The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

"Seven, that person just now...is your friend?"

Si Xinghe's tone was light, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Zhou Qi picked up the tea that the robot had just delivered, took a sip, and did not look back at Si Xinghe.

"Hmm." He responded.

Si Xinghe turned his head slightly, but his eyes fell on the cup of tea held in Zhou's hand.

Seven looks casual, but in fact is a perfectionist person, especially when it comes to tea, he is extremely picky. Except for Lingyin tea and the tea he grows himself, he won't touch any other tea at all.

Si Xinghe retracted his gaze and took a sip from the teacup in front of him.

Lingyin Tea.

This cup is enough to buy a store.

Even if this restaurant is extravagant and special, it will never serve this kind of tea to the guests before the meal.

Immediately afterwards, the robot waiter came in to serve the food.

The food is good, full of color and aroma, but I don't know how it tastes.

Si Xinghe picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

His brows didn't frown.

No onions, ginger and garlic were added to the dish.

But when they just ordered, none of them made such a request.

Si Xinghe's eyes once again fell on the next cycle.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Fei felt his gaze and looked up, "Is the food unappetizing?"

"Uncle Qi, there are no onions, ginger and garlic in these dishes." Si Niannian also noticed this.

Zhou's hand holding the chopsticks was inexplicably tight.

"Just now I……"

"Go ahead and eat."

Si Xinghe interrupted the cycle.

It is better not to listen to anything than to listen to other people racking their brains to find reasons to prevaricate themselves.

There was something unpleasant in Zhou's heart, sour, and panicked, but he couldn't say anything.

Now is not the time.

The atmosphere in the private room became a little weird, several people didn't speak, only the sounds of picking vegetables and pouring tea could be heard occasionally.

However, Bu Chensu felt that such an atmosphere was nothing, and kept his head down, helping Si Niannian pick fish bones, peel shrimp, etc.

These jobs have always been the focus of Bu Chensui at the dinner table, and every time he can't eat much by himself.

Don't even eat.

"Brother Su."

Si Niannian tugged Bu Chensui's hand under the table, called out in a low voice, and glanced at the opposite side.

The atmosphere was so weird.

Brother Su, quickly find a topic to liven up the atmosphere.

This is the meaning expressed in Si Niannian's eyes.

Bu Chensu fed the freshly peeled shrimp into Si Niannian's mouth, poured another cup of tea for her, then picked up the napkin, wiped his hands, and looked up at the opposite side.

"Few outsiders come to Huaibei Prison. Now that we have appeared here, we have attracted the attention of some people. What should we do next?"

Si Niannian smiled at Bu Chensu.

This topic is good, it will definitely make Uncle San and Uncle Qi temporarily forget what happened just now.

Si Xinghe glanced out the window. The window was facing the street. From this angle, he could just see the people coming and going at the door of the restaurant.

"Huaibei Prison is heavily guarded, and it's not impossible to sneak in, but it will waste a lot of time. We don't know what the current situation is with Muen and the others, and we can't waste a bit of time."

After Si Xinghe finished speaking, he turned to look at the cycle, "Seven, ask your friend if you have seen Muen and the others recently? They always have to eat and stay."

Cycle nodded, wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up and walked out.

Si Xinghe looked at his back, his lips moved slightly, but he hesitated.

Finally, he took his eyes back and looked out of the window again as if in a fit of anger.

"Third uncle, what's wrong with you?" Si Niannian also looked in the direction of the door and asked.

Si Xinghe: "Children don't care about adults' business."

Si Niannian: "..."

She is no longer a child, okay?

"Dad, do you want me to check that person?" Bu Chen was naturally referring to Mu Xian.

Si Xinghe glanced at him, his first reaction was to nod, but after a little thought, he shook his head again.

"No, since I'm Seven's friend, it's not very good to investigate privately. I'll ask Seven myself."

Although Si Xinghe said so, but he was really not sure if he would tell him the truth if he really asked about it.

Over the years, this is the first time that Si Xinghe has been so uncertain about the cycle.

So, I felt a little irritable.

click.

Cycle pushes the door in.

He walked so lightly that he could hear nothing but the sound of opening and closing the door.

