Chapter 169: Feng Mu? Grave!!

Qian Huan spoke with hidden meaning, at the same time hinting to Zhou Hu that in this prison, many people had already begun turning their backsides toward him, this Prison Warden, to curry favor.

Zhou Hu understood the hint in Qian Huan's words, or rather the veiled warning.

His expression stiffened, and many suspicious faces suddenly surfaced in his mind; he also guessed that the Prison Warden might be bluffing, using a scheme to sow discord.

But he still couldn't help thinking and growing suspicious.

Most importantly, Zhou Hu felt he couldn't quite figure out Qian Huan's game.

He had originally thought the air-dropped Prison Warden was a soft, cowardly "official second generation," but now it seemed the other party acted in an extremely dangerous way.

Zhou Hu's gaze penetrated the explosion-proof glass and fell upon the Prison Warden who seemed to be handling official business leisurely, and a cloud of apprehension involuntarily rose in his heart:

"Perhaps he isn't afraid of death, but overly cautious?!"

He took a deep breath, about to speak, but saw Qian Huan suddenly raise his head, his gaze sweeping over him sharply, and speak before him, his tone carrying an unquestionable firmness:

"Since the person you recommended has already voluntarily waived, then how about following my opinion and replacing him with my designated candidate?"

Zhou Hu opened his mouth, about to refuse.

Qian Huan gave Zhou Hu no room to refuse, saying faintly: "Mm, I've already signed and stamped my name; the Zone Chief shouldn't disagree, right? Mm, then it's settled. Once the person is recruited, arrange him in your district, and please take good care of him."

If it were yesterday, Zhou Hu would certainly have retorted without hesitation.

But today, from the moment he entered, his momentum had been invisibly worn down, and the conversation had completely fallen into Qian Huan's rhythm.

Several times he wanted to speak, but Qian Huan cleverly blocked him each time; Zhou Hu's expression turned gloomy, and he finally chose silence, tacitly accepting Qian Huan's arrangement.

Seeing Zhou Hu raise no further objection, Qian Huan then pretended to finish his work, put down the pen in his hand, and put a gentle smile back on his face: "Chief Zhou, is there anything else to discuss?"

Zhou Hu no longer dwelled on the "life or death" issue of Chang Wei's nephew, but changed the subject and asked: "I'd like to learn about the background of the new person the Prison Warden recruited?"

This time Qian Huan didn't beat around the bush, directly answering Zhou Hu's question: "No special background; he is the junior martial brother of Li Bashan, the District Chief you are responsible for in Area B of No. 1 Prison District."

Qian Huan paused slightly, then switched to a joking tone: "Speaking of which, Li Bashan also sent his resume to me last time."

"I figured I should still follow proper procedure, so I sent it back and asked him to submit it to you first. Unexpectedly, Chief Zhou, you recommended someone else; I heard it's a child from a relative of District Chief Chang Wei of Area A in your district."

Zhou Hu said nothing, but his mind was racing with thoughts.

Seeing Zhou Hu not respond, Qian Huan wasn't angry either, but continued:

"I finally decided to use Li Bashan's junior martial brother to replace Chang Wei's nephew, and this was after deep consideration."

"After all, going around in circles, this position ultimately still falls to your No. 1 Prison District, equivalent to the meat ultimately still rotting in the pot of your No. 1 Prison District."

"The other several District Chiefs also came to me demanding people, but in the end I pushed them all back."

Qian Huan sighed deeply and summarized meaningfully: "Chief Zhou, you must understand my painstaking efforts; I arranged all this for the harmony and stability of No. 1 Prison District, so don't let down my good intentions."

Zhou Hu's forehead veins bulged, and he gritted his teeth to thank: "I thank the Prison Warden for his great trouble on my behalf."

As his words fell, Zhou Hu pushed the door open and stormed back to No. 1 Prison District in anger.

Chang Wei and Ma Xuan quickly approached and asked eagerly: "Boss, what did the Prison Warden say?"

