Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1333 - 243

This long-distance ride didn't feel tiring. After all, it's our own little pickup, and everyone can take turns lying flat in the truck bed to sleep. They're used to rough and wild experiences, so the slight bumps of the vehicle don't affect their sleep quality at all.

Moreover, with Tan Wenbin in the car, the daytime heat and dust on the provincial road were covered by the chill emanating from him. The car kept moving, preventing any long-term accumulation of Yin energy as would happen in a sealed room. This kept the "air conditioning" at just the right temperature.

At one point, they took a detour to avoid getting too close to Fengdu, intentionally keeping a safe distance from Emperor Fengdu.

Li Zhiyuan had promised the Great Emperor that he would soon "return to his roots and acknowledge his master."

But this time, they left in a hurry without preparing a proper gift for acknowledging a master. Showing up empty-handed would not only break etiquette but also show disrespect to the Great Emperor.

So, they'll have to wait for next time.

Upon arriving in Rong City, there was no time to immediately experience the "youth should not enter Shu" flavors, as they pressed the gas pedal further, heading straight to Dujiangyan.

Compared to the size and population of Rong City, Dujiangyan feels more like a county town.

Leaving the Rong City plains and coming here, you can look around and see clouds and mountains like ink paintings, possessing both the grandeur of Chuanyu and the gentle elegance of Jiangnan.

One might even say this city itself is a painting unfurling in all directions. As people walk through the city, it's as if they're traveling within a painting.

Lin Shuyou said, "I've noticed, it seems like every place's scenery is better than Nantong's."

Yin Meng chimed in, "Congratulations, you've finally realized it."

The car stopped at the entrance of the guesthouse.

"Let's check-in first, go in for a shower, and change clothes," Li Zhiyuan pointed to an old-fashioned hot pot restaurant next door, "then come down to eat."

Tan Wenbin said, "I'll go order the food first."

The others were dusty from the journey, but Tan Wenbin hardly broke a sweat along the way.

Yin Meng reminded, "No mandarin duck hot pot!"

Tan Wenbin replied, "Okay."

Lin Shuyou pushed Tan Wenbin to the hot pot restaurant and then ran back to the guesthouse for a shower.

It was the afternoon, still early for dinner time, so there were no customers in the restaurant, just the owner and a few waitress aunties playing mahjong.

Suddenly seeing a disabled person in a wheelchair come to their shop for hot pot, the owner was so touched that he immediately left the mahjong table, picked up the menu, and personally attended to him.

Tan Wenbin leaned on the wheelchair, took the menu and pen, and started checking off items.

"Handsome, choose the soup base first."

"Mandarin duck hot pot."

"We don't have mandarin duck hot pot here; do you want a nine-compartment pot?"

"Okay."

"How spicy do you want it?"

"Very spicy."

"Medium or very spicy?"

"Extremely spicy."

"Got it, let's do it."

The others came out of the guesthouse one by one, and the hot pot was already boiling. The owner thoughtfully helped the disabled person cook the ingredients.

Though the spice level was high, the others could handle it. Yin Meng was especially happy, chewing while twisting her waist on the bench.

"Hiss... ha..."

Lin Shuyou was sweating profusely as he gulped down bottles of soy milk one after another.

His eyes were obviously red, and tears were flowing, yet he kept saying, "Not spicy, I can handle it, no problem."

After eating, Li Zhiyuan assigned tasks.

Run Sheng and Yin Meng were to take Tan Wenbin for a walk around the outskirts of Qingcheng Mountain, using their sensing skills to preliminarily locate a particular Taoist temple; meanwhile, Li Zhiyuan and Lin Shuyou would report to their internship unit.

The pickup was driven away by Yin Meng and the others, while Li Zhiyuan and Ah You hailed a rickshaw.

By the time they arrived at the unit's entrance, it was already dusk. However, they had made arrangements in advance, and they were told they could come anytime as someone would be on duty.

Li Zhiyuan took Lin Shuyou to the office to submit their identification documents, and a young man named Xiao Liu received them. While verifying the documents, a middle-aged man walked into the office.

The man had slightly long and oily hair with natural waves.

This look seemed more suited for someone in the arts rather than engineering.

After sizing them up, he skeptically asked, "Just you two were sent here?"

Xiao Liu got up to introduce, explaining that the man was Wu Xin, a mid-level manager here with significant authority.

Wu Xin scratched his head and grumbled, expecting experienced and capable people to be sent to oversee things, only to find two rookies.

Li Zhiyuan asked directly, "Where is the person who got into trouble?"

Wu Xin replied, "In the hospital."

Li Zhiyuan said, "Take me to see them now."

Wu Xin agreed, and after he agreed, he was stunned, wondering why he agreed so readily. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Xiao Liu said, "Director Wu, the paperwork is done, you can take them to get familiar with our work environment now."

Wu Xin nodded, waved Li Zhiyuan and Lin Shuyou over, and led them outside to a three-seater motorcycle.

The motorcycle engine was loud, and Wu Xin drove quickly. Several times while making turns, Li Zhiyuan felt like the wheels would lift off the ground and the bike would tip over since he was in the machine gun seat.

Upon entering the hospital gates, the bike didn't stop but went around the outpatient and inpatient buildings to the back, where there was a Western-style building enclosed by a yard.

Wu Xin said, "It used to be a military sanatorium, but after it was removed, it became part of the hospital."

This seemed to be the hospital's area for housing special patients.

The security guard recognized Wu Xin, and even before the motorcycle reached, the barrier was lifted. Wu Xin greeted the guard and rode the motorcycle inward until they reached the entrance of the Western-style building and stopped.

Entering through the door, there was a small office desk with a visitor registration form on it, but no one was sitting there guarding it. Wu Xin didn't bother with it and led the two to the third floor.