Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 706 Tricky, a Misunderstanding?
A threat, an undisguised threat.

Feng Mu frowned slightly. Although he wasn't afraid, he also felt that things were a bit tricky.

Although he could easily crush the two men with a flick of his finger, they represented the Mobile Division and were using their power to intimidate him. Killing them could cause serious trouble.

It would undoubtedly disrupt his current plan of lying low and developing, which would be a loss, but he would never go with the other party.

This was completely different from the last time he voluntarily went to the police station to accept investigation. That time, he was confident that he could control the situation and get away safely.

But what about this time?

Once he stepped into the Mobile Division's territory, his life and death were in the hands of others, and he didn't think he could walk out as easily as last time.

After all, the other party was unwilling to reveal even a fraction of the reasons for the investigation.

It's like blindfolding him and pushing him into a dark room where you don't know what's hidden inside.

In some ways, this ambiguous "invitation" may be more dangerous than all the overt dangers he has encountered before.

The most terrifying dangers are those that are not clearly visible.

The only thing Feng Mu was certain of at this moment was that both of the two men from the Mobile Department had a "malicious" warning sign on them.

This is the most direct warning from the system.

Just as the atmosphere in the office was tense, Li Xiang, who had been silently observing from the side, finally couldn't help but speak up.

He also keenly sensed something was amiss and a potential danger. From the name "Mobile Department," he naturally associated it with the Maintenance Department.

Seeing Zhao Lu's aggressive attitude, which was so similar to Zheng Geng's, whom he had met before, his heart sank.

The detective's characteristic suspicion and associative abilities began to operate at high speed, and a startling thought flashed through his mind like lightning:
"Is it possible that... the Mobile Division is not actually, or not entirely, targeting Feng Mu?"

Could their intention in taking Feng Mu away be a way to break through his defenses and ultimately obtain incriminating evidence against me?

As for why the Mobile Department didn't directly target Li Xiang?

That's naturally because his current status is somewhat special, and his safety is now subtly intertwined with Councilor Wang's in the short term.

Anyone with a modicum of political wisdom and consideration would not directly attack him, this tough nut with its "protective shield," without solid evidence.

Finding a breakthrough through Feng Mu is undoubtedly a safer and more roundabout strategy.

Upon considering this possibility, Li Xiang immediately became restless.

This was not only for his friend's safety, but also for his own; he had no choice but to speak up:

"Is this how the Mobile Unit handles cases? They don't even give a proper explanation, just a vague 'cooperate with the investigation' and they want to take someone away from their post?"

It seemed as if Zhao Lu had only just realized that Li Xiang was actually in the office.

He glanced sideways at Li Xiang, a cold smile creeping onto his lips, and retorted sarcastically:

"Who do we have here? It's Captain Li. Why aren't you busy searching for the missing special envoy? What are you doing in a place like the Second Prison?"
Could there be some clue here?

He didn't give Li Xiang a chance to answer and continued to press him aggressively:
"The regulations on confidential investigations, Captain Li, you've worked in the police station for so many years, you can't be unaware of them, can you?"
The case our mobile unit is investigating is of a very high level, and the details must be kept confidential. I advise you, Captain Li, not to ask around or interfere unnecessarily, lest you get yourself into trouble!

Li Xiang's face immediately turned pale, alternating between red and white.

At the same time, my heart sank even further, and I became even more certain of my judgment—the Mobile Department and the Maintenance Department have similar names and similar styles, so it's very easy for them to be in cahoots.

Seeing that Zhao Lu had silenced Li Xiang with just a few words, leaving him speechless and ashen-faced, a smug look appeared on Zhao Lu's face.

He ignored Li Xiang and turned his gaze back to Feng Mu, applying final pressure:

"Let's go, Feng Mu. Don't make things difficult for us. Come back with us and cooperate with the investigation."

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, looking at the two of them with a deep gaze, without saying a word.

Zhao Lu wanted to continue applying pressure, but his colleague suddenly stepped forward, walked up to Feng Mu, and said in a low, friendly voice:

"Don't worry, coming with us won't do anything to you. There are just some things that you may or may not know, and we need to ask you in person to go through some procedures."

