Chapter 519

Liu Yi was a Technical Prison Guard in the Second Prison, and he immediately realized his phone had been compromised.

Then, he recalled the events of the past few days, and immediately remembered that slightly embarrassing strange text message.

He was one hundred percent loyal to the Department Head, and did not mind at all that the Department Head could track his location 24 hours a day through this.

He was merely ashamed that the process of him getting compromised might lower the Department Head's evaluation of him.

At that time, his hand really just slipped a tiny bit, it absolutely wasn't....

Feng Mu seemed to sense something; he slowly opened his eyes and spoke in a gentle voice:

"Tracking every single one of you is because there are too many bad people outside; I'm thinking that if you lose contact and encounter danger, I can rescue you at the fastest speed. Don't overthink it."

Liu Yi hurriedly shook his head, then hurriedly nodded.

He was so anxious he got red-faced; several times he wanted to speak but stopped, but ultimately didn't have the nerve to ask.

In the end, he could only abruptly turn his head, glaring at Gong Qi in the passenger seat with eyes burning with the flames of shame and anger.

The corner of Gong Qi's mouth curled up, smiling extremely happily.

He naturally knew what Liu Yi wanted to ask, but he deliberately didn't say it, just appreciating the other party's stifled-to-the-point-of-internal-injury appearance.

The current Gong Qi increasingly liked following by Little Junior Brother's side.

The fun was simply too much — not just the fun of killing people, but all kinds of unimaginable fun; every day passed with relish, to the point he didn't want to return to the Martial Arts Hall.

Liu Yi let out a long breath and asked Gong Qi without shame to learn from a subordinate:

"Please be sure to pass this skill on to me as well, so I can help the Department Head share his worries."

Liu Yi didn't explicitly state which specific skill — it might be the implantation tracking technology, or the idea behind crafting those text messages, or something else.

Gong Qi observed Liu Yi's expression changes and found it increasingly interesting.

"Little Junior Brother's subordinates, although their strength is generally still low, are interesting one by one. Strange, how come I never discovered before that they were this interesting?"

Gong Qi slightly narrowed his eyes, continuing to ponder,

"Perhaps it's not that they themselves are interesting, but that Little Junior Brother makes them become interesting; Little Junior Brother makes their boring lives bloom with interesting vitality."

Thinking of this, a smile as sinister as a venomous snake emerged on Gong Qi's face, and he said faintly:

"Good, I'll teach you."

Unknowingly, Gong Qi was also being subtly transformed.

Once, in his eyes, killing people was the most interesting fun in this world.

Therefore, for every team building activity of the Master-Apprentice organization, he was full of enthusiasm and actively participated.

Now, he still felt killing was very fun, and the Master-Apprentice's team building still held a fatal attraction for him.

But it wasn't necessarily what attracted him the most anymore; what attracted him the most right now was slowly becoming Little Junior Brother.

Moreover, Gong Qi began to ponder: compared to simple killing, perhaps reconstructing a person, bestowing upon them a different new life, could be even more interesting?

"We've arrived."

Liu Yi said softly, simultaneously parking the car steadily.

At this moment, the convoy's location was extremely close to the flickering red dot on the navigation.

Looks like those two Zone Chiefs are in this upscale residential compound.

Unfortunately, the navigation could only roughly delineate the building range they were in, but couldn't precisely display which specific unit or room they were in.

Feng Mu looked out the car window; the outlines of the upscale residential buildings stood silently in the night.

Under the cover of the night sky, each building stood like a coffin erected upright, faintly connected to the huge steel butt overhead.

"Check which high-ranking official of the Prison System lives in this area."

Feng Mu said indifferently.

Where the Prison System's high-ranking officials live isn't classified intelligence; everyone is from the Prison System, so asking around a bit can find it out.

Gong Qi couldn't help with this aspect.

Although he was also an old-qualified Prison Guard in the Prison System, his interpersonal relationships within the system — better not mentioned.

"The Internal Investigation System isn't perfect yet; I still have to input everyone's addresses, information, and relevant personal data in advance."

Gong Qi's mind turned rapidly, discovering the imperfections in his work.

Gong Qi was absolutely a genius in the field of computer technology; countless improvement ideas instantly surged in his mind:

"The navigation page is still too crude; it should have more module functions, preferably able to monitor the target's phone calls and text message content at all times, and even detect sensitive words..."

"I have to specially design an app for this; hmm, let's call it DingTalk, implying nailing everyone down like nails, leaving them nowhere to escape."

A few minutes later.

Liu Yi turned his head and respectfully said to Feng Mu:

"Department Head, found it. It's Lou Duan, Lou Station Chief, he lives here."

【49】 Liu Yi spoke while reporting the door plate number he had inquired about.

Liu Yi said while giving out the house number he had inquired about.

With the door plate number obtained, Gong Qi could be of use again.

He moved his neck, looking at Little Junior Brother with a blazing gaze, and said eerily:

"Department Head, give the order: dead or alive?"

During work, Gong Qi had already learned to address Little Junior Brother by his official title; there was no helping it, the Internal Investigation Department's atmosphere was too fanatical, he had to "follow local customs" and perform immersive roleplay.

When Gong Qi started addressing him as Department Head instead of "Little Junior Brother," Feng Mu's heart was like a clear mirror; he instantly understood how urgent Senior Brother's desire to lead the team on a mission was.

After getting along for a period of time, Feng Mu understood the personalities of the few Senior Brothers and Sisters in the Martial Arts Hall increasingly well.

In other words, he had mastered their respective "user manuals" increasingly proficiently.

For example, Eldest Senior Brother Li Bashan had the strongest combat power, a personality like a child, acted straightforwardly, wasn't too suitable for overly complex matters; things assigned to Eldest Senior Brother must be simple and clear, but basically anything explained would definitely succeed.

Second Senior Sister Liu Xie was decisive in killing; asking Second Senior Sister to do things only required stating the result, the process was best left for her to handle autonomously.

Third Senior Brother Zhao Zhixin had the most thoughts; if there was something for him to do, it was best to explain it to him in crushed detail, to prevent him from adding his own drama.

Fourth Senior Brother Yuan Xidi is the most brainless, knowing only fighting and killing; his intelligence and conduct can be treated like a fierce dog at home.

Fifth Senior Brother Gong Qi has the greatest love of play, likes challenging difficulty, and has a touch of perfectionism—the more complicated the matter, the more he likes to snatch it up to do.

Sixth Senior Brother Wang Yu has a bit of artistic talent; his instructions are the hardest to handle, and further observation is needed.

Junior Sister Hong Ya is the most adorable and lovable, almost always granting requests, a treasure chest and also a mascot.

Just like now, what Feng Mu told Gong Qi was:

"Fine, leave it to Fifth Senior Brother, but don't kill anyone for now, and don't alarm them; instead, first secretly find where they meet, gather evidence of their conspiracy to blow up Prison Warden Qian to death—can Senior Brother handle it?"

Gong Qi listened to the many key difficulties in the mission, but the corners of his mouth curled higher and higher, his expression growing more sinister and excited:

"No problem!"

Gong Qi got out of the car in high spirits, leading several people toward the building; Feng Mu asked no more, showing absolute trust.

Feng Mu himself was not in a hurry to get out of the car, but estimated the time, took out his phone, and made a crucial phone call.

……

End of Chapter