Si Xinghe once joked that he was like a kitten.

"Amu said that some people did enter Huaibei Prison a few days ago, saying that there was a case to be investigated, but according to the people in Huaibei Prison, those people left that day."

Cycling returned to his seat and sat down, "But Amu deduced that those people should still be in prison, because he is the closest to Huaibei Prison, and he has never seen anyone leave."

Si Niannian's faces became serious.

"It looks like brother and the others are trapped in Huaibei Prison." Si Niannian said.

Si Xinghe glanced out the window again, and from here he happened to see the main entrance of Huaibei Prison in the distance.

The city wall several meters high and the black iron gate look ordinary, but it has the strongest and most difficult protection system in the world.

"Walk."

Si Xinghe got up directly.

The people sitting downstairs for dinner seem to be the same people just now. When they went downstairs from Si Xinghe, everyone's eyes were always on them.

Mu Xian came out of the back kitchen again.

"Seven."

He walked towards the cycle, not knowing if it was intentional or not, and put his arm directly on the cycle's shoulder.

"Are you going there?"

Mu Xian pointed his finger forward. Their current position was right at the door, and there was only Huaibei Prison in that direction.

Zhou Qi first glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then slanted a glance at Mu Xian, his eyes a little cold.

Mu Xian smiled, "Why? We've been in a relationship for so many years, and it's been a long time since we've seen each other, why are you still separated? You forgot that we had bathed together before..."

A strong and domineering force suddenly attacked, perfectly shaking Mu Xian away from the cycle.

It was followed by an extremely cold voice.

"Keep your mouth shut and go back and cook your dishes."

The expressions of the other diners on the first floor changed slightly. In addition to the gossip, they looked at Si Xinghe with a touch of exploration and alertness.

For so many years, in this area of ​​Huaibei, I have not seen anyone dare to say that to Mu Xian.

Mu Xian was not annoyed, but a fighting intent appeared in his eyes.

He was eager to try, but before he could get to Si Xinghe, he was stopped by the cycle.

"I can accompany you if you want to find someone to fight, but not now."

They are pressed for time.

Seeing the warning in Zhou Xian's eyes, Mu Xian curled his lips and turned back to the kitchen.

Zhou Zhou took Si Xinghe's hand, "Let's go."

The diners were a little disappointed.

I thought it would be fun to watch, but I didn't expect it to be thunder and rain.

Shouldn't this be a coward?

"They seem to be going to prison." Someone curiously took a look outside, and then shouted loudly to the restaurant.

"Oops, shouldn't it be for those few people?"

"Let's go, go back and have a look."

"Are you stupid? We're not on duty today. Even if something happens, it won't stop us, right? You forgot how Hei Si'er died last time?"

When reminded by this person, several people who had already walked to the door retreated.

The strength of the people who came back last time is not bad, even if they were locked in the prison, their fists and kicks were still good, and they had a dispute with the boss. He was killed unexpectedly.

Everyone is just eating, and there is no need to take their lives on the line. They are still looking forward to being transferred out of this hellish place one day and living a normal life.

"Come on, keep drinking."

"Hey? Why is the wine gone? Waiter, serve the wine!"

The intelligent robot immediately brought the wine over.

...

There is a smart video screen on the gate of Huaibei Prison, which can directly communicate with the people inside.

Anyone who comes here must first verify their identity in this way before they can enter.

"Who?" A young prison guard appeared on the screen, reclining on a chair with a look of impatience.

"Si Xinghe."

Si Xinghe's thin lips parted lightly, and he called out his name. His voice was so cold that even across the screen, it still made the prison guard feel inexplicably cold behind him.

"Si Xinghe?"

The young prison guard hurriedly straightened his sitting posture, chewed the name repeatedly, and then his pupils shrank and he stood up abruptly.

"Master Si!"

Although there are many people with the surname Si in the entire Huaguo, there is only one called Si Xinghe.

The third master of Beicheng, the family of the Si family, is the upcoming president of the Cultivation Association.

It is said that he has a close relationship with the emperor of the dynasty, and they have been inseparable for many years.

The young prison guard shuddered and saluted.

"Hello, third master."

While speaking, he pressed the button hidden under the table.

