Chapter 644 Big Event
Just these two points are enough to make her unable to explain herself even if she had mouths all over her body.
Once the blame falls on her, she and her son Qian Huan, who has just woken up, will become the most "reasonable" scapegoats.
Li Hanyu's face became increasingly gloomy, and her thoughts became increasingly confused. She could no longer foresee which direction the situation would develop next.
The best-case scenario is that the special envoy is safe and sound, and only one night watchman dies.
In that case, the disturbance might still be controlled within the scope of "local conflict", but if something happens to the special envoy, then District 9 will probably have to dig deep into the ground to find out the "real culprits" one by one.
How will she save herself then, and how can she save herself?
There are so many things to do that it’s impossible to sort them out!
I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out.
It's a mess that even the murderer can't figure out.
But the problem is that since Qian Huan has woken up, the plan cannot be suspended. After all, she can't keep injecting anesthetics into her son.
"We can only grit our teeth and move forward, taking one step at a time."
Li Hanyu gritted her teeth, pushed open the bedroom door, and looked at her "unconscious" son in the fish tank. A fire of determination burned in her eyes.
For herself and even more for her son, she will never give up easily.
Even if there is a storm ahead, she must find a way for herself and her son to survive the storm.
In the bedroom, the lights were turned to a warm and soft yellow.
When Li Hanyu walked into the bedroom, the three professional service workers had already woken up and put on the few pieces of cloth on their bodies that were better than nothing.
There was a look of satisfaction on their faces that had not yet completely faded.
They had no recollection of having fallen into a deep sleep.
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Li Hanyu's smile returned to his face. He settled the bill for the three people and even gave them a tip.
She adjusted her mood and said calmly:
"Thank you for your hard work. There was an accident at the door. Secretary Hou, please take the three ladies to the guest rooms on the second floor to rest. After daybreak, we will arrange a car to take them away."
The three of them respectfully took the banknotes and felt the unexpected thickness. Their faces were immediately filled with grateful smiles. They kept saying "Thank you, ma'am" and tactfully did not ask any more questions.
Hou Wendong came forward from behind at the right time, his expression slightly solemn.
He did not suspect that the incident at the door was related to his wife, he just instinctively smelled the scent of impending storm.
"Three of you, please follow me."
He said in a deep voice, and led the three people to the second floor sideways.
Li Hanyu approached the fish tank, looked at his son who was in a "coma", pondered for a moment, and called Feng Mu.
No matter how things develop next, if the mother and son want to save themselves, the person they can trust most is Feng Mu.
In times of crisis, only Feng Mu can help! ! !
……….
[Masked], who was chasing "Old Huang", sped all the way out of the Emerald Garden. After turning three corners, he slipped into an empty dark alley.
There was some littered garbage in the alley, the damp air was filled with the smell of poverty, and a few stray dogs were foraging in it.
When the wild dogs saw [Mask] rushing in, they were all frightened, dropped the food in their mouths and fled.
The animals' instincts told them that they couldn't afford to offend the white-faced monster in front of them.
A few minutes later, when the figure walked out of the alley again, his appearance had been completely changed.
The elegant suit has been replaced by a straight uniform, and the heart-pounding kaleidoscope eyes have now lost all their strange colors and returned to a clear black and white, ordinary color.
[Fraudster Glasses] rest firmly on the bridge of his nose, and [Proof of Loyalty lv3] quietly changes his temperament, stripping away all the eccentricity and violence of "Zheng Hang" and reshaping him into a completely opposite, humble and refined persona.
Without the mask, even his voice became gentle and steady, giving people a strong sense of security.
The cell phone in his pocket vibrated at the right time, and Feng Mu looked at "Mrs. Li" displayed on the screen.
He let the phone ring for five full rings before picking it up, and then replied in a gentle voice:
"Okay, ma'am, I'll be right over."
After hanging up the phone, he habitually lifted his glasses lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an intriguing arc.
Tonight's series of events were more than just unexpected for Li Hanyu. In fact, they didn't exactly go according to Feng Mu's original plan.
However, in stark contrast to Li Hanyu's worries, Feng Mu felt a hint of joy in his heart.
Because, there is a wise saying belonging to the villain that goes - chaos is a ladder.
Feng Mu likes the beauty of order, but never rejects chaos.
