Chapter 186: I Will Stare at Him Until Death

"Sis, how could I not care about my nephew? He's my only nephew. I've pulled some strings at the Patrol Bureau, but a major case happened in the city these past two days, so they might not be able to spare too many people temporarily."

"But Sis, rest assured, having no news at all for now might not be a bad thing."

"Alright, Sis, stop crying. I know. I'll go ask about the school after I get off work later. Didn't you stay up all night again last night? Go get some sleep quickly. If you wear yourself out, how will you go look for Qingsen?"

Chang Wei hung up the phone irritably, rubbed his stiff cheeks hard, then looked at Tian Tao with bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse: "How is it?"

Tian Tao replied: "As you ordered, the duty roster has been arranged."

Chang Wei nodded, speaking gloomily: "The strength registered on this kid's employment resume isn't weak. If there's no padding in it, then the two of us combined aren't enough to beat him. Relying on a few prisoners might not be able to deal with him."

Tian Tao heard this, his tone becoming serious: "I understand. For the next few days, I'll keep his work fully scheduled, guaranteeing he won't get a moment's sleep."

"Hey, make him work nonstop for four or five days. Unless he's made of iron, otherwise, even the hardest bone will be softened into noodles by him. How much of his strength can he exert then?"

Tian Tao paused, then spoke sinisterly: "Even if that's not enough, didn't you specially add another layer of insurance?"

Chang Wei frowned then relaxed, speaking faintly: "I can't hide it from you."

Tian Tao smiled, showing hesitation on his face: "But why must it be Wang Cong? Wouldn't someone more obedient be more useful?"

Chang Wei spoke sinisterly: "Because Wang Cong was truly oppressed by you for half a year. Using him to approach Feng Mu is the easiest way to gain his sympathy and trust, because he doesn't need to act at all. Replacing him with our own people would be hard to achieve his effect."

Tian Tao suddenly realized, giving Chang Wei a thumbs-up: "But, it's not guaranteed that Wang Cong doesn't bear a grudge against us in his heart. What if he secretly tells Feng Mu, then wouldn't it be..."

Chang Wei coldly laughed: "Precisely because he bears a grudge against us, he dares even less to tell Feng Mu. Instead, he will help us even more wholeheartedly, unless he wants to keep living the days of being oppressed."

Chang Wei's gaze became deep, as if dragged into those painful and unforgettable memories of the past. His voice was low and full of philosophy, speaking emotionally:

"People who have been bullied for a long time are like this. When they meet another newly arrived bullied person, they don't think of huddling together for warmth. Instead, they will try every means to transfer their own pain onto the newcomer, using the other person as a stepping stone to climb out of their own mud pit. For this, they would not hesitate to become accomplices of those who once oppressed them."

Tian Tao was stunned. He didn't expect his direct superior to understand human nature so deeply. However, Tian Tao's guess was not accurate. Chang Wei didn't understand human nature; he only understood himself.

What he saw in Wang Cong was his former self!

"Alright, I still have to go to the school. You don't go home this week; just stay in the Security Bureau. Keep a close watch on him." Chang Wei waved his hand, changed out of his uniform, and walked out.

Tian Tao straightened his back, responding loudly and firmly: "Yes, rest assured. I will keep staring at him until death!"

B Ward.

The newly transferred District Chief Song Heng was transferred from C Ward, because no one in B Ward was willing to take over Li Bashan's position.

Zhou Hu had promoted two people in a row, but both refused.

These days, there are actually people unwilling to get promoted. Zhou Hu was both angry and amused, and at the same time felt even stronger fear toward Li Bashan in his heart.

He, Zhou Hu, would absolutely not allow cliques or small mountains defying superior orders to appear under his command. If there were, they must be smashed. Coincidentally, Prison Warden Qian Huan thought exactly the same as him.

So, human nature is double standards.

At this moment, Song Heng glared at Li Bashan with an ugly expression: "I told you to take the night shift, didn't you hear?"

Li Bashan had already taken off his uniform. He lowered his head, looking down at Song Heng from above, speaking in a muffled voice: "I heard."

Song Heng was 1.7 meters tall, just reaching Li Bashan's chest. He felt as if his whole person was covered by a towering shadow. He suddenly understood somewhat why B Ward's colleagues were unwilling to take over Li Bashan's position.

It wasn't that they were unwilling; they were clearly afraid.

"A group of spineless cowards."

Song Heng coldly snorted in disdain in his heart. He bravely looked directly into Li Bashan's tiger eyes full of ferocity, gritted his teeth, and said with a hardened scalp: "You clearly heard, so why did you leave your post without permission?"

Li Bashan's gaze was calm like an ancient well, not a ripple arising. His voice was low and mellow, as if emitted from deep within his chest: "It's time. I have to go back to the Martial Arts Hall to eat. I still need to bring food to my junior disciple tomorrow."

Song Heng was so angry he laughed back: "Eat? Do you think eating is more important than work? Are you going to defy my order?"

Li Bashan looked at Song Heng as if looking at a fool, speaking lowly: "Yes, eating is most important."

At this time, several prison guards quickly stepped forward, trying to ease the tense atmosphere. They smiled and persuaded:

"Oh, District Chief, don't be angry. We are willing to take the shift for Big Brother Bashan. The prison's rules and regulations don't explicitly state that colleagues aren't allowed to cover shifts for each other, right?"

Song Heng had a dark face. He was just about to say no when he felt a chill assault his scalp from his heels. The words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back into his throat.

Li Bashan seemed to just realize what Song Heng wanted to do. He asked in a deep voice: "You don't want me to eat?"

Song Heng felt as if stared at by a terrifying evil beast, instinctively feeling huge fear. Even the uniform he wore symbolizing authority and status could not resist this fear rising from his soul.

This fear was like when, years ago, escorting a batch of death row prisoners into a certain Hidden Gate. Through thick mist, he caught a glimpse of a huge monster bound by layers of alloy chains on the ground inside.

Even through the mist, even though the monster was locked up, to this day when he recalled it, he still felt his bones turn cold.

Of course, Song Heng felt Li Bashan definitely couldn't compare to that huge monster. But the problem was, Li Bashan wasn't bound by chains either.

"Damn it, why is this kind of dangerous guy a prison guard? Shouldn't he be locked up in the Water Prison along with those serious criminals?"

Song Heng couldn't help but shiver. His gaze fell on the wooden bucket Li Bashan was carrying. The oily fragrance emitted from the bucket made his Adam's apple involuntarily roll once.

He coldly snorted, speaking viciously: "A rice bucket, one. Fine, you not being on duty also saves our prison cafeteria a huge expense. Hurry home and eat. Remember to eat full tomorrow morning before coming to work. Don't waste our prison's food."

(End of Chapter)