Mystery Makes Me Strong

Chapter 91: Arguments don't care

Wen Rende heard Zhao Han's scream, and before he got up from the ground, he asked hurriedly, "What's going on? Did you see something unexpected?"

Zhao Han hurried over and helped Wen Rende back to the sofa from the ground.

She quickly explained: "Sorry, Uncle Wenren. I just figured out that Sister Shan Shan might not learn from others' lessons, and she would not hit the south wall or look back in the future. That's very surprising, and I didn't find anything unexpected."

"That's it," Wen Rende breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice, "I'll just say, since it's the 'spring breeze does not change the old wave', then it should be 'the rain passes the sky' and the incident subsides again."

When Zhao Han heard this, he was a little puzzled: "Uncle, what did you say 'the rain passes the sky', can you figure it out?"

"I, I'm drunk. I just said it casually, don't take it seriously." Wen Rende said casually, and picked up another can of beer.

"Got it." Zhao Han answered honestly, then took out his phone.

After thinking about it, she hesitated, but in the end she didn't make a call.

Teacher Zheng said, don't rashly call people who are dealing with mysterious events, unless you have to.

Now she's just worrying about herself, and can't help anyone, so she can't cause any more trouble.

After waiting for an unknown time, Zhao Han finally received a message from Wen Rensheng.

"The rain is over and the weather is fine, inform Brother Li to pick us up at the East Station now, Wen Rensheng."

"Great!" She quickly took the phone and showed it to Wen Rende.

"Don't get excited, you have to be calm in every major event, just like me. Why is it surprising that a mere junior has defeated the enemy?" Wen Rende lay on the sofa, glanced at his phone, and said indifferently.

"Uncle is uncle. I'll inform Brother Li now and go with him to pick up the teacher and go home." Zhao Han smiled "hehe" and ran out of the living room with a face full of excitement.

Wen Rende watched Zhao Han leave, then let out a long sigh, his eyes were deep, how could he still be half drunk?

How long can this residual power be retained?

I'm a little unsure now. Can you make predictions next time?

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A few hours later, in the evening, the setting sun shone in the west, and the villa was covered with a golden light.

With the sound of parking, Wen Rensheng and others got off the two cars respectively.

Zhao Han was excited when he left, but he was full of frustration and guilt when he returned.

"Look, I said it a long time ago, don't let her know," Wu Liansong shook his head as he walked, "After all, she's still a child."

"Hmph, it's good for her to let her know about the whole incident." Wu Shanshan pushes back directly.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Wu, Sister Shanshan." Zhao Han said guiltily.

"Xiaohan, this has nothing to do with you, you don't need to apologize." Wu Liansong comforted.

Wen Rensheng didn't say much, he just walked into the living room first.

It seems that everything has ended, but the "Missing Alien", the mysterious event of the three question mark levels, is still unfinished.

Probably still the same as before, we have to wait for the Inspector General to make a final conclusion.

When he walked into the living room, a burst of aroma came from the direction of the dining room. It turned out that De Ge was cooking.

Wen Rensheng picked up a newspaper and sat on the sofa to read it. Wu Shanshan leaned beside him and seemed to be thinking about something.

For some unknown reason, Wu Liansong didn't come to interfere, but took the initiative to go to the study.

Zhao Han felt a little better, so he went to the kitchen to help.

When he got to the kitchen, Wen Rende, who was cooking, turned his head to look at her and asked, "Looking at your face so ugly, could it be that Lao Zhao lost dozens of pounds of meat this time? But that should be a good thing to be happy about. …”

When Zhao Han heard this, he subconsciously recalled that he had nothing to say when he saw his uncle's emaciated body when he just picked up the station.

After a while, she regained her emotions, twitched her nose and said, "Uncle has indeed lost dozens of pounds of meat, but people are fine, it's just him..."

"Stay away from the pot," Wen Rende said with disgust, waving his hand, and continuing to chop vegetables, "Tell me about it. Someone once said that if one person's pain is shared with another person, it will become half of it. pain."

"Okay, I listened to Sister Shan Shan talking about the whole thing on the way..." Zhao Han explained the whole thing exactly.

"Although the ending is not a happy one, it's still quite satisfactory, why do you look guilty?" Wen Rende asked in surprise.