If you cooperate and explain things clearly, I promise you'll be back soon.

He paused, observed Feng Mu's expression, and lowered his voice even further, as if revealing some inside information:
"To be honest with you, your problem isn't that serious. Our mobile unit isn't specifically targeting you personally, otherwise there would be more than just the two of us here."

Don't scare yourself unnecessarily, and don't make things worse by resisting. We're doing this for your own good.

After saying this, he straightened up and silently retreated to his position next to Zhao Lu, resuming his taciturn demeanor, while Zhao Lu continued to stand beside him with a stern face, creating a sense of oppression.

It's a typical case of one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, using both soft and hard tactics.

If it were someone else, they might have been intimidated by these two and obediently cooperated with their investigation.

Feng Mu seemed to have been truly persuaded, and he sighed deeply, saying:
"Before I go with you... could I take another look at your identification? I need to confirm it one more time so I can feel more at ease."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lu immediately revealed a sneer of "should have done it sooner" on his face, thinking that Feng Mu had finally succumbed to the pressure and was about to give in.

As he impatiently pulled his identification from his inner pocket, he urged:

"What? Still not convinced? Suspect we're imposters? Look closely! It's the Executive Government's Mobile Department, the real deal!"

His colleague also silently took out his ID card again.

They weren't worried at all. Although they weren't from the mobile department, their identification was undeniably genuine.

Feng Mu took the two men's identification documents, examined them in front of his face for two seconds, and then handed them to Li Xiang, saying:
"Captain Li, you're experienced and have a good eye. Could you please take a look and tell me if these two documents are real or fake?"

Li Xiang paused for a moment, but still carefully flipped through the pages as instructed, running his fingers along the edges of the paper and the raised texture of the emblem, examining the watermark against the light, and scrutinizing every detail.

After examining it repeatedly for a few seconds, he looked up at Feng Mu and gave a firm, affirmative answer:

"The paper, printing, craftsmanship, logo details, stamp... everything is perfect, it should be genuine!"

Zhao Lu's smugness deepened, almost to the point of a snort. He looked arrogantly at Feng Mu, his eyes seeming to say:

"Now you've given up, haven't you? Now you'd better come with us obediently!"

Feng Mu took the two certificates back from Li Xiang.

His movements were slow, his gaze lowered, looking at the two small booklets in his palm that represented "officialdom" and "power," his face expressionless. Zhao Lu impatiently reached out to take back his identification.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the document, Feng Mu's hand suddenly... released without warning!
"Clap!"

Two soft sounds rang out sharply and jarringly in the quiet office.

Two dark blue certificates, like two pieces of carelessly discarded trash, slipped from Feng Mu's fingers, fell to the cold ground, bounced slightly, and became covered in dust.

Zhao Lu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. The smugness and arrogance on his face instantly turned into extreme astonishment and disbelief.

In a split second, Feng Mu released his grip on the ID card, gently reached forward, and grabbed Zhao Lu by the throat.

"Uh……!"

Zhao Lu only had time to let out a painful groan before he was lifted off his feet by an irresistible force.

His feet left the ground instantly, kicking helplessly in the air. Due to suffocation, his face quickly turned from red to purplish-red, and his eyeballs began to bulge outward, filled with bloodshot veins and terror.

Feng Mu held Zhao Lu, who was struggling, with one arm, his arm as steady as a rock, without even the slightest tremor.

His face still held no fierce expression, only a slight furrowed brow as he looked down at the two fallen documents on the ground. He sighed softly again and said quietly:
"But no matter how I look at it, I feel... these two documents are forged."

Li Xiang felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his blood seemed to freeze in that instant.

His eyes were wide open as he stared intently at the Department of Motor Transport ID card lying on the ground, his mind seemingly buzzing with the thoughts of a million bees.

fake?

How could this be fake?!

He strongly suspected that Feng Mu was lying, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

As a friend, he couldn't speak up for the Mobile Department, but if he didn't, the people in the Mobile Department would be strangled.

This guy from the Mobile Unit is indeed annoying, but killing him right there in the Second Prison, especially in front of him, would cause a lot of trouble.

Chang Erbing also jumped to his feet, staring in shock at the scene before him.

