I can dream about my own death.

Nothing particularly noteworthy happened over the next three days.

As always, Chen Wensheng continued to have that dream about death.

Twenty years later, he went up to the 104th floor of the company building, opened the heavy blast door, and was so frightened that he committed suicide.

Before or after get off work, he would spend some time at Xu Xiaoqi's place, bringing her some daily necessities.

After several days of contact, Chen Wensheng discovered a terrifying truth.

That is, although Xu Xiaoqi is only seven years old, she has an exceptionally high IQ, knows a lot of things, and is even more capable than most adults.

Chen Wensheng even suspected that her intelligence, which far exceeded that of her peers, might be due to a congenital physical defect.

Today is Sunday, Chen Wensheng's only day off during the week.

He promised Xu Xiaoqi that he would go with her to visit her father, Xu Pingshi, in the detention center.

Because Xu Xiaoqi has a serious heart condition, he also cannot let her take the crowded bus with him.

He, who usually wouldn't spend money on a taxi, made an unprecedented decision this time to take one to the detention center.

After arriving at the detention center, the two were taken to a closed room by staff.

Two minutes later, Xu Pingshi was led into the room by two staff members.

Xu Pingshi was wearing an orange vest. Since he had only committed dangerous driving and had no prior criminal record of intentionally causing harm, he was not handcuffed or shackled.

After the father and daughter met, Xu Pingshi gently hugged his daughter Xu Xiaoqi and then gently let go, afraid of hurting his fragile daughter.

"Xiaoqi, have you been taking your medicine on time these past few days? Are you feeling uncomfortable being home alone all by yourself?"

Xu Xiaoqi replied blankly, "I've been taking my medicine on time, and this older brother comes to see me every day. I'm doing fine."

"That's good, that's good!" Xu Pingshi's worry instantly disappeared, and he revealed a long-lost smile.

"Dad, you don't need to worry about me. I can take care of myself," Xu Xiaoqi replied calmly.

Chen Wensheng felt that Xu Xiaoqi was particularly strange. How could she say anything without any emotional fluctuation?

The father and daughter talked for quite a while before stopping.

Xu Pingshi turned to Chen Wensheng and bowed deeply: "Mr. Chen, thank you for your help."

Chen Wensheng immediately smiled and declined, "No need, no need, I was just helping out as much as I could."

Xu Pingshi turned to look at his daughter again, and said with a smile, "Xiaoqi, go outside and wait for a moment. I have something to say to Mr. Chen."

"I want to hear it," Xu Xiaoqi said.

"What we're talking about is for adults. You're too young to listen. Go outside and wait, sweetie!" Xu Pingshi gently patted his daughter's head.

Xu Xiaoqi turned around and slowly walked out of the room.

Chen Wensheng asked with a puzzled look, "Excuse me, is there anything you want to say to me?"

Xu Pingshi took two steps forward, came to Chen Wensheng's side, and said in a low voice, "What I want to say is that the brakes of that dump truck were tampered with. I was framed, which led to this accident. I reported this to the traffic police, but it wasn't recorded. The traffic police insisted that I was shirking responsibility."

Chen Wensheng slowly turned his head, looking at Xu Pingshi in disbelief: "Are you telling the truth?"

"What I said is true. I may not be able to get out this time, so I would like to ask you to take good care of my daughter." Xu Pingshi sighed.

"You say the brakes were tampered with, what evidence do you have?" Chen Wensheng really wanted to know the cause and effect of the dump truck overturning at the intersection.

If he hadn't had a dream the night before the car accident, he would have been one of the victims.

"Evidence?" Xu Pingshi pondered for a moment. "When I pressed the brake pedal, it felt noticeably lighter than before. Would that count as evidence?"

"This is just your personal feeling and cannot be taken as actual evidence."

"I've been driving that dump truck for almost five years. I know exactly what it feels like to step on the brakes. The brakes have definitely been tampered with, otherwise they wouldn't have that light, floaty feel."

"I see." Chen Wensheng nodded. "I heard from your daughter that a wealthy man asked you for a favor before, and he offered you a considerable reward, but you firmly refused. Could you tell me more about this?"

"The truck's brakes failed this time, which may have a lot to do with that rich man, but that rich man is very powerful in Changfeng City. This is my own problem, and I don't want to cause you any burden." Xu Pingshi only wanted Chen Wensheng to help take care of his daughter, and didn't want to trouble Chen Wensheng with anything else.

Chen Wensheng wanted to know the root cause of the dump truck overturning at the intersection, hoping to use this as a breakthrough to see if there was any necessary connection between his dream and reality.

Then, Chen Wensheng threatened with a serious expression, "If you don't tell me the truth, I will never see your daughter again. You'd better watch out."

Xu Ping sighed twice and said, "Wang Qinghe, the general manager of Tenglong Building Materials Company. In the middle of last month, he contacted me saying he could find a suitable heart for my daughter and cover all surgical and rehabilitation costs. But he had one condition: he wanted half of my daughter's liver removed. I was furious when I heard that and immediately refused Wang Qinghe. Later, Wang Qinghe contacted me several more times, offering increasingly higher prices, but I firmly refused each time. Then, this month, the brake failure happened."

"Wang Qinghe?" Chen Wensheng immediately took out his phone and searched for this person. He found that this person was the largest building materials supplier in Changfeng City and had in-depth cooperation with major real estate companies in the city.

He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Li Yucheng's two colleagues a few days ago. Xue Mingzheng, the chairman of the large real estate company Xue Group, was suffering from liver failure and had not yet found a suitable liver donor.

Wang Qinghe's Tenglong Building Materials Company has close business ties with the Xue Group. Could there be any connection between these three companies?

Chen Wensheng frowned slightly and asked, "May I ask what your daughter's blood type is?"

"Rh negative blood type".

"Is it that extremely rare Rh-negative blood type?"

"Yes! With technology so advanced now, finding a heart match isn't as difficult as you might think. If my daughter didn't have the rare Rh-negative blood type, we would have found a suitable heart donor and given her a transplant long ago." Xu Pingshi's mood became even more dejected.

"I will take good care of your daughter. I have no other questions, so I'll be leaving now."

Having guessed the cause and effect, Chen Wensheng forcibly suppressed his emotions and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.