Chapter 653: All power should be given to Feng Mu, let him do that.
The resentful expression on Li Hanyu's face was gradually replaced by a twisted sense of joy. She let out a few low, neurotic laughs:
"So, Huan'er, for the next period of time, if Wang Xinfa's brain hasn't been burned by anger, he won't dare to touch a hair on our head.
On the contrary, he might become the person in the world who is most afraid of any 'accident' happening to my mother and me!
Not only did he not dare to kill us, he had to find ways to protect us. After all, my mother and I were too close to the storm, and your congressman father was too close to us.
Hahahaha——, this is fate blessing us mother and son, fate is on our side."
Qian Huan moved his neck excitedly in the nutrient solution and blinked hard, but he was still worried.
“But lawmakers will certainly not do nothing.”
Li Hanyu restrained his smile and said in a deep voice:
"That's right, Wang Xinfa will definitely do something. He will definitely secretly lay down a killer move, so we, mother and son, can't sit idle either.
The next period of time is the most dangerous time for my mother and me, but it is also the strongest time for my mother and me.
We must take advantage of this period of time to do everything we can. Not only must we do it, but we must do it on a big scale. We must race against time with Wang Xinfa and get everything done.
Only then, after the storm has passed, will we mother and son have a chance to seize new leverage, forcing Wang Xinfa to continue to be cautious and keep his anger to himself, and continue to play the role of a good father to you in front of outsiders."
Qian Huan wanted to eat Wang Xinfa's flesh raw, but if he could get a chance, he would be happy to call Wang Xinfa "Dad" more often.
Qian Huan really likes what his mother said: "The more dangerous we are now, the stronger we will be."
This feeling of walking on a tightrope above the clouds is really exciting for him, a man who is immersed in a "fish tank" with only his head able to move.
Qian Huan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Mom, I understand. The first step we need to take next is to let me return to the Second Prison and take my place as the warden.
Only by sitting back in that chair and continuing to promote the Octagon Project can I let others see my qualifications and value in continuing to live."
A glimmer of approval flashed in Li Hanyu's eyes, and he nodded.
"That's right, the Second Prison is now tied to the Octagon Project, and it's no longer something Wang Xinfa can stop.
As long as you can return to the Second Prison as soon as possible, no one can get around you if you want to continue implementing the plan."
But then, her gaze inevitably fell back to the huge, cold fish tank in front of her, and her tone turned solemn and helpless:
"However, you can't leave the fish tank in the short term. It will take time for your body to recuperate and for the next surgery.
Therefore, when you return to the Second Prison, you must rely more on Feng Mu, and rely on the Internal Inspection Department he established. You also saw today that the two people in the Internal Inspection Department had light in their eyes when they looked at you. That kind of loyalty cannot be faked.
Not to mention Feng Mu, he is your most loyal confidant. During the time you were unconscious, Mom also tested him over and over for you. "
Li Hanyu paused and concluded:
"His loyalty to you is unquestionable, like a rock, and has never wavered in the slightest.
After returning to the Second Prison, you can gradually give him more power, allowing him to replace your temporarily disabled limbs and become your hands and feet."
As soon as the word "Feng Mu" was mentioned, Qian Huan's expression changed subtly.
During this period, he was haunted by the same dream over and over again.
The scenes in the dream were as clear as if I had experienced them myself. After waking up, the residual touch and sound were still there.
As a result, whenever he thought of Feng Mu, a strange emotion of wanting to get close to him but also with a hint of fear surged uncontrollably in his heart.
Li Hanyu keenly noticed the strange look on his son's face and narrowed his eyes suspiciously:
"What? You don't trust Feng Mu?"
Qian Huan shook his head and didn't tell anyone about the bizarre dream. Instead, he replied:
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just... Mom, didn't you teach me since I was a child?
People's hearts are hidden, and in the power field, we cannot give absolute trust to anyone. We must always be vigilant and suspicious, even to the people closest to us?
Feng Mu has too much power, will he..."
Li Hanyu listened to his son's concerns and sighed deeply. That sigh was filled with helplessness and unquestionable determination:
"Huan'er, what I taught you before was not wrong, but our family is different now. Even if you return to the Second Prison, you will still be stuck in a fish tank. I can't possibly go there to take charge for you.
