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

“Crunch—”

The door hinges of the interrogation room made a harsh friction sound, interrupting Feng Mu's thoughts.

He decisively rejected the system's proposal, but a trace of regret rose in his heart. Encountering a system bug should have been a godsend, but he failed to profit from it immediately. This feeling was like watching 100 million slip through his fingers.

The system seemed to be afraid that he would change his mind, so it hastily withdrew the option window and popped up a standard prompt box instead:

[Blood and Flesh First Release True Skill Three Releases (74/10000)]

[Remaining general skill proficiency 58730]

[Reason for feedback failure]

[To break through the third level of the Blood and Flesh True Skill, the following prerequisites must be met (choose two from three):

1. Complete the four-level martial arts (not yet achieved)

2. Physical fitness breakthrough 10 points (not achieved)

3. Yi Jin (Not achieved)]

Feng Mu closed the prompt box without even looking at it.

It's not that he is heartless, it's just that when a more attractive choice was presented to him, he made the same mistake that all men in the world would make.

"As long as the jade finger bone is really in this room"

His eyes swept across the gaps between the tiles.

"I'll have a chance to take it sooner or later. Then, I just need to find a way to get rid of its side effects."

In Feng Mu's mind, several plans had already been listed in a flash.

Men are all like this. The more attractive something is, the more they desire it.

As for danger? Just find a way to conquer it.

What's more, even if the jade finger bone is not as magical as he remembered, the fact that it can interfere with the system and trigger bugs is enough for Feng Mu to get it at all costs.

This is not just a matter of a jade finger bone, it is clearly the key to hack into the system backdoor!

Obviously, although the reality is questionable and has not yet been verified, Feng Mu is already inclined to believe in his heart that the jade finger bones must exist.

As for why the jade finger bone could interfere with the "omniscient and omnipotent" system, he temporarily ignored this doubt. He would have time to think about it when he really got the jade finger bone.

Feng Mu exhaled a hundred years of foul air, raised his eyes and looked at the person who entered the room. After seeing the familiar face clearly, a fleeting trance appeared in his eyes.

There was no way. This face had accompanied the lonely him in his memory for too long. He remembered that this face should be hanging there on the ceiling.

Feng Ju walked into the interrogation room and met Feng Mu's gaze. In an instant, he felt something strange and eerie, and goose bumps appeared on the back of his neck.

"This unfilial son, why does he keep looking at my head when he sees me? Is there something dirty on my head?" Feng Ju felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Feng Ju suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, forced a smile, and said in a deep voice:

"Feng Mu, your performance today makes your father very happy. It seems that you have grown a lot in recent days."

Feng Mu slowly lowered his gaze and focused back on Feng Ju's face. In his original memory, he had never seen Feng Ju look so concerned.

He politely replied: "It's all thanks to my father!"

What Feng Mu said was not false. If it were not for Feng Ju, the original body would not have committed suicide in despair. If the original body had not committed suicide, Feng Mu would not have had the opportunity to revive and come to this paradise on earth.

Analyzing from this perspective, Feng Ju really did him a great favor, and he had to repay this favor.

Feng Ju could tell that his son was being sarcastic. He gritted his teeth and forced a smile:

"I placed too much hope on your sister and lacked love for you. It was my fault. I sincerely apologize to you. From now on, our family will..."

Feng Mu was too lazy to watch Feng Ju's performance, and he did not accept Feng Ju's apology.

Because he was not qualified. The person who was qualified to accept Feng Ju's apology had died in that cramped house three years ago.

Feng Mu looked on indifferently, but with a calm smile on his face:

"My dear father, you were watching from next door, right?"

With just one sentence, all the words in Feng Ju's throat were choked back, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Feng Mu's reaction was completely different from Feng Ju's expectations.

Isn't it said on the Internet that there is no overnight hatred between father and son? As long as the parents admit their mistakes, the children will be grateful. How come Feng Mu, this rebellious son, is so hard-hearted? ! !

Feng Ju took a deep breath and did not respond directly to Feng Mu's question. Instead, he tried to impress him with another emotional card:

"You can rest assured. Captain Li has an extraordinary talent for helping people get rid of crimes. With him around, your father can avoid suspicion.

Anyway, you should be able to go out soon. Remember to call your mother back when the time comes. She is always worried about you."

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Ju's noisy face. He still preferred the father who was serious and silently accompanied him in One Hundred Years of Solitude.

Maybe he should really consider the suggestion Wang Cong made last night.

Feng Ju saw Feng Mu remained silent and secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"It seems that this rebellious son is not cruel enough and was finally moved by my words.

Well, since this rebellious son has some abilities now and I can't kill him, I should change my attitude and use family affection to tie him down so that he can continue to shine for the family."

Feng Ju, a thorough utilitarian, had a very active stance and thinking. Everything he did was based on interests, which was his way of survival at one time.

Before Feng Mu could say no, Feng Ju sighed deeply and said in a gentle tone:

"This weekend, I will let Yu Huai go home for dinner. You can come back with us."

Feng Mu looked at Feng Ju deeply, and a trace of unfathomable coldness flashed across his eyes. This time, he did not reject outright as he had done in the past, but gently squeezed out a word from between his teeth:

"good."

In the observation room next door.

Li Shang looked at the scene in front of him coldly, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

"Feng Ju didn't lie to me. Feng Mu is really his son. It's just that there seems to be a rift between the two of them. Feng Ju is trying hard to make up for it, and Feng Mu seems to be shaken." Li Shang speculated secretly in his heart.

Originally, he planned to establish a personal relationship with Feng Mu after helping him escape punishment.

After all, Feng Mu was the person Secretary Hou specifically told him to protect, and Secretary Hou also casually mentioned that the order came directly from Councillor Wang.

What impressed him even more was Secretary Hou’s smile when he was explaining. It was a smile that was full of suggestion and made people think a lot.

But now, those thoughts in Li Shang's mind disappeared in an instant.

"I won't go over there. You can go and release the person later."

Li Shang gave orders to Chang Erbing beside him in a cold and expressionless tone.

Chang Erbing saw that Li Shang had a gloomy face and did not ask any more questions. He just nodded and immediately went to execute the order.

At the same time.

On the road in front of the police station, a row of prison vehicles had been parked neatly, and more than 20 men in black suits stood in front of the vehicles in a straight line like a knife blade...