Shenhai Renxin Hospital.
"Yes... yes, Wang Tiejun is my father." Across the desk, the young doctor named Wang Tan was facing a group of people with special abilities and was obviously very nervous: "But my father passed away fifteen years ago. I really don't know much about him. When he contracted the Quanshan County Health Center, my mother almost divorced him because of the loss..."
When ordinary people see the Supervisory Office, they basically have only one reaction: take a detour. Psychics are scary enough, and psychics who supervise psychics are even scarier, especially the conspicuous white uniforms of the Shenhai City Supervisory Office. Walking on the street really has a three-meter clearing effect. If Chen Miao forgets to change his uniform when buying milk tea, he can clear a 100-meter long line in an instant.
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." Bai Sheng sat opposite Wang Tan with a friendly look on his face and pushed the file photo forward along the table: "Is this person named Qiao Jianqing a friend of your family?"
The people Shen Zhuo is least good at dealing with are ordinary people. According to Chen Miao, he feels strangely vulnerable in front of ordinary people because he cannot drag them to the electric chair. So Bai Sheng volunteered to take on the responsibility of questioning. Behind him, four inspectors stood straight with indifferent faces. Shen Zhuo sat alone in the corner of the office, looking down at the documents, like a clerk with little presence.
Wang Tan became even more nervous. Looking at Bai Sheng, whose eight teeth were sharp and shining, he thought that the legendary Shenhai City Supervisor was indeed extraordinary. Although he was smiling, his terrifying aura was so overwhelming that it made people tremble. Those four uniformed psychics were also scary. My god, are those bulging things in their pockets guns? No, they don’t need guns at all to tear me in half…
"Uncle Qiao, Uncle Qiao? I know." Wang Tan's mind worked very fast out of fear, and he recalled very clearly: "Uncle Qiao is my father's childhood friend. When I was a child, he would come to our house every year to pay New Year's greetings and bring me chocolates distributed by his unit..."
Bai Sheng turned around and asked Shen Zhuo: "Chocolate?"
"The research institute's rations." Shen Zhuo turned a page in the file. "High-energy protein chocolate bar."
Wang Tan had only one thought in his mind: the clerk was so handsome! His voice was so gentle! What was his name? How could a human being get into a place like the Supervisory Department
Bai Sheng nodded, "Oh—" and turned to Wang Tan in a friendly manner: "There is a bastard named Rong Qi in the Quanshan County Health Center. Was he sent there by your Uncle Qiao?"
When the name Rong Qi was mentioned, Wang Tan stumbled for a moment, and became visibly panicked: "Ah, are you here to learn about the fire in the health center? The responsibility for the aging of the circuit is really not my father's fault. Our family has not been doing contracting for a long time. After my father passed away..."
"It's okay, don't panic." Bai Sheng signaled him to stay calm. "We just want to find out about that bastard Rong Qi. Your father has been dead for more than ten years. We don't want to cause trouble for the dead."
Wang Tan was relieved. "Okay, okay, that bastard Rong Qi... That Rong Qi was entrusted to my dad by Uncle Qiao before he died. I really forgot the exact year, but he has been in the hospital since I can remember. They said he was brain dead or had sleeping sickness... My dad said that Uncle Qiao was very pitiful for having no children all his life, and he couldn't let him die, so after he withdrew from the contract, he still paid some money to the hospital every year to maintain Rong Qi's vital signs..."