Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 355: The rebellious son surrendered to the enemy? ! ! I am so angry
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Feng Ju's face was as dark as ink, and his eyes were filled with doubt. His brain, which had always been working fast, was now like a pool of mud, and he couldn't think straight.

Li Shang is his biggest rival in the competition for the position of chief of the police station. It is no exaggeration to say that he is his mortal enemy. Why would he come to save Feng Mu?
A terrible thought exploded in Feng Ju's mind, shaking him like thunder and making him dizzy:
"Could it be that this rebellious son has been colluding with Li Shang for a long time?!"

He stared at the scene behind the one-way glass - Chen Yang was huddled in the corner with a red and swollen face. She didn't look like Li Shang's person at all, but rather his own rebellious son...
Feng Ju watched his rebellious son sitting upright on the interrogation chair, a faint smile hanging on the corners of his bloodstained lips. Li Shang was standing beside him. His posture did not look like he was interrogating a suspect, but rather like he was protecting someone important.

"The reason why this rebellious son feels so fearless in the police station is because of him."

Feng Ju's temples were throbbing.

"It's not because I'm his father, but because of my mortal enemy Li Shang?"

His left fingers unconsciously dug into his palm, leaving deep crescent-shaped marks on his skin, while the mechanical fingers of his right hand made a crackling sound.

The voice he squeezed out from between his teeth was terribly hoarse:
"This rebellious son is not trying to block my future with his own life, he is trying to anger me to death!"

Feng Ju suddenly understood. When his rebellious son hung up the phone last night, he made an appointment to meet him at the police station today. He was not begging him to save him, but foreshadowing this meeting.

Feng Ju's back teeth were clattering as he saw Feng Mu slowly turning half of his head behind the glass wall, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he looked straight at the wall.

The sights of the father and son seemed to penetrate the one-way glass and meet in the void.

There was no pleading or anger in those eyes, only unspoken filial piety.

Feng Ju was standing unsteadily in his place, his throat suddenly felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood rushed up to the root of his tongue.

He clenched his teeth tightly, swallowed the blood, and laughed in anger:
"Very good. What a rebellious son, what a Li Shang."

Dong Ping was frightened by the sneer and subconsciously took another half step towards the door.

He secretly glanced at Feng Ju's expression, and saw that his usually dignified face was now terribly distorted, with the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes so deep that they could kill a fly.

He stood aside, not daring to breathe, his mind also a mess. He wanted to say something several times but stopped himself and swallowed it back into his throat.

Dong Ping stood aside, cold sweat running down his back.

Although he couldn't figure out the complicated situation, his years of experience helped him to finally understand what was going on:

“The relationship between Captain Feng and his son”

He secretly glanced at Feng Ju's distorted and ferocious expression.
"It seems to be a little different from what I thought."

Dong Ping's eyes moved back and forth between Feng Ju and Feng Mu, occasionally glancing at Li Shang, his heart in turmoil:

"What should we do? Captain Feng doesn't seem to be a good parent. Did his son defect to the enemy?"

Suddenly, Dong Ping's loyalty to Feng Ju was shaken:
"Even Captain Feng's son didn't choose his father. Should I still follow Captain Feng? Would it be more promising to follow Captain Li Shang?"

In the interrogation room, Feng Mu looked at Li Shang's warm face and understood in his heart that Li Shang did not recognize him. However, because of Ma Bin, he had already known Li Shang as an "old acquaintance".

Li Shang took out the key, leaned over to unlock Feng Mu's handcuffs, and briefly explained in Feng Mu's ear:

"Don't worry, I'm one of you. Secretary Hou asked me to come."

With a "click", the handcuffs loosened.

Feng Mu moved his wrist gently, the coolness of the metal still lingering on his skin, and blinked knowingly at Li Shang.

He took the white handkerchief handed to him by Li Shang and slowly wiped the blood stains on his face. His movements were indescribably elegant and calm.

The handkerchief was soon stained with mottled red. Feng Mu folded it in half twice, forming a neat square, and gently pressed it on the wound on his forehead.

“Thank you, Captain Li.”

Feng Mu showed a perfect smile and said sympathetically:

"It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious. Captain Li, don't blame yourself too much,"

His eyes swept across Chen Yang in the corner.
"The police station is so big that it is inevitable that there will be some bad apples and some management omissions. I can understand that." Feng Mu paused and lowered his voice slightly:

“I just hope Captain Li can clear my name as soon as possible.”

The corners of his mouth curled up in a meaningful arc.

"There are a lot of people and things in the Second Prison that need me to go back and clean up urgently."

As he spoke, Feng Mu calmly stood up and stretched his muscles.

According to the interrogation procedures of the police station, this is definitely not allowed, but who made the surveillance camera turned off early?

He glanced at Chen Yang who was leaning against the wall. He had no resentment in his heart, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

Feng Mu has always been kind to the dead.

"It seems..." Feng Mu said to Chen Yang in a gentle voice, "It's not that I don't understand my situation, but you don't understand what vortex you've been involved in."

Chen Yang's Adam's apple rolled violently and cold sweat flowed down his temple.

He didn't look at Feng Mu, but stared at Li Shang, his voice trembling:
"Captain Li, this man is the murderer of Gong Lao! I have evidence to prove that he killed Gong Lao!"

His voice suddenly rose.

"There is a lot of public outcry online right now. We can't just let him go!"

Li Shang didn't even look at Chen Yang, and his voice was full of sarcasm:

"Evidence? Haha, do you mean the little evidence you forged, or the evidence that you accepted a huge bribe?"

Chen Yang's pupils suddenly contracted. He could understand the first half of Li Shang's words - those so-called evidences were indeed carefully forged by him, but the second half made him confused.

"Captain Li, I..." His voice trembled, "I have never accepted any bribes."

Li Shang's mouth curled up into a meaningful smile: "Really?"

He slowly pulled a stack of documents out of his pocket and threw them on the interrogation table. The papers spread out, revealing a long list of bank statements and transfer records.

"Then these"

Li Shang's fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"How do you explain the transfer of 2 million from this account called Ma Xuan to your father's name?"

Chen Yang's mouth was opened so wide that a light bulb could be stuffed in. His eyes were bulging as if they were about to pop out. He stared at Li Shang with a look that seemed to want to burn two holes in the other person.

“Frame-up!” He roared like a pig being slaughtered, “I didn’t know about this money at all! Someone must have framed me!”

Li Shang shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened, with that kind of detective smile that deserves a beating on his face:

"We are the chief of police, we can't make subjective assumptions. We need to look at the evidence to see whether it is a frame-up or not."

Chen Yang's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze moved back and forth between Li Shang and Feng Mu, and suddenly he understood something.

"You," his voice trembled, "you guys."

Li Shang had already turned around and waved to Chang Erbing:
"Until the truth is revealed, Chen Yang will be suspended from his post. You will have to take care of the case he is handling."

Chang Erbing immediately straightened his back and said, "Yes, Captain Li!"

In just one round, Li Shang cut the Gordian knot and used thundering means to knock out this rising "new detective star" to a state of little health.

Feng Mu lowered his head and glanced at the scattered documents on the table. His eyes paused on the bank statement, then he squinted at the autopsy report spread out behind him.

The corners of his mouth curled up into an intriguing smile:
"That's pretty professional, haha ​​- that's a nice way to die!"

(End of this chapter)