In his eyes, order is a weapon and chaos is a ladder. The two are not incompatible, but together they construct a spiral upward channel.
Feng Mu did not rush over, but stood by the roadside, letting the night wind blow through his hair.
He was not in a hurry, but just looked up quietly at the "Iron Butt" shrouded in the night, and his face couldn't tell what he was thinking.
A quarter of an hour later, a black official car of the prison system slowly stopped in front of him.
The car door opened, Liu Yi got out quickly and respectfully opened the back door for Feng Mu.
"Minister." Liu Yi greeted in a low voice, with a hint of fanaticism in his voice.
Feng Mu nodded slightly, sat in the back seat, rolled down the window, and the night breeze brought cool air into the car.
Song Ping'an, who was sitting in the driver's seat, started the car at a steady speed, neither too fast nor too slow.
Both of them tacitly did not ask the minister why he was here, but just followed the instructions and drove towards the Emerald Garden.
Their strength may still need to be honed, but their loyalty and vision are unquestionable, and they know what to ask and what not to ask.
Outside the car window, the shrill sound of sirens suddenly tore through the tranquility of the night.
One, two, three... several blue and white police cars sped past their car.
Liu Yi looked at the taillights of a long string of blue and white cars speeding in front of him, and it seemed that the direction was the same as theirs.
Liu Yi frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Minister, it seems the police are also heading towards Emerald Garden. It's so late at night, something big might have happened."
Feng Mu did not answer immediately, but just laughed softly, the smile not reaching his eyes:
"Yes, something happened. Warden Qian Huan is probably about to wake up."
Liu Yi and Song Ping'an's expressions froze at the same time, and then a cold murderous intent appeared in their eyes at the same time.
This murderous intent naturally could not be directed at Feng Mu, but at the warden.
Feng Mu glanced at them in the rearview mirror, his lips slightly raised, as if smiling.
"Why, you don't want Warden Qian to wake up?"
He asked slowly,
"Still don't welcome Warden Qian back to Prison 2 to take charge?"
Liu Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and he hesitated to speak. He considered his words carefully and said in a low voice:
"It's not that I don't want Warden Qian to wake up, I just think it's best for our Second Prison to maintain the current situation."
Song Pingan was more direct than Liu Yi. He said coldly, "Hmm,"
"Minister, I don't want Warden Qian to wake up."
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, swept his gaze across the two people's faces, and said meaningfully:
"If Warden Qian is not here, there will be other warden's coming, so it's best if Warden Qian comes back. If Warden Qian returns to the Second Prison, won't he still have to rely on us to manage his work? Haha——"
Feng Mu paused for a moment, and seeing that the two still had some indignation on their faces, his voice suddenly turned deep, leaving no room for doubt:
"Remember what I said. Hide your emotions. Don't show your dissatisfaction in front of anyone. Welcome Warden Qian's return with all your heart. Do you understand?"
Liu Yi and Song Pingan were unwilling, but still nodded obediently.
Feng Mu's gaze turned to the night scene passing by outside the car window. His tone returned to calm, yet it contained a deeper power:
"The Second Prison cannot maintain the status quo forever. Rather than passively waiting for change, we should proactively take charge of it. Only in this way can the Second Prison achieve the brighter future we desire."
Song Ping'an didn't quite understand, but he would hide his emotions and strictly follow the minister's instructions.
Liu Yi's face was full of thought, and finally a slightly sinister smile slowly appeared on his face.
He has been following Gong Qi around lately, asking him some technical questions. After spending so much time with him, he gradually picked up some of Gong Qi's charm.
Feng Mu leaned back in his chair, looking out the window calmly. The light and shadow of the street lamps intertwined on his face, reflecting a "loyal" look.
A few minutes later, car lights illuminated the night sky, and the outline of Emerald Garden gradually came into view.
The police cars of the patrol station have completely blocked the entrance. The alternating blue and red police lights are flashing wildly in the thick darkness, illuminating the faces of every constable inside and outside the cordon.
The prison's official car stopped a few meters away. Feng Mu pushed the door and got out of the car. His eyes crossed the cordon and fell on the blue and white police car that was surrounded.
That was the police car that [Masked] drove over earlier.
Several detectives were surrounding the vehicle and inspecting it carefully. Some were bending over to check under the car, some were shining flashlights into the car, and some were wearing white gloves and carefully extracting fingerprints and traces.
