Mystery Makes Me Strong

The next day, Tuesday.

Tianxing Club, General Manager's Office.

On the wall is a small half-panel of "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival", which is antique and full of green shades, showing the owner's unique taste of elegance.

Wen Rensheng sat on an orange wooden chair, watching this picture of life in the Song Dynasty.

Compared with the famous painting in the memory of the previous life, in this painting, there are a few more special people flying over the long river, and some mysterious people who are neither Daoist nor Buddha, living in several luxurious courtyards near the river.

At the door, many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in silk and silk stopped their sedan chairs and knelt outside waiting to be received.

Obviously, this is the trace left in history by the aliens.

No wonder Duzun wants to go back to the old days. Compared with the power in the past, now the heterogeneous people are more like a group of people with professional skills, who can occupy a lot of wealth and honor, but they have lost the unique status of the past.

After looking at it for a while, Wen Rensheng swept over Mr. Zhao's office.

He suddenly discovered an interesting thing. Compared with the last time, the number of orange-yellow chairs sitting under him at this time was actually one less, and it might be broken.

He suddenly thought of a wooden chair of a similar color that suddenly appeared in the guest room where someone in his family lived, and nodded slightly, it must have been broken.

After a short while, two people finally walked by the door.

"It's really hard work, Mr. Wang. Whether our company can go to the next level, from a small and medium-sized company to a medium and large company, depends on Mr. Wang's next hard work." Mr. Zhao turned his body sideways, and thanked Wang Cuiyan repeatedly .

Wang Cuiyan looked serious, and said very seriously: "A scholar dies for a confidant. Since Mr. Zhao sent someone to help me solve the family affairs, so that I have no worries about the future, of course I will devote myself to doing my best, and do my best."

"It's easy to say, easy to say, you go to work first, I will receive Manager Wenren." Mr. Zhao waved goodbye.

Wang Cuiyan nodded, turned and left.

"Oh, Ah Sheng, I really want to thank you for inviting such an experienced talent as Mr. Wang this time. You never let me down every time." Mr. Zhao walked into the office, smiling like a Children in their fifties.

"Yeah, so this time I can't let Mr. Zhao down again. I'm here to ask for leave. I want to ask for two weeks to learn new skills so that I can teach them to the students who will expand their enrollment and prepare for the job assembly line." Wen Ren Sheng stood up from his chair and said his intention directly.

"Okay, okay, this leave must be approved. But is two weeks enough? How about giving you two months?" Mr. Zhao asked seriously, "Generally, if you want to learn elementary mysterious skills, you have to get them as soon as possible. Two or three months."

If he hadn't added the latter sentence of explanation, Wen Rensheng would have thought that Fatty Zhao was talking ironically, because he disliked him for asking too many vacations.

"Enough, enough, you can't delay work. Try the water first, if you can't learn it, then apply for an extended vacation." He looked grateful.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, it's not too late, you can learn it now. The sooner you learn it, the sooner you can teach them." Mr. Zhao nodded.

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he was about to leave when he asked casually, "Mr. Zhao, is this picture of your Riverside during the Qingming Festival authentic?"

"Of course it's not true," Mr. Zhao said indifferently, "it was copied by someone named Tang in the Ming Dynasty."

Well, it's not too different from the real one...

After Wen Rensheng left the general manager's office, he started calling someone.

"Shanshan, where are you now?"

"What, miss me?" Wu Shanshan's enthusiastic voice sounded.

"Uh, I have business to do," Wen Rensheng asked directly, "You should have a special profession as a spirit summoner, right?"

"How do you know? What do you want?" Wu Shanshan's voice cooled down.

Wen Rensheng said helplessly: "I don't want to do anything, I also want to learn. The tuition fee will be covered by your previous loan."

"You can't learn it, it's a special profession engraved on my alien species. If you want to learn it, you can only learn related mysterious skills, such as mysterious illusion and mysterious summoning, to achieve similar effects." Wu Shanshan The voice is a little muffled.

Wen Rensheng responded, "Okay, I'll think of a way."

"As I said, you don't need to get involved in my affairs." After waiting for a while, she said in a complicated tone.

Wen Rensheng quickly explained: "You misunderstood, I just want to learn some skills that are convenient for handling mysterious events, so that I can teach them to students in the future, and improve the efficiency of the company's affairs."

