Who Was More Extravagant

On the way back to the Club, Wenren Sheng was still sitting in the front passenger seat. He had pulled out a laptop fixed in front of the passenger seat and, with his eyes closed, was rapidly typing up a report.

In the back seat, Zhao Han had turned to speak with Xu Yunshuang, her tone rather excited.

"I never expected the truth behind it to be so moving—the wife wanted her husband to improve himself, so she deliberately provoked him with her words. He misunderstood her and, under the interference of Alien Power, committed an illegal act. Yet after enduring so many hardships, the two reconciled as before and put aside their past grievances, while the wife waited at home for her husband to return."

As she spoke, she wrote in her notebook.

Just then, a low laugh came from the front passenger seat.

"Teacher Wenren..." Zhao Han drew out the words, sounding slightly coquettish. "Is there something wrong with my summary?"

Wenren Sheng neither turned around nor opened his eyes, merely continuing to type his report. "Innocence is actually a very good quality. I hope all my friends are like that..."

"Uh, I feel like you're mocking me," Zhao Han said resentfully, then turned to Xu Yunshuang. "Senior, do you think I was wrong?"

"Mhm." Xu Yunshuang twirled a strand of her silver hair and smiled faintly, her beautiful profile serene. "Our line of work is quite similar to ordinary investigations. What people say isn't all that important. The key is to look at what they have done and what evidence they have left behind."

Zhao Han understood a little, yet still did not quite understand.

It seemed Xu Yunshuang was reminding her that they had not found any evidence just now. But Wenren Sheng had clearly told Inspector Liu that He Sancai's situation had basically been figured out.

Sigh, being a rookie really was a headache. It was all Uncle's fault. He had not taken the time to train her beforehand and had just thrown her straight into the field. It would be strange if she did not embarrass herself...

When she got back, she would sneak out his Investigation Diary and take a look.

With that thought, she looked around. Wu Shanshan was still driving behind them, and her expression seemed even colder... But then Zhao Han noticed something else that interested her.

She quietly asked Xu Yunshuang, "Teacher can type reports with his eyes closed? That's amazing. I can touch-type too, but I can't correct typos in time, and after typing for a while, my train of thought gets muddled. I don't even know what I wrote earlier."

"Teacher's Extraordinary Memory has been rated above advanced level. The report is typed in his mind. Watch his keyboard strokes. Do you notice anything?" Xu Yunshuang answered patiently.

Zhao Han watched carefully. After a while, she said in mild surprise, "Teacher seems to only be using the number keys..."

"That's right. He uses the Area Code Input Method, an encoding method where a four-digit number corresponds to a Chinese character or symbol. It is also called an area code. This method assigns one code to each character, making it extremely difficult to memorize and of no practical use to Ordinary People. But it makes it convenient to enter special symbols and rare characters, and it is very fast." Xu Yunshuang explained.

"So that's how it is. Once you enter the Mysterious Realm, there really are differences from Ordinary People everywhere," Zhao Han said excitedly. "Oh, I remember now. Senior has also mastered Extraordinary Memory. No wonder you can recall all sorts of materials so effortlessly."

Xu Yunshuang shook her head. "I'm still far from that level. To reach Teacher's standard, I would need at least three more years of hard training."

As the two talked, they unknowingly returned to Meilong Building. They stopped downstairs rather than entering the parking garage, and Wu Shanshan's red sports car pulled up right beside them.

Zhao Han checked her phone and found that it was only 1:50. In other words, they had left the classroom at noon and resolved an incident in less than two hours. Even anime did not move this fast...

"Wait for me a little longer. The report is almost finished. I'll take you to eat afterward, and then I'll head home," Wenren Sheng suddenly said.

"Uh..." Zhao Han stared at him in astonishment and could not help asking, "It's not even two yet. Teacher, are you leaving work early?"

"It's not early. Teacher Wenren's work efficiency is usually more than twice that of other people, so he only works four hours on weekdays. Today even counts as overtime... He also uses his lunch break to work. It's really very hard on him," Xu Yunshuang said with complete seriousness.

Zhao Han was instantly speechless. She immediately started counting on her fingers. She had met him at nine in the morning, and it would be two in the afternoon—five hours in total. Subtracting the one-hour lunch break, that was exactly four hours!

Did he really have to calculate things so precisely? So he was the guy who got off work at two. Was this the bearing of a true master?

Not long afterward, she saw Wenren Sheng straighten up and say, "All right, the report is finished. It will be sent to Inspector Liu first thing tomorrow morning. Today's work is done."

Uh, that was it? Shouldn't they be working through the night until the problem was fully resolved? He had clearly said earlier that the matter was not over.

If they waited until tomorrow, would there not be more victims? And why would the report not be sent immediately? Why wait until tomorrow?

