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

Gong Lao sank deeply into the soft sofa. He did not take off his shoes, and his dirty soles casually stepped on the carpet.

If it were before, Gong Lao would never dare to be so presumptuous, because his 150-pound wife at home would break his legs, but it doesn't matter now.

His wife was not at home these days. He sent her out of District 9 to a place where no one could find her.

There were cigarette butts everywhere next to his shoes. Some of these cigarette butts had been extinguished, while others were still emitting light smoke. The air was filled with the unique smell of tobacco.

Gong Lao's fingers gently tapped the armrest of the sofa, and the sparks of the cigarette butts flickered and extinguished, and the carpet was burned with burnt holes.

I don't know how long it took, when Gong Lao could no longer pour cigarettes from the cigarette box, he seemed to be shrouded in smoke, blurring his face.

Buzz buzz buzz --

The sound of a call being connected was faintly heard in the smoke. The voice on the other end could not be heard, but only Gong Lao's hoarse voice responded:

"I have paid off the debt I owe you. Ha --, it's time to go. I saw them waving at me."

The spilled cigarette butt fell on the carpet. This time it did not burn a hole, but set off a dangerous flame, which soon spread to the trouser legs and sofa along with the cigarette butt on the ground.

Gong Lao did not seem to notice. He mechanically deleted the contacts on his phone and threw it on the coffee table. Then he opened the old wallet and his eyes fell on a yellowed photo in the interlayer.

The young man in the photo smiled foolishly, and the woman next to him was slim and beautiful.

Gong Lao's throat uttered a suppressed scream, and the photo in his hand turned into black ash in the flames, and his clothes were immediately swallowed by the flames.

Gong Lao's whole body was on fire. He howled and bumped around in the house, and finally broke the window. With a plop, he fell from the seventh floor.

When Feng Mu and his group arrived, what they saw was a pool of charred corpses on the ground.

A crowd of onlookers gathered downstairs, pointing and talking about the broken windows upstairs. Someone nearby called the police station, but the line was always busy and no one answered.

Feng Mu and his group hurried upstairs and saw that the door was open and a burly figure was busy in the room.

He waved the soaked quilt with great force and heavy momentum. Every wave was accompanied by a heavy sound. In a short while, the fire in the living room was put out one by one.

In this era of martial arts, the threat of fire has been greatly reduced because many people have the ability to act as "human fire extinguishers".

Feng Mu frowned slightly and his eyes lingered on the man.

Liu Yi and others looked serious and quickly surrounded him.

After some inquiries, they learned that the sturdy man who put out the fire was Zhao Yongwei, 33 years old, and a neighbor next door. After hearing the broken window and the fire alarm, he immediately broke into the house and enthusiastically put out the fire.

"Fuck, there are so many ways to commit suicide, but you chose arson. You really deserve to die. The walls in the corridor are all blackened..."

The sturdy man who put out the fire wiped the sweat from his head and cursed.

Feng Mu's pupils shrank slightly and asked, "How do you know he committed suicide?"

"Isn't it suicide?" The sturdy man noticed the unfriendly eyes of the crowd and his face was a little pale. He explained nervously, "Look, didn't he leave a suicide note on his computer?"

On the dining table next to the living room, a laptop lay quietly, and the screen was blackened by smoke. Liu Yi quickly walked up and carefully wiped the screen with a paper towel.

The screen lit up, showing the document interface with black and white text.

Liu Yi glanced at the contents of the document and suddenly felt his eyes go dark. He picked up the computer and walked quickly to Feng Mu.

Feng Mu glanced at the contents of the suicide note without changing his expression. Although the words in the suicide note were a bit confusing, the main idea can be summarized into two points.

First, Gong Lao wanted to die because he couldn't live anymore;

Second, Gong Lao fiercely criticized the dark situation of the Second Prison, especially the "last elimination system" implemented by the warden Qian Huan. He believed that this system forced the prison guards to treat prisoners as livestock to be slaughtered.

Gong Lao felt that the Second Prison had become a slaughterhouse and the prison guards had become ruthless executioners.

Tormented by his conscience, he decided to help the prisoners escape from the prison. However, unexpectedly, the prisoners actually caused a riot and hijacked the prison guards.

What shocked him even more was that the warden Qian Huan ruthlessly ordered all the prisoners and prison guards to be killed.

Gong Lao realized that he had made an irreparable mistake and could only choose to end his life in fear and regret.

Feng Mu carefully read through it and said with a smile: "Oh, it's written like that."

Liu Yi didn't know whether Feng Mu was speaking in a sarcastic way, so he didn't dare to answer. Feng Mu glanced at the enthusiastic neighbor, and soon someone sent the neighbor out of the scene.

After the neighbor left, Gong Qi said sinisterly: "Junior brother, there is something wrong with that person."

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Feng Mu said "hmm": "I know."

Seeing that Feng Mu knew, Gong Qi still didn't say anything more. He glanced at the computer and asked:

"This person took all the responsibility on himself. If he dies again, Junior Brother, won't you have to solve this case?"

Feng Mu did not answer Gong Qi, but asked: "Has the suicide note been sent out?"

Liu Yi operated the computer for a few times and replied: "It was sent by email. It should have been sent before death. The email address is, this email address is a little familiar."

He said "Huh" in surprise and continued: "It seems to be sent to the senior officials of the prison system, but I don't know who it is."

Seeing Feng Mu's inquiring eyes, Liu Yi sorted out his words and explained:

"The email suffixes in our prison system are unified, and the numbers before the emails also have a specific pattern. Generally speaking, the smaller the number, the higher the position in the prison system. The number assigned by our warden is jqjy17, and the number of this email address is jqjy03, so..."

Feng Mu thought for two seconds and felt that the case became complicated and the characters involved were getting bigger and bigger.

Fortunately, he did not use conventional detection methods, but the wisdom template of the detective. He only needed to make up an intriguing story, and for this he could delete or add some changes to the facts that had already happened.

Feng Mu said calmly: "Delete the email."

Liu Yi was stunned for a moment, then explained anxiously: "The email has been sent, and it can't be covered up even if it is deleted now."

Feng Mu smiled slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes: "Of course I know, but you delete it now."

Liu Yi hesitated for a moment, facing Feng Mu's firm and gentle smile, he took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind, clicked the operation, and completely deleted the email from the computer.

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