The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 155 Death and the Fat Receptionist (9)

Many people haven't seen the child's body.

A problem with monitoring can be a big one or a small one.

Someone stepped in and calmed everyone down, but the only one who couldn't be calmed was that persistent mother.

Lei Zhen was one of those who were being appeased. Trusting the bureau, he felt that although there had been some minor problems, the outcome wasn't too bad.

It's just the obsession of a mother who has lost her child.

He believed the diagnoses from the two authoritative experts.

Countless colleagues in the bureau shared the same thoughts as Lei Zhenyou.

When he rushed over with his team and saw what was before him, all his previous assumptions collapsed...

Sister Chen, have you found the 'gatekeeper'?!
"Director Lei, the surveillance cameras are gone."

Those girls and the young masseur, if he were still alive, would be held accountable.

The scene at the entrance is relaxed and slow; it's just a matter of doing what needs to be done.

If those people quickly find Yu Xiaoning and appease the leader's anger.

So, what exactly happened at the scene?
Lei Zhen stood at the entrance of Relaxing Walk, looking through the glass at three pairs of cold eyes.

“I’m Sister Chen’s colleague,” Lei Zhen said with some shame, “I saw there were security cameras in the store, and I thought…”

"Get out!" Shen Yanbing coldly interrupted him.

"..."

Lei Zhen remained silent and turned away.

The person inside did nothing wrong; he would have done the same thing in his place.

Considering what has happened in the past two days, who can Sister Chen trust anymore?
Just like she said, she only wanted to find the 'gatekeeper,' as for the overwhelming 'net' that had enveloped her...

Lei Zhen pursed his lips, lowered his head, and stared at the blood on the ground with a gloomy face.

"Director Lei, I've made a discovery! Holy crap, which rich kid owns this KTV? And the telecom company is his family's property..."

"address!"

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The college students at the KTV are lucky.

Lei Zhen arrived when they encountered their first wave of 'bad customers'.

"This is my work ID."

Looking at the trembling college students, Lei Zhen spoke with the kindest expression he could muster.

“You can take a picture and send it to your family, classmates, teachers, school leaders, or anyone you think is reliable.”

Guo Ruixue, who was leading the group and trying to remain calm, glanced at her work ID but did not take a picture.

These are the legendary 'Guardians'. If even they cannot be trusted, Guo Ruixue can't think of anyone else she can trust.

She handed over the phone that had recorded the video.

Lei Zhen opened the video and glanced at it; his expression turned grim and serious.
Do you have any backups?

Guo Ruixue hesitated for a moment and did not answer.

“You should be able to distinguish the importance of things,” Lei Zhen explained softly. “It’s not that we don’t want our fellow countrymen to see it, but that we don’t want ‘outsiders’ to see it!”

Guo Ruixue nodded and handed over her phone.

"Thank you very much for your trust."

Lei Zhen nodded gratefully.

He slowly turned around, his back ramrod straight, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. A sharp killing intent suddenly erupted from his body, the aura of a seasoned frontline soldier. This sudden change gradually quieted the trembling college students.

Someone whispered, "So handsome!" A girl with a ponytail had her eyes shining.

Guo Ruixue rolled her eyes helplessly at her companion's lackluster performance, but her tense shoulders unconsciously relaxed a little.

Lei Zhen ignored the students' reactions, his sharp gaze locking onto the "troublemakers" like a hawk's. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority: "State your identities and organizations!"

The man in the lead forced a smile: "Isn't that unnecessary? We're all..."

"Take him away." Lei Zhen interrupted directly, his voice as cold as ice.

Two equally imposing colleagues immediately stepped forward and swiftly subdued the man.

When one of them twisted the other person's arms behind their back, he deliberately used a clever technique, causing the other person to grimace in pain but unable to make a sound.

At that moment, a flurry of footsteps echoed down the corridor.

It turned out that it wasn't just the three of them; many of their colleagues who were on the front lines rushed back after learning about the situation in the rear. If the rear was like this, what was the point of them risking their lives on the front lines?
Lei Zhen turned to the university students, a gentle smile returning to his face: "You are safe."

After speaking, he straightened his back and solemnly saluted the students with a standard military salute: "Thank you for your cooperation."

Mustering her courage, Guo Ruixue asked, "Are Zhao Xiaochui and the others alright?"

Lei Zhen stopped moving.

His clenched fist trembled slightly, but in the end he said nothing, turned around and strode away, his back view exuding an indescribable heaviness.

As I left the KTV, several more colleagues from Beijing arrived.

Upon seeing Lei Zhen emerge, everyone silently watched him. Lei Zhen then pulled up the video footage and passed it around among the crowd.

"What Sister Chen said is all true."

"Can humans really go that fast?"

"Which hospital is Sister Chen at now?"

"The one that the company designated."

"Let's go see Sister Chen first, then settle accounts with that bastard."

"Wait, should we go back and return the equipment first?"

"You'll have to pay it back yourself! If you don't give me an explanation, it'll be perfect for us!"

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Five hours later, Director Lao finally entered the special intensive care unit.

The surgery was performed by top experts from major hospitals in Beijing. After the surgery, these surgeons looked incredulous and kept asking the Labor Bureau questions:

"How did she survive?"

The Labor Bureau also wants to know the answer to this question.

After watching the video copied from the KTV, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what had happened.

What seemed impossible back then has now become a reality—that old man is the "vehicle" that caused the accident.

Ancient metaphysics?

The labor bureau shook his head with a wry smile: No wonder the other party would spend so many resources to cover up the old man's existence.

He tiptoed toward the intensive care bed.

A complex array of instruments and crisscrossing tubing. After multiple combined surgeries, Chen Guifen was wrapped in bandages all over her body, resembling a mummy.

This chapter has been revised.

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