Zhao Han instinctively felt somewhat uncomfortable, but she did not say anything. Perhaps there was some special reason she did not know about. This profession was full of unknowns to her.

Just then, she saw Wu Shanshan lean down outside the front window and speak to Wenren Sheng.

"Wenren, I've reserved the private room. Same place as usual."

Wenren Sheng nodded and said to the driver, "Brother Li, take us to Xinyuan Restaurant."

"Mhm." The driver responded and started the car again, while Wu Shanshan stepped back and returned to her own car.

Zhao Han knew the place. It was a rather upscale restaurant nearby, where the average bill per person was between five hundred and a thousand. Her uncle had taken her there a few times, but she could not afford it herself...

After all, she was only a temporary host for an Alien Species, receiving a temporary allowance and still in training. She had no ability to take up an actual post yet.

Just like the Alien Power on He Sancai that had suddenly flared up earlier. She had been unable to deal with it and could only turn around and run. She believed he probably could not catch her.

Thinking about it that way, she had done nothing. It would have been one thing if she had merely tagged along, but she had even made a mistake. She did not deserve the meal.

So she decisively said, "I won't go. I'll just eat something at the Club cafeteria."

One more person meant several hundred more yuan. Wenren Sheng might be rich, and her uncle might be rich too, but that had nothing to do with her.

Xu Yunshuang pressed a hand over hers and smiled. "This is part of the internship too."

As they spoke, the car turned into a quiet garden complex. Behind a flowerbed lush with emerald bamboo, a green sign reading "Xinyuan Restaurant" came into view.

Wu Shanshan's sports car followed them inside and parked nearby.

After they got out and met up, a beautiful hostess with an eager smile led them through the dining hall, where hushed conversation and music surrounded them, and into a private room by the window on the second floor.

"Order whatever you want. Ladies first. I'm not picky about food..." Wenren Sheng generously handed over the menu.

"Of course you're not picky. You can even eat that kind of dark cuisine every day..." Wu Shanshan took the seat beside him first, gave a huff, and grabbed the menu.

"Listen to you. I'm promoting solidarity and supporting my colleagues... If no one ate it, wouldn't Xiao Qing be terribly upset?" Wenren Sheng said righteously.

"Yes, yes, you're the only good person in the Club," Wu Shanshan said unhappily. "I'll have the Braised Prawns in Oil, and this Cantonese roast goose."

Then came Xu Yunshuang. She ordered dry-pot crispy bamboo shoots and blanched choy sum.

Zhao Han received the menu last. She looked it over and over. Just as before, there was not a single dish under three hundred. She could only order the cheapest one, Stir-fried Celery.

Wenren Sheng took the menu last and casually remarked, "Girls really do have small appetites," before swiftly ordering another seven or eight dishes, three large plates of steamed dumplings, and a pot of Seaweed Abalone Soup.

Zhao Han was somewhat stunned. She calculated silently. There were more than fifteen items in total, which would probably cost five or six thousand yuan. This meal was far too expensive.

Of course, compared to some tycoons, it was nothing. They could easily spend tens of thousands on a single meal.

But thinking of how He Sancai had had such a huge fight with his wife over a mortgage for buying a house, ultimately causing such a major incident, she felt it deeply. In today's society, the gap between people was simply too great.

She subconsciously said, "Aren't we eating a little too extravagantly?"

"Hmph." Wu Shanshan glared at her. "What's extravagant about this? Do you know how many billionaires there are in the country?"

"I don't know. Maybe tens of thousands?" Zhao Han thought hard before offering a number.

"Last year's statistics put it at 63,500." Xu Yunshuang smiled and tried to smooth things over for her.

"Then do you know how many people it takes to produce one expert in the Mysterious Realm?" Wu Shanshan ignored Xu Yunshuang and continued asking.

"The ratio seems very low." Zhao Han vaguely understood what she meant.

"Less than one in a hundred thousand. Divine Land has 1.4 billion people, yet only a few thousand experts." Wu Shanshan said disdainfully.

Zhao Han still felt something was not quite right. It did not seem like the two could be compared so directly, but she did not want to continue arguing with the other woman. Whether she won or lost, a newcomer like her would still be the loser.

"All right, eat, eat. I normally wouldn't eat like this either. I only treat everyone after resolving an incident, because it can be reimbursed..." Wenren Sheng handed drinks to everyone.

Before long, the dishes were brought out one after another. The group began eating quietly, occasionally discussing matters in low voices.

Halfway through the meal, at around two thirty, Wenren Sheng received another call. As he listened, his expression gradually turned a little strange.

After putting down the phone, he said to the three women, "He Sancai's wife just bought a BMW worth 575,000 yuan..."