[future] conspiracy

After finishing a few manuscripts that needed to be delivered tomorrow, he picked up Yue Feng's copy.

To be honest, Yue Feng’s application has a lot of questions, more descriptions of emotional tendencies, and less facts. This type of application is very difficult to pass in the LMPB because it is too subjective. The LMPB's data review department requires applicants to provide several events that are easy to review and verify, but in Yue Feng's application form, there are too few such details.

After these two days of communication, he knew something about the brothers and sisters of the Yue family, so he could make some changes.

But after changing it for a while, I found that it still didn't work. Many things only happened between their siblings, and there were no witnesses, which was not conducive to the LMPB's evidence collection review.

No way, the application form was put on hold again.

He waited until nine o'clock in the evening, but Yue Feng still didn't come and didn't contact him.

Sander was hungry, so he put his luggage in his satchel again, hung a sign off work on the door, and went home.

He lost the interest in cooking by himself, so he went to the restaurant downstairs to eat again.

Seeing him coming, the proprietress directly asked, "Same as usual?"

"Add a marinated egg for the puppy." Sander found a table and sat down. "By the way, let me bring a bowl of water."

"Puppy?" The proprietress walked around and saw the puppy in his satchel, "You raised this?"

"Yeah, boring, raising a dog to adjust life."

The proprietress stared at him and Lailai, and smiled strangely.

"What are you laughing at?" Sander was puzzled.

"Single." The proprietress pointed at him, and someone pointed, "Dog. Single dog."

Sander: "..."

"Hahahaha!" The surrounding guests roared with laughter.

Sander patted the table: "Can you still have a happy meal!"

"Yes, here we come." The proprietress twisted her waist and shouted to the kitchen, "Big bowl of beef noodles, add two eggs, two pieces of dried tofu and two meatballs."

Sander looked up: "Huh? I didn't ask for so much."

The proprietress laughed: "Single dog benefits."

Sander: "..."

It was unknown, so I barked a few times, sniffed the smell of the restaurant's food, and circled around merrily.

Sander patted it on the head: "You little white-eyed wolf!"

"Wang woo..."

Eating the welfare dinner given by the proprietress, Sander had mixed feelings.What happened recently? People around him suddenly seemed to be concerned about his single status. Could it be that it was not autumn but spring?Or is the matchmaker virus starting to spread?

Randomly guessing, Sander didn't know how to eat, but he came here to eat happily, licking the water with his tongue and nibbling on the meatballs.

It was still young, Sander was afraid that it would vomit if it ate too much meat, so Sander stopped it halfway.

Lai Lai screamed miserably, and was stuffed into his satchel and taken away.

I was not happy when I came home, so I just hid under the coffee table and ignored him.

"I've lost my temper..." Sander rolled his eyes, ignored him, and turned on the TV to do housework.

Before going to sleep, he came and ran into his room again, jumping around to go to bed.

Sander didn't want to get used to it: "Sleep on the ground."

Come and call aggrievedly.

Sander slept on his back.

After a while, the communicator rang, and he answered it casually: "Hello?"

Yue Feng's voice came low: "Sleeping?"

The young man's voice usually has a bit of youthful innocence, but in the middle of the night, it sounds a bit low and tender in the communicator.

"Hmm... just fell asleep." Sander couldn't help but yawned, not noticing that the other party didn't call him Mr. Sander this time.

"Sorry, I'm too busy today, so I can't make it in time."

"It's okay, you are busy."

Yue Feng paused for a moment, and when he heard his low and hoarse sleeping sound, he said, "Then go to sleep, and we'll see you tomorrow. Good night."

Sander casually replied, "Good night."

Yue Feng hung up the phone, Sander was in a daze, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, he vaguely remembered that he answered a call last night, but he forgot who it was. He looked at the communicator and realized it was Yue Feng.

Although he didn't quite remember what he said, he didn't take it to heart, it wasn't important after all.

In the afternoon, Yue Feng came early before four o'clock.

This time he walked into the store wearing a jacket, sneakers, shoulders hunched, and a baseball cap on his head.

He greeted with a smile brighter than the sun: "Good afternoon, Mr. Sander."

Sander was dazed by the smile on his face for a moment before responding dully: "Good afternoon. It's so early today?"

"Well, I finished work early today." Yue Feng sat opposite him and asked him, "The sister next door saw me laughing all the time, what's wrong?"

Sander raised his forehead: "Don't pay attention to her, crazy."

Yue Feng smiled, didn't know what happened between them, and didn't ask.

Sander quickly got to the point: "I changed some of the content today, but found that the review details were missing, so let's talk about some real content today."

"The real situation?" Yue Feng was surprised.

"I mean, events that are convenient for the LMPB to review the application content, such as evidence that you were hospitalized with grief after the death of your sister, and suffered mental shock. Have you ever had a hospitalization record or a medical record issued by a doctor?"

"Yes, when I just learned that my sister passed away, I passed out on the spot due to the blow and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, but I woke up soon."

"This is not okay. This is a normal emotional expression of a person facing the death of a loved one." Sander guided, "Is there any longer-term and more serious physical or psychological abnormalities?"

