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

Time: April 1, 233 of the New Era, 16:44.

Location: Chengxi Incineration Plant, District 9.

The charred corpse was splattered with grease in the incinerator. Feng Mu took a shovel and turned the corpse back and forth like a stir-fry, so that the meat and bones could be heated more evenly and burned more fully.

"Feng Mu, look over there!"

Wang Jian pointed with his finger to the square "black pillar" falling from the sky in the distance.

Then he read out the notification text message on his mobile phone and said with emotion: "The extremely evil organization sounds really scary. Fortunately, the Survey Corps and the patrol room have blocked them. Otherwise, I can't imagine how much damage they will cause in the city." ”

"By the way, Feng Mu, your father is not in there, isn't it? Wouldn't it be very dangerous?" Wang Jianxin was still feeling good, and he became worried for Feng Mu.

Feng Mu's face was solemn. He was indeed worried about the situation in the "Black Pillar".

It doesn't matter if the courier and the goods are lost, but be sure not to be captured alive and betray the recipient's information.

Feng Mu still believes that he is the contact person of this group of "evil couriers", and the probability of this is increasing with time.

Today, this probability has risen to 50%.

Because all the information he had was in almost perfect agreement with his guess, it was hard for him not to feel guilty.

[Danger, risk of exposure↑↑↑]

If the system can give prompts, then the above prompt box should pop up like crazy.

Even though Feng Mu had already made some mental preparations, when that day came, he still felt a thick layer of gloom in his heart.

"I'm going to take a day off this afternoon." Feng Mu put down his shovel and said to Wang Jian.

Wang Jian hesitated and advised: "Don't do anything stupid. The text message said it may be dangerous to get close to that place."

Feng Mu took a deep breath. For the first time in his life, he thanked Feng Ju from the bottom of his heart, and weaved a perfect excuse for him: "My father is inside, I must go there."

Wang Jian couldn't help but said, "Okay, be careful. Oh, and by the way, if everything is safe, remember to come to this place for dinner tonight. Luo Ji said he wanted to celebrate his first escape from the Hidden Sect."

Feng Mu nodded, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "I probably won't be able to eat this meal. I'll have to run away, and I'm afraid Luo Ji won't be able to come either."

After leaving the incineration plant, the lingering sense of voyeurism returned.

"You have to deal with the tail behind you before you run away."

Feng Mu frowned, turned his head and glanced at the "Black Pillar", turned the bike's head, and drove in the opposite direction, heading home at high speed.

In the darkness, the dark-faced No. 2 stared at Feng Mu's back, and also looked back at the "Black Pillar". His emotionless eyes showed a rare hesitation.

"The black core always comes first." He murmured in a low voice and continued to follow Feng Mu secretly.

The target missed work early today and his behavior was very suspicious. Could it be that he was going to make a deal with the cripple?

40 minutes later.

When Feng Mu returned home by bicycle, Wang Xiuli was not at home. He guessed that the latter really went out to the vicinity of the "Black Pillar" as soon as he received the text message notification.

Feng Mu walked into the bedroom and took out all the black cores in the drawer.

Then, he took a tube of blood with a syringe and injected his own blood into the cracks of each black core one by one.

Most of the blood was flowing on the surface. Feng Mu wiped it off with paper, but some blood beads remained hanging on the inner wall of the gap.

"Sure enough, the black core can also be used as a container to hold blood. Except that the capacity is a little lower, there is nothing wrong with it."

Feng Mu carefully wiped the surface again, then put it all into a handbag, put on his shoulder bag, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ma Bin.

The content of the message was just one, urging Ma Bin to deliver what he wanted to a certain place immediately. If it was not late, the agreement would be invalid, and he would inform Boss Zheng.

And Ma Wei was specially appointed to deliver the things alone.

Ma Bin's side was at the most critical time for "committing rebellion" and could not tolerate the slightest change.

When Ma Bin received the text message, he was in the underground garage of an abandoned unfinished building. Ma Wei stood with him, in front of 49 kidnapped people or corpses.

The corpses were piled up in one place, very quiet.

The living people were all gagged, their hands and feet were bound, and they huddled against the wall, trembling and waiting for their unknown fate.

Luo Ji was among them. His forehead and corners of his mouth were swollen. He was one of the few people in the group who was kidnapped and was captured without restraint. Therefore, he was inevitably beaten and looked particularly miserable.

Ma Bin showed the contents of his cell phone to Ma Wei and said with no hint of anger or anger: "It seems that this cripple still doesn't fully trust me. He insists on collecting payment before doing work to prevent me from defaulting on the debt."

Ma Wei remained silent. One was his exposed boss, and the other was the new boss who was about to take over. With his emotional intelligence, he didn't know how to answer the question.

Fortunately, Ma Bin didn't embarrass him, or the timing of this text message made him lose his temper.

He took out the car keys from his pocket, threw them to Ma Wei and said, "Since he designated you to go alone, then please make another trip. The things are in the trunk."

Obviously, Ma Bin also anticipated this scene in advance and was prepared for it.

Ma Wei took the car keys and drove away. After driving a short distance away from the unfinished building, he parked the car, opened the trunk, and carefully checked the contents of the two suitcases again.

After confirming that the suitcase was not empty and the contents inside were not fake, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in the car.

"The unfinished building chosen by Brother Bin is so remote. I just had no signal on my phone in the underground garage."

Ma Wei rolled down the window and dialed the boss's mobile number.

Recently, he has only been texting with the boss. It has been a long time since he talked to him. Ma Wei was unusually excited. He had too many things to say.

Half a minute later.

The short call was hung up.

Ma Wei was slightly depressed. The boss had no time to talk to him and only told him two things.

One was to deliver the things to the location and hide them; the other was to send a message to his mobile phone in 1 hour.

Ma Wei couldn't guess what the boss was planning, but he would do it obediently and execute it meticulously.

…….

Feng Mu hung up the phone, thought about it, and changed the note of Ma Wei's number to [crippled weirdo].

Go out and go downstairs.

Feng Mu did not ride a bicycle, but walked a long distance and turned into a remote dead end.

This alley is very remote, and few people usually come here, but he is familiar with it because he buried Zheng Hang's relics and shoes under the wall.

Dark No. 2, hiding in a corner outside the dead end, almost blends into the shadow in the corner.

The value of the detector in his pocket exceeded 1,000, indicating that the target is carrying a large number of black cores at this moment. It is not difficult to infer that the target should come here to trade black cores according to the instructions of [Cripple Weird Man].

The real target is about to show up? !

Dark No. 2 put one hand into his trouser pocket, pinched a wooden stick covered with ant corpses, and a hint of excitement appeared on his dull expression...