Guan Feng asked, "So he came up with the idea of ​​opening the valve to leak the chemical gas?"

Zhou Ming nodded and said, "That's right! Well, at first he didn't have this idea either. He wanted to go through the normal channels. Even last week's request for a raise was something we were pushing him to do in secret! But the fact that the workload increased while the salary didn't increase was the trigger!"

"Even in this situation, Mr. Fang remained as steady as a rock, which directly caused Uncle Zhang to lose his last hope."

"He was thinking of taking a risk and hoped I could help him. I had no choice but to agree to his request. Plus, I had drunk too much last night, so I told him."

Guan Feng asked, "What did you do in the meantime?"

Zhou Ming sighed and said, "I thought he was just talking casually, something he said while drunk, but I never expected him to actually do it. He actually went to the hazardous gas room to open the valve!"

Guan Feng asked, "Didn't you provide any convenience?"

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "No! He asked me about it when we were drinking the day before, and I told him. I didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that Uncle Zhang wouldn't really do such a thing, but I didn't expect... Captain Guan, will I be in any trouble?"

Looking at Zhou Ming's expression, Guan Feng had a gut feeling that the other party was hiding something, but he still took a step back and said, "If it's just what you told me, then you really don't have any major problems. When people are drunk, their consciousness is not clear, and the causal relationship they bear will be reduced accordingly."

A relaxed expression appeared on Zhou Ming's face.

However, Guan Feng's micro-expression analysis was already able to see through any detail, and he could tell at a glance that behind his relaxed demeanor, there was a hint of wishful thinking.

lucky?

A certain possibility flashed through Guan Feng's mind.