Chapter 349: The Mad King, Personally Appointed

Feng Mu proved his loyalty to Qian Huan through his actions, and was thus entrusted by him with an important task, organizing the Internal Investigation Department.

Wang Cong proved his value to Qian Huan through his wisdom, and was thus promoted beyond the usual ranks by him, rising to Zone Chief.

"Feng Mu is fierce and decisive, Wang Cong is exceptionally clever, one literary and one martial, each with their strengths; they are my most relied-upon left and right arms, and most importantly, these two have deep, irreconcilable conflicts and can check each other!" Qian Huan was plotting in his heart.

These two appointments of his were not decided on a whim, but made from the perspective of coordinating the overall situation, possessing both wisdom and means, fully interpreting his discernment in judging people and his way of governing people as Prison Warden.

Under normal circumstances, such appointments would almost never be approved; even though Qian Huan was the Prison Warden, it would be difficult for him to push them through single-handedly.

However, the Second Prison is currently facing an unprecedented extraordinary period, with people's hearts unsettled, and everyone from top to bottom shrouded in an atmosphere of panic and unease.

In the eyes of almost everyone in the Second Prison, the chair beneath the Prison Warden's buttocks seemed to have a huge hole rotted in it, tottering on the verge of collapse as if it would fall apart at any moment.

So now is the moment when Qian Huan's prestige in the Second Prison has fallen to rock bottom, but the interesting thing is that now is also the moment when Qian Huan's power in the Second Prison has climbed to its peak.

He can act recklessly, ignore rules, speak and the law follows, becoming the "Mad King" with unlimited authority within the Second Prison!!!

Seemingly unreasonable, but actually a tacit understanding reached after deep thought by clever people everywhere—no one wants to face the "Mad King's" counterattack before death!

They are all waiting, waiting for the "Mad King" to fall, and then they will swarm up and tear apart the "Mad King's" retinue left behind.

But they do not know that the "Mad King" will not fall; he will only...

Wang Cong took the appointment letter, his face flushing red from undisguised excitement, and said inwardly:

"Feng Mu controls the Internal Investigation Department, I control the Death Zone; thus, the Second Prison has already half fallen into Feng Mu's hands. Next, the Prison Warden only needs to serve as a facade signboard, and I hope he will obediently cooperate."

Qian Huan did not know Wang Cong's treasonous thoughts in his heart, only thinking Wang Cong was expressing genuine emotion, moved by his own heavy reliance on him; he patted Wang Cong's shoulder again, his tone full of encouragement and promises:

"Rest assured, the Death Zone will not remain empty for long; soon it will be refilled, and by then you will become the most powerful Zone Chief in the Second Prison."

What else could Wang Cong say?

He could only solemnly affix this appointment letter to his chest, carefully put it away, then salute Qian Huan with utmost solemnity, and roar with murderous intensity:

"This subordinate will henceforth loyally and unswervingly follow the Prison Warden; even if my liver and brains are spilled on the ground, I will repay with death!"

The prison guard colleagues in the distance, hearing the sound, all cast their gazes over, and expressions of envy involuntarily appeared on their faces.

Further away, Zhao Xing, who had removed his epaulets and changed into an ordinary prison guard uniform, watched silently without a word, his expression unusually cold.

He coldly snorted, his tone revealing disdain and mockery:

"One is still struggling on the verge of death, the other doesn't know what's good for him; two ridiculous clowns, humph—"

None of the prison guards passing by nearby dared to respond to Zhao Xing's words; they all pretended not to have heard and kept their distance, while the indifferent electronic eyes above their heads silently watched everything.

Qian Huan wore a smile and brought Wang Cong along to the Internal Investigation Department.

What presented itself before his eyes was a scene of busy activity day and night; the most eye-catching was two corpses dragged out from the interrogation room, their necks twisted, their faces frozen with despair and terror before death.

Such a scene did not surprise Qian Huan; rather, a figure appearing in the Internal Investigation Department surprised him slightly—the bald prison forensic doctor Qin Liang.

The latter was squatting beside a corpse, yawning lazily while casually filling out a death report on the autopsy form.

