Chapter 244: Desire, Feng Mu Must Be Fed First

Dududu——

Qian Huan's eyes stayed on the caller ID of his mobile phone for a few seconds, with a bit of surprise and thought on his face.

He slowly answered the call, and the voice of Wang Cong in his ear made him feel relieved. After confirming that it was indeed Wang Cong on the other end, he adjusted his mood slightly, and his tone gradually became gentle:

"Wang Cong, just be okay."

Wang Cong on the other end of the phone turned on the speaker. He glanced at Feng Mu, who was smiling but not smiling, and then forced out a dry voice from the corner of his mouth:

"Warden, what happened?"

Qian Huan could naturally hear the alienation in Wang Cong's tone, and he said disapprovingly:

"Something happened at Chang Wei's family. His sister died, and Chang Wei himself has lost contact. His life or death is uncertain, so I... am very worried about you."

Some words need not be said clearly, but Wang Cong made it clear with just a few words. He subconsciously glanced at Feng Mu, then pretended to be horrified and said:

"Warden, do you suspect that this matter has something to do with Feng Mu?"

Of course Qian Huan was so suspicious, otherwise why he called Wang Cong was because he suspected that the latter was also killed.

But he couldn't say that. Qian Huan pondered for a moment, sighed and said:

"I'm not sure. After all, Feng Mu has a perfect alibi, so I can't judge rashly. However, you are the person who knows Feng Mu best in the second prison, what do you think?"

Wang Cong looked straight at Feng Mu, and Feng Mu blinked at him with a rather amused expression.

I don't know if it was because of the replacement of a heart planted by Feng Mu, but Wang Cong felt that even without words, he could understand the other person's meaning with just a look.

Wang Cong took a deep breath into the microphone, and his voice suddenly became urgent:

"Warden, I can't see through Feng Mu now, but I think this matter must have something to do with him. Warden, I... what should I do now? Will Feng Mu treat me..."

Qian Huan heard Wang Cong's vigilance and anxiety, and was secretly satisfied, so he interrupted his frantic speculation and said seriously:

"Wang Cong, you can't just make such accusations without evidence. Besides, aren't you fine now? So, don't be too afraid and stay calm."

Wang Cong controlled the movement of his Adam's apple and made several sounds of swallowing hard.

Through the microphone, Qian Huan could hear the fear in Wang Cong's heart. A contemptuous smile appeared on his face, but his tone became more and more concerned:

"Since nothing has happened to you now, it means that Feng Mu may not have done it, or that Feng Mu may not have suspected you."

Wang Cong stammered: "But I did do it, and Feng Mu will find out sooner or later. No, no, Feng Mu must have doubted me."

Qian Huan's voice suddenly became solemn: "Don't worry, you are different from Chang Wei. You are doing things for me, so I will protect you. Don't worry, I will talk to Feng Mu tomorrow morning."

Qian Huan didn't wait for Wang Cong to speak, and sighed again and continued:

"I didn't see you on purpose in the afternoon for your own good. There are many people in the prison, and something happened in the incineration room. You came to see me in a hurry. In the eyes of others, didn't you just expose that you are mine? ?”

Wang Cong smiled but said in a guilty tone: "I'm sorry, warden, I didn't think well at the time."

Qian Huan said magnanimously: "Forget it, it's better to be exposed, so that no matter who wants to bully or retaliate against you, you can still have some fear."

Wang Cong was so grateful that he almost cried. He expressed his gratitude to the warden as if he didn't need money.

Qian Huan said with a smile: "Anyway, since you are mine, you don't have to be afraid of anyone. I won't let anyone touch you."

Wang Cong also seemed to be infected by the warden's strong self-confidence. He cheered: "I understand, warden."

On the other end of the phone, Qian Huan's face was cold. He smiled and said, "Come to my office tomorrow morning. I have something to tell you."

"yes!"

Wang Cong took the order loudly, and waited until Qian Huan hung up the phone first, then put down the phone, turned to look at Feng Mu, and sneered at the corner of his mouth:

"That's how the warden tricked me into betraying you back then. It's ridiculous. He thought he could lie to me twice?"

Feng Mu understood Wang Cong's inner resentment, but he did not agree with Wang Cong's approach. He asked instead: "Why can't I be deceived by him twice?"

Wang Cong was stunned, and then heard Feng Mu continue:

"The fact that he is willing to lie to you means that you are still valuable. Therefore, not only will you be deceived by him this time, but you will also have to trust him and obey his words!"

Wang Cong was thoughtful. After turning into an evil corpse, his thinking became calmer.

He said: "Then what if the warden asks me to deal with you?"

Feng Mu grinned and said without any wavering in his tone: "Listen to him and just do it."

Wang Cong didn't particularly understand, but since Feng Mu said so, he would do it unconditionally.

Feng Mu explained calmly: "Our warden seems to be very insecure, so he inevitably has a strong desire to control, so let's give him the illusion that he can control everything."

Wang Cong nodded with understanding: "I understand."

Feng Mu stood up from the sofa and said as he walked out: "If you go to the warden's office tomorrow, you can find an opportunity to introduce your plan to him."

Wang Cong's eyes lit up. He now understood the fundamental reason why Feng Mu was obsessed with this plan, because this had become the reason for his yearning.

Not to climb up, not to create profits, but to... have a steady stream of high-quality food rich in nutritional value.

Wang Cong licked his lips, his eyes filled with hunger for a hearty meal. Of course, the premise is that Feng Mu must be fed first before he can take his turn!!!

…….

April 26, Tuesday.

The lights in the upper city were turned on on time, the night was instantly dispelled, and the lower city was once again covered by light.

Qin Liang was still drunk, so he endured the headache and didn't even eat breakfast. He drove to the prison early.

He hurriedly changed his uniform in the locker room, and then hurried to Area A of the Light Prison Area, and asked several prison guards who were on duty and preparing to hand over their shifts:

"Did anything happen last night?"

The prison guard on duty was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "Nothing happened."

Qin Liang frowned: "Really nothing happened?"

The prison guard on duty thought for a while before answering: "Oh, Captain Tian Tao killed another disobedient prisoner, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Qin Liang was slightly relieved, but then felt an inexplicable panic, he hurriedly asked: "Where is Tian Tao? Where is Tian Tao?"

The two prison guards on duty didn't understand why Qin Liang was so nervous, but still answered truthfully: "Captain Tian Tao should be sleeping in the duty room now."

Qin Liang's heart tightened, and before he could say anything else, he hurriedly walked towards the duty room. The two prison guards on duty looked at each other, and followed him together without knowing why.

The hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, and finally stopped suddenly at the door of the duty room.

The door was ajar, revealing a gap as thin as a little finger. It was dark inside, with no lights or peculiar smells. It was so quiet that everything seemed normal.

However, this tranquility seemed to reveal a frightening weirdness.

Qin Liang stood at the door, his heels seemed to be nailed, and he didn't have the courage to push the door open.

"Why don't you go in?"

The guard on duty walked out from behind him and asked, while gently pushing the door inwards...