Chapter 325 Something More Dangerous than Force

Guan Zhong felt as if he was bathed in light when he stood beside Feng Mu, and his eyes were full of blazing light.

Feng Mu said calmly: "Still follow the old rules, select people to form a team, and bring the people back to me."

Before he finished speaking, the eyes of the members of the Internal Inspection Department flashed brightly, and they exchanged meaningful glances with each other, as if they had reached a tacit understanding in silence.

Then, they straightened their backs and bowed deeply to Feng Mu in unison.

Just a salute was not enough to express their inner surge and admiration for Feng Mu. They all put their heads as close to the ground as possible, close to Feng Mu's shoes.

More than a dozen vertical half-bowed bodies formed a circle, like an evil flower blooming in the dark, and each dark petal was worshiping the sun in the flower core:

"Follow the minister's order!!!"

The air was quiet, with a sense of evil but sacred ritual.

Gong Qi looked around for Feng Mu, and was inexplicably infected. He felt an itch on the back of his neck, and he also wanted to bow to his junior brother.

Gong Qi naturally looked down on the strength of these team members. In his eyes, he felt that the Internal Inspection Department only needed the three of them, and the others were just filling in the numbers.

But the atmosphere at this moment made Gong Qi suddenly feel that these people gathered around his junior brother, and they were faintly breeding a kind of power that shocked him.

It was not just force, but something far more dangerous than force.

Force can only kill one person, but this kind of thing can make people die for it! ! !

Gong Qi swallowed hard. He looked at the circle of heads that bowed down, and felt that they were still very weak, so weak that he could kill them all by himself.

But he felt that they were not so weak, because when they all bowed their heads and he raised his head, he actually felt like he was on fire.

They all lowered their heads, but Gong Qi could feel that each of them was staring at him, which was extremely weird.

At the outermost edge, Li Bashan, who was dozing off at the door of the warehouse, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked around the scene woodenly, his expression still as calm as water, but the rhythm of his breathing paused for a moment, and then he whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear:

"Is this the power of the sun?!!"

Feng Mu raised his hand slightly, and a circle of team members slowly stood up, all symbolically took two steps back, and then turned around to form their own teams and left with murderous intent.

Gong Qi scratched the back of his head awkwardly, and the strange feeling on his back finally disappeared.

Feng Mu then looked at Gong Qi and said gently:

"The Internal Inspection Department has just been established, so it is inevitable that we will encounter some blind people. I have to trouble Brother Wu to help me take care of them. By the way, is there anything wrong with Lou Rui's confession?"

Gong Qi handed the confession back to Feng Mu, thought about it, and replied with emotion:

"The confession is well-written and the content is also very exciting. Just as Brother Junior said - death is the source of creation!"

Gong Qi now had to think about why he could never create a good script and was always one step behind in solving puzzles. Was it because he lacked death as a motivation?

Feng Mu took the confession and threw it on the table without even glancing at it. He looked like he completely trusted Gong Qi's judgment, which made him very happy.

Feng Mu smiled at Gong Qi and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother, I'm here and I won't let anyone else destroy the toy in your hand."

Gong Qi habitually spoke in a gloomy tone, paused for a moment, and asked hesitantly,

"But Senior Brother, once I take action, no one will survive. Can the Internal Inspection Department withstand it?"

Hearing this, Feng Mu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of neat and white teeth:

"Our Internal Inspection Department is directly under the leadership of the warden. Every step we take is carried out under the instruction of the warden. I There is no reason for us to carry it ourselves, right? "

Gong Qi loved this look of his junior brother, and he smiled with great satisfaction:

"If you really meet someone who is blind, I will help you dig out his eyes, and you can take time to send them to the warden."

Feng Mu smiled and accepted Gong Qi's proposal:

"That's great, it just so happens that the warden seems to have developed a hobby of collecting glass balls recently."

……..

Ma Xuan was detained alone in a small interrogation room, without intimidation, torture, or interrogation.

The iron chair under him was gradually warmed by his buttocks, and the empty gray and white walls as far as his eyes could see.

He didn't know how long he had been locked up, but he felt as if a century had passed.

"How long has it been? One hour, two hours, or five or six hours?"

"What exactly is Feng Mu going to do? Why hasn't he come to me yet? Is he interrogating Lou Rui? What has Lou Rui confessed now? No, it should be what Feng Mu will ask him to confess?"

"The riot in the death row was traced to our light prison. Was this Feng Mu's own decision or the warden's instruction?"

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Ma Xuan is a smart man. The characteristic of smart people is that they tend to think too much, especially when no one pays attention to him. His imagination is even more like a thriller and suspenseful series in his head.

He tried to analyze the current situation from every angle, but the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became, and the more uneasy he felt.

Ma Xuan knew that his wild thoughts would not help at this time, but he could not control his unusually active mind, just like he could not control the itch of the contact surface between his buttocks and the chair.

The iron door rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound. A figure pushed the door open. The light from outside hit his back, and the dark shadow was reflected on the ground, extending long into the house.

Ma Xuan looked at the person who came. In the interweaving of light and shadow, the person walked up to him and gently put a hemp rope in his hand.

"Hemp rope?" There was a hint of confusion in Ma Xuan's voice. He subconsciously touched the rough texture of the hemp rope with his fingers.

He looked up and saw a calm and gentle smile, but the words that came out of his lips were like a ghost story floating in the night wind. Every word made him shudder.

"Lou Rui is dead!"

"This hemp rope just broke his neck."

"You broke it!"

Ma Xuan's face suddenly changed, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked down at the hemp rope in his hand, only to see scattered dandruff and dark red stains faintly stuck in the gaps of the hemp rope.

Ma Xuan's hand seemed to be electrocuted, and he suddenly threw the hemp rope to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Despicable means of false accusation."

Feng Mu slowly squatted down, picked up the hemp rope on the ground calmly, and then put it into a transparent evidence bag.

Until this moment, Ma Xuan noticed that Feng Mu was wearing a pair of plastic gloves on his hands, and the gloves looked particularly white under the light.

…….