Chapter 703 Guiding Light!!!

The heavy wooden door of the office closed gently behind Feng Mu, and all the rich expressions on his face receded like the tide, leaving only an unfathomable calm.

Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket, slid his fingertips quickly across the screen, found a number, and pressed the dial button.

Of course, he had to make this call, but his purpose was definitely not to verify the situation.

He knew the truth very well. This phone call was just a trick to make every detail perfect and flawless.

After all, the person sitting inside the door was Li Shang, the recognized detective in District 9.

Who knows, they might investigate who he called later.

Inside the door, Li Shang was indeed not idle, his brain was working at a rapid pace.

His first suspicion was that Feng Mu would call Qin Liang or Bai Ye to verify the situation, so the purpose of this call was easy to understand.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Feng Mu did not call these two people, but called a third person. Then the purpose of this call is very intriguing.

There is a high probability that the person behind this call is...

"So, Feng Mu, who are you going to call?"

All kinds of associations came to Li Shang's mind, but he did not choose to lie on the door and eavesdrop.

He just glanced at the time on his mobile phone, wrote it down, and asked someone to check Feng Mu's communication records after returning to the bureau.

To be fair, Li Shang did not necessarily conduct these investigations with any ill intentions to harm Feng Mu.

On the contrary, he now values ​​Feng Mu's friendship more than ever before, especially after coming to the Second Prison today.

He did all this mainly because he wanted to keep more secrets, and it was his lack of security that was at work.

It’s like you have a good friend, and one day, you suddenly find out that he has secretly killed someone.

Your first reaction is definitely not to report him, but to be angry about why he hid the murder from you.

Then, you secretly found out that your friend did not commit the murder alone, but committed the crime with other friends.

Wouldn’t you not only be angry, but also feel uneasy?

Oh no, my friends didn’t bring me along for group activities. They have their own little circles and little secrets that I don’t know about. Am I an outsider?

Isolation! This is pure isolation!

Li Shang's mentality at this moment is not exactly the same as the above metaphor.

Because, in the current situation, he only regards Feng Mu as a friend, and the other people Feng Mu plays with are not just friends, but... some big shots.

All of a sudden, I felt even more angry and uneasy!

Outside the door, Feng Mu reported concisely into the receiver of his mobile phone. The call was not long.

However, the content of the call was different from what Li Shang expected. There was no mention of the explosion at all.

"Yes, ma'am, Wang Cong just came over. He was very arrogant and his words were full of provocation.

Judging from his words, he must have obtained the clear support of President Lu, so he is fearless. I understand. Please rest assured that I will put the overall situation first and be patient for the time being.

Well, the renovation of Warden Qian's office is also progressing rapidly. The fish tank and explosion-proof glass will be installed today..."

After Feng Mu finished his report to Li Hanyu on the other end of the phone, he gently hung up.

Feng Mu did not return to the office immediately. He stood there quietly for about half a minute before pushing the door open again.

Li Shang looked at the calmness that had returned to Feng Mu's face, his eyes moved slightly, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

Feng Mu didn't let Li Shang guess any more and went straight to the point:

"Captain Li, are you willing to believe me?"

Li Shang was stunned by this sudden and direct question, but he reacted very quickly and immediately stood up from the sofa with a serious expression:

"Of course, we are good friends, and friends should trust each other."

Li Shang had been with Feng Mu for a long time and had learned each other's catchphrases.

Feng Mu smiled, but his voice remained low:

"In that case, Captain Li, you must listen to me. This matter ends here. Do not investigate further."

"That's it?"

Li Shang's mind raced, trying to understand the deep meaning behind these four short words.

He opened his mouth, his face showing hesitation and confusion.

"If we don't investigate further, then... how should we define this explosion? And how should we explain the disappearance of the special envoy? If the higher-ups start questioning us..."

Feng Mu interrupted Li Shang without waiting for him to finish, saying:

"Captain Li, trust me! Friends don't harm friends! Further investigation won't do you any good, but will only put you in danger!"

Li Shang looked at Feng Mu's extremely sincere eyes, which seemed to contain thousands of words that could not be expressed, and his heart beat uncontrollably faster.

