Chapter 74 The little boy leaves home and the boss returns
After reading the reminder about the mysterious seed, Wen Rensheng immediately became serious.
This is the first time he has encountered a mysterious event with a degree of mystery of "???"...
For the degree of danger, you can refer to Wei Yiqing and Xie Linghui.
Maybe he is extremely scary, or maybe he is just a weakling but has a scary background.
This is another hidden benefit of the mysterious seed - it can be used as a semi-prophetic alien species.
When dealing with this incident, he will be prepared in advance.
For example, now, he would not take over rashly.
He would not doubt the mysterious seed's prediction of this matter, because there was a fact that could serve as evidence.
That is Dean Chen, who was reported missing. She is closely related to Mr. Zhao himself. She happens to be responsible for checking Mr. Zhao's young wife.
And Mr. Zhao’s wife is mysterious enough in her own right...
If it were another person, I'm afraid he would rush to take over because his boss valued him.
As everyone knows, this is the biggest taboo in the mysterious field.
In the mysterious field, you are most afraid of being impatient. Aggressiveness will confuse your eyes and you will not be able to see clearly how many traps there are on the road.
So he asked: "Mr. Zhao, what do you mean, do you want to take over this commission?"
"Yes, the director of Dongshui Hospital personally called me and asked me to investigate secretly. 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 yet," Mr. Zhao said in a helpless tone.
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"We need to understand their feelings. If Dean Chen, who is the poster child, is defeated by the ruthless black-shirted men of the Inspection Department, it may be difficult for the next activator to be won over by them."
"Oh, then I understand. But based on the information you have now, at what level would you estimate the difficulty of this disappearance?" Wen Rensheng asked meaningfully.
"Uh, this," Mr. Zhao hesitated, then laughed at himself, "As you know, I haven't done any specific business for a long time. Now you ask me to make an accurate assessment, it's really difficult, hahaha..."
Everyone is missing, can you still laugh?
Wen Rensheng shook his head. As expected, they were all just for the occasion.
Seeing Mr. Zhao's enthusiasm for Dean Chen before, I thought he had such a good relationship with Chen Jiayu.
But then, he seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then said: "In that case, Mr. Zhao, please accept this commission and start the process."
"Okay, okay, then I will accept this commission," Mr. Zhao's tone suddenly became happy, "Oh, by the way, I originally planned to hold a celebration party for you on Sunday, so..."
"Rescuing people is important. The celebration can be held anytime. Let's leave vacations and other matters to later." Wen Rensheng said directly.
"Then thank you for your hard work."
The two talked for a while and hung up the phone respectively.
Wen Rensheng held his cell phone and stood in the corridor, silent for a long time.
"What, you're not going back to eat yet?" Wu Shanshan came over and greeted.
"Alas, the celebration has been postponed and the holidays are gone. I may have to work overtime in the past 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 would not say these things to others, so he calmed down his emotions and continued to eat with everyone.
There is work to do and food to eat, especially food cooked by experts.
But while Wen Rende was eating, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, turned to look out the window and said, "Hey, I seem to be interested in poetry again."
"Eat your food well..." Ouyang Ling glared at him and gave him a piece of fish.
"It's better to let him copy out the poem, otherwise everyone will not be able to eat it cleanly." Wen Rensheng gave Brother De a meaningful look.
"You really know your son, Mo... no," Wen Rende said in the middle of his words, he quickly stopped talking and shook his head, "I have been away from my hometown for many years, and recently people have been busy. Only the water of Jinghu Lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves."
"Oh, do you want to go back to your hometown?" Ouyang Ling also had a look of nostalgia in her eyes.
Wen Rende shook his head and said with disdain: "I mean, our front yard swimming pool has been left unattended for a week, and it's almost turning green. We have to ask workers to clean it tomorrow before it can be used again."
"Hometown?" Wu Liansong secretly glanced at Wu Shanshan, who didn't move at all, and suddenly felt deeply depressed.
Wen Rensheng was pondering over the second poem of "Returning to Hometown", written by He Zhizhang in the Tang Dynasty.
This is a rare and perfect poet. He won the first prize at the age of 36, rose through the ranks, and finally passed away peacefully at the age of 86...
Is Brother De giving him another hint?
Can't you talk properly?
The prophecy was really wrong, he wouldn't beat anyone, he would only ban alcohol.
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The next day, Saturday.
Xu Yunshuang left early in the family car, and everyone else had their own arrangements.
Wen Rensheng and Wu Liansong were about to rush to the company. After analysis by the staff on duty, the matter of Dean Chen's disappearance was quite difficult and required collective discussion by the club's existing experts.
Zhao Han was eager to try it and wanted to gain some experience.
Wu Liansong was about to frown, but Wen Rensheng said: "Take her with you, maybe you can get some unexpected surprises."
Zhao Han suddenly beamed and helped the two bosses carry bags and water.
The three of them drove all the way to Tianxing Club, and saw that the company was completely quiet.
Zhao Han then followed the two of them to a conference room on the east side of the corridor, where he saw some people already sitting there.
A rectangular conference table faces east and west, with a large projection screen facing the west side.
Team leader Hu of the project center, a capable professional woman in her thirties, is the common subordinate of Wen Rensheng and Wu Liansong.
At this time, she was sitting at the front of the conference table, sorting out the information on the computer. When she saw the three people walking in, she did not get up, but just waved and said hello.
Ouyang Tian was sitting next to her, yawning incessantly, as if he didn't have enough sleep, probably because he didn't expect to have to work overtime on Saturday...
He was a little surprised when he saw Zhao Han come in, but said nothing.
Manager Chen of the Outreach Center, a young professional woman, was talking quietly to several female staff members, seemingly about the latest cosmetics.
In the corner on the east side, Wei Yiqing from the R&D center was sitting. She was still exuding the aura of being "untouchable by strangers" as before.
When someone came in, she just looked up and then quickly lowered her head.
Wen Rensheng walked over directly and sat down next to her.
Just as Zhao Han was about to follow him and sit down subconsciously, 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 her head, a trace of doubt flashed behind her black-rimmed wide-rimmed glasses, "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing." Wen Rensheng stared at her and said nothing.
"Remember to have breakfast." Wei Yiqing said, taking out two lunch boxes for him.
Wen Rensheng silently accepted it and put it aside.
These are the main members of the Tianxing Club.
Wei Yiqing, Wen Rensheng, Wu Liansong, plus Mr. Zhao who has not yet appeared, these four mysterious experts are a force that cannot be underestimated anywhere.
Not long after, Team Leader Hu received the call and answered the call.
Then she said: "Mr. Zhao is unable to come today because he has something to do. Let us discuss the commission we have received by ourselves - to find Chen Jiayu."
As she spoke, Chen Jiayu's relevant information 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 smile that gives her a sense of intimacy from the inside out.
"Chen Jiayu, 41 years old, vice president and director of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology of Dongshui First Hospital, unknown medical alien owner, the reserve activation list currently has 2 people."
She spoke to everyone in standard Chinese, her words were clear and very professional.
"The disappearance was discovered yesterday afternoon, July 26 at 16:00. At that time, someone found a note in her office, saying that she wanted to go back to her hometown."
"Then I couldn't get through the phone calls and couldn't find her location. When I asked the relevant medical staff, they all said that she hadn't been seen since her routine ward rounds in the morning."
Ouyang Tian was drowsy underneath. When he heard this, he said casually: "Don't let anyone hide your beauty in the golden house. Although you are older, you can't help but someone will take advantage of this..."
When Zhao Han heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up. She was about to say something, but Wu Liansong waved her hand to stop her.
