Soul Patch

Chapter 159 The Vanished Call Log

Li Shiman's fingers casually traced the desk. She had intended to walk around it and sit down, but after hearing Wenjie's words, she stopped and leaned against the edge of the desk. This posture accentuated her shapely figure, making her both charming and alluring.

Her slender fingers hovered over the edge of the pen holder on the table, gently stroking the protruding base as she softly asked, "Mr. Wen, what makes you say that?"

Wenjie's gaze lingered for a moment on her fingers as she fiddled with the pen holder, finding her little gesture rather cute.

These once vibrant and skillful hands will, in just a few hours, become stiff and pale as their owner dies…

Since the system came into existence, the frequent switching between life and death has made Wenjie think of completely different scenes when he looks at the scene before him.

It's like cutting reality in half, presenting it to you as cruelty, calamity, suffering, and destruction.

This feeling of being brutally severed tormented him, especially on a mental level.

Just then, a small yellow pill popped into her mind... She remembered the pills her mother had forced her to take, and she'd check the main ingredients of that thing later.

Li Shiman seemed to sense his downward gaze as well. She smiled slightly, bent her fingers slightly, and reached forward to touch the internal telephone.

He skillfully dialed four numbers, held the phone for a while, and sighed with some doubt, "My assistant didn't answer the phone. I was going to ask her how her interview went!"

When Wenjie heard that his assistant wasn't there, a bad feeling welled up in his heart again.

He took two steps forward, came to Li Shiman's side, leaned over and pressed the hang-up button on the phone with one hand, while holding the phone receiver in Li Shiman's hand with the other.

With a gentle tug, he gripped the receiver in his hand and pressed it directly onto the phone.

"you……"

Li Shiman was slightly taken aback. Wenjie held up a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet.

She quieted down and waited for Mr. Wen's explanation.

Wenjie showed no intention of speaking and went back to sit on the sofa.

She walked around the desk and sat down in the chair. She never asked about things that others didn't want to talk about.

The atmosphere in the room became somewhat strange. She glanced at the time: 11:15, and slowly asked, "Does Xiaowen always eat at the staff cafeteria for lunch?"

Oh right, it's almost lunchtime!

Wenjie glanced outside the office area, seemingly imagining the chaotic scene in the staff canteen. Who knows, someone might rush out and slash Li Shiman, who was taken to the hospital and died from excessive blood loss around 4 PM.

He pondered for a moment, a hint of anticipation appearing on his face, and said, "I'd like to invite Mr. Li to lunch. I wonder if Mr. Li would be so kind as to accept?"

Li Shiman's job obviously requires her to come into contact with more people than ordinary employees, including all sorts of people.

A woman with such outstanding temperament and appearance as her would attract suitors wherever she went. Therefore, she was well aware of the various ways boys would try to woo her.

If a man keeps showing up in your office for no apparent reason, it's already a bit ambiguous. If he then asks you out to dinner, it further confirms that ambiguity.

Recalling what Xiao Wen had said as soon as he entered the room: "You're in danger," Li Shiman couldn't help but overthink:

Could that be a hint? The subtext being that Xiaowen is always pursuing her?

The reason for this speculation is that when her current boyfriend was pursuing her, he said: "You're in trouble... You stole my heart, you'd better deal with it!"

She maintained a faint smile: "Ms. Wen, I have a boyfriend."

"Um"

Wenjie, being a straight man, doesn't have the same delicate and meticulous thinking patterns as girls, and he certainly wouldn't think that having a meal requires so much consideration.

He seemed a little distracted, and gave a casual "hmm" to indicate that he had heard.

At that moment, the camera he had just seen in the elevator flashed through his mind. He wondered if the surveillance footage from the administration department could record the situation in the general manager's office.

Surveillance video?

Why haven't the surveillance videos requested by the front end been sent over yet?

He frowned, picked up the intercom on the table, and without looking up, simply said in a muffled voice, "Can I borrow the phone?"

What were you doing in the meeting room just now?

The two people said these two sentences almost at the same time.

Seeing that Xiao Wen was stunned, Li Shiman chuckled and gestured for him to leave.

It means, if you're using the internal phone line, don't hesitate to ask.

Wenjie paused for a moment, put down the phone, and turned to stare at Li Shiman: "How did you know I went to the meeting room?"

Li Shiman was also taken aback, then smiled and said, "I don't know. I saw you coming from the negotiation room. Maybe you went to the C office area."

Upon hearing Li Shiman's words, Wenjie's doubts were not dispelled. Instead, he frowned and asked, "You were just seeing Lawyer Zhang off. Did you see me coming from the direction of the meeting room?"

"Yes! Is there a problem?"

Wenjie was completely dumbfounded!

What's going on? I just came down the stairs from the 20th floor, and when I opened the fire door in the corridor, I saw Li Shiman and Zhang Meng.

He glanced at his watch and his eyes were immediately glued to it; the hour and minute hands showed 11:16.

When I was in the meeting room with Xue Xiaowan, it was clearly 11:10, and the two of us talked for a long time afterwards.

After receiving the call, he went upstairs, then downstairs, said goodbye to Zhang Meng, and returned to Li Shiman's office...

All of this was done in 6 minutes?

how can that be possible.

It takes a minute just to walk from the elevator to Charmaine's office.

"Did you glance at the time before we talked about lunch?"

Wenjie asked out of the blue.

Seeing Xiao Wen's puzzled expression and deep thought, Li Shiman, who was busy with work group chat on her phone, casually replied, "Yeah."

"What time is it?"

"Hmm?" Li Shiman looked up at the young CEO Wen, pondered for a moment, and realized that he was asking what time it was when she checked her watch.

"11:15"

The timing was perfect; she remembered it clearly.

Wenjie slowly took two steps back, sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and began to search through the call log.

Immediately afterwards, he sat on the sofa staring blankly at his phone, as if he had seen a ghost.

Because there were no incoming calls in the phone's call log in the last hour.

But I really did receive a call from Wen Tianyi, and then I hurriedly said goodbye to Xue Xiaowan and ran to the 20th floor!

What exactly is going on?

Was it just my imagination that the assistant had "come back to life" and appeared in the general manager's office area?

Wenjie picked up the internal phone and dialed the front desk again. As soon as the other party answered, he hurriedly asked into the phone, "Have the police arrived?"

"Uh..." The receptionist was startled. After calming down, she said, "The police arrived ten minutes ago and should be on the 20th floor now. Mr. Wen, is there something you need?"

(End of this chapter)