Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 274 - 258: Medicine Man?

Qian Huan rubbed his slightly sore eyes, letting his gaze gradually shift downward to focus on the annotation.

Cross-referencing Wang Cong’s report, he could roughly comprehend the meaning of "Life Origin Overflowing" from the report.

He was just a bit confused about what "Medicine Man Inventory" meant.

Shi Wuming originally didn’t want to answer, but after thinking it through, considering the considerable profit he made from Qian Huan today, he decided to offer a tactful explanation.

After all, only with good after-sales service will employers continue to place orders.

There are more than a dozen prison guards here. If he could persuade Qian Huan to have them all tested, the profit from this bodyguard job would be huge.

Shi Wuming had mastered the bodyguard job well.

He answered with a question: "Prison Director Qian, what do you think is the best tonic in the world?"

Qian Huan looked at Shi Wuming’s half-smiling expression and seemed to have an epiphany.

Shi Wuming lowered his voice and said, "That’s right, human talent is the most precious tonic."

Qian Huan swallowed hard.

Shi Wuming remained expressionless, smiling as he said:

"Therefore, if you want to save costs, you actually don’t need to purchase Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills or Chongying Pills. All you need to do is feed Feng Mu to Wang Cong."

Qian Huan gasped, then waved his hand, deciding not to continue this unsettling topic.

He feared he might be tempted!!!

The office fell into a brief silence. Moments later, Qian Huan spoke again:

"Then, who do you think among these prison guards could bypass all surveillance and secretly murder Tian Tao in the duty room?"

Shi Wuming knew Qian Huan wasn’t asking about Li Bashan. He called up Li Bashan’s testing report, glanced at the various martial arts tables calculated beside it, and after a moment’s thought, gave an answer:

"Li Bashan’s martial arts are focused on brute force, following the path of breaking technique with strength. If I weren’t here, he could single-handedly slaughter the entire Second Prison, but it would definitely be a live broadcast. He can’t bypass the omnipresent surveillance in the corridors."

Qian Huan furrowed his brows, deep in thought: "So it’s not Li Bashan, which means someone else in the Second Prison is killing for Feng Mu. Who could it be?"

Qian Huan wasn’t necessarily trying to catch this person; he just wanted to help Feng Mu carry the blame more clearly.

Simply put, it was Qian Huan’s need for control that was at play. He disliked having people under him capable of things beyond his understanding; it made him feel uneasy.

Unfortunately, Feng Mu wasn’t being honest with him, and Qian Huan couldn’t really force Feng Mu. It would undermine the trust he just established with the knife.

My knife has a knife, and I don’t even know it. Can I tolerate that?

Qian Huan had no choice but to investigate the matter himself to unriddle it.

In short, Qian Huan was the type who would secretly install a tracker on his wife.

Qian Huan slightly wrinkled his brows, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt, and once again looked at Shi Wuming, with a tone of uncertainty:

"The [Bone Detection Eye] testing report, it really can’t be wrong?"

This question was something Shi Wuming didn’t fully understand either.

After all, he was just responsible for selling the product, needing only to know the advantages of the product. As for potential defects, was he obligated to know them?

So, he answered firmly: "Unless they are not in the secondary database and belong to a higher life level, the [Bone] report will not be wrong."

To enhance his persuasiveness and to make Qian Huan more willing to spend money, Shi Wuming added emphatically:

"Facial expressions can deceive, features can deceive, muscles can deceive, but bones will never deceive. No one can manipulate bones, unless you’re part of the Calamity Corpses."

"But, the Calamity Corpses don’t need the [Bone Detection Eye] to detect; they can identify with the naked eye."

Qian Huan nodded slightly, his gaze refocusing on the computer screen.

Skillfully, he pulled up the files of all 414 prison guards from the Second Prison, but this time his attention wasn’t limited to the Light Supervision Area; rather, he broadened his vision across all the supervision areas of the entire prison.

The reasoning was simple: If this person could bypass all the surveillance and discreetly commit murder, then the passage gates of various supervision areas likely wouldn’t stop them either.

Qian Huan’s gaze wandered among the files, each face appearing unfamiliar and vague. No one seemed like the hidden murderer, yet anyone could be.

"Is the killer hidden among these 414 prison guards?" he murmured to himself, "Or, hidden in..."

Qian Huan’s fingers lightly double-clicked the mouse, opening another folder. His eyes quickly scanned the number in the upper right corner—12117.

"Or, hidden among these 12117 prisoners who are still alive?"

Qian Huan closed the latter folder, thinking to himself: "They shouldn’t be among the prisoners; their meals are re-processed daily. They don’t possess the capability."

Qian Huan was impressed by his own meticulous deductive reasoning. He felt his wallet breathe a sigh of relief.

Testing all 414, though also a considerable expense, was just a fraction compared to 12117.

"Let’s test all the remaining prison guards."

When Qian Huan transferred the funds, watching his bank balance vanish like water, he surprisingly didn’t feel a pinch, but rather an odd sense of saving money and gaining a bargain.

Standing aside, Shi Wuming’s eyes widened, ears seemingly hearing the crisp sound of coins flowing.

He had protected many big figures in the past; Qian Huan, in comparison with those influential figures, seemed insignificant, but was definitely among the most generous when it came to paying.

"Alright!" Shi Wuming licked his moist lips, skillfully packaging data to upload to the server, secretly resolving to himself.

"During my time at the Second Prison, I will absolutely use my life to ensure Prison Director Qian suffers no harm."

Shi Wuming’s gaze towards Qian Huan became much friendlier. Instead of seeing him as a protected employer, he seemed to view him more like a money box continually spewing out gold coins.

Moreover, it seemed like the money in that box was all being saved for him.

...

Zhou Hu in the monitoring room, focused intently on watching the surveillance video frame by frame repeatedly.

Just as the duty prison guard described, Tian Tao indeed returned to the duty room on his own, and after him, the surveillance footage showed no sign of anyone else entering.

The surveillance clearly showed that the duty room door was slightly ajar, with a faint light leaking through the gap.

Surveillance showed that on several occasions during the night when duty prison guards passed by patrolling, they neither noticed nor heard anything unusual inside, just casually passing by the door.

No one thought to push the door open and check inside. According to them, none wanted to disturb Captain Tian Tao’s rest; in fact, every time they passed the duty room, they made sure to lighten their steps and deliberately lowered their voices.

Damn, you all are really considerate and polite colleagues. Tian Tao should have knelt down to thank you all before he died.