He seemed to understand something and sighed:

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I won't ask you why, so as not to embarrass you. Just tell me if this is related to the disappearance of the special envoy."

Feng Mu approached Li Shang, placed his hands on his shoulders, and with a little force pushed him back onto the sofa. He replied sincerely:

"Captain Li, don't worry. This was just an accident, an unfortunate coincidence.

I assure you that this has nothing to do with the disappearance of the Special Correspondent."

Li Shang listened quietly, his eyes meeting Feng Mu's for a few seconds. He didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he said as if he did believe it:

"Okay, now that you've said that, I know what to do next."

He stopped exerting any strength and sat back on the sofa without any resistance, following Feng Mu's force. He seemed unusually "obedient", but what he was actually thinking was:

"Sure enough, there are too many secrets hidden from me in the Jade Garden case, and even now, they still choose to keep it secret from me.

But Feng Mu could know it, and he could even give such an affirmative guarantee that it had nothing to do with it!

Feng Mu must be backed by Madam Li and Councillor Wang. It seems that Feng Mu's position in the hearts of these important figures is far higher than mine."

An indescribable jealousy and anger surged in my heart, but was quickly replaced by pragmatic thoughts:

"Well, they don't trust me, they trust Feng Mu, and Feng Mu trusts me. So I'll take Feng Mu as my guiding light and believe that he will never do wrong."

In fact, Li Shang was not someone who could be easily persuaded by Feng Mu's few words. As a detective, he was also quite suspicious.

But there was no way he could resist it. From the first step he took into the Second Prison today, he had completely fallen into Feng Mu's trap.

It seemed that Feng Mu had only said a few words to him, but in fact, every scene he heard and saw in the Second Prison today was carefully designed by Feng Mu.

Just as he deliberately prepared the atmosphere for a friendly exchange with Feng Mu, Feng Mu also quietly prepared everything for a friendly exchange with him.

at the same time.

Outside the gate of the Second Prison, a black car was parked steadily outside the cordon.

The car door opened and two men in well-tailored black suits got out.

They stood still, looking up at the surveillance camera high above the prison gate. One of them raised his hand and waved casually and confidently at the camera, as if to say:

"We're here, open the door quickly!"

……..

Outside the high walls of the Second Prison, about a kilometer away in a straight line, is a gas station that has been abandoned for many years.

The paint peeled off, revealing the gray concrete wall underneath. Several gas pumps stood crookedly like steel skeletons with their internal organs drained out.

The sign on the roof had long since disappeared, leaving only a few rusty iron frames, and the glass of the doors and windows had long since been shattered, leaving only jagged edges.

Dust slowly floated in the beam of light coming in through the broken window. Under the light were abandoned shelves and collapsed counters, and thick dust covered everything.

But beneath this dilapidated appearance lies an extreme sense of technology that is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Five pairs of eyes, or rather, five sets of sensor arrays covered under sophisticated armor, just like the compound eyes of a venomous snake, stared coldly at the prison gate in the distance.

Their entire bodies were wrapped in matte black, full-coverage exoskeleton armor, like killing machines from a future battlefield. They were sitting or standing, scattered in the shadowy corners of the room.

The armor has sharp lines and a complex hydraulic transmission structure at the joints. Subtle streams of energy appear and disappear at the seams of the armor, emitting an almost inaudible hum.

In the sky, a "sparrow" was circling over the Second Prison in an unusually stable trajectory.

Its feather color and flying posture are no different from those of a real sparrow, and it even occasionally preens its feathers.

But upon closer inspection, one would discover that its pea-sized eyeballs were flashing an extremely faint, unnatural blue light.

It was overlooking the vehicle that had just stopped in front of the prison gate below, and transmitting the image in real time back to the abandoned gas station a kilometer away.

Inside the room, four of the five people had their faces covered with white masks.

Inside the house, one of the men in the white mask, with a burly build, was sitting on an abandoned tire.

One of his pupils released a halo of light like water waves, which intertwined and condensed in the air in front of him, eventually forming a clear holographic projection.