Right now, the only person we can absolutely trust is Feng Mu, so during this period of time, you must trust Feng Mu as much as you trust your own hands and feet.
Your safety depends on Feng Mu. The more you trust him unconditionally, the more he will risk his life to protect you, and the safer you will be."
Li Hanyu saw the hesitation on his son's face and knew he had to get it straight:
"Huan'er, listen carefully—after you go back, you only need to be the warden on the 'business card', the warden behind the scenes, and let Feng Mu be the actual warden of the Second Prison.
Feng Mu is trustworthy and can be controlled.
The key is that he has little experience and no foundation outside. Even if you hand over the entire Second Prison to him, he will still be your dog.
Loyalty and trust are like the dog chain we tie tightly around him. Once you hold on to the chain, he will always be your dog. Do you understand?"
Qian Huan thought for a moment, firmly remembering his mother's words, and replied:
"Mom, I understand what you mean. I will push Feng Mu to the front just like I trust my own hands and feet.
He is my shield, blocking the arrows and spears for me; he is my sword, clearing away the obstacles for me.
Seeing that his son finally understood, Li Hanyu's tense expression eased slightly.
However, before that hint of relaxation reached her eyes, she seemed to remember something, her face darkened again, her voice lowered, revealing a chilling chill, and she continued:
"You have to be extremely vigilant against a person, but remember, on the surface, you have to show the utmost trust and goodwill towards him.
Treat him the same way you treat Feng Mu, or even closer than Feng Mu, and let him feel that you have no reservations about him!"
Qian Huan was caught off guard by his mother's sudden change in tone and instructions. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of surprise and suspicion:
"Mom? Who are you talking about?"
Li Hanyu clenched his teeth and coldly squeezed out a name from between his teeth - "Wang Cong".
She stared at her son's shocked face and continued:
"Huan'er, there's something I forgot to tell you.
Less than an hour after you fell unconscious from the explosion, while your mother was still guarding outside the operating room, at a loss, Wang Cong, whom you had promoted and regarded as your confidant, couldn't wait to throw himself at Lu Chenjia's feet.
He wagged his tail, drooled, and went to ask for a bone from his new master.
This person is extremely ambitious and will never be willing to be inferior to others. He is an ungrateful person who can never be tamed."
Qian Huan's face was as dark as ink. He had trusted Wang Cong so much before and even wanted to push Wang Cong to the front. Is this how he repays him?
As expected, I shouldn’t have trusted Wang Cong in the first place.
Wang Cong had betrayed Feng Mu before, so naturally he would betray him again.
Comparing the two, Feng Mu is always loyal, while Wang Cong is a traitor who betrays others once and then again.
Qian Huan didn't need his mother's advice this time. He understood what Li Hanyu meant and said:
"Mom, I understand. I will pretend not to know and continue to trust Wang Cong."
Li Hanyu saw that his son understood what he said, and said in a deep voice:
"I'm sorry for wronging my son. At this moment, trusting Wang Cong is the same as trusting President Lu. Although Wang Cong is hateful, it's not too late to avenge him later.
The most urgent task is to unite all those who can be united to help us deal with Wang Xinfa, this vicious tiger who devours people without leaving any bones."
A flash of anger flashed in Qian Huan's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He lowered his head and gulped down a mouthful of the salty, murky fish tank liquid, as if trying to swallow the surging hatred along with it.
When he raised his head again, the smile on his face was mixed with water stains, with an almost ferocious "intimacy":
"Mom, please call Wang Cong right now! He's my most trusted confidant! I just woke up and have a lot of pressing things to do, and I'm counting on him."
Li Hanyu looked at his son who was instantly immersed in the role, and a relieved smile immediately appeared in the corners of his eyes and brows.
Over the years, she has been able to successfully educate her son on her own.
"Okay, Mom will call Wang Cong for you right away."
As she responded, she took out her cell phone and dialed the number.
The call was connected almost the moment it was dialed, as if the person on the other end had been waiting with bated breath.
Wang Cong was overly enthusiastic, and even spoke in a trembling voice with a hint of flattery:
"Madam! You're looking for me? I was just about to call you to report! I heard the warden woke up? What great news! I'm on my way!"
