Chapter 533: Chapter 517: The Legendary Mutual Pursuit?!!

Afterwards, Li Shang, with his usual meticulous attitude, began carefully examining the surveillance footage from before the explosion.

His gaze was fixed on the conversation between the two prison chiefs walking in the corridor.

Since the two were half-turned towards the camera and deliberately lowered their voices, the surveillance footage couldn’t capture their conversation.

But Li Shang demonstrated his astounding professionalism, as he could read lips!

After repeated observations, he successfully deciphered the last four words uttered with gritted teeth by the prison chief on the right side of the video.

Li Shang mimicked the lip movements, reciting: "’May you die horribly’, he’s saying may you die horribly!"

At the exact moment those words "may you die horribly" were uttered in the video, the prison director’s office exploded with a loud bang.

The astonishing timing made everyone watching the video feel a simultaneous jolt in their hearts.

Hou Wendong gasped, even though he didn’t know much about solving cases, he fully understood:

"It was him who detonated it, he timed the detonation perfectly!"

Although the video did not clearly show where the two had hidden the remote control, the outcome was already indisputable.

Li Shang was also a bit dumbfounded, he initially thought this case would be extremely difficult to solve.

Unexpectedly, is that it?!!

This experienced detective rarely lost his composure.

After years in the profession, it was his first encounter with a suspect whose every move matched his deductions perfectly.

Remarkably, this time he didn’t even need any technical operations, relying purely on his genuine skills to solve the case.

I solved the case fair and square, could I actually be a detective?

For some reason, when the screen paused on the man who said "may you die horribly" with gritted teeth, Li Shang felt an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

He subconsciously raised his hand to lightly touch the corner of his eye, where deep tears brimmed.

"Could this be..."

He mused to himself,

"the legendary mutual pursuit between the suspect and the detective in the criminal investigation world?"

Feng Mu’s expression also changed dramatically, activating the maximum chill inside his bones, causing the surrounding air temperature to drop by three degrees.

His heart was similarly unable to remain calm for a long time:

"I’ve clearly prepared numerous scapegoats as a backup plan, thinking it foolproof, yet now they are all of no use, how brilliant those two prison chiefs are, they’ve taken my path and left me with no path to walk!"

Feng Mu was no longer suited to stay in place. As an infamous loyalist to Prison Director Qian, he realized he had to start taking retaliatory action.

Just at this moment, Liu Yi came back running, he reported loudly:

"The two prison chiefs refused to return to the second prison to assist in the investigation, and..."

At this point, he paused appropriately, this pause immediately drew back the attention of Li Shang and Hou Wendong.

He then lowered his voice, speaking with anger:

"They said the Internal Inspection Department habitually uses torture to extract confessions, and the Patrol Office specializes in finding scapegoats, if they came back, they would surely be framed jointly.

Therefore, not only will they not return, but they will seek out the higher-ups in the prison system to thoroughly investigate this case!"

The feelings of warmth that Li Shang had just felt vanished in an instant, he was so angry he laughed, pointing at his own chest questioning:

"I look for scapegoats? Me—?!"

Having painstakingly solved a case upright and honest, how could he tolerate being defamed, even by the criminal himself?

Li Shang was spurred on by determination, swearing by the name of a "detective" to find absolute evidence to convict these two real culprits.

Hou Wendong’s face was equally gloomy and terrifying; though the two prison chiefs didn’t directly insult him, their words indirectly did. What’s the difference?

He coldly snorted and turned around to walk quickly away to call Mr. Wang.

"...Exactly, I was watching from the side the entire time, I can basically confirm that they are the culprits. Uh? Let them seek protection from the higher-ups in the prison?"

Hou Wendong was reporting the situation in detail over the phone.

Mr. Wang’s reaction was slightly unexpected to him, Hou Wendong was first stunned, then his face showed admiration, saying:

"Mr. Wang is indeed brilliant, I know what to do next."

Hou Wendong and Mr. Wang had a mutual understanding, there was no need to say much; one word was enough to convey the meaning.

After hanging up, Hou Wendong already had a comprehensive plan in mind.

When he quickly returned, he ran into Feng Mu leading a few men out with a furious air.

Hou Wendong hurriedly stepped forward to block him: "What are you going to do?"

Feng Mu, suppressing his fury, looked as if he was about to kill someone:

"They are the ones who harmed Prison Director Qian, Director Qian is still lying in his sickbed, who knows when he’ll wake up, and they actually want to seek the shelter of the prison system’s higher-ups, hah—"

While speaking, Feng Mu slightly removed his glasses, in an instant, revealing a chilling fury, with eyes glinting murderously, he said word by word:

"I want them dead!"

Hou Wendong was terrified by Feng Mu’s sudden imposing manner, his heart thumping wildly as he thought:

"When he takes off his glasses, how come his demeanor changes completely, becoming so terrifying?"

After taking off his glasses, Feng Mu quickly put them back on, and the horrifying aura receded significantly.

Hou Wendong was momentarily stunned, pondering to himself:

"With the glasses back on, he seems much more refined, clearly trying hard to suppress his anger."

He took a deep breath, meeting Feng Mu’s gaze through the glasses, the eyes behind them had regained some warmth, but he couldn’t shake off the memory of those cold metallic eyes.

Bracing himself, he said:

"You can’t kill them, at least not now."

Seeing the tendency of Feng Mu to remove his glasses again, he quickly added:

"Mr. Wang needs evidence of their collusion with the prison higher-ups to harm Qian Huan.

I hope you’ll lead people to track them secretly and capture footage of their secret meetings, do you understand what I mean?"

Worried that Feng Mu either wasn’t listening or didn’t comprehend, Hou Wendong tried to be as straightforward as possible.

He was not well-suited for this kind of communication; he preferred to hint at things and let the others figure it out on their own.

Feng Mu furrowed his brow tightly, he seemed to understand, yet appeared somewhat confused.

After a while, he coldly said:

"This explosion, involving the higher-ups of the prison system, was it them aiming to blow up Prison Director Qian?"

Hou Wendong stood quietly by his side, not answering directly, rather glancing at Li Shang.

Li Shang, being more acquainted with Feng Mu, knew that despite being a madman, Feng Mu was an exceedingly intelligent madman.

Secretary Hou’s meaning was clear; Mr. Wang didn’t want to conclude the case with just the two prison chiefs but rather aimed to expand the scope, implicating the higher-ups of the prison too.

He couldn’t fathom why Feng Mu, who couldn’t have missed Secretary Hou’s hint, was pretending to be clueless.

But friends don’t expose friends!

Li Shang sighed helplessly and, on behalf of Hou Wendong, offered a "detective’s" guarantee:

"It can be done!"

Feng Mu’s eyebrows knitted into a tight knot, his gaze behind the lenses dark and unclear.

He opened his mouth slowly, speaking in a low, oppressed tone:

"I understand!"

Hou Wendong watched as Feng Mu led his men away quickly; with his comprehension, he couldn’t decipher what Feng Mu meant by his words.

What do you mean, what do you know, are you going to follow or not?

Damn, can you speak plainly without being ambiguous! Solve your riddles elsewhere....

He turned to look at Li Shang, his eyes filled with questions.

Li Shang: "..."