Chapter 248: Wanting It All, Insatiable

"This gift is incredible. Feng Mu really takes too much care of me!"

Qin Liang's voice was full of emotion. He had lived for decades, and his head was bald and his teeth were black. He had never met someone who was so sincere and wanted to make friends with him.

Really, he felt like he was being suffocated by the thick friendship.

"I once promised Feng Mu that if he died, I would make a beautiful autopsy report for him, but I have never been able to do it."

"But Feng Mu still gave me a gift in return. It was beautiful, like a corpse that had been precisely cut but could not find any trace of stitching."

"I... deserve it."

Qin Liang burst into tears. Originally, he was still a little hesitant between Feng Mu and the warden, not knowing which way to turn his butt. Now, he understood.

Whenever he sticks his butt out even 1 centimeter toward Qian Huan, it is a blasphemy against this friendship.

"There's nothing more to say. I have to risk my life for my friend Feng Mu, with Tian Tao as my witness."

Touched tears flowed from Qin Liang's eyes. He held the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys that he had just weighed, and carefully put them back into Tian Tao's body, as if completing a sacred ritual.

Zhou Rui pushed the door open unceremoniously and entered. Qin Liang's hand shook, and his heart came out of his hand and fell back, cracking a corner.

"Has the autopsy report come out? What was the cause of Tian Tao's death?"

Zhou Rui's voice was cold, his eyes fell on the bloody organs in the corpse's chest, and there was obvious disgust on his face.

He is not a forensic examiner, and he does not have the eyes to see the subtleties and appreciate the beauty of death.

To him, these organs were just tangled, disgusting lumps of flesh that made him feel sick to his stomach.

Qin Liang's brows furrowed into knots, feeling extremely sad that a corner of his gift had been smashed. He glanced at Zhou Xi with disgust and said in a cold voice: "Myocardial infarction."

Zhou Fu's eyes lit up and he repeated: "Myocardial infarction, isn't that the same reason as the sudden death of the previous warden?!!"

Qin Liang said "Huh". He really didn't want to communicate with Zhou Xi.

Zhou Fu was not aware of this at all, and just sneered: "Okay, it's like this again, hum."

Zhou Hui patted Qin Liang's shoulder vigorously and praised: "Well done, a detailed autopsy report will be issued and sent to my office later."

After Qin Liang waited for Zhou Fu to leave, Qin Liang sat there quietly, not in a hurry to start writing the autopsy report.

He first went to the sink, washed his hands carefully, then took out his phone and sent a text message to his new friend.

——Feng Mu, I really love the gift you gave me. It touched me deeply. Under the witness of this gift, we will definitely become friends who exchange sincerity for sincerity.

——However, I must apologize to you. Zhou Rui accidentally damaged a corner of the gift, but I will do my best to carefully repair it as before.

A good friendship needs to be carefully cared for. It should be treated like a perfect corpse. It must not be stained with flaws. Otherwise, it must be sincerely apologized. You must not hide anything from your friends and let your integrity be tarnished again.

Qin Liang's current approach is impeccable. His sincerity and carefulness show his respect and cherishment of this new friendship.

So his new friend wrote back with warm comfort:

——Don’t take it to heart, it’s just a gift. If it gets damaged, I’ll just give you another one later.

Qin Liang's fingers froze slightly on the screen. He really didn't mean to ask for a gift. He was not such a greedy person. He could only say that the deep friendship of his new friends really made his heart boil.

"I feel ashamed. I can only find a way to give gifts to Feng Mu in the future. I just don't know what he will like?" Qin Liang thought in his heart.

At the same time, Qin Liang's hands did not stop. He continued to focus on handling Tian Tao's body, suturing it carefully and then gently placing it in the freezer.

Since the reorganization of the Second Supervisor, the freezer has not been used once, and all remains are sent directly to the incineration room.

Tian Tao probably didn't expect that he would enjoy such unusual care after his death, and his smiling face became even more radiant in the ice.

….

Inside the warden's office.

After Feng Mu replied to Qin Liang's text message with a calm look on his face, he put his phone back into his pocket and sat quietly on the sofa.

Behind three layers of thickened explosion-proof glass, Qian Huan had just finished answering a phone call. His face was very solemn, but he didn't know how much of this solemnity was real and how much was staged.

Even with Feng Mu's keen insight, it was difficult for him to accurately capture the truth and falsehood behind Qian Huan's expression.

Unlike people such as Chang Wei or Zhou Hui, Warden Qian Huan's rank is obviously much higher. At least the [mask] on his face has long since grown into his flesh and bone marrow and integrated into one.

Feng Mu squinted his eyes, and for the first time, the thought came to his mind that he should give priority to upgrading [Blood Bar Eye].

Maybe, after the [Health Bar Secret Eye] is upgraded, it will be able to spy on more information, not just limited to blood volume?

Qian Huan[271/271]

The health bar on the warden's head was unremarkable. Feng Fengmu calmly withdrew his gaze, and then inadvertently turned his gaze to another figure standing in the corner.

The man was estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall, and his body was as thin as a dead branch in winter. His presence seemed to blend into the air around him. If you didn’t pay attention, you would easily overlook his presence.

Shi Wuming [1544/1544]

"A new face, with a health bar thicker than Wang Cong's."

Feng Mu only took a glance and confirmed that he had never seen this face before. He had a preliminary guess in his mind,

"He doesn't look like a prison guard. He is probably a bodyguard sent by Tianguang Capital or Guangming Group to Qian Huan. Well, it should be a talisman that Qian Huan's mother Li Hanyu went to Guangming Group to ask for for her son, hehe——"

Feng Mu's mind turned, and he guessed it was almost right: "It's just that the name is a little unlucky. He may not live long."

In Feng Mu's next plan, he needs Qian Huan to stand in front of the stage to protect him from the wind and rain. Qian Huan's own martial arts value is just like the health bar on his head, which is ordinary, but it doesn't matter. Feng Mu only needs the convenience brought by Qian Huan's identity and background.

In exchange, he and the people he arranged will act as knives controlled by Qian Huan, for him to drive and serve him.

So as a knife, he can allow his "master" to have another knife, but he never wants his "master" to wear a layer of armor.

A person cannot want both armor and a knife. This is a bit greedy, not good, very bad!