Chapter 351 Some scenes cannot be broadcast live
There is nothing to say. Originally, Qian Huan planned to use 90% of his strength to protect Feng Mu, but now, he feels that is far from enough. He must use 120% of his strength to protect Feng Mu.
If he missed Feng Mu, he might never meet another loyal spokesperson in his life.
Qian Huan watched Feng Mu's back as he left with firm steps, and inexplicably felt a sense of "the wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold". His dark, hypocritical and selfish heart seemed to be cleansed, and a boiling heat was surging in his chest.
Qian Huan took out his cell phone and dialed his mother's number.
The difference of 30 points between 90 points and 120 points is Li Hanyu, which is the weight of his mother.
"Hey, Mom, the higher-ups in the prison system are interfering with my management of the Second Prison. This is what's going on... um, yes, his name is Feng Mu. He just left and is on his way to the police station. I hope Councillor Wang can..."
Qian Huan briefly explained what had happened to his mother and answered a few questions from Li Hanyu. His tone was firm and sincere, and he concluded in an unquestionable tone: "Yes, Feng Mu is my most trusted arm in the Second Prison, and he is the most loyal to me."
In front of the French window of the high-end large flat, Li Hanyu quietly looked down at the crowd of people coming and going like ants on the street below, and said calmly on the phone: "Okay, I know about this matter."
Before this, Li Hanyu had never recognized Feng Mu. To her, he was just an insignificant little person, no different from the ants downstairs.
However, since Feng Mu is valued by his son and is extremely loyal to him, this ant named Feng Mu is very different from other ants.
Nowadays, human life is the cheapest consumable and is worthless; but the loyalty represented by human life is the most expensive and cannot be purchased with money.
Li Hanyu hung up the phone with a gratified smile on his face. "Before there was a man named Wang Cong, and now there is another one named Feng Mu. It seems that my son Qian Huan knows how to win people's hearts. Very good, very good."
With a click, the bathroom door opened gently, and Wang Xinfa, wrapped in a white bath towel, walked slowly from behind.
He hugged Li Hanyu's waist, which was full of mature charm. His face, which was always dignified without anger, revealed three parts of hypocrisy and seven parts of tenderness:
"What did Qian Huan say to you on the phone that made you so happy?"
Li Hanyu gently lifted her hair, turned around and obediently threw herself into Wang Xinfa's arms.
She did not hide anything, but answered very frankly:
"I only have this one son left to depend on. He has begun to learn how to win over the hearts of his subordinates and seems to be doing quite well. Of course I am happy. You also know that sometimes having a loyal subordinate around you can really save your life at certain critical moments."
Li Hanyu briefly repeated what happened on the phone to Wang Xinfa.
As she got to know Wang Xinfa better, she realized more and more clearly how greedy and heartless this man was.
In the face of huge interests, this man is a hungry wolf who will eat people without leaving any bones. Even if the person next to him offers enough benefits, he will open his bloody mouth without hesitation.
However, as long as you can satisfy his desires with obedience and make him feel not threatened, he will be willing to spend some energy on the surface, accompany you to pretend to be a mask of hypocritical kindness, and give you all kinds of small favors.
Otherwise, how could she, Li Hanyu, be deceived into bed with this man's sweet words and promises after Qian Tong's death, just relying on his stale and smelly spongy tissue?
Well, it's because that layer of spongy body is covered with a coat that cannot be desecrated!
The clothes of the members of the Executive Government are really bathed in a sacred fragrance all year round. The fragrance spreads from ten miles away, and everyone loves and praises them. Not to mention the smell of living people, even the rotting smell of piles of dead bodies can be completely covered up.
Li Hanyu gently leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and slowly took off her silky pajamas. The smooth and shiny glass reflected her figure, which was so white that it was almost glowing.
She slowly squatted down, raised her head, slightly parted her red lips, licked lightly with the tip of her tongue, her voice was a little reserved, but also contained an irresistible attraction.
"Qian Huan is so anxious that he's angry. Please help my son and calm him down. I'll also help take care of you."
Ahmu——
(ps: 12,152 words have to be omitted here.) In order to preserve and save Feng Mu's reputation, the prison warden Qian Huan and his family really paid too much. Unfortunately, this content cannot be played to Feng Mu, otherwise, he would definitely express higher and more sincere gratitude to the prison warden Qian Huan.
Loyalty! Sincerity! …This restricted content could not be broadcast live to Chen Yang, otherwise, he would not be standing at the door of the police station with excitement and anticipation, looking forward to Feng Mu's surrender.
Instead, he would block the prison gate directly.
When Feng Mu stepped forward with his left leg, he blocked his left leg; when Feng Mu stepped forward with his right leg, he blocked his right leg. No matter what he said, he would never let Feng Mu's soles step into the door of the police station, let alone invite him into the interrogation room and handcuff him with cold handcuffs with his own hands.
Unfortunately, some scenes are destined to not be broadcast live, and there is no "if" in fate.
At this moment, Chen Yang was standing next to the interrogation room with a cold face, observing Feng Mu's every move through the special one-way glass.
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In the interrogation room, Feng Mu sat alone on the cold iron chair in the middle. His hands were handcuffed tightly, leaving a circle of red marks, and they lay motionless on the iron table in front of him.
Feng Mu half-closed his eyes, without any panic on his face. He turned his head slightly, like a vicious and fearless criminal in a movie or TV series, staring straight at the one-way glass disguised as a wall with his cold and cunning eyes.
Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cold and arrogant smile, as if he was provoking the person hiding behind the glass, or as if he was disdainful of the danger he was in.
"snort--"
Chen Yang snorted coldly, pushed open the iron door of the interrogation room, walked to Feng Mu in three or two steps, looked down at him from a high position, and did not hide the strong malice and sarcasm in his voice: "You still look very arrogant, just as annoying as that day. Unfortunately, you are handcuffed here by yourself today, unlike that day when there were so many people surrounding you, so, what are you still laughing at?"
"Don't you understand your situation? Let me explain it to you. You are my prisoner now. You are not still fantasizing that you can still get out, right?"
Chen Yang leaned forward, trying to create a stronger sense of oppression for Feng Mu. He lowered his voice and said sinisterly:
"You said the other day that you wanted us to help you clean up Gong Lao's body. Haha, I did as you asked. So, aren't you curious about how I helped you deal with it?"
(End of this chapter)
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