Did Dean Fu really not care about the number on the note?
NO.
If Dean Fu didn't want to know the reporting number? How could he arrange this banquet? He threw the note into the wastebasket as a pretense to show that he just wanted to have a drink with the two section chiefs.
In fact, he cares.
The banquet was over. Dean Fu saw off the two guests and immediately returned to the private room.
As soon as he came back, he found the waiter cleaning the wastebasket.
"Hey, waiter, wait a minute, wait a minute." As he said that, Dean Fu found the note in the wastebasket, picked it up, and left.
After returning to the hospital, Director Fu immediately called his friend at the telecommunications company and asked him to check who the number belonged to.
The query results came out quickly.
A friend called and told Dean Fu that the number was not registered.
Dean Fu was stunned. Doesn't it require an ID card to apply for a mobile phone number? My friend said that some of them do. Some numbers are for recharge or free persons, and not all are real-name.
Damn it, why don’t you use your real name?
Dean Fu crumpled the note into a ball and threw it outside.
With a snap, the paper ball hit a person in the face.
Real size.
"Dean, what a good technique." The man who was hit was not angry, but said with a smile: "Dean, when did you start practicing throwing techniques?"
Dean Fu was very angry: "Who practiced throwing? If you fart, just let it go. If nothing happens, get out."
"Yes, yes."
The visitor did not fart immediately, nor did he get out immediately. Instead, he walked in, poured a glass of water for Dean Fu, and said, "Dean, you seem to be still angry about the project, right? I've heard all about it. Come on,
Drink some tea to cool down the fire."
Who is coming?
Shasan.
Dean Fu took a sip of water and said, "Director Sha, do you have anything to do with me?"
Sha San said: "Dean Jia came to me just now and wanted to transfer some employees to train a few programs and participate in the county's New Year's Day rehearsal."
"Tell Dean Jia that we will not participate."
"But there is a notice from the county. I have read the document. It does require each unit to submit one to three programs based on its own situation for the county to choose."
"It's not based on my own situation. The hospital has a lot of work in winter and doesn't have time to do this."
"Okay then, I'll tell Dean Jia."
Sha San turned around and left. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "Dean, please drink more water to relieve the fire."
Dean Fu waved his hand, indicating what he should do.
Damn it, whose number is it?
Dean Fu was still thinking about the report phone call.
Who wants to fix himself? Although Dean Fu doubts Dean Zheng, he cannot be sure without evidence.
Yes. Dean Fu came up with a way. He called his wife and asked her to go to the street to find someone, dial the number, and find out who the other party was.
After a while, Mrs. Fu called back and told him that he had tried and the call went through.
Dean Fu was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Who is the other person? Is he a boy or a girl? What is his name?"
"I won't tell you if I ask her, but from the sound of her voice, she sounds like a child."
"child?"
"Well, he looks less than ten years old."
Dean Fu was even more dizzy: What's the child's number? Will the child call the reporting hotline? What project does the child know?
Is someone instigating the child? It's possible, but the child doesn't have a phone, right? It must be the reporter. Seeing that the number was unfamiliar, he asked the child to answer it. So, this person is at home.
At home? Are they the medical staff on the night shift? Married, with a teenage child, Director Wang of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine? The child is in high school, and there are color ultrasound rooms, CT, X-ray, laboratory... Think about it, they have children
The medical staff, the children are not of the same age, the gynecology department... Director Wei of the gynecology department, all his children are working, the grandson is only one year old and has just learned to speak, no, Director Tie?
Dean Fu's heart skipped a beat.
Director Tie's daughter is nine years old this year.
Dean Fu broke out in a cold sweat. If it was Director Tie, it would be too dangerous. It meant that Director Tie was still Dean Zheng's person.
No, it won't happen. Director Tie has always been very loyal to her. Although her leader is Director Zheng, she can report to her in a timely manner any activities Director Zheng has. Logically speaking, she is the least likely person in the hospital.
The person who betrayed him was Director Tie.
However, apart from her, no one else has a child under ten years old.
After thinking for a while, Dean Fu dialed Tieshan's cell phone.
"Dean, are you looking for me?"
"Director Tie, where are you at home?"
"Well, at home."
"Just... did someone call you just now?"
"No."
"Where is your precious daughter? Can you let her talk to me on the phone?"
"My daughter?"
"Yeah, it's been almost a year since I last saw the little one, and I've forgotten what she looks like."
