[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

Mo Yu had been in the detention center with handcuffs on his hands for half an hour. Under the dim light, he curled up into a ball, always feeling drowsy.

But it's clear that he won't be able to sleep tonight.The little policeman on duty is a newcomer, and he always feels that he can't control the situation. He seems to be a little embarrassed after teaching the punks next to him, and he may have to toss again.

Mo Yu glanced at the newly arrived troublemakers, with colorfully dyed hair, nondescript loose trench coats and suits over tights.And the funniest thing was that one of them actually put on a school uniform to go into battle. After careful identification, it was still the school uniform of his alma mater in this world.He couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, after so many years, it was considered fate, but unfortunately he was going to meet another alumnus today, so he had to let this seedling go first.

The little policeman had enough training, so he took out his notebook to register.After a knock on the door, it turned out to be a little policewoman who came to deliver supper.The little policewoman didn't expect there to be so many people in the room, and she was slightly taken aback with the supper in her hand. After all, she came here once just now, and Mo Yu was the only one at that time.But after the initial surprise, he didn't feel any discomfort. He put the supper on the table with a calm expression, said a few gossips in a brisk tone, and left.

Before Mo Yu came here, he had searched all the details here, and he knew in his heart that the two of them were interested in each other, but they didn't talk about it, and they only felt more relaxed when they were alone.Looking at the situation just now, they didn't treat those in handcuffs as human beings!

The upper class is used to it, and now it is a novelty to feel the oppression of the lower class.

But no matter how much he feels, it won't help, after all, he has no interest in a little policeman on night shift.However, he swallowed his saliva at the momentary aroma of food in the air, what is going on with this late-night food torture?

There are indeed many people in this world who like to take photos before eating, but after all, they are separated by a screen, but now I have actually experienced the live version, I can only watch but not eat, but other people can eat, and this person who eats happens to be of opposite class, Do you want to be so miserable?

Mo Yu couldn't help but change his posture, put his hands on his chin and looked at the little policeman, thinking, could this world be a little too down-to-earth?Obviously so many years have passed, let’s not talk about Shang Han, he is already the founder of the city’s criminal network, an expert criminal consultant, but in order to complete the script, he has to destroy his image to come to this kind of place Meet the main character.

Fortunately, relying on his own cultivation these years, all major cases were thrown on Shang Han, and now that kid can be considered to be on the rise.Otherwise... I looked up at the little policeman who was drinking soup. If the boy who was the protagonist did such a thing that is worthwhile to hate, then I don’t care about the script, just close the little black room and wait until later. Take a chance to clear it up.

Although he was thinking happily here, the physical protest was obvious. In the enclosed space, with the strong aroma, Mo Yu could no longer tell whether he was greedy or hungry.

But it was obvious that Mo Yu was not the only one suffering from this torture, there was a rumbling stomach sound in the room, it was because he was hungry.Mo Yu followed the voice and saw that it was the alumnus who caught his eye just now.When I saw their group coming in, I saw that the young man's body was relatively straight and capable. After a little trouble, I admired his calmness and the severity of his shots. It's just that I have seen many of them in recent years, and there is no need to be like him at the beginning of the business. Then seek talents if you are thirsty.But now, there is a friendship of sharing weal and woe.

Mo Yu regained his energy. In this world, his body is too weak, so that he can only stay behind the scenes, but it doesn't mean that he likes it. Although the young man in front of him is in a mess, he is the same protagonist as he was on the rooftop back then. It was very similar to returning to the ground and leaving, resolute, calm, and don't ask about the future.

I couldn't help but take a closer look. She had an unflattering hairstyle, but the lines on her face were rather tough. She should have just been on the road not long ago, but her shots were sharp and her injuries were not serious. It didn't look like she came out of a wild road .Maybe this child was a young master before.

Since he wanted to solicit, Mo Yu didn't hide his eyes. When the boy noticed it, he turned his head and looked at him.Through the fine bangs Moyu saw a pair of extremely sharp eyes, although he was still a teenager, but a thin scar added a hint of ruthlessness abruptly, generally speaking, he had a good temperament.

Mo Yu didn't have any embarrassment of being discovered, and when his eyes met, he smiled generously.

It was still silent.

After finishing the procedures with great difficulty, everyone was called up by the little policeman to go back to the warehouse. Compared with Mo Yu, who was depressed and disheveled, the little policeman cared more about those students who were fighting, after all, he had a lot of color on him.

Mo Yu walked at the back of the line and looked at the boy in school uniform, inexplicably having a feeling of anticipation, but he was a good seed.The so-called script only gives a general direction and setting, so it requires the traveler's careful planning and actions.And in this world, the protagonist is just receiving big cases one after another, and accepting a younger brother who is not in the script is not a violation of the rules.

The boy suddenly turned his head and cast a sharp, warning look. He already felt Mo Yu's explicit observation of him, which was an instinctive defense against emotions that he hadn't figured out yet.Little did he know that such sensitivity made Mo Yu even more happy.Simple, sensitive, not deeply involved in the world, but she has fangs.Wolf cub!Mo Yu curled his lips into a smile.

The sound of footsteps echoing in the corridor merged with the clatter of handcuffs, and there was an untimely sound in the cold and oppressive air.The sound of footsteps from far to near, clean, neat, and hurried.

Mo Yu knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived.

At a T-shaped corner in the corridor, Shang Han, who was wearing a police uniform, collided with a prisoner with a thin body. It was the first time he felt that the uniform he was so proud of would be scorching hot.

Under the dim light in the corridor of the detention center, they reunited.