"Forensic Doctor Qin has also been incorporated into the Internal Investigation Department? The Internal Investigation Department was only organized yesterday, isn't it? Feng Mu moves fast enough."

Wang Cong, very observant, made a sarcastic remark on the side.

Qian Huan was provoked by Wang Cong this way, but the doubts in his heart instead vanished like smoke and clouds; he smiled indifferently, then put on a stern face to lecture Wang Cong:

"Whether it is you, or Feng Mu, or Forensic Doctor Qin Liang, you are all people I trust; you getting along harmoniously and helping each other is exactly what I am most pleased to see."

He paused for a moment, pretending to be sincere and earnest as he instructed:

"Previously there were some misunderstandings between you and Feng Mu; I also bear some responsibility for this.

But fortunately, these things are all in the past, and for the upcoming 【Octagonal Cage Beast Arena】 plan, I hope you can let go of the grudges in your heart, join hands with Feng Mu, and do your utmost for this plan; do you understand?"

Qian Huan naturally hoped Feng Mu and Wang Cong would check and restrain each other; he was also certain these two had deep-seated grudges, because this was something he had inadvertently brought about himself, and it would be extremely difficult to resolve.

Feng Mu is ruthless and bears grudges; Wang Cong is selfish and merciless; a drama of betrayal has been staged between these two, and it is absolutely impossible for them to reconcile.

No one can forgive the person who betrayed them; this is human nature; as long as one is a living person of flesh and blood, it is impossible to go against human nature.

But he likewise did not want this conflict to affect what comes next, so he must mediate from the middle; this is also the posture he, as a superior, should adopt.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Wang Cong's face; finally, though unwilling, he still nodded slightly, speaking in a somewhat muffled voice:

"I listen to the Prison Warden; it's just that Feng Mu acts too high-profile, as if he has been caught with evidence by the Patrol Bureau; I'm just afraid he won't handle things cleanly and will mess up the Prison Warden's big plans."

"Badmouthing people behind their backs is not a good quality."

Just then, the door of the Bu Zhang Ban Gong Shi slowly opened, and Feng Mu walked out from within; his complexion was genial, his steps steady, his tone calm though concealing hidden sharpness:

"Wang Cong, congratulations on your promotion to Zone Chief of the Death Zone as you wished; I must remind you of one thing: don't be too happy too soon. You must be careful of Zhao Xing's retaliation; don't end up dying at home like Gong Lao just two days after your promotion."

Wang Cong coldly snorted and showed no weakness:

"No need for your concern; you'd better worry more about your own safety.

Also, yesterday you arrested many prison guards in the Second Prison for interrogation, and even Ma Xuan was summoned by you; these moves of yours—aren't you suspecting Zhou Hu? How come, judging by what you say now, Gong Lao's death is also related to Zhao Xing?"

Feng Mu hehe laughed, a ruthless light flashing in his eyes; he looked at Qian Huan, not concealing his thoughts at all, and said fiercely:

"Zhou Hu is heavily suspected in this shocking prison riot; Zhao Xing is the same. Not just them—according to our Internal Investigation Department's investigation, all Zone Chiefs in the Second Prison District have countless connections to this case."

Wang Cong sucked in a breath of cold air: "So many—surely that doesn't include me?"

Feng Mu smiled without his eyes reaching them, and said lightly:

"Of course not; you are a Zone Chief personally appointed by the Prison Warden; you are different from those Zone Chiefs outside."

Feng Mu's words seemed to be spoken to Wang Cong, but were actually meant to reveal his intentions to Qian Huan, indicating his line of investigation:

As long as they are not Zone Chiefs personally appointed by you, the Prison Warden, then every single one of them participated in the prison riot and is guilty!

Feng Mu's investigative approach was simple and crude; it would inevitably lead to wrongful convictions, and it also expanded the scope of the crackdown, while concealing his selfish desire to increase the Internal Investigation Department's power.

But Feng Mu's attitude of not concealing anything and speaking frankly made Qian Huan feel very reassured.

In short, Qian Huan greatly liked Feng Mu's investigative approach.

Feng Mu, truly a famous detective; the Internal Investigation Department absolutely cannot do without him!

(End of Chapter)