When he came out of the hotel, the police handed him a pair of pants. Mo Beiyan had a high-end linen white shirt on his upper body and red sweatpants for less than $5 on his lower body...

The man sat on a chair, holding his forehead with one hand and pursing his thin lips tightly.

Opposite, Luo Xiao lay on the table, so angry that he almost passed away.

Neither of them spoke a word nor looked at each other. They just sat quietly, from recording the confession just now to various examinations, they were so tired that they didn't want to move anymore.

He could hear a needle falling to the ground in the prison room. Luo Xiao closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.

Mo Beiyan raised his eyes lightly, and when he saw that he could still fall asleep, he was even more angry. He raised his leg and kicked his feet under the table, "Hey!"

Luo Xiao suddenly raised his head, "What are you doing?!"

"You still have the heart to sleep?! We're all in the bureau!"

"Blame me?" Luo Xiao pointed at him and pointed at him again, "If it weren't for you, I would be here?"

Damn! Can't bully him and beat him?!

"Will you take off your pants and give them this way?"

"Mo Beiyan, do you have the nerve to say to me?!"

The two of them said one by one, and the smell of gunpowder was about to explode again. At this time, the iron gate was pushed open by a police officer, "Don't quarrel!"

Mo Beiyan snorted coldly and turned his face away.

Luo Xiao continued to lie down again.

"Your attitude is wrong," the police officer sighed and placed Mo Beiyan's mobile phone on the desktop. "It would be better to find your family to protect you, otherwise it would be a verdict."

Mo Beiyan looked at Luo Xiao coldly, "You glared at me again? Are you going to find my brother to save you?"

"Why didn't you look for him at the beginning?!"

Mo Beiyan glared at him fiercely and dialed Mo Nanjue's number.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Mo Nanjue drove by himself, wearing a dark blue sweater, and was so anxious that he didn't even take a coat. The man pursed his thin lips tightly and strode into the detention center.

What exactly are they playing?!

When he entered the reception room, the captain recognized Mo Beiyan and him, and hurriedly walked forward, "Jue Shao."

Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets and glanced at him coldly, "Where is my brother?"

"Closing it inside, with his friends," said the captain with a smile, "Young Master Jue has been very busy recently?"

"Let them go," Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, "I don't want to go around in circles with you. Let them go now. If they are really doing any transactions, they will not choose such a place. I think you know very well."

"This..." the main captain hesitated, "Young Master Jue, that's it. Our superiors have been under great pressure to crack down on pornography recently, so we are under great pressure. It's not that we are unwilling to let go. The evidence is so conclusive that it's hard for brothers to keep their mouths blocked..."

Mo Nanjue's tongue tip gently pressed the corner of his mouth. He had the conditions, which was obvious, "I said it, just say it."

"Our bureau has recently launched an anti-pornographic campaign, but it has always lacked a public service advertising spokesperson for the whole United States. After thinking about it, we can't find a suitable candidate, and many people are unwilling to endorse this..." The main captain looked at Mo Nanjue's face, "Sir Jue, look, how about you endorse this anti-pornographic campaign?"

...

Endorsement of anti-pornography?!

What the hell!

Mo Nanjue looked cold and handsome, "Isn't it more suitable for you to find a star? I can pay the money, and you can find anyone you want."

No one would have wanted to do this.
Chapter completed!