Who moved my novel?

"Wang Ju, it seems that you are not worthy of being my opponent." The person on the other side of the phone mocked Wang Ju in a very unflattering tone.

The "dragon net" appeared on Shu Yingdel's dining table, and Dong Peng also died because he was sent to the hospital too late for treatment.

It can be said that this time Wang was completely defeated.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Wang Ju was sitting in his car, his tone was dejected, but if you could see his eyes, you would find that his eyes were extremely firm.

"What's going on? Bureau Wang?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very satisfied with Bureau Wang's reaction and said with a smile: "Are you hit? Are you feeling frustrated? Are you ready to end your police career? Bar?"

"I ask you what exactly you want to do!" Wang Ju said filially, "What do you want to do before you give up!"

"Well..." The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a while and continued: "Okay, Mr. Wang, let me tell you a story. How about it?"

"You said it." Director Wang said coldly, but there was no expression on his face. Instead, he looked at the policeman next to him.

"Yeah." The man next to him looked at Wang Ju and nodded.

"Go." Wang Ju mouthed to the man, and then said to the phone: "I listen to your story, but you'd better tell me what exactly you want to do!"

"Hahaha, it has nothing to do with me whether you listen or not." The person on the other side of the phone smiled and continued: "Bureau Wang, let me tell you a story about a child in Chixin City."

"..." Wang Ju was silent for a moment. Could it be that he was preparing to give someone a slap in the face?

Of course, none of this matters, the most important thing now is to keep the call going.

"Once upon a time, there was a child in Chixin City. He had a great dream. He wanted to make Chixin City a better place." The man on the phone began to say.

"Because he has goals, he works hard. When others are studying, he is studying, when others are having fun, he is doing questions, and when others are falling in love, he is doing experiments."

"According to his idea, when he graduates from school, he will be reused, appreciated and respected by others."

"Yeah." Wang Ju subconsciously agreed, just because this person's experience was somewhat similar to his own. They were both working hard for a goal and giving almost everything.

"But it's a pity that the skills he learned are just skills after all." The man sighed regretfully: "The moment he stepped out of the school gate, he discovered one thing - what he cared about, others I don’t care at all, what I get is nothing in the eyes of others.”

"The most important thing is that the honor once held in the school is worthless in the huge society! Even the scientific research results that were once praised by the teachers and students of the school have been devalued as worthless by each company!"

"Why?" Wang Ju frowned slightly: "If his skills were really great, it wouldn't be like this."

"Want to know why?" The person on the other end of the phone continued: "Because he knows nothing but technology!"

"With more than twenty years of studying skills, more than twenty years of in-depth theoretical research, and more than twenty years of dedicated scientific research, in addition to what he said he liked and what he relied on in his life, he said he was proud of his exquisite skills. Nothing!”

"He was not good at communicating with others, not good at packaging himself, and not good at scheming. At that time, all I saw was the most real and simple him. All he had was a heart of sincerity. Heart, a pure heart dedicated to this society!”

"But it's a pity that he didn't find an opportunity to shine anywhere." The person on the phone seemed to be regretful. After a moment of silence, he continued: "From that day on, he began to fail. Every day at home, except for Studying means researching, publishing papers, and doing experiments. He has completely locked himself in his own world."

"What a pity." Wang Ju sighed.

A person who can be so focused on research in one field, even if he has no talent or great achievements, is definitely a useful talent and should never be wasted.

"Although he is very powerful, and his family also knows that he is very powerful, in the eyes of others, he is just a waste who cannot integrate into society." The person on the phone continued: "After he stayed at home for a period of time, Everyone said he was a waste, and even his family, who had high hopes for him and were very satisfied with him, began to doubt whether he was really capable."

"Wang Ju, do you know this feeling of being suspected?"

"I probably understand a little bit." Wang Ju nodded slightly.

Although his official career was actually smooth, he did suffer a lot of blows in the past few months... thanks to the other party.

However, Wang Ju did not say this and continued to listen.

On the one hand, the most important thing now is to gain time and get longer call time.

On the other hand, Wang Ju also really wanted to hear what happened to this person.

"Finally." The man on the phone spoke again: "Finally one day, he was forced to walk out of the house, forced to start looking for a job again, and once again stepped into each company to look for opportunities."

"But it's a pity that he will face rejection and ridicule again and again."

"It's not a mockery of his ability or his skills. In the words of those people, it's because he 'can't adapt'."

"On a rainy night, after experiencing despair again and again, he finally walked to a bridge."

"Gudu." Director Wang couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

In this case, it was self-evident what to do on the bridge.

"Yes, he was going to solve the problem of blindness in this way, in this way that he had never thought of, in this way that he had looked down on the most before!"

"'Jump down, jump down and you will have no more troubles.' A voice sounded from behind him."

"Finally, the man who had been following him for a long time thought that the time was ripe and walked out of the shadows."

"Maybe it was because he was desperate, maybe it was because the two souls resonated, and with just a few words, he believed in the man wearing a blue mask." The man on the phone suddenly fell silent.

"What happened next?" Director Wang couldn't help asking.

"Director Wang, Director Wang, can you hear me?" The voice of his own police suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm?" Director Wang frowned slightly: "Are you here?"

"Yes, Director Wang." The voice of the police sounded again.

"Did you catch the person?" Although Director Wang was a little sorry that he didn't hear the ending, it was also a good thing to catch the person.

"Sorry, Director Wang." The police officer on the phone sighed with some regret: "We didn't catch anyone!"