Chapter 352: Good People Must Be Afraid, but I Am a Bad Person

Feng Mu seemed to be curious about Gong Lao's words. He looked up slightly and said with interest and politeness: "Please speak!"

Chen Yang handcuffed Feng Mu into the interrogation room, not to appreciate his calm appearance. He wanted to see the shock, fear and panic expression on Feng Mu's face.

He looked up and glanced at the surveillance camera installed in the right corner of the wall, and saw that the red light of the surveillance flashed and went out.

Then he said gloomyly:

"Do you know that Gong Lao's body has been sent to the incineration plant and is almost stuffed into an incinerator and turned into ashes. In other words, the evidence of your murder is almost completely destroyed. What a pity..."

Chen Yang closely observed Feng Mu's expression changes, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

“However, at the last moment, I dragged the body out of the incineration cabin.

Because, I saw a news post, which was posted by a self-media person called [Grave Old Tree]. Do you know [Grave Old Tree]? ”

Chen Yang stared at Feng Mu. He saw that the latter's pupils contracted for a moment, and then he answered for him with a self-righteous attitude:

"You know, right. This post has spread widely and the discussions on the Internet are very popular. Even if you don't know it at the first time, you should have read it now."

Feng Mu said lightly: "So what?"

Chen Yang sneered:

So I immediately realized that your Second Prison is in danger. Some people want to take this opportunity to completely destroy the Second Prison, or to be more precise, they want to destroy the Second Prison.

And you, obviously a member of the warden's camp, am I right? ”

Feng Mu met Chen Yang's straight gaze and nodded very openly to admit:

"Your judgment is basically accurate, so you decided..."

Hearing Feng Mu admit it so directly, Chen Yang's confidence became stronger.

He took Feng Mu's words and continued:

"I immediately decided not to be someone else's phony or mute. I realized that there was a huge opportunity behind this. By the way, do you understand the meaning of 'phony or 'mute'?"

Feng Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, his attitude was relaxed, as if he was chatting with friends of the same age. He smiled and said:

"This is obvious, it means that it does not have one's own thoughts, but just mechanically agrees with other people's opinions, like an obedient vocal worm.

At the management level, this is indeed a labor-saving and safe way. To be honest, because of my father, I have a very personal understanding of this practice, haha—”

Seeing that Feng Mu understood, Chen Yang spared the verbal talk of his own explanation and said happily:

"That's right, that's what it means. Well, you must have not listened to your father, otherwise you would not have been handcuffed here today. Coincidentally, I'm the same. I didn't listen to the old policeman that day, so I held a news release Yes, you have announced your suspected murder and today…”

Chen Yang's voice gradually became cold like the saliva of a poisonous snake, overflowing from his lips and teeth word by word.

Meanwhile, his right hand slowly reached into his pocket and took out a sealed evidence bag from it. A short dagger was lying in the bag, and a layer of solidified black blood was adhered to its surface, which looked particularly ominous.

Chen Yang carefully held the evidence bag with his right hand, only a small corner of the knife hilt was exposed, as if he was afraid of being infected with the sin that should not be touched.

It seemed like it was the first time he did such a thing, his movements were not smooth and a little trembling. He used a few seconds to slowly stuff a corner of the hilt into Feng Mu's handcuffed right hand.

Then, his other hand tried hard to help Feng Mu close his fingers to ensure that every fingerprint was clearly imprinted on the hilt.

Feng Mu cooperated very well throughout the whole process and allowed Chen Yang to leave his fingerprint on the weapon. With a little change, he guessed Chen Yang's "thinking on solving the case".

Obviously, Chen Yang in front of him is another rising star of detectives, which makes people sigh that the police station is really a Feng Shui treasure land that produces detectives.

Feng Mu half-closed his eyes and asked quietly:

"Is this dagger a weapon to kill Gong Lao?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw Feng Mu cooperate so much, but with it was a happy mood.

He had prepared some intense and bloody means, but now it seems that those means are no longer useful, which makes him feel a little regretful.

He stuffed the murder weapon back into the evidence bag and put it in his pocket:

"That's true. You used this dagger to penetrate Gong Lao's lungs from behind without any defense. After that, you set fire to the scene even more cruelly, trying to fake it into Gong Lao's fault. The illusion of self-immolation.

However, the scene of your murder was caught by your neighbor, so you simply did it and killed your neighbor. ”

Feng Mu's hands were handcuffed and he was inconvenient to move, but he still tried hard to clap his palms. The emotional value provided was sufficient, and he exclaimed:

"A old-fashioned story, some inferior means, I have to admit that these tricks are enough to force most innocent people to death.

This world is really…”

Feng Mu was shocked and couldn't say what a familiar scene in front of him was. He seemed to have just used it on others. Unexpectedly, he would be conspired and used on himself so quickly.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Cause and effect, cycle of nature, destiny teasing, haha—

Chen Yang stared at Feng Mu's calm face and finally captured the fierce emotional fluctuations in the latter's eyes.

He thought he was gradually defeating Feng Mu's psychological defense line, and a feeling of satisfaction and pleasure surged in his heart, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, you finally figured out the situation. You are now forced to death by me, but I didn't target you on purpose. You still have a chance, just..."

Chen Yang's picture was revealed and said with a grim voice:

"As long as you are willing to identify the warden Qian Huan behind all this, you can..."

However, Feng Mu's loyalty penetrated deep into his bones. How could he tolerate Chen Yang's disgusting words tarnish his ears?

His facial expression changed drastically, but it was not the panic that Chen Yang expected, but took a deep breath, then showed an intoxicated and mysterious smile, expressing his praise that he had not finished just now:

"This world is so wonderful and amazing. It is simply a paradise for bad people. Every inch of the air is filled with pleasant sweetness."

Chen Yang's expression suddenly froze, and he felt panic in his heart, and even suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing.

He opened his eyes wide, stared at Feng Mu in disbelief, and blurted out:

"You, aren't you afraid?"

Although his hands were bound by cold handcuffs and alone, Feng Mu's face once again showed a deep and pathological smile hidden in the elegance he showed when he was surrounded by everyone in the elevator that day:

"Why should I be afraid? Good people should be afraid, but am I not a bad person?"