The accelerator is almost in the tank, it’s almost there, it’s almost there!”
The tone on the phone was very enthusiastic, as if he had never betrayed Qian Huan and was still Qian Huan's loyal watchdog.
Li Hanyu held the phone, his fingertips cold, his heart filled with a piercing sense of sarcasm, and his voice revealed a false feeling of emotion as he said:
"Yes, Huan'er just woke up and is still weak, but the first name he said is yours, saying that he has something important to tell you.
Come on...be careful on the road."
This phone call did not surprise Li Hanyu. Although Wang Cong had a mean face, his shamelessness and ability to adapt to changing circumstances were considered "remarkable".
Li Hanyu hung up the phone expressionlessly and gave his son in the fish tank a knowing look.
Then she took out another small spare mobile phone from her pocket, deftly opened the back cover with her fingers, took out the SIM card inside, and without even looking at it, she broke it with her fingernails with a "snap" sound, and quickly replaced it with a brand new anonymous phone card.
The whole process went smoothly, taking only a few seconds. Without hesitation, she dialed a number she had memorized.
The call was to Lou Duan.
Faced with this dead end, she urgently needs to drag Lou Duan into the situation... No, she must express her "deep gratitude" to this "ally" again, and have a "heart-to-heart" discussion about how to continue to "live and die together" next.
A hint of cold calculation appeared in Li Hanyu's eyes.
Since the last "open-hearted, life-and-death" drama worked, Lou Duan was willing to step in...
Then, if I give him another bowl of the same poisoned wine, it will surely still be enough to quench his thirst, right? ! !
………
There was only a desk lamp on in the study. The dim light barely dispelled the small darkness around the desk, but it stretched Lou Duan's figure and cast it on the bookshelf behind him, like a sinner nailed to the cross, awaiting judgment.
Lou Duanku sat in the large leather swivel chair. He was not asleep, nor did he feel like sleeping.
His bloodshot eyes were like cracks on a dry riverbed, turning to the computer screen from time to time. The light from the screen was coldly painted on his face, which had been staying up late for a long time, outlining his deep fatigue and haggardness.
He has been under so much pressure during this period. I just hope that after tonight, he can take a break.
In the center of the computer screen, a peculiarly shaped icon was quietly suspended - it was an abstract image of a scale with slightly tilted left and right trays.
And at this moment, in the lower right corner of this strange Libra icon, a tiny green check mark was flashing clearly and coldly.
Click on the mark, and a simple background prompt will appear before your eyes:
[Task: Delivery - Status: Completed!]
Lou Duan had no doubt about the credibility of the website.
This was not only due to the amazing power that the website had demonstrated in the past, but also because of the tentative phone call from Li Hanyu just a few hours ago.
Although Li Hanyu's tone on the phone was relatively calm, Lou Duan could understand the questions she asked indirectly.
He understood at that time that this phone call was a question from Zuo Bai through Li Hanyu's mouth, and Zuo Bai must have been by Li Hanyu's side at the time.
Lou Duan knew clearly that Zuo Bai's visit to Li Hanyu's house was definitely not voluntary, but was definitely invited by the website.
After several incidents, the website has gradually become Lou Duan's biggest trump card.
Of course, he couldn't reveal his past to anyone, so he hung up the phone after a few words.
At that time, Lou Duan was in a very excited mood, as if a high-purity refreshing liquid was directly injected into his blood vessels.
Although he had great confidence in the website, he still felt a sense of disbelief when Zuo Bai was actually delivered to Li Hanyu like a cargo.
This is crazy!
You know, his previous missions were all about killing people, and he provided almost detailed intelligence before killing them.
The website only needs to go to the place he specifies, and there is a high probability that someone will be killed.
But this time, it was completely different. Almost all of his information about Zuo Bai came from fragments of public information on the Internet, which was pitifully poor.
He had no idea where Zuo Bai was hiding, but the website still completed the task on time.
The information revealed behind this is enough to prove that the website is unfathomable, not only in terms of killing, but also in other aspects.
Perhaps, killing people is just the simplest and most wasteful use of the website. It should be used for more meaningful things...
(End of this chapter)
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