He had always known that Feng Mu was incredibly audacious, but witnessing it firsthand was still quite terrifying.

Li Xiang was very anxious and quickly stepped forward, deciding to try to persuade Feng Mu.

It's not that you can't kill, but you can't do it so blatantly.

The people from the Mobile Unit must have reported to the Second Prison before coming here. If these two really die here, it will be hard to explain later.

Feng Mu couldn't explain it, and neither could Li Xiang.

Before Li Xiang could speak, Feng Mu turned her head and looked at him with a smile, saying:

"Captain Li, didn't you just say you'd help me kill Wang Cong? I refused your offer then, but now I feel really bad about it. I feel like I let down my friend's kindness."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the nearly lifeless Zhao Lu in his hand before returning to Li Xiang's face, and he suggested in an even more sincere tone:
"How about Captain Li comes and fills in the gap now?!"

Li Xiang: "..."

He froze, his mind going blank for a moment.

While the logic isn't wrong and it's quite heartwarming, something still feels off.

You think murder is like giving a gift, and if you can't give it away, you have to give it away again?!
If anyone else had said those words to him, Li Xiang would have definitely thought that the other person was coercing him to pledge allegiance and forcing him onto a pirate ship.

But... the person in front of me is Feng Mu.

Looking into Feng Mu's clear, bright eyes and his smile full of "thinking of you," Li Xiang felt that the other person might... might really be thinking that way.

In this madman's worldview, accepting a friend's "murderous help" and then reciprocating might actually be a way to maintain friendship?
It is the highest and purest form of goodwill!!!

"If I refuse, wouldn't I seem ungrateful?"

Li Xiang opened his mouth, then closed it helplessly, momentarily at a loss for how to respond to this bizarre "invitation".

Just as Li Xiang was caught in a mental struggle and stood frozen in place, another member of the Mobile Division finally recovered from his extreme shock.

His face changed drastically, and he roared in a mixture of shock and anger:

"Feng Mu! What the hell are you doing?! Let Zhao Lu go! Attacking a member of the Mobile Unit is a serious crime! Do you know what you're doing?! Are you crazy?!"

Feng Mu's smiling expression remained unchanged as he calmly turned his head:

"Where is the Mobilization Department? I only saw two audacious imposters posing as high-ranking government officials."

"you!!!"

The personnel in the mobile unit were so angry that they were trembling all over, their hearts pounding so hard they felt like they were going to jump out of their throats.

He forced himself to remain calm, but his face grew increasingly furious, using an even louder roar to mask his fear:
“Feng Mu, if you let go now, I promise I won’t pursue this matter. But if you insist on going your own way, have you thought it through? Our superiors know we’re in the Second Prison.”

Even if you don't cooperate and kill both of us here, it won't help; it will only ruin you completely.

Feng Mu listened attentively and even nodded, as if he were genuinely considering his words.

Then, he raised his head and earnestly asked for advice:

"Hmm, what you said makes a lot of sense. Killing the two of you alone won't solve anything. So, can you tell me, who exactly is your superior?"

Another person from the mobile unit looked shocked. He noticed the seriousness on Feng Mu's face and thought to himself:
"A madman, he's a madman. No wonder the commander told us to trick him into going back. Damn it, it's all Zhao Lu's fault for being unable to hide his malice. He's going to get me killed now."

He glanced at Zhao Lu out of the corner of his eye. Zhao Lu's face had turned from pale to deathly white. His hands, which had been weakly scratching Feng Mu's arm, were now completely limp. Only his toes were twitching slightly. He was clearly about to die.

He was extremely anxious; he had to save Zhao Lu, or he would surely die here too.

He wanted to make a move, but when he met Feng Mu's indifferent eyes, he simply didn't have the courage to do so.

What made him even more desperate was that the office door behind him was pushed open at some point, and several masked prison guards walked in, all pointing their guns at him.

He didn't even dare to take a step, his voice shrill and distorted with extreme fear:
"Feng Mu, stop! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"
"We...we're on the same side, we're all working for Councilor Wang. There's been some misunderstanding. You...you release Zhao Lu first, everything can be discussed, we're all on the same side!"

(End of this chapter)