The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

In the division chief's office, Chang Wei looked extremely tired.

The caller ID from "sister" on the table kept vibrating, but Chang Wei turned a blind eye and had no intention of answering the call.

He had not shaved his face for several days. He sat on a large leather chair and looked at Ma Xuan beside him with a gloomy face. His voice was low and slow:

"After the matter is settled, you are planning to arrange a long vacation for me, aren't you?"

Ma Xuan said with a fake smile on his face:

"Yes, Feng Mu is Li Bashan's junior brother, and Li Bashan has taken refuge with the warden. If something happens to Feng Mu in your prison area, regardless of whether there is evidence or not, the warden and Li Bashan will report it. It’s on your head.”

Ma Xuan paused and continued,

"Brother Zhou Fu will give you some leave afterwards, which will allow you to directly avoid the wrath of the warden and that reckless man Li Bashan. It is also for your consideration, so don't think too much about it."

Chang Wei smoked one cigarette after another and sneered in a hoarse voice: "Then, when I come back from vacation, will I still be able to sit in my current position?"

Ma Xuan seemed to have expected this question. He answered without thinking: "Your position is stable. This vacation is just to keep you away from right and wrong temporarily. When you come back, everything will be as before."

Ma Xuan pondered for a moment. In order to enhance the persuasiveness and credibility of his words, he deliberately emphasized his tone and added:

"As long as Brother Zhou Fu is still in this position, no one can touch your position."

Chang Wei did not respond to Ma Xuan's comfort. He just smoked silently, his eyes struggling, as if he was thinking about something.

The atmosphere in the office became heavy, and only the ticking sound of the clock reminded the passage of time.

Suddenly, Chang Wei pressed the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray and seemed to have made a final decision.

He stared straight at Ma Xuan and said with emotion: "I still remember when you first came to the Second Prison as a prison guard under me, but I didn't expect that today, you are the one here to see me off, haha—— "

Ma Xuan was also filled with emotion and consoled him: "I'm just taking a break. When the dust settles, you will still come back."

Chang Wei laughed wildly as if he had heard a funny joke, while Ma Xuan remained awkwardly silent beside him.

After a while, Chang Wei stopped laughing and turned away the vibrating cell phone on the table. On the screen of the cell phone was a photo of him, his sister, and his nephew.

His sister divorced in his early years, and Chang Wei never married, so he always regarded Chang Qingsen as his own.

Chang Wei glanced at the phone screen and said in a hoarse voice: "I, Chang Wei, are not as smart as you, but I, Chang Wei, am not a fool either. I can detect the change in the direction of the second prison."

"Forget it, let's stop talking. Tell Brother Zhou Fu for me that I won't ask him for anything, but I am just a nephew, so I want him to remember what he promised me?"

Ma Xuan nodded. He had just had his first child two months ago, so he understood and sympathized with Chang Wei's mood.

Chang Wei stood up suddenly, tore off his prison guard uniform, threw it on the sofa, and then strode out, sending text messages to reply as he walked out.

——Send him on his way!

Ma Xuan turned sideways slightly to make way for him. At the same time, he inadvertently glanced at the screen of his mobile phone with his peripheral vision, and a false smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"You left in such a hurry, don't you want to stay and see the result?"

Chang Wei's steps paused slightly and he sneered: "I have tried so hard to prepare the medicine, manipulated the electric batons, and bombed from exhaustion. I have worked so hard to lay the groundwork. Will Feng Mu still be alive?"

"Since he is going to die, what's so good about the corpse? I've long been tired of seeing corpses every day in the second prison these years?"

Ma Xuan frowned: "I mean, after all, he took your nephew's place."

Chang Wei sneered: "So I agreed to do this, but a person who came to the prison for a few days, couldn't collect a penny, and couldn't bear to beat the prisoners, do you think he would do this to me for a mere quota?" Will my nephew take action?"

"Of course, he took my nephew's place, so he deserves to die, but what's even more damning is that the person who helped him behind the scenes is Li Bashan or the warden."

Chang Wei didn't wait for Ma Xuan to speak, then stared at the latter's eyes behind the lenses, and said word by word: "Isn't this what you told me?"

Ma Xuan remained silent.

Chang Weipi smiled but said: "Okay, it's time for me to go on vacation. You can take care of the matter of collecting the corpses yourself."

Bang!

With a heavy slam, the office door was slammed shut.

Outside the door, Chang Wei's voice gradually faded away: "Hey, sister, don't think nonsense. I just asked the leader of the second prison, and he will definitely help me find Aomori..."

Ma Xuan stood there, listening to the sound gradually disappearing at the end of the corridor. Then he slowly took out his mobile phone, edited a message, and sent it to two people at the same time:

——Everything goes as planned, Chang Wei has gone on vacation.

Office of the Superintendent.

Zhou Fu picked up his phone and glanced at it, then stood up and walked to the window, looking at the huge iron gate under the high wall. After a while, he saw the iron gate open a gap that only allowed one person to pass through, and a lonely figure walked out.

The iron gate closed, seeming to isolate the figure from the iron gate forever.

At the same time, the warden's office.

Behind the three-layer explosion-proof glass, Qian Huan was sitting in front of the computer, controlling the mouse and switching to the entrance and exit monitoring.

By zooming in on the surveillance camera, Qian Huan could see much more clearly than Zhou Fu. He could even clearly see the unnatural and subtle twitching of the muscles in the corners of Chang Wei's eyes when he crossed the iron gate.

"It seems that our division chief Chang Wei is very reluctant to leave our prison, but unfortunately, as a chess piece, sometimes being given up is his greatest value."

Qian Huan turned off the screen, deleted the text messages on his phone, and then smiled and said to forensic doctor Qin Liang outside the explosion-proof glass.

Qin Liang sat on the sofa outside the glass. Hearing this, he sighed and said, "Poor Chang Wei, who has helped Zhou Fu do dirty work for more than ten years, and finally ended up like this. How miserable."

Qin Liang paused for a moment, then changed his tone slightly and said, "So, Feng Mu is the abandoned son chosen by you, the warden?"

Qian Huan thought for a moment and said with a smile: "That's not true. Feng Mu was never mine, so how can he be considered abandoned by me? At best, I was secretly adding fuel to the fire and wanted to use his death to activate my other heart. Just a chess piece of your own choice.”

Qin Liang spit out a name: "Li Bashan!"

Qian Huan said with a smile: "Does Medical Examiner Qin think Li Bashan's strength is really only the fourth grade registered for employment?"

Qin Liang thought for a moment: "The real world is not a game after all. Things like grades are not directly displayed above the head like game characters. We can only judge based on the records on paper. As for authenticity or timeliness, it is It can be operated manually.”

Qin Liang often manipulates the causes of death of corpses, so he knows the ropes very well. If dead people can be manipulated, wouldn't there be more room for manipulation of living people?

Qin Liang asked hesitantly: "Why, Warden Qian, do you think Li Bashan is hiding his strength?"

Qian Huan had no evidence, but he believed in his keen intuition of danger. He smiled and said: "I don't know, but I think Li Bashan's knife will be very sharp if it is used well."

Qin Liang didn't ask any more questions and said, "Understood. I will make Feng Mu's autopsy report complete and beautiful later."

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Immediately afterwards, a figure that Qin Liang's forensic doctor never expected walked in...