When Wang Luo rushed to the small white building of Qingping Division, the building was still brightly lit, and a group of people in green clothes and white clothes who were temporarily called to work overtime ran in and out along the entrances and exits of the white building, like worker bees who gave up reproduction and were bent on building nests.

In this busy scene, Wang Luo's figure is particularly dazzling.

He carried a cloth bag with the word Lao Hong printed on it - yes, the most reliable night snack on the whole stone street was from Lao Hong's home-cooked food - the bag contained two boxy lunch boxes, and the aroma of cured fried rice in the boxes flowed through the cracks in the lids, making the Tsing Yi people along the way all appetize.

However, no matter how much the index finger trembled, no one dared to come forward to talk.

Wang Luo's prestige has long been known to everyone in the small white building on Stone Street. After all, he dared to lead Qin Yu away in front of the team leader Gu Shishi, and dragged two red-belted Tsing Yi from Shangcheng District like a dead dog...... This kind of deed is almost legendary, even more legendary than the fact that he single-handedly forced Qingping Division to revoke the seizure of Luo Xiao a few days ago!

For such a peerless murderer, if you usually take a picture on the street, you might as well say hello, chat, and ask for a substitute. But on this eventful night, no one wants to touch the mold.

After all, although Wang Luo can be called gentle and friendly, not all the red-clothed adults in the building are as soft as Wen Jie. Whether it is the newly appointed Simulang Zhang Fulan, or the elderly Simu envoy Wei Xiurong who is about to die, the management style can be described as murderous...... And the general Tsing Yi doesn't have the Luming Gold Medal in Han Yu's hand to save his life!

So Wang Luo drove straight in, and in the eyes of everyone, he came to the old acquaintance Li Ge.

"Do you work the night shift, it's hard work."

As he spoke, he placed a box of fried rice on the table.

"There's something I'd like to ask you for."

Li Ge was silent for a long time, raised his head, and showed a helpless expression: "Can't you change someone?!" It wasn't easy for me to get this job! When I am seen talking to you, they may not dare to do anything to you, but they will put little shoes on me! ”

Wang Luo said: "Isn't that just right? Whoever wears small shoes for you will go to be a patient with Wu Fan and Li Dongyang, and from then on, the wind in the small white building will be clean and upright, and you can hold your head high when you go to work. ”

When Li Ge heard this, he couldn't help but be moved, but then he remembered the negative slacking and prevarication he had at work on weekdays, and his heart turned into palpitations.

"Anyway, I'm here to visit the prison, help me handle the formalities, hurry up." After a pause, Wang Luo said, "I'm afraid that if it is done slowly, Zhang Fuhong will be released." ”

Li Ge suddenly said: "You actually came to visit Zhang Fuhong?" He was not imprisoned, but he was only here for investigation, and according to the regulations, he was not allowed to see outsiders casually. ”

"So can you help me find a rule that allows him to meet outsiders?"

Li Ge glanced at the fried rice on the table: "I'm not hungry." ”

Wang Luo didn't say much, he stretched out his hand and opened the lid of the box, and suddenly the full fragrance escaped, making the white clothes on the night shift in half of the hall tremble.

Lao Hong's hand-fried cured fried rice is definitely worthy of the name of the first fried rice on Xiangshan Road.

Li Ge finally couldn't help but say: "Okay, okay, I really can't find out the rules for letting you visit the prison, but if you can let you visit the prison, I will reluctantly help you contact it." ”

A moment later, a middle-aged Tsing Yi with a greasy placket walked to the counter and sighed deeply.

"I'm still thinking about expiration behind closed doors, so you're going to ask me to help you visit the prison in violation of regulations?"

Wang Luo said: "It's not an illegal prison visit, but an investigation that can help you make meritorious contributions." ”

Han Yu sighed again: "You really don't lack reasons to do things, okay, if you want to see Zhang Fuhong, then come with me." ”

After speaking, he generously took Wang Luo all the way to the second basement floor of Xiaobai Building.

