Chapter 249

"Our perfectly ordinary Second Prison doesn't allow someone this badass to exist." The instant Feng Mu lowered his head, a strange red thread flashed in the depths of his eyes, vanishing in a split second.

Qian Huan ended the call. Through that layer of thick explosion-proof glass, he quietly watched Feng Mu for a moment, then slowly spoke, his pace unhurried:

"Feng Mu, you've been working at Second Prison for a week now. How is it? Any impressions? Still adapting alright?"

Feng Mu raised his head, meeting Qian Huan's gentle gaze. This gaze was vastly different from the indifference of their first meeting. He hurriedly stood up, responding with a proper and respectful posture:

"Reporting to the Prison Warden. Although I've just arrived, the impression Second Prison gives me is very warm. The prisoners are all willing to listen to reason. My colleagues are all approachable. My direct superior also shows me utmost care. Here, I feel a warmth like home."

"???" Qian Huan's expression immediately struggled to hold.

So you call the prisoners ambushing you and getting counter-killed "willing to listen to your reason"; colleagues backstabbing you "approachable"; your superior setting you up as "utmost care," is that it?

Qian Huan looked at Feng Mu's dead-serious face and was also quite speechless: "If I didn't know what you've been through, I almost would've been deceived by your bullshit."

Since Feng Mu's answer didn't follow the script, Qian Huan could only swallow the prepared pleasantries back down his throat.

Qian Huan thought for a bit, decided to skip those fake formalities, and asked with deep meaning:

"So you think there's really no problem with Second Prison's environment?"

Feng Mu shook his head and slowly said: "Not exactly."

He paused, let out a deep sigh, his tone revealing a trace of compassion:

"The nature of this job is indeed a tiny bit high-risk. This morning, my Captain couldn't take the pressure and committed suicide."

He continued: "And, I seem to have heard that my District Chief had some situation last night. Seems he ran away from home to look for his nephew. He's currently still missing."

A trace of reminiscence flashed in Feng Mu's eyes. He summarized in a low voice:

"They were all good people. Sigh. How could such misfortune happen? Upon hearing the bad news, I truly feel grief and indignation."

"You think your two superiors, one committed suicide, the other ran away from home?" Qian Huan's eye corner couldn't help but twitch.

Feng Mu's expression, however, was exceptionally serious:

"Otherwise? They couldn't possibly have been harmed by bad people, right? In one night, our Second Prison lost two management staff. If this gets out, the impact on the Company would be too terrible. Anyway, I absolutely don't believe that under the Prison Warden's wise governance, Second Prison would see such a vicious incident."

Qian Huan's pupils constricted sharply. He suddenly felt Feng Mu's words weren't without reason.

He gave Feng Mu a meaningful look, then smiled:

"You're right. Our Second Prison has no bad people. Anyone trying to make an issue of these two things is framing us, splashing dirty water on our Second Prison. As the Prison Warden, I absolutely won't allow this to happen."

Feng Mu immediately stood even straighter, righteously declaring:

"Yes. I firmly believe in the Prison Warden's wisdom. Although my position is low and words carry little weight, if anyone uses this to make an issue and attack the Prison Warden, I will definitely step forward. I absolutely won't be that silent coward."

In the two's dialogue, not a single word asked "is the murderer you," but seemingly openly and secretly, every punctuation mark between the lines was defaulting to the premise of this conversation, and based on this, a tacit transaction was reached.

In their conversation, not a single word asked whether you were the killer, yet it seemed that openly and covertly, every punctuation mark between the lines tacitly accepted the premise of this conversation and proceeded on that basis, reaching a tacit transaction.

I can "take the fall" for you, shelter you. I'm willing to be the "knife" in your hand — point at whoever, kill whoever!

The art of smart people speaking lies here: only understandable by intuition, not to be spoken outright.

Shi Wuming stood in the corner like an invisible man. He listened to the two's conversation, seemingly eavesdropping on a segment of dialogue, both like he had overheard something, and like he hadn't heard anything at all.

He felt this world's full malice toward simple people. He could only sigh inwardly:

"Another two silver coins. Sigh. As expected, someone brainless like me is only fit to be a bodyguard, blocking knives or blocking bullets for them."

After a round of dialogue, Qian Huan didn't achieve the goal of completely controlling Feng Mu. Feng Mu performed smarter than he anticipated, and more shameless. Even he, as Prison Warden, found it hard to say those high-sounding words from Feng Mu's mouth.

Although Qian Huan wasn't completely satisfied, he felt it was acceptable. The key was, the bodyguard Mother Li Hanyu sent gave him more confidence to act, letting him handle things with more ease.

Although Shi Wuming was only responsible for protecting his safety, he wouldn't fully obey his orders to kill for him.

The knife that kills still has to be slowly subdued and controlled by himself.

But, with a layer of armor on, his mindset naturally changed.

This layer of armor isn't just the personal safety guarantee Shi Wuming brings. More importantly, Shi Wuming's arrival itself symbolizes the signal of Guangming Group stepping in to back him.

Even if this stepping in has moisture, but without throwing in a life or two, who can probe the depth of this moisture? The key is, the higher-ups of the Prison System are all smart people. No one should be willing to use their own life to test the waters for everyone, right?

In short, Qian Huan feels the most dangerous period has been weathered by him. He has initially sat firmly in the Prison Warden's seat.

Next, he can rein in the rhythm of going crazy a bit, slowly plan to do things beautifully. No need to make it too bloody.

Let all matters return to the rules on the table's surface.

Qian Huan's mind turned, thinking of the development most beneficial to himself, while saying to Feng Mu:

"Ultimately, two people are gone. Second Prison is a bit panicked now. As Prison Warden, I still have an undeniable responsibility."

This time Feng Mu didn't make a sound to respond.

Qian Huan took out an envelope from the drawer, extended it through the explosion-proof wall's narrow opening:

"Coincidentally, the two missing are both your direct superiors. Leaving aside the missing one for now, Tian Tao's family still has a widow and orphan. Like this, you represent me, represent our Second Prison, go offer condolences and care."

Feng Mu took the envelope with both hands, quite admiring the glow of humanity flashing on Qian Huan, same as his own.

He said: "The Prison Warden is benevolent. But how can this money only come from the Prison Warden? I think we should launch a fundraiser, let every Prison Guard in Second Prison donate a bit."

Qian Huan likewise saw the glow of humanity flashing on Feng Mu. He cherished a kindred spirit: "Fine. You handle this."

How can a good deed go unknown? It must be known to all, to guide people toward goodness!

Qian Huan smiled and added: "Hope after the fundraiser, the storm of these two matters can calm down as soon as possible, let all Second Prison affairs return to the right track."

Feng Mu understood the implication in Qian Huan's words. He read the "peace" in Qian Huan's words.

Feng Mu really disliked this "peace." He felt a person should walk a single path to the end. Since he'd already gone crazy and flipped the table, how could he stop halfway, put down the butcher knife, and turn back to the shore?

"Sure enough, once a person puts on armor, the soul becomes weak. I have to give the Prison Warden some supplementary upward motivation."

Feng Mu thought this in his heart, but his face showed compliance:

"I believe under the Prison Warden's wise leadership, Second Prison will surely quickly return to the right track, walk the Righteous Path!"

"I believe that under the wise leadership of the Prison Warden, the Second Prison will surely quickly return to the right track and set foot on the Righteous Path!"

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