"I didn't expect my uncle to be such a person. How could he do that? Dean Chen is a very nice person. Why do you want to plot against her like this?" Zhao Han was very sad.

"Is that so?" Wen Rende continued to cook and said casually, "Look at a person, not what he said, but what he did."

"Oh, Sister Shuangshuang also said something similar, don't care about other people's confessions, pay attention to the evidence." Zhao Han suddenly recalled.

Extraordinary memory, the more you use it, the more useful it feels.

"Yes, in the whole incident, there are actually only two things that Lao Zhao has done. One is that he conveyed the wrong list information to Chen Jiayu, and the other is that he consumed dozens of kilograms of his old fat instead of what he would have sacrificed. Five people," Wen Rende said calmly,

"Of course he covets other people's different species, for the sake of the unborn child, he has been calculating for many years of friends, this kind of thinking is really chilling after hearing it. But in the final analysis, everything he has done has a bottom line, and it is within the scope of the inspection department's permission. within."

When Zhao Han heard this, he felt relieved: "Thank you, Uncle Wenren, I understand."

"No, you still don't understand," Wen Rende looked at her carefully, shook his head and said, "The reason you feel guilty is not because of what your uncle did."

Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, the extraordinary memory started again, and scenes were played back in his mind.

She finally slowly lowered her head: "Yes, I remember it completely. The reason why I feel guilty is because when I confirmed that my uncle was missing, I only thought about my own mood, but not others, and even wanted to urge everyone to hurry up. Get your uncle back."

"What I really feel guilty about is that the reason why Teacher Wu slammed into the trap is probably because of my anxiety."

"And I did accuse Cousin Ouyang at that time. In fact, this time, even he was in great danger."

"Hey, what a silly child," Wen Rende picked up a piece of scrambled egg with chopsticks and stuffed it directly into her mouth, "If you encounter something in the future, you must distinguish your position and responsibility."

"Don't impose your position on others, and also don't take other people's responsibilities on yourself. Your uncle is your uncle, you are you, just take your responsibilities."

Zhao Han suddenly said, "Thank you, Uncle Wenren."

"Well, in the end, you have to remember one thing, whether an argument is a thief, an argument is a thief," Wen Rende seemed to be deeply touched.

"Just like me, when I first got the alien species, I thought about going outside, finding a small country, being free, being a local emperor, and getting seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards..."

"Just talking about my thoughts, I should have been deprived of the alien species by the Inspectorate. But I have always just thought about it, and I will never do such an ungrateful thing."

Zhao Han listened, suddenly looked at a bright kitchen knife hanging on the wall, opened his eyes wide, and looked a little panicked.

"What, are you scared by me? Hahaha, don't be afraid, I said ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I just thought about it..." Wen Rende laughed immediately.

"No, it's not..." Zhao Han waved his hands again and again, trying to explain.

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw a jade hand reaching out and pinching Wen Rende's ear.

Ouyang Ling's voice sounded: "Old man, you can't just think about it!"

"You, when did you come back?" Wen Rende turned his head and saw Ouyang Ling's pretty face turned cold. He was shocked, "Let me go, I said casually, don't be jealous."

Ouyang Ling said with a "hum", "You have such a big face, do you think I am jealous of you? I think you are really drunk and dare to say anything."

"I still want to run outside to be a local emperor, so I'm not afraid of the ears? My son sent me a message just now, saying that he intends to recommend you to activate the alien species. His achievements are enough now, so I will rush back."

When Wen Rende heard this, the shovel that was stirring vegetables in his hand suddenly stopped.

"Oh, Auntie, I definitely won't spread the word." Seeing this, Zhao Han hurriedly promised.

"It's okay, Xiaohan, I just scare him," Ouyang Ling smiled, "in the future, you should keep an eye on him, don't let him drink, at least for half a year. You know, aliens don't like fools."

"Okay, Auntie." Just as Zhao Han was about to make up his mind, he suddenly felt that the words sounded a little out of place.

Illusion, it must be an illusion. I'm not confused. Auntie is very nice, so she wouldn't say that to me.

However, at this time, the narration seed she had just used at noon suddenly appeared again.

"Stupid Zhao Han, she never imagined that Ouyang Ling was actually reminding her in a subtle way. The real meaning of 'Xenomorphs don't like idiots' is that idiots can't keep their aliens..."

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