Chapter 382 The murderer must be Feng Mu
Zhou Hu couldn't stay there any longer and he left the police station angrily.
Sitting back in the car, Zhou Hu leaned back in the chair, rubbed his eyebrows anxiously, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
The flames flickered between his fingers, and he took a deep breath. The strong smell of tobacco quickly spread and filled his chest, but it could not suppress the strange feeling surging in his heart.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that when he uttered the name "Feng Mu" just now, the air in the morgue seemed to be frozen instantly.
The way those people looked at him was weird, which made him feel a little uneasy.
"What the hell, I didn't say it was the warden Qian Huan? I just mentioned Feng Mu, why do they seem to react so strongly?"
Zhou Hu stabbed out his cigarette while talking to himself.
His sixth sense was not wrong.
The look in the eyes of the forensic doctor Bai Ye was saying: Is someone trying to frame my friend again? The look in the eyes of Chang Er Bing was saying: Captain Li’s new good friend might drive a corpse transport vehicle to look for you tonight.
The constable who received the guests was not Feng Mu's friend. He simply saw Chen Yang's charred corpse from Zhou Hu's face.
Zhou Hu shook his head, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and called Lou Duan.
As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Hu began to report quickly:
"Stationmaster Lou, Zhao Xing is dead. It was a tragic death! It was definitely not an accident. I can guarantee that Qian Huan asked Feng Mu to do it!"
He paused, collected his thoughts, and continued, "I just asked. Last night, Feng Mu led a group of prison guards out of the Second Prison to 'do some work'. The time coincided with the time of Zhao Xing's death."
On the other end of the phone, Lou Duan listened indifferently, but his eyes were on the TV news.
The picture was frozen on a horrifying scene - a headless corpse lying on the window, blood slowly flowing down the glass. The picture had a bizarre and evil beauty.
And on his desk, there was another thing - the employee attendance sheet.
Among the all-red √s, Han Zheng's name lies alone in the bottom column, and the "X" behind it, indicating unexplained absence from work, looks particularly calm and glaring.
Han Zheng's death was too ordinary and not eye-catching enough, and obviously not worthy of being exposed on TV.
Zhou Hu: "Stationmaster Lou, Qian Huan and the others are too reckless! It was Zhao Xing who died last night, so it might be me who will die today...Stationmaster Lou, you have to think of a solution!"
Zhou Hu was still saying something on the other end of the phone, his tone was urgent, mixed with a bit of anger and certainty, but Lou Duan just listened quietly, occasionally humming a word or two in a low voice, as if he was cooperating, but also as if he was perfunctory.
Finally, Lou Duan sighed deeply, speaking in a calm tone, just like he did yesterday when he comforted Zhao Xing: "Zhou Hu, don't be afraid. The crazier they act, the more it shows that they are at the end of their rope and have no other means. In this situation, they won't be able to jump around for much longer."
Zhou Hu gripped the steering wheel tightly in his hands, and his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. He agreed with Lou Duan's analysis, but the uneasiness in his heart did not subside.
On the contrary, he felt more and more how crazy Feng Mu, or Feng Mu who was instructed by Qian Huan, was.
This madness made his back go cold and he could not stop feeling chilled in his heart.
He leaned back on the seat and muttered in a low voice: "What Stationmaster Lou said makes sense, but I'm afraid they'll jump me to death before I can even stop jumping."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Lou Duan's voice came again, with a hint of imperceptible coldness in his calmness:
"The higher-ups will have a meeting soon, and I guess they'll discuss the outcome of the Second Prison. Okay, why are you panicking? If you keep acting like this, and Qian Huan is fired, how can I have the nerve to recommend you to take over the position of warden?"
This sentence was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly hitting Zhou Hu's heart.
His pupils dilated slightly and his breathing became rapid.
He took a deep breath, and the haze between his brows gradually dissipated, replaced by a scorching light. The coldness seemed to be completely dispelled at this moment.
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Zhou Hu clenched his fists, and his tone became excited, as if he had regained his confidence: "Thank you, Stationmaster Lou, I know what to do now."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Hu looked through the car window at the sky that was "clear after the rain" and "sunny". His mood was completely different from before he entered the police station.
"The dark rainy night will eventually pass, and the glorious dawn will surely come..."
Zhou Hu murmured to himself, as if he had already seen himself sitting in the warden's office, holding great power.
After a while, Zhou Hu's cell phone screen suddenly lit up. It was a text message: - Don't show up these two days. I have a property in a secluded location. You can stay there for two days, and come back to take over as the warden when things calm down.
The number of the text message with address XXXXXXXXXX is very unfamiliar. It is a string of irregular numbers, as if it was sent from a virtual number.
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But Zhou Hu had almost no hesitation and immediately concluded that it was sent by Stationmaster Lou.
As for why he didn't use his own mobile phone number, the answer is obvious - this house must have come from an illegal source and might be evidence of corruption.
Sending this kind of message using a private number would leave room for suspicion.
A wise man like Stationmaster Lou would never make such a low-level mistake.
Zhou Hu stared at the text message, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.
He seemed to see Stationmaster Lou's face, which always had an unfathomable smile on it, and was now looking at him with the loving eyes of an elder.
He couldn't help but murmured: "Stationmaster Lou is really too considerate of his subordinates... He really, I'm crying..."
He memorized the address in the text message, but he did not immediately turn the car around and head for the "safe house."
The headless body of Zhao Xing in the morgue appeared in his mind, as if silently warning him: places with few people may not be safe.
"Heh, although Stationmaster Lou is thoughtful, we can use it as a last resort, but..."
Zhou Hu suddenly had an idea and thought of a safer place. Compared with Stationmaster Lou’s “thoughtful arrangement”, this place might make him feel more at ease.
However, before going to that place, Zhou Hu took out his mobile phone and dialed another number.
This time, his tone was completely different from when he was talking to Lou Duan just now. There was none of the respect and obedience just now. Instead, it was full of arrogance and irritability, and even a hint of threat.
"Hello!"
After the call was connected, he spoke immediately, his speed as fast as a machine gun, "It's been a few days, what's going on? There is no movement at all! Do you still want to pick up your brother from prison?"
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(End of this chapter)
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