Next to the car, a constable was holding a cell phone, dialing again and again with an anxious look on his face.
"This should be Captain Li's car..."
He whispered to a government official beside him, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice,
"But the brothers searched the Emerald Garden but couldn't find any trace of Captain Li. They couldn't get through to him on the phone. Oh, and Chang Erbing's phone was also disconnected..."
The executive government official frowned, and the "chuan" wrinkles between his brows were so deep that they looked like they were carved with a knife.
He did not respond immediately, but looked coldly at a distance - several constables were carrying out the bodies of security guards from the grass in the garden. Their outlines covered by white cloth were stiff and cold.
"Fight again." The middle-aged secretary finally spoke, his voice low and suppressed. "Keep fighting. We must find Li Shang."
He paused, glanced at the corpses, and added harshly:
"If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his body."
After the executive official finished speaking, he glanced coldly at the black official car parked not far away and whispered to the constable beside him:
"Go and ask who that person is."
A constable nearby quickly walked out of the cordon and headed straight for Feng Mu.
Liu Yi took two steps forward to greet him, a fake smile on his face, and announced his identity and purpose:
"We are from the Second Ward. Madam Li asked us to come here. Please let us in."
The constable immediately turned around and trotted back to the official, repeating a few words in a low voice.
The official frowned slightly, then glanced coldly in the direction of Feng Mu and the other two.
Then he made a phone call with a stern face. He spoke in a low voice, his lips opening and closing quickly, so the specific words could not be heard clearly, but his taut shoulders and slightly forward leaning body revealed the weight of the person on the other end of the conversation.
The call ended and the phone was shoved forcefully back into his pocket.
The official never looked at Feng Mu and the other two again, but he did not order them to be driven away, as if they were just an eyesore on the roadside, and were completely left there.
Liu Yi and Song Ping'an silently engraved the official's unfamiliar face into their hearts.
They can tolerate others' disrespect towards them, but they will never tolerate anyone showing the slightest disrespect to Minister Feng Mu.
Before Feng Mu promoted them, they were trampled like wild dogs and had never tasted respect.
Now, they have finally straightened their backs again, and their desire for respect is like a spring that has been suppressed for too long and rebounds violently. However, this respect is not demanded from themselves, but is projected entirely on Feng Mu.
In other words, if others don't respect them, they just laugh it off, but if others don't respect Feng Mu, they will write it down in their little notebook.
It would be fine if there is no chance for revenge, but once they get the chance... you can imagine the consequences.
In fact, not only Liu Yi and Song Ping'an, but also Guan Zhong, Jiang Li and many other colleagues in the Internal Inspection Department of the Second Prison, all have common psychological characteristics.
That is, he is fanatically loyal to Feng Mu, but also petty and vindictive.
The degree may be higher or lower, but the more loyal one is, the more vengeful one will be.
Well, they don’t hold grudges themselves, they hold grudges for Feng Mu!!!
Feng Mu himself, on the other hand, had a rather calm expression. He stood quietly beside the car, his eyes lowered to a small patch of ground in front of his feet illuminated by the headlights, on which lay a few dead leaves blown by the wind.
The night wind blew the corners of his clothes, and his eyes behind the lenses were as deep as a pool.
After about seven or eight minutes, a figure finally walked out from the cordon. It was Hou Wendong.
He walked hurriedly, his hair on his forehead was a little messy due to the night wind, and his usually ironed suit also had a few wrinkles. He stood at the edge of the cordon and waved vigorously in the direction of Feng Mu.
Obviously, there was no way their car could get in.
Feng Mu walked forward quickly, raised the cordon, bent down and walked in, smiled at Hou Wendong, and then said with a slightly serious expression:
"Secretary Hou, what happened here?"
Hou Wendong did not answer immediately. He nodded to the official in charge of the scene, and then took Feng Mu to the villa area. Liu Yi and Song Ping'an followed Feng Mu silently.
After a while, after walking a distance, Hou Wendong slowly slowed down his pace, turned around and asked:
"Didn't Madam Li tell you?"
The smile on Feng Mu's face froze for a moment, and he shook his head quickly:
"Madam just asked me to come quickly, she didn't say much on the phone."
. . . . . .
Oh, I was swallowed again, crying!
I revised it four or five times in one night. I was really down to my knees.
(End of this chapter)
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