Don't confiscate my citizenship

Meanwhile on the other side.

On the north side of Protus Royal Academy of Magic, in the meeting hall on the third floor of Red Mond Building.

The walls of the meeting room are covered with dark walnut veneer and are inlaid with exquisite wood carvings. Every carving reveals the ingenuity of the craftsmen. In the center of the room is a set of calm and elegant leather sofas. The color of the sofas is The classic dark brown color has simple and smooth lines, which not only shows the beauty of modern design, but also the solemnity of classical furniture.

On the sofa, Ranchi and Warden Backas were having a pleasant chat.

“I am here today, not only as a prison administrator, but also as an advocate committed to creating a more just, efficient and humane prison system. Our prison in Herrom should not be a simple place of detention, but a complex one. The social micro system is related to the safety, rights and future of every Protos person, so I fully agree with your point of view, Mr. Rocky McCarthy. We are simply close friends, and it’s too late to meet each other.”

um, yes.

There are several exquisite small coffee tables placed around the sofa, with deep texture and timeless layering. The porcelain tea sets on the coffee table are picked up and put down from time to time, and the movements of the two reveal a self-evident elegance.

Lanci, with his shoulders slightly sloping, a smile on his face and a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, listened to the words of Warden Backas.

Power and desire are intertwined, and there is a harmonious and subtle atmosphere in the air, as if in this VIP meeting room, the direction of an important decision in the imperial capital of Herrom will be decided smoothly.

Warden Barkas's eyes also showed his expectation for the outcome of the negotiation.

As administrators, we are also committed to ensuring safety and order. We maintain internal stability and external security through advanced monitoring systems, professional security teams, and strict rules and regulations. However, simply maintaining order is not enough. As a modern prison Our goals are bigger - I want prison to be a place of rehabilitation and education, and essentially we both do the same thing...

However, just as Warden Backas was expounding his point of view, Ranchi's eyes suddenly stopped. His eyes were fixed on one point, as if he was deeply involved in some complex thinking.

Warden Barkas noticed this change, his words gradually slowed down, and a trace of confusion began to show on his face, until he stopped, and the entire interview room fell into a brief silence.

The crystal chandelier flashing under the original light and the steaming tea cup on the coffee table have become the only evidence of the flow of time at this moment.

Backus wasn't sure if his words touched on a sensitive topic or made an inappropriate suggestion.

He could only stare at Lan Qi closely, trying to find clues from his expression.

Rocky?

Warden Barkas was both worried and cautious. He quickly replayed the conversation in his mind, looking for possible loopholes.

Just when he was about to ask a probing question, Lan Qi seemed to come back from his deep thoughts.

I'm sorry, Bakas, I've been too busy with work recently, and I often forget some important things.

Lan Qi's eyes became clear and firm again, and he slowly turned to Warden Backas. The expression on his face returned to calmness, even with an imperceptible apologetic smile, and he sighed helplessly.

It was like a question that had to be asked came to mind.

When I heard what you said just now, I suddenly thought of something. Some students reported to me before that the bribery and acceptance situation on the first floor of Helrom Prison is quite serious. For example, a warden named Kolendan even said , even if Rocky McCarthy comes, you have to bring him two cigarettes, I want to ask if this is true?

Lan Qi asked with a worried expression, very concerned about the discipline and atmosphere in the prison.

Is there such a thing?

Bakas raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked in disbelief.

But he immediately understood the reason for the principal's deep thinking.

Such words solved the doubts in Baccas's mind and brought the conversation back on track. Baccas was thankful that it was just an easy problem to solve.

The pleasant words spoken internally may be said secretly, but if they actually reach Rocky McCarthy's ears, their nature will completely change!

Even if he gets rid of that damn piece of trash later, he must not offend Rocky McCarthy and cause their friendship and cooperation to be ruined!

I will start investigating this matter immediately, immediately. Can you please let me borrow the communication terminal device in the interview room?

Although Bakas did not expect this turn of events, he quickly adjusted his expression.

Sincerity is the most important at this time. If it is handled well, it can even further win the favor of Rocky McCarthy, allowing them to more happily chat about today's cooperation plan and various current political intelligence and predictions of the Protos Empire. .

sure.

Lan Qi nodded, stood up, and led Warden Backas to the side of the interview room in a calm yet considerate manner.

There is a unique mechanical device placed there, a terminal that combines Helrom's latest communication magic with traditional craftsmanship.

Warden Barkas stood in front of this device and quickly put the encrypted communication magic card in the inner pocket of his shirt into it. His expression became very serious, his brows were furrowed, and there was a trace of imperceptible sullenness in his eyes.

Soon the communication terminal was successfully connected to the base floor lobby of Helrom Prison.

Help me find the Corondan warden on the first floor.

After the basic layer connected the communication, Bakas said into the microphone.

Ranchi stood aside and stared at Warden Barkas.

His face still maintained a calm expression, but a thoughtful light flashed from time to time in his eyes.

Okay, please wait a moment!

The communication was hurriedly connected to the negative level by the prison guards on the basic floor. After more than ten seconds, the slow and authoritative voice of the Corondan warden came from the microphone:

Who is it?

·it's me.

Warden Barkas's voice sounded very cold and hard in the communication, almost gritting his teeth.

Warden Barkas? Do you have anything to do with me?

With these two simple words, the Corundam Warden on the other end of the communication spoke much faster, and the creaking of the office chair was heard. It seemed that the Corundam Warden had adjusted his position in an instant. After some sitting posture, the whole person began to receive the communication communication from Warden Backas in a sitting posture.

I heard that you said Mr. Rocky McCarthy had to bring you two cigarettes when he came?

Warden Barkas asked with murderous intent in his voice.