Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 249: Weakness due to stacked armor? ! !
"Our ordinary Second Prison does not allow such an awesome person to exist." The moment Feng Mu lowered his head, a strange red line flashed in the depths of his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

Qian Huan ended the call. Through the thick explosion-proof glass, he stared at Feng Mu quietly for a moment, then he spoke slowly, at a moderate pace:
"Feng Mu, you have been working in the Second Prison for a week. How is it? What do you feel? Have you adapted well?"

Feng Mu raised his head and met Qian Huan's warm gaze, which was very different from the indifference he had shown when they first met. He quickly stood up and responded politely and respectfully:
"I am new here, but I feel very warm here. The prisoners are willing to listen to me, my colleagues are approachable, and my supervisor is very caring. I feel at home here."

“???” Qian Huan’s expression immediately became a little tense.

So, you regard the prisoners' sneak attack on you and their counterattacks as being willing to listen to you, your colleagues' backstabbing as being approachable, and your boss's plotting against you as being caring, right?
Qian Huan looked at Feng Mu's serious expression and was speechless: "If I didn't know what you've been through, I would have almost been deceived by your lies."

Since Feng Mu's answer was not in line with the routine, Qian Huan could only swallow the words of concern that he had prepared in advance.

Qian Huan thought about it for a moment, and decided to skip those false courtesies, and then asked meaningfully:

"So do you think that the environment in the Second Prison is really okay?"

Feng Mu shook his head and said slowly: "Not really."

He paused, sighed deeply, and a trace of compassion appeared in his tone:
"The nature of this job is indeed a bit high-risk. This morning, my captain couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide."

He continued, "Also, I seem to have heard that my district chief seemed to have some problems last night. It seems that he ran away from home to look for his nephew, and he is still out of contact."

A trace of nostalgia flashed across Feng Mu's eyes, and he concluded in a low voice:
"They are all very good people. How could such a tragedy happen? I was deeply saddened when I heard the bad news."

"What do you think about your two superiors, one committing suicide and the other running away from home?" Qian Huan's eyes twitched involuntarily.

Feng Mu's expression was unusually serious:
"What else? They couldn't have been harmed by bad guys, right? Two managers from our Second Prison died in one night. If this gets out, it will have a very bad impact on the company.

Anyway, I absolutely do not believe that under the wise governance of the warden, such a vicious incident would happen in the Second Prison."

Qian Huan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he suddenly felt that Feng Mu's words made some sense.

He looked at Feng Mu meaningfully, then smiled and said:

"You're right. There are no bad people in our Second Prison. Anyone who wants to make a fuss about these two incidents is framing us and throwing dirty water on our Second Prison. As the warden, I will never allow such a thing to happen."

Feng Mu immediately stood up straighter and stated righteously:
"Yes, I firmly believe in the wisdom of the warden. Although I am of low position and my words do not count, if someone makes a fuss about this and attacks the warden, I will definitely stand up and will never be a silent coward."

In the conversation between the two, there was not a single word asking "Are you the murderer?", but it seemed that every punctuation mark between the lines, explicitly or implicitly, was acknowledging the premise of the conversation and reaching a tacit deal based on it.

The translation can be summarized as follows:
I can take the blame for you and protect you; I am willing to be the "knife" in your hand and kill whoever you point at!
This is the art of speaking of smart people. It can only be understood but not stated explicitly.

Shi Wuming stood in the corner like an invisible man. He listened to the conversation between the two, as if he had eavesdropped on a conversation. It seemed as if he had overheard something, but it also seemed as if he had heard nothing.

He felt the world's full malice towards simple people, and could only sigh in his heart:
"Another two silver coins. Sigh, it turns out that a brainless person like me is only suitable to be a bodyguard, blocking knives or bullets for them."

After the conversation, Qian Huan did not achieve his goal of completely controlling Feng Mu. Feng Mu was smarter and more shameless than he expected. As the warden, it was difficult for Qian Huan to say those high-sounding words that Feng Mu said.

Although Qian Huan was not completely satisfied, he felt it was okay. The key point was that the bodyguards sent to him by his mother Li Hanyu gave him more confidence and made him more comfortable in handling things. Although Shi Wuming was only responsible for protecting his safety, he would not completely obey his orders and kill people for him.

He has to slowly tame and control the murderous knife himself.

However, with a layer of armor on his body, his mentality naturally changed.

This layer of armor not only guarantees Shi Wuming's personal safety, but more importantly, Shi Wuming's arrival itself is a signal that Guangming Group is standing by him.

Even if this outcome is exaggerated, who can tell how exaggerated it is without sacrificing one or two lives? The key point is that the people in the prison system are all smart, and no one should be willing to use their own life to test the depth of the story for everyone.

In short, Qian Huan felt that he had survived the most dangerous period and had initially secured his position as prison warden.

Next, he can slow down his crazy pace and do things slowly and beautifully. There is no need to make it too bloody.

Let everything return to the rules stated on the table.

Qian Huan's mind was spinning, thinking about the development that would be most beneficial to him, and at the same time he said to Feng Mu:

"After all, two people are missing. The people in the Second Prison are a little panicked now. As the warden, I still have an unshirkable responsibility."

Feng Mu didn't say anything this time.

Qian Huan pulled out an envelope from the drawer and stretched it out through the narrow opening of the explosion-proof wall:

"What a coincidence! The two missing people are your direct superiors. Let's not talk about the one who lost contact for now. Tian Tao's family also has an orphan and a widow. So, you can go and comfort and care for them on my behalf and on behalf of our Second Prison."

Feng Mu took the envelope with both hands and admired Qian Huan for the same human brilliance that he possessed.

He said: "The warden is kind, but how can the money be paid by the warden alone? I think we should launch a fundraising campaign and ask every prison guard in the second prison to donate a little."

Qian Huan also saw the radiant humanity in Feng Mu, and he said with sympathy, "Okay, you can do it."

How can a good deed remain unknown? It must be known by everyone so that it can guide people to do good!
Qian Huan smiled and said, "I hope that after fundraising, the disturbance caused by these two incidents can be resolved as soon as possible, and everything in the Second Prison can get back on track."

Feng Mu understood the hint in Qian Huan's words, and he read the word "peace" in Qian Huan's words.

Feng Mu really doesn't like this kind of "peace". He thinks that people should stick to one path to the end. Since he has gone mad and turned the table over, how can he give up halfway, put down the butcher knife and turn back?

"As expected, once a person puts on armor, his soul becomes weak. I have to give the warden some motivation to strive for progress."

Feng Mu thought this in his heart, and said obediently:
"I believe that under the wise leadership of the warden, Prison No. 2 will be able to quickly get back on track and get on the right path!"

(End of this chapter)