In the Neon Police Station, Mo Li sat on a chair with a dull expression and thought about philosophy.
"who I am?"
"where am I?"
'What am I doing? "
"That! It's Mr. Mo Li! Please don't be restrained and eat first." The middle-aged police officer opposite Mo Li said with a gentle expression.
Only then did Mo Li finally turn around and notice the steaming pork chop rice placed in front of him.
There was a sound that made people move their index fingers, and Mo Li's stomach also grumbled with Shi Yi.
When the middle-aged police officer saw this, he smiled and said, "Eat it while it's hot!"
Mo Li glanced at the other party's police badge and secretly thought that no matter what the other party was, he was a police officer and could still be trusted. Besides, he was really hungry and couldn't care about that much, so he concentrated on "eliminating" the food in front of him.
The middle-aged police officer looked at Mo Li devouring the food with a smile in his eyes.
He also has a lovely daughter at home who is about the same age as Mo Li, so he can't help but feel a little closer to Mo Li. He also bought this bowl of pork chop rice with his own money.
The police station would not provide such good treatment, especially for Mo Li who might be a "prisoner".
At this time, Mo Li finally wiped out the pork chop rice in front of him like a whirlwind and said, "I'm full! Thank you uncle for your hospitality!"
The middle-aged police officer smiled and said, "You're welcome, Mr. Mo Li!"
"I remember you said you were Chinese, right?"
Mo Li looked at the middle-aged police officer in front of him, and suddenly felt a strong sense of intimacy, like a relative who had been away for many years, and subconsciously wanted to tell everything about him.
Fortunately, Mo Li's reason forced him to suppress this subconsciousness, and he looked at the middle-aged policeman with a hint of vigilance.
"Why would I want to be honest with a stranger? Could it be that he put some magic in the pork chop rice?"
The middle-aged police officer keenly noticed the wary look in Mo Li's eyes and secretly said, "It's a pity."
In fact, although I don’t know why, it is said that as long as the police officer feeds the prisoner a bowl of pork chop rice in the police station, the prisoner will most likely tell the truth about his crime.
As for the pork chop rice for Mo Li, although Mo Li was similar in age to his daughter, it was not without this thought. "
However, it is not all without gain. Judging from the years of experience of middle-aged police officers in handling cases, generally prisoners who cannot even solve the problem of pork chop rice either have extremely strong psychological qualities, or they have secrets that must never be revealed, so they subconsciously to prevent this behavior.
Unfortunately, most of these secrets in the police department are related to extremely serious and serious crimes.
The police officer sighed secretly. Although he subconsciously felt a little closer to Mo Li, his reason was telling him the cruelty of the truth.
How scheming can a young man be? I’m afraid the latter is more likely, alas...
In fact, Mo Li came to this world three days ago, and he soon discovered that this was not the original world. After all, the original world had never heard of something called the TPC Earth Peace United Organization.
Although I couldn't accept this magical plot at first, but if I think about it carefully, I can become Ultraman and fight monsters. Time travel doesn't seem to be so difficult to accept. Besides, wouldn't it be possible to travel to the world of Ultraman Tiga? It’s time to meet my childhood male god (Dagu crossed it out) Tiga.
It seems quite interesting when I think about it, but even though I know what world I am in, it still doesn't help in reality.
Those who don’t understand the language or the place they live in can’t even use the money in their pockets.
Mo Li could only make ends meet by working part-time jobs, and today he was taken to the police station for tea by two amiable police officers.
Please! Even if someone doesn't have an ID card, it doesn't mean they can't find out that you are a gangster, right?
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and an old police officer walked in and whispered a few words into the middle-aged police officer's ear.
The middle-aged police officer looked at Mo Li with a horrified look on his face. His eyes no longer had the familiarity and gentleness before. There was only vigilance, vigilance and a hint of deeply hidden fear in his eyes.
Mo Li felt the change in the middle-aged police officer's attitude in an instant, but he didn't understand what he had done to make the middle-aged police officer become like this. He only knew that it must be related to the old police officer's whisper to him. .
Soon he no longer had any doubts. Two men in blue uniforms kicked open the door and looked at Mo Li warily. After some hesitation, they did not point their guns at Mo Li.
One of the older men saluted and said, "Mr. Mo Li! After careful investigation by TPC, it was found that traces of your presence began to appear on Neon Street three days ago until today. You were not found earlier." Traces of your life. No matter whether it is within TPC or in China, Neon has not found anyone who exactly matches your blood type and fingerprints in the databases around the world.
"It is now suspected that you are related to cosmic beings or other unusual events. This is a compulsory arrest warrant from TPC. Please take a look at it!"
Mo Li's mind was still buzzing after receiving the arrest warrant. How could a small police station be related to the TPC? Besides, it was just a gangster issue. If it was more serious, it would involve smuggling or even diplomatic issues. It was necessary to do this. Is this the case?
And they seem to have determined that I am an alien or related to some special event. Can't I be a gangster in a certain country? Especially in some particularly poor and backward places around the world, not all of them have household registration, right?
In fact, this is Mo Li's preconception, looking at the problem from the perspective of the original world.
Although the world cannot be said to be free of wars, it has generally tended to be peaceful. Otherwise, there would be no organization like TPC.
Countries around the world also generally believe that the era of exploiting and plundering wealth through war is gone, and peace and development are the main themes of the world.
Whether you like it or not, in this environment, all countries and even people around the world are closely connected. This is a community with a shared future for mankind.
This is also the most important reason why TPC can be created. People urgently need a platform to manage this so-called community of shared future for mankind.
When there was almost nothing on the planet that could attract the giant's attention, his eyes naturally focused on the starry sky.
As a result, extraterrestrial civilizations and extraterrestrial life have entered the human eye. Due to human beings' fear of the unknown, countries around the world have begun to register blood types and even fingerprints in order to prevent the presence of aliens from being mixed into the crowd. , even in some extremely backward areas, countries around the world will fund this operation.
Although this degree is of little use to those cosmic beings with special strange abilities or magical alien technology.
But considering the 6 billion human population, it is already the greatest effort of all countries in the world to do this, even if the vast majority of those 6 billion people will never know why they do this in their lifetime.
Back to the main text, poor Mo Li is naturally loaded with guns. Although he is a time traveler, he has no special functions and no alien technology, and he is not a strong man in the Douzong. So what can he do, he can only start from .
Mo Li was on the verge of tears but followed the two "vicious" TPC personnel away.