Zhou Hu suppressed his irritation and recounted in detail everything that had just happened in the Warden's Office to the two of them.

Ma Xuan listened quietly, a contemplative expression gradually appearing on his face, while Chang Wei's face turned ashen, like dark clouds gathering; he several times impulsively wanted to stand up and rush to the Warden's Office, but was firmly pulled back by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Ma Xuan.

Ma Xuan advised in a calm tone: "Chang Wei, calm down; even Big Brother went and couldn't find out anything, so what can you do by going?"

Chang Wei's expression was gloomy, his voice low: "But my nephew is alive without being seen, dead without a corpse!"

Ma Xuan glanced at Zhou Hu's cold expression and felt a bit chilled, but not surprised.

He slowly walked behind Chang Wei, pressed hard on the other's shoulder, and said in a heavy and slow tone:

"Chang Wei, calm down first. You yourself said your nephew is alive without being seen, dead without a corpse, so he may not necessarily have been murdered."

Ma Xuan continued to persuade: "Suppose this matter has nothing to do with the Prison Warden; if you rashly go to question him, not only will it not solve the problem, but it may instead arouse the Prison Warden's ill will toward us."

Chang Wei gave a cold laugh, clearly not believing this assumption: "How could it have nothing to do with the Prison Warden?"

Ma Xuan looked firmly at Chang Wei and said in a cold tone: "But if this matter really has something to do with the Prison Warden, then you rushing to ask him is truly strangling your nephew's last chance of survival with your own hands."

Chang Wei felt a sudden jolt of fear, realizing Ma Xuan made sense; he absolutely must not be impulsive now and must calm down, after all, as long as the Patrol Bureau hasn't found his nephew's corpse, one cannot say his nephew definitely has no possibility of survival.

Seeing Chang Wei's emotions finally stabilize, Zhou Hu slowly patted his shoulder and said in a firm and heavy tone:

"Rest assured, I will definitely find a way to help you find your nephew, but this matter cannot be rushed; we now need to figure out what trump cards the Prison Warden has hidden, and then plan for the long term."

Chang Wei took several deep breaths in succession; he had thought of relying on the Patrol Bureau, but he was not as naive as his sister.

Although the Prison and the Patrol Bureau were not the same system, judging others by oneself, having seen much corruption and darkness in the prison, Chang Wei instinctively had no expectations of the Patrol Bureau.

Chang Wei nodded heavily: "I'll listen to Big Brother."

Zhou Hu grinned: "The person replacing your nephew will come to our district to report in a couple of days; the Prison Warden asked me to look after him."

Zhou Hu's tone suddenly turned sinister: "What a coincidence; I have the same plan. I decided to assign him to Area A for you to personally take care of."

"After all, he is the junior martial brother of Li Bashan, the District Chief of Area B, so he counts as one of our own people in No. 1 Prison District. Ha—"

Ma Xuan added from the side: "Li Bashan has definitely defected to the Prison Warden; if the Prison Warden can't escape responsibility for your nephew's disappearance, then Li Bashan definitely has problems too."

Chang Wei's face twisted, a flash of ferocity in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Big Brother, rest assured, I will treat him well; by the way, what's his name?"

Zhou Hu frowned; when he received Li Bashan's resume, he hadn't even looked at it before throwing it in the trash can, and now he couldn't remember the name at all.

Ma Xuan pondered for a moment, then said: "Feng Mu; I remember his name is that."

"Feng Mu? Grave!" Chang Wei let out a sinister laugh, "This name is quite auspicious. Once he steps in here, within a week, Area A will become his true grave."

Ma Xuan reminded: "Be careful in your actions; don't let the Prison Warden catch any evidence. Everything must be done secretly."

A flash of sinister cold light appeared in Chang Wei's eyes: "Rest assured, I know what I'm doing. Yesterday a batch of light criminals happened to transfer in from No. 4 Prison; I can just use them..."

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