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

Dong Ping nodded heavily upon hearing this. He clenched his cold and powerful fists. His arms, full of metallic beauty, reflected a cold silver light under the flashing red and blue lights.

He said, "That's right, we are no longer the same as we were in the past."

Suddenly, Dong Ping seemed to think of a possibility, and he asked hesitantly:

"Captain Feng, do you think there is a possibility that there is no [Mask] in this list at all? In this case, wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?"

Feng Ju's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression was gloomy:

"That's not in vain. Doesn't this prove that Li Shang used a fake list to fool the special commissioner?"

Dong Ping's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized:

"Captain Feng, great, in this way, if the list is correct, we can catch [Mask], and the special commissioner will definitely reward us; and if the list is wrong, the special commissioner will be furious and severely punish Li Shang.

No matter what the result is, Li Shang will probably find it difficult to compete with you for the position of director."

Feng Ju smiled faintly, and his face showed the wisdom of "everything is under control".

Three minutes later, the wisdom on Feng Ju's face disappeared, and the "everything is under control" was broken, and something bad happened that he didn't expect.

Dong Ping handed over the phone, and the tension on his face was beyond words, with a bit of uncertainty in his voice:

"Captain Feng, is Feng Mu mentioned in this news your son? He seems to have committed a crime?"

Because Feng Ju rarely mentioned his son to his colleagues on weekdays. Except for the scene of their deep love in the hospital two days ago, and sighing at Feng Ju's strict family management and good education, his colleagues in the patrol room really knew something about his son's situation.

However, Dong Ping was a thoughtful person. He did his homework privately that day and secretly checked Captain Feng's family situation. He had a general understanding of his wife's personality and the academic or work status of his son and daughter.

Feng Ju's heart skipped a beat. He took the phone and saw several key words in the news release - "Feng Mu", "Second Prison", "Suspect of Murder", "Cooperate with Investigation", etc.

Feng Ju's face immediately turned black. It was not because he was worried about Feng Mu. After feeling the "filial piety" of this rebellious son in the hospital that day, he had already regarded this son as a dead man.

But you can't smear my face, let alone come to the police station to smear it? ! !

Feng Ju took a deep breath and read the entire news release carefully. After roughly understanding the whole story, his face turned as black as charcoal, and his lips trembled with anger, saying:

"Rebellious son, idiot, you can still be suspected of killing a few people, you are still a waste!!"

Dong Ping opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. He really didn't know how to say the words of comfort.

After all, Feng Ju, as a father, did a great job in whitewashing murder.

In two days, Captain Feng killed six [Masks], and every step was done openly and without any flaws. Feng Mu, as a son, just killed one person, and he is going to be imprisoned?

This, this, this...

The son does not seem to have inherited much of his father's wisdom in this regard. A tiger father and a dog son?

Dong Ping's mind quickly turned several corners, and he said in a deep voice:

"Captain Feng, don't be too angry. Your son probably killed someone for the first time. He has no experience, so he left a handle at the scene. You can educate him slowly in the future. Our top priority is to help him clear the suspicion."

Feng Ju's teeth creaked: "He deserved it. Who cares if he lives or dies?!"

Feng Ju felt wronged, but he couldn't tell others.

Feng Mu was doing well and had become powerful, so he was angry;

Feng Mu was in trouble, and he should have gloated over his misfortune, but he was caught by the police station, so he was even angrier.

He, Feng Ju, is the captain of the patrol station, one step away from the director, but at such a critical moment, it was revealed that his son is a murderer?

Damn it, this rebellious son wants to use his own life to ruin his father's progress!

Feng Ju was furious:

"If I had known this would happen, I should have strangled this rebellious son to death the moment he crawled out of his mother's womb!"

Dong Ping thought Feng Ju was just talking in anger, and he was also very angry:

"It was Chen Yang who held the press conference, but Chen Yang may not know that Feng Mu is your son, but in short, he still deserves to die. Who gave him the courage and power to hold the press conference? It's simply lawless."

Dong Ping paused, and suddenly his face changed and asked:

"Could it be that Chen Yang knew that Feng Mu was your son, so he deliberately made a big fuss? Could it be that Li Shang was behind this, and Chen Yang was on Li Shang's side, and they wanted to use this to attack you, Captain Feng?"

Feng Ju's eyes flashed with a sinister light. He was really aggrieved. He wished Feng Mu would die, but the current situation forced him to clean up Feng Mu's ass?

Feng Ju was a person who put interests first and thought deeply, so his judgment was consistent with what Dong Ping said. He didn't think there was any coincidence behind this.

Good people never hesitate to speculate bad people with the greatest malice, and bad people are even more so, because bad people know how bad bad people can be more personally than good people.

Feng Ju sneered: "Call Chen Yang to find out the progress of the case and test his attitude."

Dong Ping immediately picked up the phone and prepared to dial. At this time, Feng Ju did not forget to remind him cautiously:

"Pay attention to your attitude when talking on the phone, be careful not to be recorded by the other party."

No evidence is needed. In Feng Ju's mind, Chen Yang is already an internal enemy who needs to be guarded against and eradicated.

Feng Ju left Dong Ping in the car to make a call, and got out of the car to get some fresh air. Then, he dialed the number of his rebellious son with a sullen face.

A cold mechanical female voice answered him: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered. Please call again later!"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Feng Ju became more and more irritated, and he dialed again.

This time the call was successfully connected, and Feng Ju was even more angry. As soon as he opened his mouth, he severely rebuked:

"Rebellious son, did you deliberately refuse to answer my call just now? You fool, you really don't know how to live or die!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very calm, with a hint of teasing in the calm:

"My dear father, it's so late, why did you think of calling me?"

Feng Ju said angrily: "Why do you say that the crime you committed fell on the patrol room, don't you know, you fool, do you know how much trouble this will cause me?"

Feng Mu on the other end of the phone could imagine that Feng Ju's furious mouth at this moment He thought it was quite funny and said lightly:

"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect the police station to slander me with false accusations. But it doesn't matter. I'm upright and I'm not afraid of bad people turning black and white. Father, don't you believe in your son's innocence?"

Feng Ju cursed fiercely: "Naive, stupid, I can't explain it to a fool like you. Where are you now?"

Feng Mu answered honestly: "Of course I'm in prison now."

Feng Ju asked: "What are you doing?"

Feng Mu lowered his head and opened the hatch of the incinerator. He looked into the dark tunnel with deep eyes. One after another [0/? ? ] blood bars were coming into view.

Although they were all dead, their bodies were still within the shelf life and were emitting the tempting fragrance of blood.

Feng Mu licked his lips subconsciously and smiled in a rather weird tone:

"My men prepared a sumptuous supper for me, and I'm about to enjoy it!"