I can dream about my own death.

The three men, cleared of suspicion, drove back to the company.

The three did not conduct the interviews as planned and were severely criticized by the company's leaders.

Fortunately, none of the three had their pay docked.

Of course, the three of them weren't penalized because they captured even more shocking footage, witnessing the entire process of how the painting "Autumn in the Frontier" was destroyed.

These images were not taken by Wang Feng carrying a camera, but by the dashcam of the company's bus.

All the dashcams in the company vehicles are connected to the company network, and all the recordings are uploaded automatically.

Based on the footage captured by the dashcam, the company quickly released a news video.

The video was immediately shared wildly upon release and became the most popular video.

It wasn't until evening, after Chen Wensheng got off work and went home, that he finally remembered the matter of shorting Pingkang Security.

He opened a software that allowed him to short sell stocks, clicked on it, and found that short selling stocks seemed to have nothing to do with a poor guy like him.

To short sell stocks, the minimum investment is one million, plus additional margin...

"Damn it! It's so hard for the poor to turn their lives around. Even if they encounter a golden opportunity, they can't make any money they can see because they don't have the capital."

Chen Wensheng took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then silently closed the stock trading software to watch other videos.

While browsing videos, Chen Wensheng came across a news article.

The news reports that a free mystery game has recently appeared online. This game has not obtained any game license and is therefore an illegal game. The game may contain Trojan viruses or other malware.

The host advised phone owners who had downloaded this mystery game to uninstall it immediately to avoid unnecessary financial losses.

The news was published four or five days ago. What caught his attention was that he remembered Xu Xiaoqi seemed to be playing this reasoning game.

Furthermore, she also asked how to change a three-lane road to a single-lane road.

Today, Chen Wensheng truly witnessed a real-life example of how three lanes of traffic have been reduced to a single lane.

In his view, all of this was a coincidence. Xu Xiaoqi was only seven years old. How could she possibly be connected to this case?

......

The next morning, Chen Wensheng woke up and his dream returned to normal, reverting to the dream about the 104th floor of the company.

This means that he will not encounter any accidents today.

He reached for his phone on the bedside table, unlocked the screen, opened the stock trading app, and discovered that Pingkang Security's stock had plummeted by thirteen percent.

"The US stock market only has a circuit breaker mechanism, not a daily limit down, which is really exciting. It's a pity that short selling requires a capital threshold, otherwise, I could have made a small profit."

Chen Wensheng only made a slight joke about the money he could see but couldn't earn before turning off the stock trading software, without dwelling excessively on this unexpected windfall that he couldn't make.

After finishing his breakfast, he went to work.

After arriving at his workstation, Chen Wensheng turned on his computer, logged into his employee account, and then ignored it, taking out his phone and slacking off.

Today is a rare day when we don't have to go out for interviews or brave the cold winter winds. It would be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity.

Fang Yun arrived while he was looking at his phone and slacking off.

Fang Yun put her bag on the desk, sat down in her office chair, and turned to look at Chen Wensheng: "I feel like you're acting strange."

Chen Wensheng stopped playing on his phone and turned to look at Fang Yun: "Why would you say that?"

"Yesterday, you experienced the destruction of the famous painting 'Autumn in the Frontier,' and on top of all the other outrageous events that happened before, don't you realize there's something wrong with you?" Fang Yun asked rhetorically.

Chen Wensheng was startled, but his dream was too bizarre for him to tell anyone. So he awkwardly laughed and replied, "It's all just a coincidence. You could say I'm lucky, or you could say I'm unlucky and just happened to encounter these absurd things."

"Why is it that only you encounter these things, while other reporters don't?"

"Um... I don't know either." Chen Wensheng felt that Fang Yun's question had startled him a bit, and he didn't know how to answer.

"You don't need to be so reserved." Fang Yun forced a smile onto his thin face. "What I mean is, your ability to spot trending news is far superior to mine. I'm under a lot of pressure to meet my sales targets. In the coming days, could you help me pick out a few news stories that will help me generate revenue?"

Hearing this, Chen Wensheng finally relaxed and said with a smile, "I can't guarantee that the interview topics I choose will be popular. Are you sure you want me to choose for you? What if the interview I choose for you doesn't make any splash?"

"I trust your judgment. Even if the topic you choose doesn't become popular, I will accept the result gladly."

"Since you've put it that way, it wouldn't be right for me to keep making excuses. I'll randomly pick a news topic for you."

Chen Wensheng picked up the mouse and started searching aimlessly in the company's theme library.

He had always felt that Fang Yun was a very strange person, both in terms of physical appearance and inner personality, he was very different from ordinary people.

He was reluctant to deal with Fang Yun, but he wasn't good at directly refusing people, so he could only give Fang Yun a perfunctory reply.

Chen Wensheng pretended to be very serious as he selected topics from the company's resource library.

After browsing for a few minutes, he came across a topic about a reasoning game.

Since he was just trying to appease Fang Yun, he simply said, "I think this mystery game topic is very interesting. Why don't you give it a try?"

Fang Yun searched on his computer, browsed through the articles carefully, and then frowned, saying, "This topic is from last week and has already been reported by other media outlets. It probably doesn't have much value for further reporting, right?"

"As I just said, the fact that my interviews became popular is all due to my luck. My luck may not be able to be passed on to others, so if you feel it's not appropriate, then don't believe me." Chen Wensheng shrugged and spread his hands.

Fang Yun gritted her teeth and said, "I trust you. I'll go and prepare the interview direction for this topic."

"I'm just a lucky player. You don't need to insist on believing in me. It wouldn't be good if it wasted a lot of your time," Chen Wensheng advised.

"I don't have any direction myself, so I'll just give your news topic a try."

Fang Yun began gathering information and downloaded the deduction game to his phone.

She started browsing through the content of the mystery games, and then she discovered that most of these mystery games used real criminal cases from the past.

"This..." Fang Yun was completely shocked.