Nan Xiaonan immediately blinked his eyes and said, "Mr. Luo, are you praising me... Do you think so too?"

"That's right." Boss Luo said casually, "Normally, human beings' definitions of good and ugly are relatively similar, so there won't be much difference."

She knew that enough was enough, so she smiled happily, stretched, and said, "I feel like my luck will get better today!"

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When the door to the room opened, Jiren rushed forward. But in an instant, he was pushed into the room again by a soft force.

Since he was brought to the Security Department, and after an interrogation, he was taken to this room. No one has seen him again. Except for some food being delivered regularly, he has had no contact with the outside world during this period.

Pass.

Ji Lian, who stumbled to the ground, quickly got up and saw Tianren Mu Zheng at the door walking in carrying a small bag.

Jilian said angrily: "Sir, why are you keeping me locked up here all the time... I have said many times that the thing was left by Uncle Zehart, and the mask was also worn by him all the time.

This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Luo, please let him go quickly!"

"Have you eaten anything?" Tianren Mu put a small bag on the table at this time: "The best stall that makes steamed buns on the street outside the headquarters of the Security Department sells ten steamed buns every day. Even if you have money, you can't buy them. Take advantage of this.

Eat it hot."

"You're welcome, I'm not hungry, thank you!"

"This place is of the highest standard within the Security Department." Tianren Mu added at this time: "Generally, only some nobles who have serious suspicions and have to be brought back to the Security Department for interrogation will be arranged to live here...last night

Did you sleep well?"

"You are poor and you are not used to living there?"

Tianren Mu didn't mind either, so he sat down, opened the bag, picked up a bun and started to eat it slowly, "Yesterday's interrogation was a bit incomplete. I'm going to make up some questions. You sit down first."

Jilian turned his eyes, but looked at the door that was not closed.

Tianren Mu said coldly at this time: "If you really don't want your Mr. Luo to suffer, it would be better to cooperate. This is the Security Department, and we have many ways to deal with uncooperative suspects."

Jilian frowned and sat down silently.

Tianren Mu then asked calmly: "How old are you?"

"Seventeen...not even eighteen." Jilian said reluctantly, "I don't know the details."

"Don't you know how old you are?"

"I am an orphan and was adopted by my father. How do I know when I will be born?"

"Have you never met your parents?" Tianren Mu stared at Jilian and asked slowly: "Any relatives?"

"No." Jilian responded impatiently, "Sir, do these questions have anything to do with dad being killed? Do they have anything to do with Uncle Zehart?"

Tianren Mu shook his head at this moment, but suddenly asked: "Do you feel that you are very similar to me?"

Jilian suddenly opened his mouth and said subconsciously: "Sir... you, are you okay with your mind?"

"When you are excited, a blood-red mark will appear on your arm... Do you know that?" Tianren Mu asked again.

"You...how did you know?" Jilian couldn't help but frowned.

"Because, I can do it too." Tianren Mu directly pulled up his sleeves at this time.
Chapter completed!