Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 235 - 219: Version Upgrade!
"Forensic Doctor Qin, could you please pay special attention to Feng Mu’s blood composition during the autopsy and detect..."
Qian Huan’s words paused slightly at this moment, and his gaze shifted to the figure that just entered.
The latter calmly took out a delicate small bottle from his pocket, which contained a shallow layer of transparent liquid.
He gently handed the bottle to Qin Liang, simultaneously supplementing Qian Huan’s words:
"The Q-14 type delay hallucinogen, colorless, non-toxic, tasteless. After ingestion, it can stimulate a transcendent feeling if the blood is circulated, as if in a dream-like state."
Qin Liang took the glass bottle, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes, and looked at the impeccably dressed young prison guard in front of him. In a probing tone, he asked:
"I recall you’ve been quite close to Feng Mu in the past few days, if I’m not mistaken, your name is Wang Cong, right?"
After handing over the bottle, Wang Cong lightly withdrew his hands, standing straight, admitted: "Forensic Doctor Qin has a good memory."
Qin Liang sighed slightly, saying: "I even warned Feng Mu that no one in the Second Prison is trustworthy. It seems he didn’t listen. But, weren’t you deliberately placed by Chang Wei to be close to Feng Mu? How come..."
Qin Liang’s gaze moved between Wang Cong and Qian Huan, revealing some doubts in his eyes.
Wang Cong’s lips slightly curved into a gentle and calm smile, speaking slowly:
"Forensic Doctor Qin has sharp insight. At first, I approached Feng Mu because I was arranged by Chang Wei, but later, I had an epiphany and decided to abandon the darkness and embrace the light."
Qian Huan timely chimed in, his tone revealing admiration for Wang Cong:
"It’s precisely because Wang Cong decided to abandon the darkness for the light that we could gain insight into the sinister plan brewing in the Light Supervision Area and so easily obtain evidence of them poisoning their own prison guards."
Upon hearing this, Qin Liang became enlightened, patted Wang Cong on the shoulder, unable to resist praising:
"Wang Cong, Wang Cong, true to your name, a clever man. Your future in the Second Prison is bound to be bright."
Wang Cong maintained a humble attitude, replying: "Not at all, this is all due to Prison Director Qian’s wise leadership and strategic planning."
Qin Liang was slightly startled, then he turned his gaze to Qian Huan, gently shaking the bottle in his hand, probingly asking: "What, is there a story behind this?"
Qian Huan knew that the next plan required Qin Liang’s cooperation and support, so he did not conceal a thing but instead chuckled softly and candidly said:
"The Q-14 type delay hallucinogen, this is the latest batch of Awakening Water developed by Holy Light Pharmaceutical Company, with extremely limited production, almost unattainable on the market."
"Tian Tao is just a prison captain, how could he buy such a rare thing? It was my arrangement that allowed it to flow into his hands."
Even though Forensic Doctor Qin Liang had long sided with the prison director, at this moment, he still felt a chill from the prison director’s deep and inscrutable scheming.
What does one say?
Qin Liang spent half his life in the Second Prison, always seeing schemes that were traceable or shallow villainy.
But,
Prison Director Qian Huan’s insidiousness is a subtle kind of evil, like injecting a high-end play into the low-end villainy in the Second Prison.
"No wonder people within our prison system can’t beat those running companies outside, too sly."
Forensic Doctor Qin Liang took a deep breath, feeling a surge of desire to retire due to illness.
He laughed at himself, thinking:
"The prison’s version has quietly upgraded. An old guy like me from the last version probably should withdraw in time, making way for the young ones, to avoid sticking out until someone harmlessly eats up even the scraps."
Seeing Qin Liang hadn’t spoken for a while, Qian Huan slightly furrowed his brows and said: "What, does Forensic Doctor Qin think there’s any flaw?"
Qin Liang suddenly regained his senses, his speaking manner becoming increasingly respectful: "No, I understand, I’ll go now and perform the autopsy on Feng Mu."
