From Prisoner to Si Chen

The brown-haired young man looked at the carbon fiber spread out in front of him and his pupils shrank.

"Senior Prohibition Agent..."

Balazs suddenly sobered up from drinking, but he did not beg for mercy and give in. Instead, he cocked his neck, blushed, tilted his head and shouted:

"I'm warning you, let me go immediately, otherwise...ah!!"

Before he finished speaking, he screamed like a slaughtered pig.

Ji Lan looked indifferent, held his hair, and knelt down hard.

Soon, the screams became quieter.

Balazs' eyes turned white, his deformed face turned purple, his tongue was sticking out, and he was drooling, looking horrified.

"This... this Mr. Agent, he, he is dying!"

A noble lady said in panic.

Gilan grinned and then slowly raised his knees a little. It was like a charity, giving the young man beneath him a chance to survive.

"Ugh! Cough cough, cough cough!!"

Balazs coughed violently several times, as if his lungs were about to vomit. His whole body was as limp as mud, and even his crotch was soaked and smelly.

Everyone present held their noses and backed away, their eyes frequently looking at the blond young man who committed violence with fear in their eyes.

Gillan took out a pair of metal handcuffs from his waist and tied Balazs' hands together directly. He got these handcuffs at the South Muse Police Station, and he took a lot of them. The little police officer there didn't dare to say anything.

"Watch him, don't let him get away."

Gilan stood up and said calmly to the two hotel security guards.

"This person is suspected of participating in gatherings for drinking and has been included in the arrest list."

"Yes...yes, Mr. Agent."

The two security guards looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

At this time, Miss Didier also got together with the noble ladies. The two sides exchanged a few words in low voices before exchanging information.

Soon, several noble ladies understood the identity of the blond young man. It turned out that he was the mysterious helper invited by Didier!

"Mr. Gillan, let's go upstairs quickly."

Miss Didier led several noble ladies and walked towards Gillan.

"Yeah." Jilan nodded.

He ignored the curious looks cast by several noble ladies and walked ahead on his own. The group of people quickly went up to the second floor and found room "0212".

The room is well soundproofed and no sound can be heard from outside.

An aristocratic lady next to Didier planned to knock on the door, but Gilan raised her hand to signal them to move away.

Immediately, without saying a word, he kicked me.

Bang! !

The thick wooden door burst open.

Inside, three men and one woman all turned their heads and looked shocked.

They were sitting on the floor, drinking and having fun on the carpet. There are all kinds of exquisite wine bottles around, including beer, rum, whiskey, brandy, vodka...

The man at the head was like a fat rubber ball, with his chin folded three times. He had no shirt on, exposing his round belly, and was holding a disheveled girl in his arms, smelling of alcohol.

The other two men even took off their jackets and pants, creating a very indecent image.

Several noble ladies beside Miss Dedel screamed in surprise and quickly turned their heads to cover their eyes.

"Damn it!" the fat young man cursed. "Dedel Taylor! Are you done yet?! I didn't offend you, did I?!"

Miss Didier ignored him at all, but frowned and looked at the unconscious and obsessed brown-haired girl.

"Alluka!" she called.

However, the girl in the obese young man's arms showed no reaction. She even blushed and groped her body with her hands, as if she wanted to take off the clothes that were in the way.

The other two young men picked up the wine bottles on the ground and stood up with unhappy expressions.

Their eyes remained at the door, falling on the only male. This group of aristocratic ladies was nothing to worry about, but the blond young man seemed to be a helper, which was very annoying.

"Miss Aluka is Brady's girlfriend. If we are gathering among friends, what does it have to do with you?"

One of them said coldly.

"Misses, if you want to come and play together, we are more than welcome. But if you make trouble again, don't blame us for being rude."

Ji Lan's expression remained normal as he strode up to the two young men.

His eyes were extremely aggressive and he glanced at the wine bottles in their hands.

"How can you be so polite? Just because of the wine bottle in your hand?"

Jilan smiled fiercely.

The two young men couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by a terrifying beast at this moment.

Uh-huh!

Gillan took out his brown card book and opened it.

"Imperial Prohibition Agent, Guillen Iros."

He said calmly.

"You have all violated the Empire's 'alcohol prohibition' by gathering together to drink high-alcohol spirits. With all the witnesses and material evidence, what else can you say?"

"prohibition?"

The two young men looked at each other and thought it was absurd.

In their perception, this law is of little use to the upper class. Now, a detective came to arrest them with this law.

Both ignorant and ridiculous.

Don't this person know that even if they are taken to the police station, it will not help. With the power behind them, the two of them will not receive any substantial punishment.

On the contrary, this little agent will inevitably suffer retaliation.

Even the noble ladies present thought that the young agent was a bit naive.

They didn't know Gilan's true identity, nor did they know anything about his deeds, so they all turned to look at Dedel, as if asking whether this young man was trustworthy.

Didier smiled gently and gave her a calm look.

The noble ladies looked at each other, pursed their lips, and looked doubtful.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance."

Ji Lan looked at the wine bottles in their hands and smiled.

"Either smash the bottle on my head right now, or I'll arrest all of you."

"who do you think You Are?!"

The sons of the two congressmen were also young and energetic, and they were furious when they heard this.

Woo!

One of them raised a wine bottle and smashed it on Jilan's head, which frightened the ladies present and screamed.

boom! !

There was a loud bang.

Accompanied by a shrill scream.

and the exclamations of the noble ladies.

The young man holding a wine bottle fell to the ground, clutching his calf and crying like a wolf.

"Ah! Ahhhh!! Legs! My legs!!"

Blood flowed from his fingers and soon spread all over the floor.

Gilan's face was indifferent, he stood upright, and smoke was still coming out of the revolver in his hand.

He glanced at the other young man in front of him, who held the bottle high but did not dare to move any further. He kept his face full of shock, anger and disbelief, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"If the prisoner tries to resist with force while the agents are enforcing the law, I have the right to shoot him to death on the spot."

Jilan said calmly.

He pointed the muzzle of the gun at the guy's forehead again, clicked the hammer, and was ready to go.

Clang.

The young man decisively threw away the bottle and raised his hands in the air. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't dare to risk his life.

"Hold your head and squat down."

Jilan said again.

The young man took a deep breath, his lungs were about to explode, but he had no choice but to obey honestly.

Gillan moved the gun away again and pointed it at the fat guy.

"Brady, right? Come here quickly, don't force me to do it!"

The latter was pointed with a gun and his whole body was shaken.