Chapter 301 Above the Abyss
Gong Qi laughed heartily, then said with a little worry:
"But if you do this, I'm afraid the warden will feel bad. If he can't bear it and is dragged off the chair, what will you do?"
Although Gong Qi still didn't understand what his junior fellow apprentice was planning, he could see clearly that his junior fellow apprentice was now on the side of the warden.
If the junior brother doesn't solve the case, it would be like undermining the warden's reputation.
Gong Qi was naturally not worried about the warden himself. What he was worried about was that if his junior fellow apprentice played too much, he might get into trouble.
Feng Mu shrugged and smiled: "Brother, your worries are not unreasonable, so I will throw out the murderer in a few days to cheer up our warden."
Gong Qi was stunned: "Wouldn't it be possible to solve the case if we throw the murderer out?"
Feng Mu's smile widened, and he quickened his pace, while easily answering his senior's doubts: "Who stipulated that there can only be one murderer in this case? Such a serious and vicious case cannot be carried out by one person, it must be a gang crime.
Therefore, catching a murderer is not enough to solve the case. It is just the tip of the iceberg. The real show has just begun."
Gong Qi's eyes were shining brightly. It was worth his volunteering. He stuck to his junior brother like a dog-skin plaster. The days to come were going to be interesting.
What Gong Qi didn't know was that his junior brother only said half of what he was saying and kept the other half.
The remaining half is: adding gas is not enough, he also has to add a can of oil to the warden first, the kind of oil that will ignite and explode at the touch of a button!!!
In Feng Mu's eyes, the prison warden Qian Huan was really forced into a death situation this time.
After all, the entire death row is going to be cleared, and there are hundreds of lives involved in this black pot. It is not something that can be simply dispelled or washed away with just a few words.
Even if Feng Mu solved the case and caught one, no, even if he caught ten murderers, it might not be enough.
If you want to break this deadlock, you have to really... die once!
Feng Mu withdrew his thoughts, walked up to the group of "Wang Congs", and without waiting for them to speak, he greeted each of them cordially in a calm and gentle tone.
He called out each person's name accurately and carefully helped them smooth out the wrinkles on their clothes, just as he had done to Wang Cong.
"I am Feng Mu. You will be working under me for a long time in the future. I hope you will cooperate with me and give me guidance."
“Maybe you don’t know me very well yet, but I know something about each of you.”
"I know that your life in the Second Prison is not easy. Your superiors and colleagues are not friendly to you. Some even regard you as useless waste."
While Feng Mu was helping everyone to get dressed, he gave his opening remarks in a calm manner.
His speech was neither fast nor slow, without any rhythmic passion or mockery or sarcasm. He was just calmly stating a fact.
For a person who has been suppressed for too long and is full of resentment in his heart, encouragement or ridicule will only have a counterproductive effect. On the contrary, calmness is the power they need most.
Just like people who are cold will actively move closer to the fire, what you lack most is what you desire most. The same is true for these people. They will be unconsciously attracted to peace.
At first, they might just cast their gazes, but gradually, they might try to get closer, until finally, like moths to a flame, they are deeply attracted to the serenity and cannot extricate themselves.
Feng Mu is very experienced in this regard. He has already created a successful sample. What he needs to do now is to popularize this successful experience to more people in need.
Following Feng Mu's calm statement, a group of "Wang Congs" naturally focused their attention on him.
They were suppressed and excluded in the Second Prison, but they were not deaf or blind, so they all knew Feng Mu and knew that he was a new prison guard. In a very short period of time, he became a person valued by the prison warden Qian Huan.
Unlike these marginalized people, Feng Mu can be considered a true "celebrity" in the Second Prison.
Feng Mu greeted their cold and numb gazes gently, without any displeasure in his heart. Instead, he smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his voice became calmer and warmer: "But I think you are not useless. Each of you has unique talents that they don't have."
"So I brought you all together to help me solve this case."
Feng Mu looked at everyone with a smile and deliberately kept the question in suspense. He was using the art of language to arouse the curiosity and desire deep in these people's hearts.
Question: How much light and power is needed to dispel the darkness when a person is desperate and numb and is kicked into a dark abyss? Feng Mu's answer is: A rope and a little candlelight, and they will find the light and crawl out by themselves.
Dispel the darkness? No need! They are already used to the darkness. All they want is a guide who can lead them in the darkness.
Sure enough, after Feng Mu was silent for a few seconds, someone in the team sneered and questioned: "What talents do we have?"
Gong Qi frowned and glanced at the man with a cold look, silently memorizing his face in his heart:
"To laugh at my junior brother is to laugh at me; to laugh at me is to laugh at [Ronggui Sect], this person is guilty of a crime that cannot be forgiven!"
However, Feng Mu felt that the sneer was unusually pleasant to the ear, as it indicated that some fool was being attracted by the candlelight.
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Language is the most bewitching candlelight for Feng Mu. He first looked at the person who asked the question, smiled naturally, and then slowly glanced at everyone present. His gaze stayed on each face for a second, and he had a brief but deep eye contact with each person.
There were thirteen people present, and he stared at each of them for thirteen seconds. Then Feng Mu said quietly:
"This talent, each of you has it, and only you have it, that is..."
Feng Mu paused for another second. During this second, everyone subconsciously held their breath. With the level 3 dynamic vision capture, Feng Mu could clearly see his face reflected in each of their pupils.
"You have the talent to keep an eye on them for me!!!"
One or two more voices asked in unison, "They?"
Feng Mu replied in a gentle voice:
"It's them. They are the ones who look down on you, bully you, suppress and exclude you. From now on, what you have to do in the Second Prison is to keep an eye on them for me at all times. In this matter, who can be more talented than you who have suffered the most?"
Solving cases depends on eyes, but Feng Mu only has a pair of eyes, so he needs more eyes to help him keep an eye on the entire Second Prison. Just like prison guards have to keep an eye on prisoners, prison guards should also be kept an eye on at all times.
Feng Mu wanted to do more than just solve the case. He also wanted to set up a new department in the Second Prison during the case-solving period. Of course, if possible, he hoped that this department would not only be limited to the Second Prison in the future, but could be expanded to all the prisons in District 9, and even... District 9! There were one or two more voices asking questions, and the number became four or five.
They asked, "Stare at them, and then what?"
Feng Mu's mouth opened wide, and he looked like an angel in their eyes, and said with a smile:
"I suspect some of them are involved in the death row riot, so when the time is right, I will give you a rope to hang them."
The rope that helped hang them was the rope that Feng Mu threw to them to help them climb out of the abyss.
However, the end of the abyss may not be light, but may be a deeper abyss. But do you think they will climb out? (End of this chapter)
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