Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 518 Two Feng Mu? ! !

The night was as dark as ink, and several black official cars drove out of the iron gate of the Second Prison one after another.

On the back seat of the last car, a figure wrapped in a windbreaker was lying flat, rising and falling slightly with the bumps of the car, like a corpse being hastily transported away.

When the car reached an empty fork in the road, its speed dropped suddenly.

Guan Zhong, who was sitting on the passenger seat, raised his hand to signal, and Jiang Li stepped on the brakes tacitly.

The engine roared to death, and the car fell into a brief silence.

The man in a windbreaker in the back seat slowly sat up, the friction of fabric making a rustling sound.

A pale hand stretched out from the sleeve, and the fingertips moved along his jawline. Suddenly, he pinched his cheekbone and squeezed it hard, causing his face to sag like plasticine.

Guan Zhong’s Adam’s apple rolled.

Although his loyalty to Feng Mu was already ingrained in his bones, he still felt a chill down his spine at this horrifying scene.

The driver, Jiang Li, peeked through the rearview mirror and saw a flash of cold light between the man's thumb and index finger, and saw three silver needles piercing in and out of his flesh, with the ends of the needles still stained with bright red blood.

"Chi la——"

The sound of threading and sewing was particularly harsh in the closed compartment.

The needle tip shuttles between the skin and muscles of the face, like a tailor adjusting a costume that doesn't fit.

The eyelids were pulled higher, the nose bridge became more angular, and even the curve of the lips began to resemble a familiar shape...

Jiang Liguang felt his scalp tingling and his eyes hurt just by looking at it.

Guan Zhong's throat was dry. Looking at the man in front of him who was gradually becoming more like a minister, he almost couldn't help but draw his gun and shoot the man in the head.

He would not allow anyone to pretend to be a minister.

Oh, the minister ordered it.

That's fine.

"Here, the minister asked me to give it to you."

Guan Zhong spoke in a hoarse voice and took out a pair of black-framed glasses from his pocket. The creases on the temples were brand new and the lenses had a faint coated luster.

The glasses worn by Feng Mu are of the same style.

Guan Zhong handed over the glasses stiffly, subconsciously avoiding touching the hand that received them.

In the rearview mirror, a face that looked 90% like Feng Mu slowly raised itself up, except for the eyes which had some flaws.

This is the reason why it is more difficult to draw the spirit than the bones and skin.

Eyes are the windows to a person's soul. They are the most difficult to disguise, but the solutions are often the simplest.

The silver needle was quickly retracted into his sleeve. The man took the glasses and put them on the black-framed glasses. The moment the lenses covered the last flaw,

Jiang Li and Guan Zhong took a deep breath at the same time. Even though they knew the person behind them was fake, they almost couldn't help but raise their hands to salute.

so similar!
No, this can no longer be called an "image", it is simply the minister himself.

Guan Zhong's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty and handed over a palm-sized sealed bag.

It looks like an evidence bag, but it is actually made of material cut from professional body bags. It is leak-proof, odor-proof, and waterproof, and is specially used to package "special fragments" that should not be exposed to light.

"Does Feng Mu have anything else to tell you?"

"Feng Mu" in the back seat asked Feng Mu if he had any explanation. The scene was really weird.

While he was asking questions, he pricked his neck with a needle several times, and the timbre of the vibration of his vocal cords suddenly became exactly the same as Feng Mu's.

Guan Zhong lowered his voice with a solemn expression:
"The Minister asked me to remind you again that the hospital is guarded by his senior brother Li Bashan. Please be extremely careful and don't let anyone really die!"

There was no more talking coming from the back seat, only an almost inaudible sound of a door opening, and the figure had disappeared without a trace.

After three seconds of silence, the engine roared again and the vehicle accelerated to catch up with the convoy ahead.

Jiang Li glanced at the rearview mirror again with lingering fear, then looked at Guan Zhong who remained silent and asked:
"Strange, there is such a person hidden in our Second Prison, and he is not one of our prison guards. I recognize the faces of the prison guards. Could it be that he is hiding among the prisoners?"

Bang!
Guan Zhong used his plastered arm to slam the storage compartment in front of him, his face twisted with extreme self-blame:
"After he put on the glasses, I couldn't tell the real thing from the fake one!"

The plaster fragments fell to the ground. "I deserve to die! I really deserve to die!"

Guan Zhong couldn't bear being deceived by a "fake". Doesn't this mean that if someone really pretends to be a minister in the future, he will not be able to recognize it either?

"I have failed the minister's trust. My loyalty to the minister is far from enough!!!"

Guan Zhong's face was filled with shame. He felt that he needed to improve his loyalty to the point where even if the minister turned into ashes, he would be able to tell at a glance whether the ashes were real or fake.

Jiang Li opened his mouth, wanting to say something:
"That person's disguise is so good, it's normal that you can't tell. This has nothing to do with loyalty."

But seeing that Guan Zhong's eyes were red and he looked like he was going to gouge out his own eyes, he wisely kept his mouth shut.

It’s better not to talk nonsense, or you will be misunderstood as being disloyal to the minister.

However, Jiang Li asked himself if his loyalty to the minister had reached 100%.

However, in the eyes of Guan Zhong, whose loyalty rate is 300%, 100% is very likely to be absolutely disloyal!

Jiang Li realized that he might not be able to convince Guan Zhong, so he realized something:
"I have to improve my loyalty to the minister. Otherwise, sooner or later, I will be accused of disloyalty by Guan Zhong and have my head shot out."

Damn, to others, 100% is absolute die-hard loyalty.

But in the Internal Affairs Department, 100% is just the threshold of loyalty, can you believe it? ! !

.........

The convoy continued its journey.

In the back seat of the black car in the middle, Feng Mu was resting with his eyes closed.

The person driving the front seat was Liu Yi, and the person sitting in the passenger seat was Gong Qi.

At this moment, Gong Qi was holding his mobile phone and opened the navigation page, on which were marked two overlapping and moving red dots.

The two moving red dots were the two prison wardens they were going to visit.

"There are still 7.6 kilometers to the target."

Gong Qi looked at his phone, an excited smile on his face.

It was obvious that Gong Qi had implanted a positioning applet into the two people's mobile phones.

The implantation time was not today, but a few days ago, probably on the day when the Internal Inspection Department was established.

In fact, there were more than just the two wardens who were implanted with this program.

The cell phones of most people in the Second Prison suffered the same "treatment".

The long string of folded and hidden red dots in the lower right corner of Gong Qi’s mobile phone is the most powerful proof.

After all, the word "inner observation" has a profound meaning. If you don't understand it, you should think about it carefully.

As for how he implanted it, the method was extremely simple - a text message link.

The content of the text message can be an alluring notification of winning a prize, a tempting gambling invitation, an official request for illegal cooperation, or something terrifying...

In short, there is a wide variety of options.

The inspiration for this internal inspection system originally came from the "social skills" mentioned casually by a junior fellow apprentice, and the original demonstration subject was a high school girl.

Now, Gong Qi has learned from his experience, applied it to other situations, and has surpassed his teacher, reaching a height that even Feng Mu could hardly imagine.

It is worth mentioning that the vigilance of most people in the second prison is far less than that of the original female high school students.

Most of them couldn't last more than one round, and were defeated by the same text message. Their phones were captured by Gong Qi and he became his spies.

Which specific text message was so successful is a secret of the Internal Affairs Department and I cannot disclose it.

"Turn right onto the service road."

Gong Qi said with a smile.

Liu Yi held the steering wheel, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards the phone.

If he saw it correctly, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of his own name in the string of red dots.

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(End of this chapter)