I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

Chapter 18: 18. Remains (Seeking readership!)

The ninth-floor hallway.

Xu Wen sat gracefully on the bench, gazing at the sign across from him that read "Director's Office."

This new director had a shorter tenure than most of the hospital staff. He was appointed a year and a half ago when the previous director retired. However, the vice directors not only had no complaints about the new leader's arrival but also showed considerable respect.

The current director rarely appeared in public, so Xu Wen had never actually met him. All he knew was that the director was a man around thirty-five years old. If it weren't necessary to get his approval for the new treatment plan, Xu Wen might never have had the chance to meet him.

Ma En's request wasn't really a problem. Normally, if he wanted to prevent Ma En from being discharged, he would have to confront both the company and this ability user with unknown strength. Any rational person would never do such a stupid thing.

But unfortunately, Ma En didn't fully recognize the situation.

It's not his fault, after all, not everyone can imagine what they are about to do.

Victor Sanatorium has a special characteristic: staff and patients cannot attack each other. Anyone attempting to violate this rule will be subject to unknown punishment.

Therefore, Ma En doesn't have to worry about any staff overstepping their boundaries, and Xu Wen isn't afraid that he will really use his telekinesis to twist his head off. This is the premise for the smooth transaction between the two.

But unfortunately, the ability users who were restrained in the past did not have the identity that Xu Wen possesses now.

He is an expert in psychology and psychiatry.

A significant portion of modern mental illness treatments come with various side effects. In the era when Victor Sanatorium was first established, most treatments had strong side effects, but doctors at that time were still able to use them on patients.

Therefore, he can also present what he originally wanted to do as a treatment plan. Most importantly, it can indeed cure the patients—though not in the way they expect.

Click.

An old man with white hair walked out of the office, glancing strangely at Xu Wen:

"Go in."

"Okay," Xu Wen stood up. "Vice Director Lin."

The two brushed past each other.

The door closed heavily.

The director was leaning back in his black sofa chair, staring absentmindedly at the wall behind Xu Wen, as if his gaze could penetrate the reinforced concrete and see something.

Xu Wen stood in front of him for two minutes.

"Director?" he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ah?" The man suddenly looked at Xu Wen, acting as if he had really been distracted. "I didn't notice you coming in. Right, what's the matter?"

Xu Wen looked down at the documents spread out on his desk:

"I proposed a new treatment plan. I want to let a few patients whose conditions are more suitable undergo treatment first. Of course, all the trials had already been put into use before I joined the company, and I have given you all the information."

The director just looked at him.

Xu Wen paused:

"Have you read the documents?"

It mentioned a compound extracted from a certain fungus and its various positive effects on patients with mental illnesses—all the content in the document was true and reproducible.

He had only concealed some insignificant facts.

"Oh, the documents," the director said, nodding. "That's right, I've read them, there are no problems."

He casually pulled a piece of paper from the messy desk, pushed it in front of Xu Wen, and the signature area had already been stamped.

Xu Wen took it in a daze:

"Director, I would also like to directly apply for treatment for three patients. This is their information." Xu Wen took out three sets of prepared materials from his pocket.

Ma En, Ning Changkong, Cao Yan.

The director said without even looking:

"I know."

"You may need to…" Xu Wen reminded him, "Sign it."

The director suddenly realized and said:

"You're right."

He signed it.

Xu Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect things to be so simple.

In fact, if there was no other way to go, he might really have let Ma En be discharged smoothly, because he did look very dangerous.

But the company's claws had already found him. At this time, the appearance of a powerful ability user like Ma En was good news for him—it represented ample combat power.

But now Xu Wen was very glad that he didn't let Ma En leave the hospital.

But now everything was different. No matter how strong Ma En was outside, he was no different from other patients in the sanatorium—all his nourishment.

The company employee hiding behind a certain patient, he didn't take the initiative to look for in the past because he didn't have the confidence to win in a head-on contact, but now it was different.

Now it was his turn.

Xu Wen showed a confident smile:

"Then I'll leave first, Director."

The director didn't answer.

Because he didn't see Xu Wen.

Something was blocking his view.

The director could see something standing in front of him, but it was difficult to describe what it was. It looked like the shadow of a behemoth, but that was definitely not the answer. What exactly was it? Wait, it seemed to be…

It was nothing at all.

He blinked.

The director lowered his head in confusion, looking at the desk in front of him.

Why was he here?

He reached out and flipped through the documents on the desk, and then he remembered.

He seemed to be trapped by something.

But what exactly was it?

Never mind.

It probably wasn't anything important.

In a position where he could see when he lowered his head.

A newly opened notebook was spread out on the desk, with a line of messy black handwriting:

"Remember, you are trying to escape from here."

The second chapter is being written.