"Your explanation is actually redundant." Wu Shanshan hung up the phone.

In fact, what I said is true.

Wen Rensheng shook his head, it seems that he can't learn from the other party, so he has to change places. As for asking someone to engrave him, he would not do such a thing.

My own mysterious seed is a unique thing, how can it be touched by others?

…………

After searching all night, on Wednesday morning, Wen Rensheng finally found the place to learn these skills - the mysterious skills training ground of the Inspectorate.

As Wu Shanshan said, the conditions for studying with them are harsh. After finishing the study, they have to sign a work contract and serve for a specific number of years.

However, Wen Rensheng himself is a mystery expert and has the honorary title of the Inspectorate, so there are much fewer restrictions. After all, he already shoulders part of the obligation to work for the Inspectorate.

So he drove to the headquarters of the Inspection Division in the eastern suburbs of Dongshui City, a park with a very large area.

After showing his ID, he went all the way to the mysterious skills training ground.

This training ground is located in the north of the park, occupying a large area, open-air training area, closed training area... various facilities are very complete.

In an office, he found a male teacher who was in charge of teaching soul skills.

The teacher's surname is Qin, and he is over sixty years old. He claims to be a descendant of Qin Shihuang.

When the other party saw Wen Rensheng, after the two introduced themselves, they exchanged pleasantries.

Teacher Qin was nagging: "Manager Wenren, you said that when Qin Shihuang wanted to live forever, wouldn't it be good for those masters to give him a different species? In this way, the second generation will not perish later. Just make a family with multiple dynasties. Well, I won’t have to switch back and forth in the future, so many dynasties have changed, which makes me tired of reciting books, and my son never passed the history class in middle school..."

"Perhaps the masters in the pre-Qin era had their own plans. If it is a dynasty, it is always less aggressive." Wen Rensheng said perfunctorily.

"Perhaps so. It's a pity that the distance was too far in the pre-Qin period. Otherwise, we could have summoned fragments of souls and asked them what they thought at that time." Teacher Qin sighed.

"Uh, Teacher Qin, when do you think we will start class?" Wen Rensheng finally got to the point.

"Don't worry, if you can't combine the things you learn with reality and apply them in practice, the effect will be the worst. My son is like that. He forgets what he learned in high school after only one summer vacation after he is admitted to university. More than half."

"Now that he is just a freshman, he can't even do the math problems in the third year of high school. You said that his three years of hard study are of no use, and he wasted the energy and eyes of the best years." Teacher Qin mumbled.

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he already fully understood that this guy who was talking nonsense with him actually had other plans.

Of course, the inspector is not Lingshan, and the other party is not Ananda Kaye from Journey to the West, and he is not Tang Seng.

So he just patiently chatted with the other party. Anyway, he was on paid vacation, and by the way, he could observe this teacher Qin who had attained in the field of soul.

About an hour later, someone finally came into the office.

"Mr. Qin, a serious serial murder occurred in Beidu City, Dongshui District. It is suspected that an overage person who is mentally disturbed has applied for an investigation assistance to the District Inspection Department. The Director has assigned you to assist them in the investigation."

"It's finally here. I've been staring at this matter for a long time. Those guys always want to prove themselves, and they always come to us when things get serious, and admit that they can't do it. Is it so difficult?" Teacher Qin stood up, With a look of can't wait,

"Let's go together, Manager Wenren, just taking this opportunity, I will give you a field lesson to teach you the basic skills of the soul system."

Wen Rensheng nodded, thinking in his heart, that's right, you just took this opportunity to exploit an efficient labor force like me for free.

However, even if you give the other party a favor, if it can trigger a mysterious event, it will be even more profitable.

So he was happy from the bottom of his heart, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for the arrangement. If you come to my place if it's useful, just say hello."

Teacher Qin was actually staring at his expression carefully, and nodded secretly.

That's right, this young man who has become famous is indeed a wish from the heart, not a perfunctory one.

His EQ was really high, and he didn't show any signs of impatience. He deserved to be a mystery expert at the age of 18.

My son, who is in his twenties, is incomparable, he is like a half idiot, he is stupid in school, and he feels embarrassed even to greet a relative, and he still owes a beating.