixi not surprised by "him"?

What secret is hidden in Eye of Disaster No. 91?

A cloud of fog is gradually filling the event.

While Wen Rensheng was thinking, the recording on the phone stopped.

Ouyang Tian continued: "I have ordered someone to monitor that Chen Sixi according to your order. There should be news soon. The old man doesn't seem to have a strict mouth."

"Very good." Wen Rensheng looked out the window.

"It's already this time, Lao Wu and the others have already hung up?" Ouyang Tian suddenly sighed.

"Don't be crow-mouthed," Wen Rensheng was a little speechless, "Boss Yang you are looking for, I have heard of his reputation, he is a powerful person, and he can still hold on for a few days."

"Oh, but the price he wants is neither gold nor silver. It is for you to make a deal for him in the future." Ouyang Tian was a little helpless.

"It's fair. Now he is much stronger than me, and he is more suitable to support Lao Wu than me." Wen Rensheng said lightly.

"Yes, when necessary, he can directly knock Lao Wu unconscious and bring him back, and he can even ignore Lao Zhao's life, so it's hard for you to make a move." Ouyang Tian shook his head.

"You are really smart. As expected of you, you grew up with me, you are close to Zhu Zhechi." Wen Rensheng looked relieved.

Ouyang Tian was even more speechless, subconsciously said: "Oh, if old Wei Ken..."

Halfway through speaking, he looked around and quickly stopped talking.

"She won't be interested in those things." Wen Rensheng said quietly.

Ouyang Tian couldn't help but said: "Yes, in her eyes, Lao Zhao is probably not as important as the Lucia Cube."

Wen Rensheng heard this and dragged him over.

"boom!"

Where Ouyang Tian was originally, a kettle exploded on the spot.