Mystery Makes Me Strong

As he said to Wang Wenwen, Wen Rensheng would not do it himself. After all, he could rely on the power of the Inspectorate, so why not?

Only the Inspectorate can handle this matter most appropriately.

And he could train his mysterious skills while waiting for the results of the investigation.

When the results of the investigation come out, maybe the task will be completed automatically without him moving a finger.

Many mysterious incidents in the past were resolved in this way.

So when the time came to Saturday and there was no news, Wen Rensheng was still not in a hurry.

He ate his breakfast leisurely and comfortably.

Zhao Han's cooking level has skyrocketed. This is all taught by Brother De, and "Extraordinary Memory" is not in vain.

Just someone is different.

Wu Liansong didn't care about breakfast, so he said to Wu Shanshan: "Shanshan, I bought you two tickets to the 'Forest House'. I didn't expect these tickets to be hard to buy, and I managed to ask someone to get them. Still the top two."

As he spoke, he showed off and took out two green and red attraction tickets and placed them on the dining table.

Wu Shanshan's eyes lit up, she took two tickets, said, "Thank you", and then stuffed one ticket into Wen Rensheng's hand as a matter of course.

"You should be fine today, right? You didn't go last time." She stared at Wen Rensheng and said.

Wen Rensheng could only ignore the resentful old Wu, nodded and said, "It's okay."

Zhao Han took everything into her eyes, and she quietly put a peeled boiled egg in Teacher Wu's bowl.

"No wonder everyone says other people's children are good..." Wu Liansong muttered in a low voice, and then silently stuffed the egg into his mouth under Wu Shanshan's deep gaze.

Only then did he want to understand why Wen Rensheng recommended this place on purpose before, it turned out that he was trying to trick himself.

Thinking of this, he glared at Wen Rensheng fiercely, biting the egg like biting the opponent's dog's head.

Who are you really working hard for?

After breakfast, everyone went to work.

…………

More than an hour later, Wen Rensheng and Wu Shanshan drove to the west of Dongshui City.

There is a large forest reserve in the west of the city, which is called "the lung of Dongshui City".

Some of the surrounding areas have been approved to be developed into tourist attractions, and the proceeds are used to maintain the protected area. After all, fire prevention and pest control require a lot of capital investment.

The "Forest House" is one of the famous scenic spots, which attracts a large number of curiosity hunters from all over the country every year.

What makes many people dissatisfied is that this attraction is only open once a week, and only dozens of tickets are sold each time, and the ticket price is extremely high.

Some people have condemned it many times, hoping that small profits but quick turnover will benefit everyone, but the management just doesn't adopt it and doesn't explain the reason.

Outside this forest reserve, there is an unnamed small river that winds around and finally flows into the Dongshui River.

On both sides of the nameless river, there are scattered villages, and the villagers often have farmhouses, mainly serving tourists from the city.

People from other places seldom live in the farmhouse here. After all, this is not a local specialty, it can be found in other places. Everyone who travels thousands of miles must come to see the unique scenery of Dongshui City.

The last time Zhao Han was in danger, it was in a nearby village.

Of course, the same danger could not happen to Wen Rensheng and the other two.

The two were standing outside the "Forest House" at this time, waiting in line for the attraction to open.

Because there are very few tickets sold, there are not many people in line, only a hundred or ten people, and the two of them lined up at the front of the line according to the numbers on the tickets.

Wen Rensheng scanned the surrounding scene, and there was a sparse maple forest nearby. Between the flaming maple trees is a long wooden corridor that runs through the maple forest.

The sights look simple from the outside.

There is a thick fog in the wooden corridor, and every other corridor, there is a wooden house the size of an ordinary person, extending into the depths of the woods, with no end in sight.

Outside the corridor, the weather is fine and sunny.

At this time, someone in the line waiting for the ticket to enter was looking at the scene ahead and whispering.

"It seems that this place is really a bit magical. There is fog in the corridor, but it is sunny outside. This trip should not be a bad one." A man in a white shirt said to his companion.

His companion, a man in a red coat, nodded and said: "Yes, a ticket costs 6,000 yuan, which is really expensive, comparable to a concert of a big-name star. If it weren't for the dedication of two boys, we wouldn't spend it. This is a waste of money. If you dare to trick me here, let’s see if I won’t smash the ticket checkpoint.”

"Haha, can't it be that some fog-making machine is in operation? It is said on the Internet that strange things happened here a long time ago, anyway, I don't believe it. If there are really strange things, dare to develop them into scenic spots?" Someone retorted.

The man in the white shirt and the man in the red coat looked at each other when they heard someone refute them, and then glared at that person fiercely.

"Who are you? Didn't you take your medicine today? How did you talk to us?"

"That's right, since you're so good at bragging, it happens that there are few people on our construction site, so go to work with us on Monday."

The person who refuted was scared immediately, and hid in the team and dared not speak again, no one knew who's details.

The man in the white shirt and the red jacket scolded each other and continued to express their opinions as if no one else was there.

More than ten minutes later, it was already 9 o'clock in the morning, and the ticket gates in the corridor finally opened, allowing everyone to line up to get in.

Wen Rensheng had heard of the name "Forest House" before, but he didn't have the time to go there.

The two were at the head of the line, and as soon as the ticket gate opened, it was his and Wu Shanshan's turn to check the tickets first.

Many people in the back row were looking at the two of them with envy in their eyes.

What a handsome couple.

The man in the white shirt glanced at the two of them, pretending to be unintentional, and said, "I heard it's scary inside."

"Yeah, if it's a man, you can find out if you walk here." The man in the red jacket responded.

Wen Rensheng was indifferent, but Wu Shanshan's eyes turned cold.

The two men felt cold and were a little surprised. They thought it was because they wore less clothes in autumn and didn't care.

Wen Rensheng handed the ticket to the ticket inspector.

The ticket inspector was an aunt in her thirties, and while checking tickets, she sized him up and down so badly that she almost got it in her eyes.

It wasn't until Wu Shanshan urged twice that the other party tore off their tickets in half and handed them back.

The two walked into the wooden corridor and were immersed in the mist.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, this place was a mysterious disaster site. It was suppressed and sealed off, and after decades of exhaustion, it was reopened." Wu Shanshan held his arm and never left.

Wen Rensheng sensed it, nodded and said: "There are still a few remnants now, and it will take a hundred years to completely exhaust them. The management of the scenic spot has an economic mind. With this little magic, and some toys, you can Make big money."

"Is this a 'mysterious economy'? I heard it's a popular concept in the last ten years." Wu Shanshan reached out and grabbed a cloud of mist, kneaded it into various shapes, and then threw it behind.

"Mysterious economy?"

Wen Rensheng couldn't help but think of the illusion of the game that he had just experienced, which is the truly powerful mysterious economy.

It's just that it has gone too far. The purpose of the developers behind the scenes is neither to make money nor to serve the public.

In contrast, this mysterious scenic spot that is open regularly and only used by a small number of high-end consumers has been verified for a long time and is harmless to ordinary people. Instead, it is more suitable as a model of the "mysterious economy".