"But the little guy isn't at home."
"Really not here?"
"No, she went to school."
"oh."
Dean Fu thought for a while and said, "Director Tie, do you have two SIM cards on your mobile phone? I mean, besides this number, are there any other numbers?"
"No, I only have this number."
"oh."
Dean Fu hung up the phone.
If what Tieshan said was true, then she was not the whistleblower. If she was not, then who was? He could no longer think of anyone else in the hospital whose child was under ten years old.
In order to rule out Tie Shan, Dean Fu called the elementary school where Tie Shan's daughter attended. As a result, the teacher at the elementary school told him that Tie Shan's daughter was there.
Dean Fu breathed out: Tieshan can be ruled out.
Then, Dean Fu’s head got bigger again. If it wasn’t Tie Shan, then who could this whistleblower be?
When I got home at night, Dean Fu was lying on the sofa, thinking about this problem all the time.
His daughter Fu Yu raised her head from the desk, looked at him, and asked, "Dad, what are you thinking about?"
Dean Fu said: "Write your homework, and you don't have to worry about dad's affairs."
"But you feel like you're out of your mind as soon as you get home. I really don't understand. Now that you're off work, just relax and put work aside. Living like this makes me tired for you."
Dean Fu didn't say anything, still thinking about reporting the phone call.
Suddenly, Fu Yu's cell phone rang.
Fu Yu answered: "Hey, hey, it's Mom, what's wrong with your voice... What, magic sound? Wow, Mom, you are so trendy, you know, Yu Yu would have been shocked by you, if I hadn't seen
When I saw your number, I thought it was so and so... Okay, I know, I will pay attention to the weather changes, I have all the clothes here, I won't catch a cold... Goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yu smiled and said, "Dad, what do you think my mother was talking to me just now?"
Dean Fu said: "Write your homework, I don't have time to listen to this."
Fu Yu stuck out his tongue and continued to do his homework.
Dean Fu touched something in his heart and asked quickly: "Yuyu, what did you just say? Why is your mother talking to you?"
Fu Yu looked up at him and said with a smile: "Mom's phone has a magic tone set up. It sounds like a man's. The voice is very rough. If I hadn't been telepathic, I would have thought that my mother had been kidnapped."
"A man's voice... Yuyu, are you saying that mother's voice can become a man's voice?"
"Yes, mom said that her mobile phone can be set up with magic sounds and the sound can be changed."
"Can it be a child's voice?"
"Of course, the magic sound function is very powerful. I have played with my mother's mobile phone, but I never expected that my mother would play a prank just now."
Dean Fu slapped his thigh: "I understand."
Fu Yu said in astonishment: "What do you understand?"
Dean Fu said: "Write your homework."
Fu Yu groaned and lowered his head to write his homework.
Dean Fu understood that someone must have used a mobile phone with a magic sound function to report it. Moreover, his mobile phone had two cards, one was commonly used and familiar to everyone, and the other was unknown to most people.
This time, Dean Fu guessed correctly.
The reporting phone number was made by Director Zheng. Naturally, Director Zheng would not be stupid enough to use his office phone number, nor would he use his regular mobile phone number. In that case, his identity would be made public. He is one of the three leaders of the hospital.
1. Naturally, many people know your mobile phone number.
However, there are two cards on Dean Zheng's mobile phone. One was given as a gift during an event. He put it on his mobile phone and used it for this report.
A card that couldn't be more ordinary, and a number that couldn't be more strange. Who would know him? To be sure, when calling the reporting phone number, Dean Zheng deliberately went to the roof of the office building. First, no one would hear him.
His voice, secondly, even if someone finds out where the cell phone signal is transmitted from, they will not find it in his office.
Little did he know that current technology is not yet sophisticated enough to be able to find out the location of mobile phone signals afterwards.
Dean Zheng often watches TV and found that the police can detect the location of the owner of the mobile phone based on the mobile phone signal. But that is to track the data during the call and judge the location of the reporting signal based on the number. If not in the future, at least it cannot be done now.
arrive.
In addition, Dean Zheng also set up a magic sound on the phone.
Magic Sound, such a powerful function.
Dean Zheng usually plays with his mobile phone when he has nothing to do. He has basically played with the functions on his mobile phone many times.
However, Dean Zheng did not underestimate Dean Fu. He felt that Dean Fu would definitely think of him. However, there was no evidence and it was just a wild guess. Dean Zheng was not afraid.