Neon Police Station, Mo Li sat in a chair with a dull face and thought about philosophy.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

'What am I doing?' ”

"That! It's Mo Lijun! Please don't be inhibited and eat first. The middle-aged police officer opposite Mo Li said mildly.

Only then did Mo Li finally turn around and notice the steaming pork chop rice in front of him.

A sound floated by, making people can't help but move their index fingers, and Mo Li's stomach also made a cooing negotiation with Shi Yi.

Seeing this, the middle-aged police officer smiled and said, "Eat it while it's hot!" ”

Mo Li glanced at the other party's police badge, and secretly said that the other party should still be able to believe that the other party is also a police officer anyway, plus he is really hungry, and he can't care so much, so he concentrates on "eliminating" the food in front of him.

The middle-aged police officer looked at Mo Li's gobbling up with a smile in his eyes.

He also has a lovely daughter at home who is about the same age as Mo Li, so he naturally can't help but be a little closer to Mo Li, and this bowl of pork chop rice was also purchased by him out of his own pocket.

The police station will not be treated so well, especially for Mo Li, who may be a "prisoner".

At this time, Mo Li finally wiped out the pork chop in front of him like a whirlwind, and said, "I'm full!" Thank you uncle for your hospitality! “

The middle-aged police officer smiled and said, "You're welcome, Mo Lijun!" “

"I remember you said you were Chinese, right?"

Mo Li looked at the middle-aged police officer in front of him, and suddenly felt a strong sense of intimacy, as if he had been separated from his relatives for many years, and subconsciously wanted to give everything he had.

Fortunately, Mo Li's reason forcibly suppressed this subconscious, and there was also a hint of vigilance in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged policeman at this time.

"Why do I have the idea of wanting to be honest with a stranger, could it be that he has put some magic on the pork chop rice?"

The middle-aged police officer keenly noticed the vigilant look in Mo Li's eyes, and said secretly, "It's a pity"

In fact, although I don't know why, it is said that as long as the police officer gives the prisoner a bowl of pork chop rice in the police station, then the prisoner will have a high chance of telling the story of his crime.

As for the pork chop rice for Mo Li, although it is because Mo Li and his daughter are of the same age, they are not without this thought. ”

However, it is not all without gains, judging from the middle-aged police officer's years of experience in handling cases, the prisoners who can't even solve the problem of pork chop rice either have a strong psychological quality, or they have secrets that can never be spoken, so they subconsciously subconsciously prevent this behavior.

Unfortunately, most of this secrecy in the police department is related to the most serious crimes.

The police officer sighed secretly, although he subconsciously became a little closer to Mo Li, but reason was telling him the cruelty of the truth.

How deep can a teenager be, I'm afraid it's more likely to be the latter, alas......

In fact, Mo Li had already come to this world three days ago, and he soon discovered that this was not the original world, after all, the original world had never heard of anything called TPC's Earth Peace Coalition.

Although I couldn't accept this kind of magical plot at first, but if I think about it carefully, I can become Ultraman and fight monsters, and it doesn't seem so difficult to accept crossing, and then I travel to the world of Ultraman Tiga, wouldn't I be able to see my childhood male god (Dagu crossed out) Tiga.

It seems quite emotional to think about, but although I know what world I am in, it still doesn't help with reality.

If you don't understand the language, you don't know the place well, and you can't even use the money in your pocket.

Mo Li could only barely make a living by working part-time jobs, and then today he was taken to the police station for tea by two amiable police officers.

Come on! Even if people don't have an ID card, it doesn't mean that people can't find out that you are a black household!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and an elderly police officer walked in and whispered a few words into the middle-aged officer's ear.

The middle-aged police officer looked at Mo Li with a shocked expression, there was no longer the closeness and gentleness in his eyes, only vigilance and vigilance and a trace of deeply hidden fear were left in his eyes.

Mo Li felt the change in the attitude of the middle-aged police officer in an instant, but he didn't understand what he had done to make the middle-aged police officer become like this, he only knew that it must be related to the old officer's whispering to him.

Soon he was no longer confused, two men in blue uniforms kicked open the door, looked at Mo Li with a look of vigilance and vigilance, hesitated for a moment and still did not aim the gun at Mo Li.

One of the older men saluted and said, "Mr. Mo Li! After a close investigation by TPC, it has been revealed that traces of your existence began to appear on Neon Street from three days ago to this day, and no traces of your earlier life have been found. Whether it is within TPC or in China, Neon has not found a person in the world's database who exactly matches your blood type and fingerprint.

"It is now suspected that you are related to the cosmic people or other anomalous events, this is a mandatory arrest warrant from the TPC, please take a look!"

Mo Li took the arrest warrant and still buzzed in his mind, how did a small police station have anything to do with TPC, besides, it was just a black household problem, and if it was serious, it would involve some smuggling or even diplomatic issues, was it necessary to do this?

And they seem to have decided that I'm an alien or something special about it, so can't I be a black household in a certain country? Especially in some particularly poor and backward places in the world, they may not all have household registration, right?

In fact, this is Mo Li's preconceived view, looking at the problem from the perspective of the original world.

Although it cannot be said that there is no war in this world, it is generally tending to peace. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as TPC.

Countries around the world also generally believe that the era of exploiting and plundering wealth by relying on war is long gone, and that peace and development are the main theme of this world.

Whether you want it or not, in this environment, the people of all countries in the world and even the world have been closely linked, and this is a community with a shared future for mankind.

This is also the most important reason why TPC can be created, people urgently need a platform to manage this so-called community with a shared future for mankind.

When there was little on the planet to attract the giant's attention, his gaze was naturally on the starry sky.

So alien civilization and alien life into the eyes of human beings, because of the fear of the unknown human beings, so countries around the world began to register blood types and even fingerprints, in order to prevent the existence of aliens in the crowd, even in some extremely backward areas, will be funded by countries around the world to carry out this operation.

Although this level is of little use to those cosmic people who have special strange abilities or have magical alien technology.

But when you think about the six billion people of humanity, the countries of the world have done the best they can, even if the vast majority of those six billion people will never know why they are doing it for the rest of their lives.

Back to the text, poor Mo Li is naturally loaded with a gun, although he is a traverser, he has no special function and no alien technology, let alone a Douzong powerhouse, so what can he still do, he can only follow.

Mo Li wanted to cry without tears and followed the two "fierce" TPC personnel away.