Qian Huan glanced at the time on his phone, then looked at Wang Cong, asking softly: "How long has he been in there?"
Wang Cong knew what Qian Huan was asking, he immediately replied: "When I came over, Feng Mu was just leading a few prisoners into the incineration room, timing-wise, it should be about right."
Just as his voice fell.
From the other end of the corridor, the direction of the Light Supervision Area, a sharp alarm sounded faintly.
Qian Huan, listening to the piercing alarm, seemed like he was hearing the trumpet of a charge, his whole demeanor changed, more like a prison director’s imposing manner.
He waved to the two, instructing: "Go, make sure this act looks convincing."
Qin Liang nodded and turned, taking a step forward, when suddenly Wang Cong darted out the door like lightning.
As they passed shoulder to shoulder, Qin Liang clearly captured the tear layer silently accumulating in Wang Cong’s bloodshot eyes, seemingly ready to break free at any moment, offering heartfelt wails for a friend’s unfortunate passing.
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Let Destiny help us rewind the minute hand to 7 minutes earlier.
At that moment, Tian Tao’s phone screen lit up, with a few brief words: "Send him off!"
He set down the phone, a sinister smile curling his lips, slowly drawing an electric baton from his chest.
He flexed his strong neck, his eyes flashing fiercely, forcefully flinging open the door as two prison guards followed closely behind.
The corridor footsteps were hurried and heavy, filled with undisguised murder intent.
Inside cell 211, Wang Jiao and several other prisoners who hadn’t eaten all day, deliberately empty-stomached prisoners, started breathing rapidly.
Chen Ya sat cross-legged quietly on the hard bed, calmly opened his eyes.
A harsh "zzzz" sound was heard as the electric gate of the neighboring cell was opened.
The eight or nine prisoners in the neighboring cell were also managed and taking money from Feng Mu.
The next instant.
Accompanied by the crackling of electricity arcs, rising wails echoed through the corridor, causing every guard to stop and watch, as well as causing every prisoner in other cells to shiver.
The screams lasted for a whole minute, gradually becoming faint until silent. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
When Feng Mu hurried to the scene upon hearing the commotion, what met his eyes were bodies lying askew everywhere, every face beaten to deformation, blood flowing, dyeing the entire room a glaring red.
Tian Tao stood in the center of the room, surrounded by deformed bodies, coldly waving the electric baton in his hand, shaking off the mixture of red and white on it, his face half covered in blood.
His gaze fierce, directly staring at Feng Mu, ruthlessly said:
"The money you couldn’t collect, I collected for you. Remember, your mercy can’t help these prisoners, it only kills them and you as well."
Feng Mu slowly scanned the surroundings, seeing the many prison guards in the corridor casting their gazes toward him, whispering, with either mocking smiles on their faces, or cold disdain.
Controlling his facial muscles slightly, maintaining his usual gentle expression, Feng Mu’s face turned cold, stiff and unpleasant.
Feng Mu stared intently at Tian Tao, speaking in a voice everyone could hear:
"The prison should also have the most basic fairness and reason. Prisoners have their fundamental survival value, your cheap and useless deprivation of their lives will have consequences."
"Consequences?"
Tian Tao’s eyebrow twitched, a stuck piece of flesh falling to his lips, which he licked lightly, swallowing it, mockingly saying,
"What consequences? Will they make me pay with my life, or will you make me pay with my life?"
Seemingly rendered speechless by Tian Tao’s rebuttal, Feng Mu remained silent, merely staring expressionlessly at the increasingly dim blood bar above Tian Tao’s head.
Seeing Feng Mu’s anger and inability to speak, Tian Tao’s mood became extremely joyful, laughing wildly: "The money I collected for you, you handle the bodies yourself."
Feng Mu watched as Tian Tao left, turned his gaze to the neighboring cell 211, one blood bar after another faintly appearing in his eyes...
