At this point, Ji Luo chatted with Qian Duo next door, and did not continue, because at this time...... It's time to eat.

The cart carrying the food and trays drove slowly into the corridor from the outside, and without even words, the smell of meat alone had already lifted everyone's spirits.

I have to say that the realm martial artist is better than ordinary people, and it really involves all aspects-

For example, the 'food' of Ji Luo's prisoners, if this is in the detention center in the police station, it must be steamed rice, pickles and vegetables.

However, in the provisional supervision center of the 11th Bureau, each meal is not only very rich, but also full of portions, and the meat alone includes chicken thighs, braised pork, and beef in sauce.

What a prison sentence is this—it's clearly a vacation and an empty mind!

"Wow~ delicious!

Ji Luo nibbled on the fragrant chicken legs, chewed the fat but not greasy braised pork, and bit a piece of rotten but not firewood sauce beef, and ate it so oily!

Ji Luo finally understands now, why the former 'Ji Luo' desperately wants to be a martial artist, not to mention anything else, just the food in this prison is eight streets away from ordinary families outside!

This dish, this meal, is simply the chef's handiwork, after Ji Luo eats all of them, he can even continue, so Ji Luo didn't say a word, he ate the amount of two people, and after eating, he lay on the bed...... Round belly.

Ji Luo felt like a flipped king, unable to turn into a lying posture, and he didn't want to move at all, so he could only lie lazily and get fat.

"This is the world, it's too cruel~ Source force adaptability, source talent, basically determines a person's life. Unless the family has money, power, or parents or elders are high-level realm martial artists, ......"

Ji Luo had nothing to do when he was full, and began to think about philosophy and social issues, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

What's going on? Why do you suddenly feel ...... This world, and the earth world, is there no difference?

Moreover, it seems that because of the existence of the source power in this world, there is one more way, even if it is an ordinary person, even if he can't fight his father, but as long as he has talent, he can crush those rich second generations.

It doesn't take thirty years to Hedong and thirty years to Hexi, as long as eighteen years is enough, before the age of eighteen awakens the original talent and becomes a realm martial artist, at least you can become a middle level of society!

"It's so real, which world is so real~"

Ji Luo rubbed his stomach, feeling a little thirsty, he slowly got up from the bed, and just walked to the water pipe, about to drink some water, suddenly there was a sound of the door opening outside the cell.

"No. 24 Fang Jiluo, now follow me to the interrogation room!"

"Ah, do you want to interrogate me, I'm afraid of pain, can I not torture me to extract a confession?"

Ji Luo hadn't experienced this, and he felt that he couldn't do it, and his coercive appearance made the young people who opened the door laugh.

"Okay, let's go, we're a bunch of realm martial artists, and we're bullying you as an ordinary student. ”

"Oh~ That's good. ”

Ji Luo also felt that he was fine, although it was a bit shameless to say this, but-Ji Luo believed in Su Qiyan.

The reason why she didn't say anything to him and left in a hurry must have been the person on the other end of the phone who gave her some promises and conditions.

He...... It's just a waste person with no original talent, it doesn't matter what happens, but the Su family's attitude towards their second miss can't be so cold-blooded, and their thoughts must be taken into account......

As the eleventh bureau dedicated to dealing with martial artists, it is completely different from the police station facing ordinary people, the interrogation room that Ji Luo was brought to not only did not have any torture instruments and electric chairs, but the lights were bright, the walls were snow-white, and there was a projector on the side, which had been turned on, and the projected computer desktop had red characters on a white background and eight big characters on it-

Be lenient in confession and strict in resisting.

And at this time, behind the interrogator's long table, a fat-headed and big-eared 'Roshan' was there menacingly, staring at Ji Luo fiercely, looking like a wild boar about to go berserk.

“......”

Under Roshan's sharp gaze, Ji Luo carefully sat on the chair, and then the inspectors who brought him here planned to lock him with the buckle lock on the chair, but this action was stopped by Roshan waving his hand.

"Xu Jian, you go first, I'll interrogate him personally. ”

"Okay, Director Cao. ”

"Hmm. ”

The fat-headed and big-eared Roshan nodded with full authority, and only after the young man named Xu Jian walked out and the door of the interrogation room was closed, he slowly opened his mouth.

"I am the sub-director of the 11th Bureau of Shanhai City: Cao Derong. I hope you can understand what every word you say means, you-"

Cao Derong has obviously been the director of the bureau for too long, and he is not very skilled in the interrogation business, or he has forgotten the specific process, his fingers are constantly dotted, but he can't remember the lines.

"I have the right to remain silent, but every word I say will be evidence in court?"

Ji Luo really couldn't stand this embarrassing scene, he tried to pick up the words, who knew that Cao Derong actually nodded a little, and glanced at Ji Luo appreciatively.

"Well, almost, that's what it means. ”

Cao Derong opened the cap of the pen, and his thick fingers, like needles, held a small fountain pen and filled in the table of the interrogation record.

"Name. ”

"Gilo. ”

"Gender. ”

"Male. ”

"Date of birth. ”

"7 May 3002"

"Oh, I'll turn eighteen in five days. ”

Cao Derong glanced up at Ji Luo and nodded meaningfully.

"Ji Luo, you are basically eighteen years old, and you must be responsible for everything you do!

"I understand!"

Ji Luo was a little puzzled, what did this Cao Derong want to do, and how did he look as An Yujin's top boss...... Not very smart?

Talking and doing things, the dishes are outrageous, and the interrogation is like someone else buying vegetables and going home and asking people about the price of vegetables, it's just a pig's brain, and the food is home!

"Hmm. Do you know what crime you have committed?"

"I ...... I didn't commit a crime!"

"Nonsense!"

Cao Derong seemed to be waiting for this moment, he slapped the table heavily, his eyes widened, and he looked like a wild boar ready to charge.

"Do you know how much the luxury suite of the Shanhai City Hotel you live in for a night!"

"10,000 ......"

"Very good, then let me ask you again, how much do the dishes and drinks you ordered add up, do you know?"

"Probably... Approximately...... 100,000?"

To be honest, Ji Luo didn't know how much it was, anyway, he went directly to the account, and Su Qiyan reimbursed him for how much he spent, so he didn't care too much......