Yue Feng was silent for a moment, seemingly hesitating.

Sander: "What?"

"When I learned that the other party was acquitted, I once... tried to avenge my sister, but was stopped by NTTC classmates. During that time, my mental state was very bad, and the doctor in the school infirmary suggested that the school put me and other The classmates lived in isolation, afraid that I would hurt others impulsively. Then I lived in a dormitory by myself and couldn’t sleep every day. About a week later... I committed suicide.”

Sander frowned, but he was not surprised.

Yue Feng took the initiative to stretch out his hand, revealing the old wound on the wrist of his left hand. The scar on the incision was still ugly and ferocious after many years, and it hadn't faded much.

"I was rescued in time and received psychological counseling for two years."

Sander said steadily: "This is beneficial to the application. The dual impact of physical and mental will get the sympathy of the review officers and reviewers. The longer period and recorded content are also convenient for LMPB personnel to review the materials."

Yue Feng nodded, retracted his wrist, and the scar was hidden by the sleeve of his jacket, so he couldn't see it.

Sander buried himself in a few notes, and suddenly asked, "Do you have self-abuse or violence tendencies?"

Yue Feng froze for a moment, then hurriedly shook his head: "No, I committed suicide that time just on impulse...I..."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Sander smiled, "I'm just making a routine inquiry, I hope you don't mind."

"……fine."

Then Sander asked a few more questions and kept taking notes.

"One last question, is your sister mentally ill or violent?"

As soon as this question came up, Yue Feng glared at him fiercely: "How could my sister be such a person?"

Compared to his loss of control, Sander was extremely calm: "Your sister wanted to kill the other party and carried out the kidnapping. Not only me, the court and LMPB will also consider this factor. Yue Feng, you need to answer me truthfully."

Yue Feng roared: "No!"

Sander was not frightened by him, but wrote the words "no mental illness and violent tendencies" on the paper, and reminded him without raising his head: "Yue Feng, you should know that every word you say In one sentence, everything will be considered in the revision of the content, if you give me wrong information, then the credibility of the content of this application form will also be compromised."

Yue Feng was anxious: "Are you doubting me?"

"No, I'm just giving my client the necessary tips."

Yue Feng's eyebrows were tightly knit together, and the corners of his mouth were turned down, looking very dissatisfied.

Sander sorted out the application form and the newly added materials, and finally agreed to look at him: "Okay, today's conversation is here. I'm going to get off work, see you tomorrow."

Yue Feng didn't move, but looked directly at him, a little aggrieved: "Mr. Sand, are you angry with me today?"

Sander opened his mouth wide: "Ah? Why are you angry?"

"Because I didn't come here on time last night..." Yue Feng was very concerned, "But you didn't blame me when I called last night."

Sander smiled bitterly.After all, he is a child, and he only cares about trivial matters. He shook his head helplessly: "I don't blame you. This is how I usually work. If you don't like me, there is nothing you can do."

"No……"

"what?"

"I don't like it." Yue Feng opened his eyes wider, "I like Mr. Sander's work attitude, very serious."

Sander held his breath for a moment because of his weird pause, and immediately laughed when he heard the second half of the sentence: "I'm a professional salesman."

Yue Feng also laughed along with him, but no matter how you looked at it, it was a bit forced.

He wanted to stay for a while longer, but Sander had already started packing his things and getting ready to leave work. He had no choice but to stand outside the door procrastinatingly, wondering if he should find an excuse to strike up a conversation.

With his back to the door, Sander cleaned up the table and tea sets and snacks for guests, with a gloomy face.

Yue Feng lied to him today.

From Yue Feng's description, it can be seen that although he was young at the time, his mental state had already given the doctors in the school infirmary a sense of crisis, and suggested that he should be isolated for accommodation. Physicians in NTTC are A-level geniuses. What kind of people have they never seen before? How could they propose to let a 12-year-old child stay in isolation because of the trauma of a relative's death?

However, Yue Feng committed suicide a few weeks later, which shows that his mental state has become so dark that he has no love for life. NTTC is very concerned about the state of every student. How can it let the mental state of its own students deteriorate to this point?Didn't the doctors in the infirmary give any treatment and help?This is absolutely impossible.

So the problem still lies with Yue Feng.

Sander suspects that Yue Feng has hidden violent tendencies.

The words "violent tendencies" seem to have nothing to do with the shy and introverted boy outside the door, but Sander has seen too many people, and he knows that a person's appearance does not represent his heart.Yue Feng just looks harmless to humans and animals, it doesn't mean he really has a pure nature.

He wanted to find a few details from the details he had been in contact with these days to verify this conjecture, but his mind was full of his wide-open eyes when he blushed, his eyelashes fluttering when he tilted his head slightly, and his naive attitude of hugging and kissing. , only when the two talked about his sister, he occasionally showed fierce eyes and troublesome stubbornness.

Am I wrong?Sander doubted himself.

He really didn't want to believe that a boy who blushed easily even when he greeted him had violent tendencies.