A no-go zone that theoretically outsiders shouldn't set foot in.

When you open the wooden door of the stairwell, you will see a strange world, with overwhelming plant roots and vines, decorating this place like an indoor dense forest, and the rustling of insects in the forest is rendered as if it is full of business.

But this is the most lifeless place in the small white building, and every vine in the huge space is used for restraint.

Restrain the prisoners here.

The second basement floor of the small white building is a living prison built with "building wood roots" as the core, and prisoners arrested by the Tsing Yi will be thrown here.

There are hundreds of thousands of people on Shijie, and there will be no shortage of violations of laws and regulations, even if there is a seasoned Tsing Yi like Han Yu, who has made various mitigations according to local conditions, the number of prisoners in the prison under this small white building has always remained at the scale of hundreds of people.

But hundreds of people gathered in one place, but they couldn't make the slightest sound, because all the noise would be absorbed by the roots and eaten by the insects in the roots. The prison does not need extra jailers, and the roots that are directly connected to the building wood will take care of most of the daily work.

Han Yu took the lead, stretched out his hand to remove the rattan hanging in front of him, made a few turns in the passage where the roots were entangled, and walked to a relatively spacious place.

"Well, the person is in front, so I won't accompany you."

Wang Luo nodded: "Thank you, I have written down this favor." ”

"You don't have to remember favors, just remember to help me make meritorious contributions...... I don't want to see this bullshit tonight a second time. ”

After saying goodbye to Han Yu, Wang Luo took a few steps forward, and finally met the target of the trip in a small cell that was entwined with roots.

Due to food safety issues, Zhang Fuhong, the director of the meat factory, was temporarily brought by Qingping Division for investigation.

However, at this time, there was no Tsing Yi in charge of the interrogation and investigation in the cell, only an enticing smell of barbecue permeated.

Zhang Fuhong sat at a small table, his mouth open, ready to welcome a slice of beef belly grilled just right...... Sent into his mouth by a graceful woman.

Seeing the situation in the prison cell, Wang Luo couldn't help but be happy. It seems that the bullshit that Han Yu said does not only refer to Gu Shishi and Si Mu Envoy, but also includes Zhang Fuhong, who was obviously sent for investigation, but was able to prepare two catties of high-grade spiritual meat, a bottle of high-grade immortal brew, eat and drink, and be accompanied by beauties!

"Boss Zhang is really good Yaxing, late-night barbecue, so that the nutrients in the food can stay in the body in the most convenient and firm way, and the original owners of these barbecues will also feel comforted and die well."

Wang Luo said, carrying the boxed lunch in his hand, walked into the cell generously, and sat next to Zhang Fuhong. made Chi Xuewei on the opposite side bounce in panic, like oil beads splashing on the iron burn.

The panic in Zhang Fuhong's heart was several times that of Chi Xuewei, the fat all over his body was like being roasted, trembling and dripping with oil, and after a long time, he asked in a trembling voice: "What are you doing here?" You, are you going to sue?! I...... I forced Xue Wei to accompany me, she was forced! ”

Chi Xuewei's eyes on the side suddenly showed three points of emotion and seven points of shame.

This fat man, with a sincere word, said everything that should be said and what should not be said!

Wang Luo said with a smile: "Don't worry, my favorite thing is the beauty of adults, in my opinion, the two are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven." ”

After a pause, Wang Luo put the cloth bag on the table: "I will take this box of fried rice as a congratulatory gift, and wish the two of you a good result." ”

Zhang Fuhong was confused, and after observing for a long time, he stared at the green eyes and asked, "You really didn't come to trouble me?" ”

Wang Luo said: "How can I find trouble with my friends? ”

"Friends? Me and you? Zhang Fuhong was a little confused.

"Of course, you are a big customer who has helped me solve my urgent needs, so you can naturally be regarded as a friend...... Boss Zhang, Blood Demon Thirteen is still easy to use, right? ”

Boom!

Zhang Fuhong directly fell back in shock and fell to the ground!