Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 225: Avoiding the problem will not solve the problem. See you tonight.
Tian Tao stared at Feng Mu with an expression that was sometimes gloomy and sometimes gentle. He didn't know if it was because he was guilty, but at this moment he felt that the face was a little weird and creepy.

"Your expression changes so quickly, as if your face is a mask that can be kneaded at will, fuck you."

Tian Tao cursed in his heart. He was unwilling to admit his inner uneasiness, and the expression on his face became more ferocious and angry.

But he was not directed at Feng Mu, but suddenly exploded and grabbed Wang Cong by the collar. His action was as rough as grabbing a dog's collar, and dragged him out without saying a word.

As he walked out, he roared in an obscene manner:

"Hurry up and clean up the incinerator for me. Who is leaving this bloody, filthy and disgusting corpse here for? Damn, I've lost my appetite tonight."

Actually, Wang Cong was no longer afraid of Tian Tao, but he still obediently let Tian Tao drag him out. This was because he really didn't want to stay in the same room with Feng Mu for even a second longer.

"Wait a moment." Feng Mu stopped the two of them.

Tian Tao paused and turned his head with an angry look, while Wang Cong didn't dare to turn his head at all and groaned inwardly.

Feng Mu said calmly: "I feel bad about the death of these people. I don't need to be on duty tonight. I want to go home and take a hot bath to change my mood so as to better welcome tomorrow."

Tian Tao snorted coldly and left with anger still lingering. Feng Mu looked at Wang Cong's embarrassed back as he was dragged away with disapproval, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear:
"Escape won't solve the problem, Captain Wang Cong, see you tonight, hehe——"

The coldness that was originally faintly visible on Feng Mu's face gradually dissipated, and was replaced by his signature, harmless, gentle smile.

He looked around at the prison guards and politely asked:
"I'm sorry that these corpses have affected the captain's appetite. Please help me burn all the corpses quickly."

In the past, these prison guards treated Feng Mu as air and ignored him every time they greeted him. But today, facing the polite and well-behaved Feng Mu, although their faces might not be very good, they all nodded to Feng Mu politely in response.

There were even a few prison guards who managed a friendly smile.

Feng Mu knew very well the reason why the prison guards' attitude towards him had changed. He was very happy that everyone accepted him, and he was sure that after tomorrow, they would be even friendlier towards him.

It didn't take too long. Almost as soon as Qin Liang finished writing an autopsy report, the corresponding body was quickly incinerated. The whole process was efficient and orderly, demonstrating the efficiency of the professional team's cooperation.

"Thank you all for your help. I rarely have to work the night shift today. I would like to invite you all to have dinner outside after get off work to express my guilt and gratitude."

Feng Mu stood on the clean, new floor of the incinerator, and bowed slightly to the prison guards who came to help. His attitude was sincere and honest:
"Please give me this face and don't refuse my invitation."

Everyone exchanged glances, but no one spoke.

Feng Mu had already anticipated such a scene and was not surprised.

He smiled slightly, and his voice became deeper and more magnetic:
"Also, regarding the [last-in-first-out system] implemented by the warden, I also have some immature ideas that are of interest to everyone, and I hope to get valuable advice from you seniors."

Every word Feng Mu said was full of sincerity, and his eyes were full of expectation, as if to say: accepting my invitation is the beginning of our friendship. "Since Prison Guard Feng invites you so sincerely, I will definitely attend on time tonight." The first prison guard who smiled first spoke first, breaking the deadlock.

Following the first person's agreement, others followed suit, one after another.

Feng Mu looked at everyone's unanimous agreement, and his smile became brighter and more sincere.

He turned his gaze to Qin Liang and gently invited him, "Forensic Doctor Qin, please come with us tonight."

Qin Liang was slightly stunned and wanted to refuse without thinking, but before he could say anything, he was stopped by Feng Mu's gentle yet firm gaze.

Feng Mu looked at Qin Liang with a smile, with a hint of joking in his tone:
"If Forensic Doctor Qin doesn't want to honor me, then I will have to visit him in person tonight after they leave, bringing some midnight snacks. I remember Forensic Doctor Qin's address should be..."

Feng Mu reported Qin Liang's address slowly and accurately. Qin Liang felt a warm current in his heart and was so moved that he almost shed tears.

He stared at Feng Mu blankly, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Prison Guard Feng is so thoughtful, how can I not keep the appointment? I will definitely attend on time."

Qin Liang walked out of the cold crematorium, tightly grasping a stack of autopsy reports, and stepped into the office of the prison warden Qian Huan with a heavy heart.

Qian Huan was sitting on a large leather sofa chair. He glanced at Qin Liang's figure sharply, then took the report form he handed over through the narrow gap in the glass, frowned, and examined it page by page.

Qin Liang waited patiently until Qian Huan finished reading all the report sheets.

Then, he took out an empty bottle of hallucinogen from his pocket and said in a deep voice, "Warden Qian, I didn't do what you asked me to do."

Qian Huan took the empty bottle and gently played with it between his fingertips:

"Don't blame Forensic Doctor Qin. I was wrong in my assumptions. I didn't expect Feng Mu to be alive. When I heard the news just now, I was also very shocked."

Qian Huan flicked the bottle lightly, and the empty bottle drew an elegant arc and fell steadily into the trash can. He said with a strange expression:
"He was a discarded pawn that I didn't take seriously, but he managed to wade through the conspiracy and murderous intentions and survive. Don't you think it's interesting?"

Qin Liang remained silent. He didn't know whether to answer "interesting" or "boring".

His mind was very confused now, and all he could think of was the scene where Feng Mu had just accurately reported his home address. The more he thought about it, the colder he felt down his spine.

Seeing that Qin Liang didn't respond, Qian Huan smiled indifferently and said to himself:
"Although Chang Wei and his gang's schemes cannot be called impeccable and interlocking, they are cunning and despicable. They poisoned him, tampered with the electric baton, and bribed the people around him to stab him in the back. This combination of punches would definitely not be enough for an ordinary person and would be crushed."

Qian Huan paused for a moment, and said intriguingly: "And I was secretly fanning the flames, but in the end, Feng Mu was safe and sound. This is definitely not luck. So, Qin, forensic doctor, at what point do you think he began to realize the problem?"

"Yeah, finding out my address is definitely not a spur-of-the-moment idea. So, since when did he start targeting me? No, I'm just a forensic pathologist. Why would he target me?" Qin Liang had similar doubts in his mind.

(End of this chapter)