Chapter 314: Urgent Promotion?

Qian Huan's searching movements were large, and he did not particularly avoid Feng Mu.

On one hand, perhaps he thought the handwriting on the report sheets was too small, and Feng Mu was too far away to clearly see the dense text on the report sheets;

On the other hand, perhaps Qian Huan did not think the content of these report sheets was all that unsightly;

The most important aspect was that Feng Mu's trust index with him was continuously refreshing its highest point, and Qian Huan, from the bottom of his heart, began to not mind exposing a tiny bit of secrecy to Feng Mu.

Thus, sheet after sheet of color-page reports flipped *shua shua*, captured clearly by Feng Mu's dynamic vision.

Although due to angle issues many tables and fonts were obscured, the few characters 【Bone Posture Report】 at the very top of the header appeared very completely.

Other frequently appearing terms such as 【Bright Level 2 Database】, 【Bone Posture Detection Eye】, also entered Feng Mu's eyes, arousing his slight attention and speculation.

Feng Mu's face remained impassive, but his peripheral vision very covertly glanced at Shi Wuming in the corner, his gaze sweeping across the latter's cold eyes.

Feng Mu did not suspect Qian Huan at all, instead locking all suspicion onto Shi Wuming; at this moment, the two could be said to be exchanging true hearts for true hearts, mutual trust reaching its peak.

Feng Mu pondered inwardly:

"Could it be that there is a problem with my Bone Posture Report, which drew Cheng Gao's attack? The problem really lies with Shi Wuming after all?"

Despite this, Feng Mu did not resent Cheng Gao; on the contrary, he was quite grateful the other party had left him the gift of "dynamic vision".

By the same logic, he was no longer angry at Shi Wuming either; he was just a tiny bit curious whether Shi Wuming could learn his friend's spirit and, before dying, also bequeath him a pair of unique eyes!!

A ripple stirred in Feng Mu's heart:

"The 【Blood Bar Ghost Eye】 still has a slight gap compared to the 【Sharingan】 in certain details, but perhaps I can find a way to fill them one by one?"

Shi Wuming's perception was very keen; he looked at Feng Mu expressionlessly, not concealing the coldness in his eyes.

Feng Mu turned his head and showed Shi Wuming a rather friendly smile; that smile seemed to seep from deep within his facial bones, warm and sincere, without a trace of falseness.

Shi Wuming's gaze stalled for a moment in Feng Mu's sincere smile; for a time, his mind was filled with question marks:

"This idiot Feng Mu, does he still not know I want to kill him and sell medicine?"

Feng Mu's smile at this moment came from the heart; his original plan was merely to kill Shi Wuming, but now he hoped to let the other feel more of his kindness before death.

Exchanging kindness for kindness; only then, when Shi Wuming dies, would that heart explode with the "Gift" he wanted, the one he wanted?

Although the 【Blood Bar Ghost Eye】's 【Copy】 is randomly drawn, Feng Mu was still willing to hope; every strand of kindness should not be betrayed!

Qian Huan slammed 【Lou Rui】's report sheet onto the table and coldly laughed:

"It's not Lou Rui; whether in ability or position, he is far from enough."

Feng Mu immediately nodded, voicing what was in Qian Huan's heart, agreeing:

"The Prison Warden has piercing eyes; this subordinate judges the same. Lou Rui is absolutely not the mastermind behind the scenes; he is merely a link on this line. Behind him there must be other more weighty figures hiding, perhaps not just one."

Qian Huan's face was gloomy: "Who do you think it is?"

Feng Mu did not hesitate in the slightest, did not leave himself any leeway or retreat, displaying a posture of swearing to live or die together with the Prison Warden; he answered without hesitation:

"Zhao Xing, Zhou Hu — at least Zone Chiefs of this level could plan a Prison Riot of such scale. This subordinate believes it is one of them or several acting in concert."

Feng Mu paused, murderous aura surging:

"They all deserve ten thousand deaths, but currently I have only caught Lou Rui alone, still lacking concrete evidence pointing at them."

Every sentence Feng Mu spoke seemed tailor-made for Qian Huan; one could say every sentence struck Qian Mu's heart, and he even cleverly left gaps, waiting for the latter to correct and further restore the truth of the matter.

Qian Huan was very satisfied with Feng Mu's answer; he coldly laughed:

"Feng Mu, you speak well. Every Zone Chief in the entire Second Prison has sufficient motive and suspicion, and not only them — outside Second Prison, in the higher levels of the Prison System, I fear there are also people involved; otherwise they wouldn't necessarily have the guts to stir up such a big affair."

Feng Mu's expression changed slightly, feigning alarm: "Ah? This..."

Seeing Feng Mu reveal a shocked expression, Qian Huan did not think much of it, knowing Feng Mu had made the same mistake as Wang Cong — vision too limited to Second Prison, ignoring the larger chessboard.

However, this cannot be blamed on them; their growth environment from childhood destined their vision and scope to be insufficient, needing slow cultivation.

Qian Huan suddenly stood up, walked straight to the Glass Wall, gnashing his teeth:

"However, the struggles at higher levels, you need not mind; I will handle them. They have backers behind them; I, Qian Huan, also have backers behind me. It's just I fear I'll have to shed some blood, give up more chips, hmph..."

Qian Huan did not know if he truly had confidence or was deliberately feigning calm to appease Feng Mu; he shifted tone and spoke fiercely:

"In short, Feng Mu, I don't care what methods you use — you must pry open Lou Rui's mouth for me, at the fastest speed nail to death those who must be nailed to death. Understand?"

Feng Mu met Qian Huan's sinister, pressing gaze across the Explosion-proof Wall, deliberately hesitating:

"I am naturally a hundred percent willing to do this well for the Prison Warden; only, inside Second Prison their eyes and ears are everywhere. Whatever action I take, I fear none can be hidden from them.

I'm just afraid those few Zone Chiefs won't be able to sit still then; they'll shield their subordinates and come demand people from me. After all, my position is low and words carry little weight; how can I stop them?"

Following Feng Mu's train of thought, Qian Huan thought deeply and instantly realized this potential problem.

If he always stood firm inside the Prison, those Zone Chiefs below might not dare be too presumptuous.

But at this moment, he absolutely could not stay holed up in Second Prison; he had to go out and carry out necessary activities.

So, when the time comes, what can Feng Mu use to suppress those lawless Zone Chiefs? By what right can he suppress them? Just because he is a Prison Guard? He isn't even a Captain yet!!

Qian Huan now especially regretted, regretting he hadn't been able to urgently promote Feng Mu earlier.

Fortunately, Qian Huan's mind turned fast enough, and things having reached this point, he was completely unscrupulous.

He immediately sat back at the desk, took out paper and brush, signed an Appointment Order, and simultaneously took out a Seal, pressing it down with both hands to stamp it on.

The instant the Seal imprint took effect, a Prompt Box synchronously popped up on Feng Mu's Retina...

(End of Chapter)