Chapter 321: The carefully choreographed stage is forced into a dead end
Ma Xuan's head dodged to the side. Wang Anquan's electric baton was so powerful that it almost hit his eyes.
He glanced at Wang Anquan grimly and corrected his judgment: "Okay, there are three. What on earth did Feng Mu instill in their brains?"
Among these three people, Ma Xuan judged that the person who was most deeply poisoned by Feng Mu was Guan Zhong, because his arm holding the gun did not move at all and his eyes were very calm.
Unfathomable madness breeds in calmness.
But the person who gave Ma Xuan the greatest sense of oppression at the moment was Jiang Li, because this guy's hand holding the gun was shaking all the time. It was simply too scary. Ma Xuan's scalp was shaking along with the shaking of the other's arm.
Feng Mu grinned, very satisfied with the transformation of the three people.
He noticed that Ma Xuan's legs were bending and retreating, so he smiled and said:
"Don't step back. The blood has already splattered on your trouser legs. The more you try to hide, the harder it will be to wash it clean."
Ma Xuan lowered his head to look at his trouser legs, his pupils shrank slightly. Although the uppers of his shoes were not wet, there were clear stains of dirty blood on the edges of his trouser legs.
He could hear the deeper meaning in Feng Mu's words, and couldn't help but sneer, saying with sarcasm in his tone:
"Why, killing a prison guard isn't enough, you're trying to pin the same crime on me?"
Without waiting for Feng Mu to respond, Ma Xuan snorted again and continued to question: "Let's not talk about whether your words are worthy of trust. Who gave you the courage and power to kill your colleagues in prison?"
Feng Mu waited patiently for Ma Xuan to finish speaking before he said calmly:
"Killing my colleagues? In my eyes, these beasts who started the riot are not my colleagues, but murderers who deserve to die ten thousand times."
He paused for a moment, glanced sharply at Ma Xuan, and continued:
"In fact, what you said now makes me doubt your position. Do you want to defend these people, or are you the same as the dead prison guard... That's right, otherwise why are you so anxious to take Lou Rui back?"
Feng Mu deliberately paused here and did not say the following words.
This kind of crucial accusation is more intriguing if it is left blank. At least some of the prison guards around are looking at Ma Xuan with a slightly strange look in their eyes.
In particular, some prison guards who had a good relationship with the prison guards who died in the death row looked at Ma Xuan with suspicion and anger in their eyes.
Feng Mu changed the subject and said:
"As for, where do I get the courage and power?"
Feng Mu's smile instantly disappeared, replaced by a serious and cold expression. He looked around at everyone, took a deep breath, and shouted righteously, "This is given to me by the wronged souls of the more than one hundred prison guards who died this morning, by the sorrowful hopes of the orphans and widows they left behind, and by the warden Qian Huan!!!"
Feng Mu paused for a moment, took out the newly issued letter of authorization from his arms, and slapped it heavily on Ma Xuan's chest.
At the same time, he gently bent his right hand and pressed it against his ear, as if he was really listening to those silent calls. His movements were full of sorrow and piety, and his voice suddenly rose an octave, with a tone that was both sad and strange:
"Open your eyes and look around carefully. Those dead colleagues have not left yet. They are standing around us now, with broken necks and twisted arms, wailing at us."
Of course Ma Xuan couldn't see the "ghost" that Feng Mu mentioned. He was staring at the letter of appointment in his hand.
[In view of the serious and vicious case that occurred in the Second Prison today...after research and decision, it has been decided to immediately establish the Second Prison Internal Inspection Department, which will be responsible for conducting a comprehensive investigation of this case.
……..The Internal Investigation Department has the right to mobilize internal prison resources, including human, material and financial resources, to ensure the smooth progress of the investigation.
……..] The letter of authorization was very fresh, with the scent of ink still lingering on it, and the red seal stamped with ink was still moist, as fresh as the bright red liquid that was oozing out of the hole at the back of his head.
In Ma Xuan's eyes, this thin document is much more terrifying than those invisible ghosts.
The prison guards around were just the opposite. They could not see the documents in Ma Xuan's hand, but after listening to Feng Mu's emotional description, they all shuddered collectively and looked at the air with suspicious eyes.
The cold light was reflected on the bloody ground, and the dampness in the air seemed to be filled with a faint red color... If you didn't look at it first, you wouldn't notice it. The more you looked, the more eerie and terrifying the surroundings seemed, as if there really were some twisted ghost shadows looming in it, which was chilling.
Feng Mu's mouth opened wide, revealing his sharp white teeth. He raised his voice to the top of his lungs, and roared at Ma Xuan with a ferocious look on his face:
"You can't hear it, but I can hear it clearly. They are right here, crying, wailing, and screaming non-stop. They died in such pain, so tragically..."
Feng Mu suddenly reached out and grabbed Ma Xuan's collar, pulling him close to his face without warning, and said word by word,
"They didn't die at the hands of the rioting prisoners. They died at the hands of their own people who wore the same clothes as them, at the hands of Gong Lao who helped the prisoners escape, at the hands of Lou Rui who colluded with them, and at..."
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Ma Xuan could no longer maintain the calm on his face. He listened to Feng Mu's heart-wrenching words in public and glanced at the creepy looks of the prison guards around him. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and all the blood color faded in an instant.
The air was extremely oppressive, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Feng Mu's next words.
Lou Rui struggled desperately on the ground. Just as he was about to make a sound, Wang Anquan stabbed his mouth with an electric baton. Broken teeth and bloody tongue were stuck in his throat.
At this moment, the sound of a radio suddenly rang out in the air. The voice belonged to Liu Yi, and the content played was exactly the document that Ma Xuan was holding tightly in his hand:
——“…”
——"...all personnel on duty must unconditionally cooperate with the Internal Inspection Department's investigation."
——“If anyone is found to have obstructed or interfered in any way during the investigation, the Internal Investigation Department has the right to deem him as a suspect in the case and take necessary compulsory measures to detain and interrogate him, depending on the severity of the circumstances.”
——"Feng Mu is now appointed as the head of the prison internal inspection department, and the appointment is effective immediately!"
The timing was perfect, not a second too early or too late, just like the narration inserted at the end of a carefully choreographed stage play.
It pushed the atmosphere in the venue to its highest point, but it was also like a gavel dropped by the judge, nailing Ma Xuan's heart into the abyss.
The atmosphere was so tense that Ma Xuan realized that he had been completely forced into a corner by Feng Mu. At this moment, even if he had a thousand words to say, they would be useless. He could only shut his mouth and listen to Feng Mu obediently.
Feng Mu slowly loosened Ma Xuan's collar, and then carefully helped him to straighten his collar, before regaining his composure and speaking softly:
"Who else killed them? I think you would be willing to tell me to atone for your sins, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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