"Logically speaking, agility may be related to movement speed, reaction speed, etc., but these have not been significantly improved. Looking at this panel, maybe it is because it is potential?

Is it possible that the so-called potential can naturally grow into reality through exercise or even the passage of time?"

While thinking about it, he opened his eyes. The space here is small, but you can still move around by curling up, which is the so-called exercise.

I thought of it and tried it. Although the space was small, I could still squat by curling up my whole body, but I couldn't stand up straight.

Just like this, he squatted on the spot and jumped up slightly, counting silently in his heart: one, two, three...

On the ground, in James' office on the second floor of the police station, James, who was wearing reading glasses, looked at the flat files and frowned.

Lu Daming looked at James, raised his left hand to look at the pointer of the mechanical watch on his wrist, and urged anxiously: "Old James, I can guarantee that this student will not steal anything. There must be a misunderstanding here. Duzhou University will start next week

It's time for the final exam, and if he can't pass it or take the exam, he will probably be asked to quit, and his life will be ruined."

James still looked at the file carefully, pushed up his reading glasses, and said calmly:

"What's the rush? Lao Song won't be able to come back after today's explosion. We have time. There are many doubts about this matter. I can help you with the bail procedures, but if you, a student, can't prove his innocence, sooner or later he will have to be arrested by Duzhou University.

Advise to retreat."

"You can study the files slowly. If Lao Song comes back, this matter won't be done. You should also know that my student has offended someone. Even if he really committed a crime, he has to wait until the evidence is conclusive and goes to court.

Before that, I have to ensure that he is not persuaded to quit, this is my responsibility."

Lu Daming urged anxiously, looking worried and pacing left and right.

James put down his reading glasses, took a sip of tea, stood up and said:

"Bring your documents, I'll go to the police station office to get them stamped.

Even Lao Song could not refuse the red-seal document from Duzhou University, but if he was delayed for a few days in the procedures, it was entirely possible that he would not have time to take the exam.

Once you are persuaded to quit and lose the protection of Duzhou University, this Qi Ping will be the dough in the basin, and others can knead it however they want.

Let's go, responsible Teacher Lu."

Lu Daming quickly took out the document with white paper and black writing and a red seal from the leather briefcase, and the smell of fresh ink was looming.

Deputy Inspector James picked up the document and left. About five or six minutes later, James seemed to be yelling loudly from downstairs. After a while, he went upstairs, grabbed Lu Daming's wrist and said: "Let's go to the underground detention center quickly, these boys

He actually stuffed your student into a standard small cubicle cage!"

Lu Daming stumbled and followed James, bypassing the stairs and entering the somewhat dark entrance of the underground detention center. The door looked very thick and was made of pure alloy.

Lu Daming asked in a low voice: "What is a standard small-compartment integrated cage?"

James' eyebrows and beard were raised. He took out an electronic chip card angrily and swiped it on the access control. The electronic eye on the door emitted a red light and scanned the two people. With a "beep", the alloy door slowly opened.

Lu Daming's eyelids jumped. The door actually had three layers. The total thickness was half a meter, and it was difficult for armor-piercing bullets to explode.

The two of them walked in. The guards at the detention center had already received the notice from the office. A middle-aged prison guard walked up to James, straightened his back and saluted seriously: "His Excellency, Deputy Inspector James Davis, please come with Du Zhou."

This teacher from the university should go to the lounge and wait, and I will arrange for someone to bring Qi Ping out."

In the pigeon cage, Qi Ping still insisted on taking off slightly, "Two hundred and ninety-one, two hundred and ninety-two...three hundred!"

It seemed that he was too tired and couldn't hold on any longer, so he climbed onto the cold steel surface of the pigeon cage. His whole body was covered in sweat, his body, especially his legs, were shaking slightly, and his breathing was rapid.

"Lying down is not an option. I have to sit up and slowly adjust my breathing."

He grabbed the steel bars on both sides of the pigeon cage with both hands and slowly sat up. Only then did he feel that the pressure in his lungs was gone, and his breathing gradually calmed down. Suddenly, a light screen popped up in front of his eyes, and a line of text appeared.

[Difficult jump: According to the system's judgment, you completed a jump that was close to the physical limit in a small space. You noticed the prompt and opened the target. You received a reward of 0.1 physical potential point and 0.1 agility potential point. 】

In the simple panel in front of you, a new column appears above the action bar.

[Goal: 1. Exercise (you should exercise hard for a month if you are full of fat. Note that it is not just about losing weight, but effective exercise.) Reward: It depends on the evaluation of the results of the action. 】

His breathing had become even and steady, and he felt a little happy. He murmured in a low voice: "So that's it, action means that I freely explore the world and trigger various events, and the goal is to take certain targeted actions.

Some kind of mission started. Thanks to the fat left over from my predecessor, hahaha."

Just as he was laughing in a low voice, Mark, the skinny monkey next door, woke up. He seemed to be mixed with fear and anger, huddled in the corner of the pigeon cage, with a ferocious face and muttering something in his mouth.

At this moment, a prison guard climbed up and walked to Mark's pigeon cage. Mark's whole body was shaking involuntarily, his expression was pitiful, and his tears were falling. Qi Ping, who was next to him, felt a little pitiful.

It's also very funny.

The prison guard passed Mark directly and walked to Qi Ping's pigeon cage. Qi Ping couldn't help but be stunned. Did he violate some taboo and be punished? Or is he going to be interrogated?

He breathed slowly and adjusted his mentality. No matter what it was, it was an opportunity to obtain information. On the premise of ensuring the safety of his life, he must try his best to be patient and understand his situation first.

The prison guard wore a black mask and couldn't see his face clearly. He was about 1.7 meters tall and seemed to be holding a document in his hand. He looked at the document and then shined a searchlight on it and looked at it carefully.

Mark, who was in the cage next to him, was overjoyed when he saw this scene. It was finally the fat boy's turn. He beat him severely. No, it was worse than beating him. He sent him to room No. 1 so that the fat boy could also taste the horror.

a feeling of!

Perhaps because he was too surprised, Mark climbed to the edge of the cage and boldly said to the prison guard: "Sir, sir, he has been cursing you just now. I heard it all. He must be punished severely, otherwise he will not recognize himself."

What a heinous crime!"

The prison guard turned his head with a searchlight, and a white light hit Mark's face. He couldn't help but close his eyes. The prison guard looked Mark up and down, then looked down at the documents, and chuckled: "You're like a dog. He's from Duzhou University."
Chapter completed!