Chapter 248: Wanting it all, insatiable
"This gift is incredible. Feng Mu really cared too much for me!"
Qin Liang's voice was full of emotion. He had lived for decades, his head was bald and his teeth were black, but he had never met someone so sincere who wanted to make friends with him.
Really, he felt like he was suffocated by the thick friendship.
"I once promised Feng Mu that if he died, I would make a beautiful autopsy report for him, but I never did it."
"But Feng Mu still gave me one in return. It was very beautiful, like a corpse that had been precisely cut without any trace of stitches."
"I... don't deserve it."
Qin Liang's eyes were filled with tears. He had been a little hesitant between Feng Mu and the warden, not knowing which side to lean towards. But now, he understood.
If he sticks his butt out 1 centimeter towards Qian Huan, it would be a blasphemy to this friendship.
"There's nothing more to say. I must sacrifice my life for my friend Feng Mu, in front of Tian Tao as a witness."
Tears of emotion flowed in Qin Liang's eyes. He held the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys that he had just weighed and carefully put them back into Tian Tao's body, as if he was completing a sacred ritual.
Zhou Hu pushed the door open without any hesitation. Qin Liang's hand trembled and his heart slipped out of his hand, falling back and breaking a corner.
"Is the autopsy report out? What was the cause of Tian Tao's death?"
Zhou Hu's voice was cold, his eyes fell on the bloody organs in the corpse's chest, and obvious disgust appeared on his face.
He is not a forensic doctor and does not have the eyes that can see the details and appreciate the beauty of death.
To him, the organs were just a disgusting mass of flesh that made him feel nauseous.
Qin Liang's brows knitted together, feeling extremely sad that a corner of his gift was broken. He glanced at Zhou Hu with annoyance and said in a cold voice, "Myocardial infarction."
Zhou Hu's eyes lit up and he repeated, "Myocardial infarction, isn't that the same reason as the previous warden's sudden death?!"
Qin Liang hummed, and really didn't want to communicate with Zhou Hu even a single word.
Zhou Hu was totally unaware of this and only sneered, "Okay, it's the same again, huh."
Zhou Hu patted Qin Liang's shoulder vigorously and praised him, "Well done. I'll issue a detailed autopsy report and send it to my office later."
After Zhou Hu left, Qin Liang sat there quietly, not rushing to start writing the autopsy report.
He first went to the sink and washed his hands carefully, then he pulled out his cell phone and sent a text message to his new friend.
——Feng Mu, I love the gift you gave me very much. It touched me deeply. With the witness of this gift, we will definitely become friends who treat each other with sincerity.
——However, I must apologize to you. Zhou Hu accidentally damaged a corner of the gift, but I will do my best to carefully repair it to its original state.
Good friendships need to be carefully nurtured, like treating a perfect corpse. No flaws should be allowed to it. Otherwise, a sincere apology must be made. Never hide anything from a friend and let its integrity be tarnished again.
Qin Liang's current behavior is impeccable; his sincerity and attentiveness demonstrate his respect and cherishment for this new friendship.
So his new friend wrote back with warm comfort: - Don't take it to heart, it's just a gift. If it's broken, I will give you another one later.
Qin Liang's fingers froze slightly on the screen. He really had no intention of asking for a gift. He was not such a greedy person. He could only say that the deep friendship of his new friend really made his heart warm.
"I feel unworthy of this. I can only think of a way to give Feng Mu a gift in return later. I just don't know what he would like?" Qin Liang thought to himself.
At the same time, Qin Liang's hands did not stop. He continued to concentrate on handling Tian Tao's body, sewed it up carefully, and then gently put it into the freezer.
Since the restructuring of the Second Prison, the freezer has never been used again, and all bodies are sent directly to the crematorium.
Tian Tao probably never thought that he would enjoy such unusual care after his death. That smiling face became even more radiant in the ice.
…….In the warden’s office.
After Feng Mu calmly replied to Qin Liang's text message, he put his phone back in his pocket and sat quietly on the sofa.
Behind three layers of thick explosion-proof glass, Qian Huan had just finished answering a phone call. His expression was very solemn, but it was unclear how much of this solemnity was real and how much was acted.
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Even with Feng Mu's keen insight, he found it difficult to accurately capture the truth and falsehood behind Qian Huan's expression.
Unlike Chang Wei, Zhou Hu and others, the prison warden Qian Huan's level is obviously much higher. At least the [mask] on his face has long since grown into his skin, flesh and bones and become one with him.
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, and for the first time, he had an idea that he should give priority to upgrading the [Blood Bar Weird Eye].
Maybe, after the [Blood Bar Weird Eye] is upgraded, it will be able to spy on more information, not just limited to blood volume?
The health bar above the head of the prison warden Qian Huan [271/271] was normal. Feng Fengmu calmly withdrew his gaze, and then inadvertently turned his eyes to another figure standing in the corner.
The man was estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall, and his body was as thin as a dead branch in winter. His presence seemed to blend into the air around him. If you didn't pay attention, you would easily overlook his existence.
Shi Wuming [1544/1544] "A new face, his health bar is thicker than that of Wang Cong who has transformed into a corpse."
Feng Mu only took a quick glance and confirmed that he had never seen this face before. He had a preliminary guess in his mind, "He doesn't look like a prison guard. He is most likely a bodyguard sent by Tianguang Capital or Guangming Group to Qian Huan. Well, it should be a talisman that Qian Huan's mother Li Hanyu went to Guangming Group to beg for her son, hehe——"
Feng Mu thought about it and guessed it was almost right: "It's just that the name is a little unlucky. He may not live long."
In Feng Mu's next plan, he needs Qian Huan to stand in front of the stage to protect him from the wind and rain. Qian Huan's own fighting power is just like the health bar above his head, which is ordinary. But it doesn't matter. All Feng Mu needs is the convenience brought by Qian Huan's identity and background.
In exchange, he and the people he arranged would act as knives controlled by Qian Huan, being driven and working for him.
So as a knife, he can allow his "master" to have another knife, but he absolutely does not want his "master" to wear a layer of armor.
A person cannot want both armor and a knife. That would be a bit greedy and not good. Very bad! (End of this chapter)
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