Mystery Makes Me Strong

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

The vice president's office is brightly lit.

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

A web page is being opened on the screen, which is an online private space.

By searching the computer, he finally discovered some of the mysteries that Chen Jiayu was hiding, which should have been specially made by the other party.

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

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

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

"No, I have to act immediately. The nightmare 27 years ago cannot be repeated."

The things in the private space are rarely very fragmentary. Is it a trick, or is there any reason why the details cannot be written?

Ouyang Tian is chatting up with Song Ci to learn everything about Dean Chen.

The more he listened to him, the more puzzled he became. Dean Chen was portrayed by the other party as a generous and bold woman with a bit of an ancient chivalrous spirit. She did not look like a treacherous villain who could kidnap her friends for many years.

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

On the contrary, people who look evil may actually be kind.

Just like himself...

Although he looks lustful and frivolous, he is actually just a pure boy who keeps looking for his true love.

At this moment, the door of the office was knocked again.

"Is Xiao Chen there?" 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. His face was deeply wrinkled, his eyes were cloudy, and he was wearing a very ordinary black elderly clothes.

"President Chen is not here, this old gentleman, what's the matter with you?" Song Ci asked politely.

"She's not here, is she hiding from me on purpose? Well, does she really have no affection at all?"

The old man looked into the office a few times and found that there were indeed only two men. He immediately shook his head and turned to leave.

"What's the matter with you? This uncle, wait a moment." Ouyang Tian came out, stopped someone, and invited him in.

A few minutes later, the old man told several people his identities.

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

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

"This person, once the position is high, he no longer cares about the previous relationship. Xiao Chen is the one I grew up with," the old man surnamed Chen rambled, "Now she is rich and powerful, just begging her to take me When the child is sent to work here, he refuses to let go."

Wen Rensheng sat behind the desk and listened to the old man's story.

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

After thinking for a while, he took an A4 piece of paper and sketched on it.

Since he has an extraordinary memory, it would be a waste not to learn to sketch with one hand.

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

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

Ouyang Tian just made 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 a lot of demands here, and it is not necessarily a good thing to work here."

"Considering the influence?" The old man surnamed Chen was unhappy when he heard it, "Hmph, she wants to take care of the influence now. It wasn't because of us that she came here back then... We helped her take care of the family. Now that she has a lot of success, she can ignore her old family. ? To know that we are because of her..."

Halfway through, he seemed to feel that he had missed something, so he forcibly turned around halfway, and then he stopped talking, stood up angrily and left.

Song Ci looked at Wen Rensheng, the other party's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't mean to keep the old man, so he had to get up and send the other party out.

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

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

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

There were a lot of people just now, and now there are only two people left. Song Ci felt it was inconvenient, so she got up and said goodbye.

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

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

"Okay," 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.

I saw that, except for a WeChat account, on the note, it also read:

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

She looked at Wen Rensheng and left.

Wen Ren went back to sit down, and the data about the old man just now appeared in his mind.

"Chen Sixi."

"Mystery: 7/7."

"Mysterious composition: ???"

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

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

"Cousin, there is a big harvest!" He shouted, 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 just contacted us. Whatever you want to ask, we will definitely answer it if we can."

This is exactly what Wen Rensheng heard when he entered the hospital on Friday, the voice of that man in luxurious clothes.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I'll ask now. Your wife seems to have seen a vice president quarrel with an old family member before. Can you tell me this in detail?" Ouyang Tian's voice sounded.

"It's like this, I was going to send 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 He was saying things like 'why didn't he give him his son at that time' and other things, I didn't catch it clearly."

A lady's voice followed, her tone was very elegant and steady,

"It didn't take long before an old man ran out angrily. I didn't go in again at that time, and turned around and left."

Ouyang Tian's voice sounded: "In other words, you didn't really see Dean Chen arguing with anyone at that time?"

"Well...that's right, I probably didn't see anyone. When I talked to my husband later, I imagined that there was another male vice president arguing with his old family in the office. So good, it shouldn't be so grumpy," the lady explained.

Wen Rensheng nodded slightly. That's how ordinary people's memories are. Misreading and misremembering is the most normal thing.

If someone can retell completely and unmistakably what they have seen before, there is often only one explanation - made up, or carefully prepared.

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

Why is Chen Sixi ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ not surprised by "him"?

Disaster Eye No. 91, what secrets are hidden?

A cloud of mist is gradually filling the event.

When Wen Rensheng was thinking about it, the phone recording stopped.

Ouyang Tian continued: "I have already followed your instructions and asked people to monitor that Chen Sixi. There should be news soon. The old man doesn't seem to be very strict."

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

"It's already this time, have Old Wu and the others died?" Ouyang Tian suddenly sighed.

"Crowmouth," Wen Rensheng was a little speechless, "I've heard about the reputation of the Boss Yang you're looking for, and he's a powerful person. In a few days, he can still hold on to it."

"Ah, but the price he wants is neither gold nor silver. He wants you to help him in the future." Ouyang Tian was a little helpless.

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

"Yeah, when necessary, he can knock out Lao Wu and bring it back, and he can ignore Lao Zhao's life, so it's not easy for you to take action." Ouyang Tian shook his head.

"You really are very smart. As expected of you growing up with me, Jin Zhu Zhechi." Wen Rensheng looked relieved.

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

Halfway through, he looked around and quickly shut up.

"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 Lucia Cube."

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he pulled him over.

"boom!"

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

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