Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 514 Feng Mu's Sure Win

Lu Chenjia stood in front of the French window, overlooking the figure downstairs carrying a gourd as he swarmed into the crowd like an ant.

His narrowed eyes flashed a complex light behind the lenses, as if he was examining a familiar collection.

"He is heartless and ambitious. He is smart and quick-witted, but he is a little too aggressive and his eating habits are not very nice..."

But this is not a disadvantage. After all, he was like this when he first emerged in the group.

Twenty years ago, wasn't I the same as myself when I chopped off the heads of my beloved boss's family of five in the name of revenge?

"Ah--"

Lu Chenjia vaguely saw his own shadow in Wang Cong. He showed some emotion on his face and murmured to himself:

"Being radical is indeed prone to backlash, but if you are not radical and don't bite until your mouth is full of blood, how can you eat the meat thrown by the superiors?"

But things are different now. He is now sitting firmly at the table and he must maintain his elegance while eating.

"It's not that we can't consider it, but we have to wait and see..."

Lu Chenjia was not in a hurry to express his opinion.

"However, I can make a move to test everyone's reaction."

Lu Chenjia is no longer the young man he used to be. He is now very sophisticated.

He looked at the secretary who pushed the door open and said faintly:

"Notify the security team to cancel the handover with Shi Wuming and give them someone else to protect them."

The secretary was also an old man who had followed Lu Chenjia for a long time. Hearing what he said, he understood what Mr. Lu meant and quickly bowed and stepped out to make arrangements.

Wang Cong walked on the roadside and hailed a taxi.

Unlike Feng Mu who was always surrounded by a large crowd when he traveled, he preferred to be alone.

After all, Wang Cong didn't want anyone to follow him except Feng Mu, as that would disturb the warmth of his time alone with his parents.

The taxi slowly stopped and he got into the back seat somewhat awkwardly.

The narrow space forced him to take off the gourd that was as tall as a person and place it carefully beside him.

The gourd was sitting side by side with its owner. The driver caught a glimpse of this scene through the rearview mirror and his eyes twitched.

When he saw Wang Cong fastening Hulu's seat belt, he quickly looked away and his fingers gripping the steering wheel stiffened slightly.

It’s better to read less and say less about this order.

"To the Second Prison."

After Wang Cong told the driver the place, he silently untied the gourd's mouth and took out an old-fashioned keypad phone from it.

In the white sand inside the gourd, you can vaguely see several other spare machines of different models.

The thumb quickly jumped on the keys, and the edited message disappeared on the screen as the "Send" key was pressed:
——Mr. Lu’s attitude is ambiguous. Besides, Li Hanyu is dissatisfied with me.

In less than ten seconds, the phone vibrated slightly in my palm.

——Very good, keep it up.

In prison, Feng Mu and Wang Cong were not on good terms with each other, and it was the warden Qian Huan who instigated this.

Now, the warden Qian Huan has fallen.

However, Feng Mu and Wang Cong decided to continue to develop this relationship outside the prison.

After all, Feng Mu is not God, and he cannot control everyone in the chess game like a puppet.

The complexity of the chess game lies in the fact that everyone thinks he is a chess player, but in fact, everyone is a chess piece.

Everyone is in the game with their own body, and no one can really stand outside the chessboard to overlook the overall situation, not even Feng Mu. But Feng Mu's cunning lies in that at the beginning of the game, when all the chess pieces are still distinguishing between enemies and friends, he has already secretly placed a hidden piece with "one of us" printed on it next to each chess piece.

The chess game is complicated, and the balance of victory and defeat may swing left and right.

But he really guarantees to win!

"What happened again?"

Chang Erbing asked as he looked at Feng Mu who was fiddling with his cell phone.

"It's okay. The hospital sent back good news. Warden Qian is out of danger for the time being."

Feng Mu put away his phone and said with a look of joy on his face.

Chang Erbing opened his mouth and wanted to talk to Feng Mu about something else.

For example, if your father is a good-for-nothing and spreads rumors about Captain Li everywhere in the police station, he deserves death.

But when he thought about Feng Mu's current precarious situation, out of friendship and "respect" for the small yellow croakers in his pocket, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Chang Erbing followed Captain Li to the Second Prison to solve the case. The order was given by Councillor Wang himself, ordering them to solve the case within three days.

The two of them were brought into the Second Prison by Secretary Hou himself, and as soon as they entered, they were hurriedly taken to the crime scene by Feng Mu.

And received a secret but warm welcome along the way.

When the small yellow croakers fell heavily into their palms, Chang Erbing and Li Shang both broke out in cold sweat on their backs.

The two exchanged glances and saw the same fear in each other's eyes - could it be that the friend in front of them was the murderer of the bombing?
Fortunately, Feng Mu's next sentence was not to ask them to help cover up the crime, but something like "Warden Qian Huan has treated me very kindly. Please be sure to find the murderer. I will tear him into pieces, blah blah blah."

It was the first time for the two of them to see Feng Mu like this. He was gritting his teeth, his eyes were red, and his whole body exuded a chilling murderous intent, as if he would go crazy and kill someone in the next second.

The two of them then believed Feng Mu and repeatedly assured him that they would find the real culprit.

It’s mainly because of Li Shang’s guarantee, he’s a great detective!

At this moment, Li Shang was standing at the explosion site, his mind was filled with complicated feelings.

On the one hand, he really tasted the sweetness brought by the title of "Detective" and was able to make continuous progress, but on the other hand, he was also burdened by the title of "Detective".

Nowadays, whenever a major case occurs, he is always the first one to be pushed out to "put out the fire" and stands at the center of the storm.

However, the tricky thing is that, firstly, the explosion was not planned by him, and secondly, it is not easy for him to find a scapegoat. So how to solve this case?

Li Shang fell into deep thought.

Hou Wendong stood in the corridor at the door, with a long piece of ash accumulated on the cigarette between his fingertips.

He did not follow into the crime scene, as he did not know how to solve the case. Rather than going in and causing trouble, he decided to just wait quietly for the result.

But what really stopped him was the lingering fear.

According to the original schedule, his next stop after the press conference was Qian Huan’s office.

So, it was almost, just a little bit. He might have ended up lying in the hospital like Qian Huan.

The ash suddenly broke and scattered on the black leather shoes.

Hou Wendong then realized that this was the third time he had narrowly escaped death in recent times.

"Kidnapped once, once at school, and today is the third time... Could it be that some evil creature is targeting me?"

Hou Wendong is a scientific person, but recent events have forced him to become superstitious.

"Or should I listen to what Ma Bin said and try to get rid of bad luck and have some good luck?"

(End of this chapter)