It was a real-time picture of the scene in front of the gate of the Second Prison. Even the fine dust raised by the vehicles was clearly visible.

The one unoccupied eye rolled around under the mask, looking quite impatient.

The voice from behind the mask had a metallic friction quality:

"Tsk, a mere prison guard, isn't the officer being too cautious? Going to such great lengths to trick him out?

We can just rush in and take him away in three minutes. Who can stop us? Why bother with all this trouble..."

Before he could finish his words, the white mask leaning against the broken concrete pillar beside him sneered, his voice sharp and harsh:

"Iron Claw, you have no brains, just shut your mouth and don't expose your pitiful IQ."

"Shadow Scorpion, who are you calling brainless?!"

Tiezhua turned his head suddenly, and the projection in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a violent murderous intent that could be felt even through the mask.

“Chi——!”

The air seemed to be instantly cut by something extremely sharp, emitting a high-frequency vibrating hum.

It was a high-frequency vibrating alloy blade that shot out from the iron claw's arm armor.

The sharp blade vibrated, and the air around it shattered and cracked like a mirror, distorting the light.

White Mask, who was standing behind Iron Claw, didn't even have time to react before his head was pierced instantly by the vibration blade, like butter being cut by a hot knife.

A dazzling scarlet blood mixed with a little white pulp suddenly shot out from the gap and splashed onto the dusty ground.

The white mask with a pierced head stiffened for a moment, then fell forward softly.

"I'm talking about you, Iron Claw! You're such a forgetful idiot!"

A teasing voice with a cruel laugh suddenly came from another dark corner of the room.

Almost at the same time as the sound was heard, a sharp "swish" sound broke through the air.

A black shadow swung out its deadly stinger like a long-dormant poisonous scorpion, tearing through the air and bringing a fishy wind as it lashed towards the side of Tiezhua's masked head.

It was a mechanical scorpion tail that shone with a dark metallic luster and had a sharp barb on the tip. The tail hook cut through the air, causing a teeth-grinding scream.

At the critical moment!

Iron Claw displayed an amazing reaction speed that was inconsistent with his sturdy body. He jerked his head to the other side, and the poisonous hook with the breath of death brushed against his mask, leaving tiny scratches on his hard mask.

At the same time, he turned his hand back, and several high-frequency vibrating alloy blades continued to pop out from the back of his hand. They were no longer an inch long, but half a foot long, flashing with a sharp cold light.

“Clang!”

The sharp sound of metal clashing rang out!

The five finger blades he flicked out accurately blocked the fatal blow like the scorpion's tail hook. A burst of dazzling sparks exploded at the point of collision, and the powerful impact made Iron Claw's palm tremble slightly.

The scorpion's tail hook was blocked and bounced away, spinning flexibly in the air and swinging to the other side of the room.

There, the dust seemed to be pushed away by an invisible force, and a figure slowly emerged from the visually distorted light.

It is also a full-coverage exoskeleton armor, but its shape is completely different from the heavy and powerful feeling of the Iron Claw.

The lines of his armor are more slender and strange, and the joints are spherical structures that can move in multiple directions. Connected to the back is a two-meter-long mechanical scorpion tail hook with interlocking sections.

The whole person looks like an upright mechanical scorpion full of deadly beauty.

He is the "Shadow Scorpion".

"Shadow Scorpion" swung the mechanical tail behind him flexibly, as if it were a part of his body.

He stretched out his palm and slightly hooked it towards the white-masked figure who had just been "shot in the head" by the iron claw.

The next moment, the figure with a pierced head and blood spurting out began to flicker and distort violently like a holographic projection with poor signal, and then with a light "pop" sound, it abruptly dissipated into the air.

There was only a silver particle the size of a grain of rice, gleaming faintly, and it flew towards the shadow scorpion "whoosh" as if attracted by a magnet.

"I told you you have no brains, but you still refuse to accept it."

Shadow Scorpion's voice was full of teasing, like a cat and mouse.

"You can't even distinguish my phantom drones. If I give you a chance to sneak attack, you'll never find my true form. If I had thought about it just now, the quenching agent on the hook would have been enough to turn your head into a pool of boiling mud."

(End of this chapter)