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Ignoring those voices, Su Qi, who had just finished eating, looked at the police in front of him and listened to what he said, because those people were afraid of him and planned to arrange him in a single room, he couldn't help but became speechless.

"No wonder the guy with the scarred face was so scared before, but now he dares to gloat, that's why."

Su Qi said speechlessly, "Did you think I went to the single room, so I couldn't hurt them?"

"However, this matter is only good for me, and save those people from interfering with my meditation."

Moreover, the collective house smells a bit strange, and the smell of stinky feet is a bit serious.

After thinking about it, looking at the policeman in front of him, he nodded and agreed.

Wang Jisheng, the policeman, led the way, while Su Qi followed him, walking towards the single room.

Faintly, he could still hear taunting behind him.

"So what if you're a top student, you're going to be sentenced to death in the end..."

"Also offended someone, that boy is miserable..."

"That's right, it's a dream to want to go out even after the death penalty is on the verge!"

A sound of teasing came continuously from behind.

Facing their short-sighted words, Su Qi was noncommittal.

Soon, he came to the single room with Wang Jisheng, the policeman.

Su Qi glanced at the room, the room was small, with a bed, and a squatting toilet, not far from the bed, not isolated yet.

As he walked into the room, Wang Jisheng gave a few words of routine warning from the police, then closed the iron door with a bang, and the iron door was locked with a bang.

Seemingly casually glanced at the iron door that needed a key to open, Su Qi lay on his side on the bed, closed his eyes and tried to fall into meditation.

Unknowingly, he successfully entered meditation.

【You are meditating, your spiritual strength is slowly increasing...】

One hour……

two hours...

four hours...

After four hours of meditation,

After the strength of his mental strength increased to two hundred catties, Su Qi stopped, and then slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Time passed, and soon it was eight o'clock in the morning on the third day. The outside sunlight shone into the room, making the room bright.

Su Qi, who was lying on his side on the bed, could not help but feel happy as he felt the achievements of the past three days.

"Compared to the beginning, the current mental strength has increased several times, reaching more than 400 catties!"

On the face illuminated by the sun, the corners of Su Qi's mouth were slightly raised.

In the past three days, as long as he has free time, he usually meditates. If he still needs to sleep, he will sometimes be unable to bear it, and his mental strength may be even higher now.

"With my current mental strength, I should be able to lift a strong man at will and throw him away with ease!"

Up to now, the spiritual power can be regarded as beginning to take shape.

At the same time, during these three days, he was also thinking about how to awaken the talent of black technology genius.

On the way of thinking, while Su Qi thought that it might be related to the manufacture of technological items, he also thought about how to get out of this place.

"It's not very advisable to escape by force. I will definitely face heavy hunting in the future. With my current mental strength, it is impossible to fight against the state machine."

"And if I escape by force, unless I have been hiding in the deep mountains, my current identity will be considered abolished, and I can only hide in XZ, which is not what I want."

"Since you want to go out, you must be aboveboard..."

Thinking of black technology talents, Su Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking of a series of future technology knowledge in his mind.

"Perhaps, I can try to create some irrelevant future technologies, rely on the inventions and create things, and go out from here openly..."

Su Qi was meditating, when suddenly there was a sound of steady footsteps coming from the corridor.

"Um?"

Su frowned, and opened his eyes instantly, looking out of the iron gate.

I saw two men in police uniforms appearing outside the iron gate.

Seeing that Su got up, one of the policemen, who was about thirty years old, with a bronze complexion and a slightly handsome appearance, said, "Fade Chen, we have received an order to take you to court."

With that said, he unlocked the iron door.

Hearing this, Su Qi frowned slightly, secretly surprised, "The speed of this court trial is too fast, it seems that among the five punks, there are relatives who are quite capable, and they can shorten the trial time of several months to this point .”

After thinking about it, he got up directly, followed the two policemen out of the iron gate without any resistance, and headed for the escort vehicle outside the detention center.

The escort vehicle was driving fast on the road.

About half an hour later, the escort vehicle stopped, and it should have arrived at the court hearing.

The car door was opened, and Su Qi was surrounded by the escort car.

As soon as he got out of the car, he was surprised to find that a group of people surrounded the road.

Su Qi was surprised to find that it turned out to be a group of reporters holding cameras, video cameras, and microphones, and a group of strange passers-by watching.

Even though they were blocked, these reporters still did not give up. Their eyes lit up when they saw him coming down, and they all started to ask questions.

"Are you Fade Chen? The murderer who killed five people in a row?"

"For the murder, do you have anything to say, do you want to justify?"

"Have you ever regretted it?"

A series of noisy questions appeared.

Facing their questions, Su Qi remained unmoved, and walked towards his destination on his own.

However, before he could take a few more steps, besides the reporters, some people's voices also sounded.

"My son, you died so badly!"

"It's you, a murderer, who killed my child?!"

"Little bastard, you..."

Su frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look over.

I saw a group of more than a dozen men and women dressed in ordinary or luxurious clothes, staring at him viciously, everyone's eyes were full of hatred, hated him deeply, hated him for killing their relatives.

This scene was also heard clearly by the reporters present and the netizens watching the live broadcast.

Netizens chatted a lot, and one by one comments flew up.

"Those people look so miserable, this high-achieving student is really hateful!"

"It's so pitiful..."

The masses couldn't help scolding Su Qi, and felt pity for those people.

At this time, the reporters also seized the opportunity and immediately started asking questions again.

"As the perpetrator, you have also heard the wailing of the victims' families, how do you feel now?"

"Top students from key universities, may I ask, do you feel remorse and remorse for this matter now?"

Su Qi frowned upon hearing this, and said flatly, "Why should I feel remorse and remorse?"

"People have always sympathized with the weak, and now they are the weak. You who sympathize with the weak never think about it. From the beginning to the end, I am the weak and victimized party."

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