This button goes directly to the warden's office and is used for emergency contact.

Si Xinghe said: "I want to see Liao Jing."

Liao Jing is the warden of Huaibei Prison and has been in office for more than 300 years.

Due to the special nature of Huaibei Prison, it is directly under the jurisdiction of the Alliance and the Cultivation Association, so Liao Jing has been like a local emperor here all these years.

No one can go against his word.

Of course, there is an exception.

That person is Mu Xian.

The young prison guard quickly glanced down at the light next to the button under the table, only to see that the light flashed twice.

"Okay, third master, wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

His speed was very fast, and there was no abnormality in his attitude and tone. He put Si Xinghe and the others in with great respect and enthusiasm, and personally led the way.

"The warden has just finished his meeting and is in the office at the moment. I will take you there." The young prison guard said as he walked.

Si Niannian and Bu Chensui walked behind, taking the opportunity to look around.

The yard is very large and empty, surrounded by high walls, and there is a sign hanging not far away.

Zone E.

Go further and come to the D area again.

Further ahead, is the C area.

Each area is about the same size, but the hardware facilities are completely different.

The further you go, the more luxurious it becomes.

Of course, proportional to the hardware facilities is the security system.

"Brother Su, the formations here are one after another. Even me, it will take some time to crack." Si Niannian whispered.

Bu Chensu also tried to release his mental power, but found that he soon encountered obstacles.

He didn't try to be brave, and directly withdrew his mental power.

"The defense here is really tight."

The defenses in their hearts began to escalate.

In the same way, Si Xinghe observed the surroundings without showing any trace, and at the same time, he was also paying attention to the young prison guard beside him.

"Did anyone come here a few days ago?" Si Xinghe asked suddenly.

The young prison guard smiled and said, "Third Master, our Huaibei Prison only admits repeat offenders. The world is relatively peaceful recently, so no new ones are sent here."

The tone of his answer was very natural, and there was no abnormality at all.

Si Xinghe paused and looked at him, "I'm not talking about prisoners."

"Not a prisoner? What does the third master mean? "

"North City Detective Bureau." Si Xinghe didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, and pointed out directly, "They came on a business trip. You don't want to tell me that you haven't seen them before?"

The young guard was bleeding.

Don't ordinary big people like to talk around the corner, and they are very euphemistic?

Why is the third master so simple and rude?

"Uh... That's right, people from the Beicheng Detective Bureau did come here. They said they were here to investigate a case and collect information, but they had already gone back that day."

"But they didn't go back to Beicheng." Si Niannian said suddenly.

The prison guard glanced at her, and the smile on her face deepened because she was amazed.

"I don't know about that. Maybe they go to other places to collect information. I heard that the cases they are investigating are quite important. Alas, it is hard work to do detective work, and often have to go around. We and They are much happier than they are."

Si Xinghe and Zhou looked at each other, their eyes sank a lot.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at Area A.

Not far away, a group of men in prison uniforms were gathered around, with two people wrestling in the middle.

The scene was very intense. One of them had a lot of color on his face, but the cheers were getting louder and louder, and there were people betting on the gambling table next to him.

When the young prison guard saw Si Xinghe and the others turned their attention, he quickly took them to the next road.

"Third Master, the warden's office is here, please come with me."

He smiled, as if he didn't see the people fighting and betting over there, and he didn't intend to explain anything.

In order to reduce the suicide of prisoners, or unnecessary casualties during fights, the floors of prisons are not too high.

There are only two floors in total.

The second floor is divided into two parts, the west is the rest room of the prison guards, and the east is the warden's site.

dong dong dong.

The young prison guard knocked on the door, "Report! Warden, Third Master Si is visiting."

The door opened, it opened automatically, and no one came out to greet it.

The young prison guard made the action of 'please' and left without following up.

This office is very large and luxurious, and any decoration can be regarded as a peerless treasure.

Even the paintings hanging on the walls are only available at auction.

Behind the large and exaggerated desk, a man in his 40s and 50s sat on a chair with his feet raised and placed on the table with a cigar in his mouth.

"Master Si, I have been looking forward to it for a long time. I don't know what wind brought you to me?"