Chapter 238 Was It Done by Feng Mu? ! ! Making a Knife with a Knife

Qian Huan hung up the phone and leaned on the pillow without any sleepiness, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Chang Wei is also missing?!" Qian Huan murmured to himself, "He went to find his nephew Chang Qingsen."

Qian Huan lowered his head and glanced at his phone. He also realized at this moment that Ma Xuan's purpose for calling him late at night was to report to him on the one hand, and to test his attitude on the other.

"Even Ma Xuan suspects that I did it. I'm afraid Zhou Xi will kill him with one blow. Is it me who did it?"

Qian Huan sneered. He knew he didn't do the thing, but Qian Huan didn't mind taking the blame for the time being. Anyway, the other party couldn't find conclusive evidence to identify him, so let's let the other party maintain this beautiful life. Misunderstanding.

Qian Huan was parachuted into the second prison and did not have his own team. Therefore, it was difficult for him to use normal means to gradually establish prestige in the second prison.

He could only find another way and use some unconventional "terrorist" means.

"Since I can't make them respect and obey me willingly, let's make them fear me."

This is what Qian Huan thought and did. The implementation of the [final elimination system] is based on this logic. And now, he half-truthfully and half-falsely takes the blame for this murder. It is also based on this aspect. Calculation.

Qian Huan habitually pulled off the dead skin on his lips with his fingers, then sat up and walked to the refrigerator.

He took out a sterile raw egg, cracked the shell lightly with his fingers, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Qian Huan has a cautious and meticulous personality and attaches great importance to life and health. Therefore, he hardly smokes or drinks any alcohol.

Even if he has to avoid social events, the cigarettes he occasionally smokes are his own special cigarettes without nicotine, the wine he drinks is special non-alcoholic wine, and even the drinks are absolutely sugar-free.

His only "unhealthy" hobby is eating raw eggs.

Although these sterile eggs are manufactured through 3D printing technology, they perfectly retain the original flavor of eggs, both in terms of taste and nutritional value, which have been recognized by Qian Huan.

The cold egg liquid exuded a subtle stimulation in the mouth, and the fishy smell of raw food made Qian Huan's thoughts become clearer.

"This time and the other time, none of them were done by me, so it can only be..."

Qian Huan crushed the eggshell in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number first, asking directly: "Is Li Bashan working night shift in the prison tonight?"

The voice on the other end of the phone came clearly: "Yes, warden, tonight's schedule shows that Li Bashan is responsible for the night shift."

Qian Huan asked: "Are you sure he is indeed in prison?"

The other end of the phone replied: "Make sure, he is patrolling each floor at the moment. I can clearly see his figure in the surveillance."

Although this answer surprised Qian Huan a little, it was not completely beyond his expectations.

He hung up the phone gently and quickly pressed another number.

The call was quickly connected, and Qin Liang's drunken voice came from the receiver: "Warden Qian, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

Qian Huan ignored Qin Liang's question and asked directly: "Forensic Doctor Qin, is Feng Mu with you now?"

Qin Liang let out a wine burp and said with unclear words: "No, the dinner is over. I took a taxi and was heading home."

Qian Huan then asked: "How long has it been since they broke up?"

Qin Liang replied: "It didn't take long, I just got in the car, about two or three minutes."

Qian Huan on the other end of the phone frowned slightly and said with a bit of solemnity in his tone: "In other words, Feng Mu was still with you two or three minutes ago?"

Qin Liang answered truthfully: "That's right."

Qian Huan's tone obviously paused: "During this period, has Feng Mu ever left your sight?"

The warm air in the taxi made the person drowsy. Qin Liang rubbed his temples vigorously and replied: "Feng Mu went out to take a call on the way, but he came back within two minutes."

Qian Huan asked: "Are you sure?"

Qin Liang affirmed: "Sure."

"Okay, I understand." Qian Huan was silent for two seconds and was about to end the call.

Qin Liang asked quickly: "The warden called late at night to inquire. Can I ask, what happened?"

Qian Huan had no intention of hiding anything from Qin Liang, he said quietly:

"Chang Wei died. Oh, no, it should be said that Chang Wei's sister died. Chang Wei lost contact. It was just when you were having dinner, about an hour ago."

Listening to the blind beeping tone on the phone, Qin Liang suddenly woke up, and the sleepy alcohol energy was shaken out with a shiver, turning into the tightening urge to urinate in his bladder.

"Chang Wei lost contact? The warden suspects that Feng Mu did this?"

Qin Liang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the confusion caused by alcohol was replaced by panic.

"Wait a minute, isn't this the 'gift' Feng Mu said to me? No, no, Feng Mu has been with us tonight. It is impossible for him to go out to commit crimes. We can all prove to Feng Mu that the warden's suspicions are not at all It’s untenable.”

However, even though he comforted himself in this way, Qin Liang's back began to break out in cold sweat uncontrollably. In his mind, a more terrifying thought was forming and lingering:

"Could it be that this is Feng Mu's real purpose of inviting everyone to dinner tonight, so that everyone can become his alibi witness?"

Qian Huan hung up the phone, his expression changing for a while.

"Did Feng Mu do it?"

"It wasn't Feng Mu who did it!"

"No, he did it!!!"

Qian Huan's thoughts were spinning, he licked the yellow egg liquid stained at the corner of his mouth, and murmured:

"Interesting. It seems that I underestimated Feng Mu. This river-crossing pawn seems to be much more powerful than I expected. Haha——"

"He can kill people and kill himself in advance. Not only is he powerful, he is also very smart."

Qian Huan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he thought in his heart:

"It's even more worthwhile to increase your leverage to win over me, to be used by me, to kill people for me. The only problem is that if a knife is too sharp and too smart, it will be very dangerous and it will be easy to cut your own hand. "

Soon, Qian Huan made a decision in his heart:

"I have to find another sharp knife to make a knife out of, so who should I look for?"

A face of struggle, entanglement, and ultimately betrayal of friends and conscience emerged in Qian Huan's mind.

"He is quite a suitable candidate."

Qian Huan thought about it. He really didn't have many cards in his hand, so he had to make the best use of them. He sighed,

"It seems that Wang Cong, this abandoned child, cannot be thrown away casually. He is still of some value. I just don't know if he is still alive now. Is he missing like Chang Wei?"

Qian Huan felt that his attitude towards Wang Cong in the afternoon was too indifferent. Now he was a little worried about where Wang Cong was and whether he was dead or alive.

After thinking about it, Qian Huan decided to call Wang Cong to recover the points he lost in the afternoon, if Wang Cong was still alive.

The call was dialed and a response came quickly, a mechanical and cold female synthesized voice:

——Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later...