I asked you to go to jail, how come you are invincible?

The sky in Binbian District is particularly clear and cloudless today.

From time to time, a plane flies across the sky. I don't know if it is passing by or landing in this place with ordinary people and outstanding people.

It is hard to imagine that after just experiencing the panic incident of a meteorite falling to the ground last night, a commercial airliner could still arrive at the airport in Binbian District. It can be seen that everyone is not surprised by these extraordinary events.

Now that it has been solved, it must not be a problem.

At the airport, passengers got off the plane with their luggage and filed out of the aisle until they reached the airport gate.

Among this group of people, there was a man, wearing a beach-style blue floral shirt for vacation, cropped pants on his legs, flip-flops on his feet, chewing bubble gum, and put the hair on the bridge of his nose. The sunglasses were lifted up.

He blew a pink bubble from his mouth. After blowing it, the man licked the bubble gum back into his mouth with his tongue. Looking at the endless sea not far away and the smiling faces of the people in Binbian District, he couldn't help but smile. gave a smile.

"It's such a good place. The scenery is great. The residents live and work in peace and contentment. It's a prosperous scene."

He took off his sunglasses, folded them, stuffed them into his chest pocket, and stretched out.

"If this place were in ruins, it would probably... look better."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. At this moment, in the man's field of vision, it seemed that the prosperous scene of Binbian District was no longer there, but a ruin in the true sense.

"It's boring to kill people and silence them. It would be more fun if you destroyed the whole city."

——

In the interrogation room, Jiang He listened to what Liu Qing said and then nodded his head.

"so what?"

These three words of rhetorical question were like a self-inflicted shield, blocking out all Liu Qing's provocative words.

Even Liu Qing himself was stunned for a second and said subconsciously: "No, that's not why."

"Then are you done?"

"Forget it, guess it."

Upon hearing this, Jiang He stood up and prepared to leave the interrogation room.

Seeing this, Liu Qing was shocked, "Hey, why are you leaving?"

Looking back, Jiang He looked at Liu Qing with the eyes of a fool, "Now that you've finished talking, why should I stay here?"

"Didn't you hear what I said? Once I tell you the information I know about black humor, this group of people will come to kill people and silence them, and it will probably spread to the entire Hamabe District!

"This is different from my previous natural disaster plan. The meteorites I projected before would destroy at most half of Hamabe District, but if it were the black humor group, then the entire Hamabe District would be destroyed!"

After listening to Liu Qing's warning words, Jiang He nodded and asked another question.

"so what?"

so?

What's so good about this?

Did I not speak clearly enough?

Jiang He replied calmly, "If the person you mentioned wants to come, then come, I won't stop him.

"But if that person wants to do what you did, then your fate now will be the fate of this group of people in the future."

This sentence came out of Jiang He's mouth very lightly, without any sense of strength, and he didn't even emphasize his tone on some words to show his attitude.

But it was this kind of light words that sent a chill down Liu Qing's spine, and a strange feeling of fear arose in his heart.

Seeing Jiang He leave the interrogation room and close the door, Duan Zhucai signaled the police officer to turn on the recording and continue the interrogation.

"Did you see that?" Before that, Duan Zhu smiled at Liu Qing and pointed in the direction where Jiang He left.

"That's called professionalism."

——

When he returned to his luxurious cell, Jiang He noticed that all the prisoners' eyes were focused on the same place.

Jiang He moved his eyes and looked at Lu Rong, who was making his bed in the cell next to his.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Rong spread his own quilt on the wire bed without raising his head, "Make the bed, what's wrong?"

"The detention center is so big, you have to live next to me, right?"

At this time, Lu Rong had also made his bed, got up, walked to the door of the detention room, and said to Jiang He, "Can you do something you have done before?"

Upon hearing this, the prisoners around him took a deep breath, almost sucking the cold air out of the detention room.

Realizing that there was something wrong with his words, Lu Rong corrected his wording again, "That is, you have exerted pressure on me before. Can you try it on me again?"

"Aren't you a masochist?" Jiang He raised his eyebrows and controlled his biological force field to press towards her.

As a result, this time Lu Rong didn't have the horror and fear he felt after being oppressed before, but instead felt a sense of relief.

She let out a long breath, her face turned a bit rosy, and the muscles all over her body seemed to relax a lot.

Jiang He suddenly felt the eyes of everyone behind him, and quickly turned around and explained: "Hey, don't look at me like this, I didn't do anything, she made the noise on her own, and I didn't even touch her!"

It was better not to turn around and explain. As soon as they turned around, everyone saw the redness on Lu Rong's face, and their hearts changed even more.

"I didn't expect that Brother Jiang has this ability to make others feel something without touching them. It's really amazing. As expected of Brother Jiang."

"That's right, he is indeed Brother Jiang!"

Jiang He pressed his forehead, feeling that the world was probably hopeless.

He returned to his luxurious single room and took back his biological force field.

Lu Rong, who had just enjoyed less than three minutes of tranquility, suddenly lost his expression. He approached the door of the detention room and said to Jiang He, "Young Master Jiang, can we discuss something?"

"Just tell me what you want, and I'll think about it after I hear it."

"How about you use this ability to suppress me for an hour every day? I can promise you anything."

Jiang He looked back at her, then turned back without interest, "I'm not interested in steel plates."

"It doesn't matter if it's not about this. As long as you ask, I will never refuse."

Jiang He was speechless, "Shut up and serve your sentence honestly. If you keep talking nonsense, you can consider finding a place online to bury yourself."

To be honest, Jiang He was also quite interested in Lu Rong's ability. This passive ability to eavesdrop on other people's voices could obviously play a good role if used properly.

But it was limited to this person's ability. Jiang He had no interest in Lu Rong.

Like Duan Zhu, he only cares about Lu Rong's ability.

As for her?

No different from other prisoners.

The prisoners saw that the detention room became quiet, and they didn't know what to say.