Chapter 332: Return the Favor

At the same time, in the parking lot beneath a mid-range residential compound's high-rise building, Feng Mu received a call from the Prison System.

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded young, clearly instructing him to report to the Patrol Bureau tomorrow morning to cooperate with Head Constable Chen Yang's investigation.

Feng Mu showed not the slightest resistance; instead, he expressed his gratitude for the Prison System's trust with utmost sincerity.

Before hanging up, he merely asked out of politeness which leader in the Prison System this order came from.

The response on the other end of the phone was courteous and reserved, both unexpected and reasonable:

"Sorry, I can't answer your question. Oh, me, I'm Han Zheng, a temporary worker on rotation at the duty room!"

Feng Mu hung up politely, his brow slightly furrowed, muttering thoughtfully:

"Which high-ranking official of the Prison System is this? Have they smelled danger? Heh heh—, it seems every world is the same; temporary workers are the best firewalls!"

Guan Zhong opened the car door for Feng Mu while speaking with a grim expression:

"Minister, Chen Yang should be that young head constable we ran into at Gong Lao's house last time. Tonight, I'll stand guard at the Patrol Bureau's gate, and the moment he appears tomorrow morning, I'll blow his head off with one shot."

Feng Mu did not doubt Guan Zhong's resolve in the slightest; he truly intended to ambush and kill a head constable at the Patrol Bureau's gate.

Since being taught to use a gun, Guan Zhong's head was filled with the resolve to communicate with the world through gunshots.

Feng Mu was very satisfied with this, but also had a bit of a headache.

He declined Guan Zhong's kindness and said in a gentle voice:

"Guan Zhong, I absolutely believe you can kill him, but there's no need to rush; I also want to go to the Patrol Bureau myself to take a look."

Feng Mu paused slightly, then a meaningful smile bloomed on his face as he continued to explain:

"My father is the head constable of the Patrol Bureau. As his son, I have never properly visited that place. If this gets out, outsiders might think I am unfilial. This opportunity is truly rare; we should not let Head Constable Chen's invitation go to waste."

A trace of worry flashed across Guan Zhong's face: "What if Head Constable Chen really intends to entrap the Minister?"

Feng Mu chuckled lightly. He already had a plan in mind, but he would not dampen his subordinate's loyalty and enthusiasm. Instead, he replied in a gentle tone:

"If it really comes to that, it's not too late for you to go talk to him then, isn't it?"

Guan Zhong felt the Minister's affirmation and trust in him, as if his own safety was entrusted to his own hands. This made his chest burn with heat, and he nodded firmly.

Feng Mu walked forward unhurriedly. Guan Zhong quickly opened the trunk, carried out two boxes of exquisite synthetic food gift boxes, and followed closely behind him into the unit door.

Two minutes later.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

Guan Zhong held the two boxes of gifts steadily, while Feng Mu stood to the side. He directed a gentle and exquisite smile toward the cat's eye and spoke kindly:

"Sister-in-law, please open the door for us. The Prison has some welfare items to distribute. Zone Chief Zhou Hu specifically instructed the two of us to come deliver them."

This scene seemed familiar.

So, two minutes later, Feng Mu slowly squatted down, his gaze falling gently on the woman curled up in a ball in the corner, her body trembling involuntarily.

His face always wore an exquisite smile, and he said in a gentle tone:

"Sister-in-law, you'd better remember this from now on. Don't open the door so easily for strangers, especially not for your husband's colleagues. Understood?"

Zhou Hu's wife was as pale as paper, her eyes filled with fear. She looked at the black muzzle of the gun in Guan Zhong's hand, then turned her gaze to the kind-faced Feng Mu. She subconsciously leaned toward Feng Mu.

Feng Mu smiled gently and said softly to comfort her:

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid. We bear you no malice. It's just that your husband took something from my friend today.

Well, I believe it was an accident. So, could you please call him and ask him to accidentally return the thing to my friend quickly?"

Zhou Hu's wife took the phone with trembling hands. Her fingertips touched the keys. The moment the call connected, her voice carried a trembling sob:

"Zhou Hu, two of your colleagues are at our home. They say you took something that belongs to someone else. What exactly did you take? Hurry up and return it to them!!!"

In his previous life, Feng Mu had seen many news reports about child trafficking. He knew how difficult it was to find those abducted children.

Fortunately, in this life, he had learned the thinking patterns of a Divine Detective. Regarding child trafficking, he had his own solution, called—Return the Favor!

As for the principle that disaster should not extend to family?

Sorry, in the education Feng Mu received, a family must share the same fate and stand together!

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Second Prison, Light Prison District.

Inside the Zone Chief's office, Zhou Hu logged into the Prison System's intranet. His gaze fell on the latest "Announcement" on the screen, and a sinister arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

"The higher-ups ordered Feng Mu to go to the Patrol Bureau for investigation tomorrow morning! Good, very good. Let you be arrogant. Now Qian Huan can't protect you anymore. Hmph—"

Zhou Hu laughed heartily in the office. He could not contain his excitement and wanted to go to the Internal Investigation Department to see Feng Mu's panicked and flustered expression when he learned this news.

"Young people are still too tender. They don't know to leave themselves a way out. You wholeheartedly followed Qian Huan, that broken ship. Now the ship is sinking. You will become the first sacrifice to feed the fish. Hahahaha!"

Zhou Hu was so happy he could barely keep the smile off his face. Then, he grinned and answered his wife's phone call. The smile on his face froze instantly.

Zhou Hu was stunned for three seconds. His mind went blank for a moment. For a while, he couldn't remember what he had taken from anyone today. But his wife's sobbing on the other end of the phone was incredibly real.

He involuntarily lowered his voice and said urgently into the phone:

"Wife, explain clearly. Who is in our home? What did they do to you?"

The sobbing on the other end of the phone was intermittent. Zhou Hu's wife could not answer Zhou Hu's questions. She could only mechanically repeat what she had just said.

The veins on Zhou Hu's forehead bulged like wriggling earthworms. He could no longer suppress the anger and fear in his heart. He roared incoherently into the phone:

"Who, who is in my home? I'll kill you. Answer the phone. Don't stay silent. You—answer the phone for me!"

Just as Zhou Hu was about to lose control from anger, a faint laugh suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

The laugh came through the microphone, carrying a hint of distorted echo, yet it resonated abnormally clearly in his eardrums. A certain inexplicable sense of familiarity contained within it made Zhou Hu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar:

"Anger cannot solve problems. On the contrary, anger is a sign of cowardice. So, Zone Chief, I advise you to adjust your emotions and change your attitude when speaking to me."

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