Chapter 397 Lanqi's Two-Line Operation

Meanwhile on the other side.

On the north side of the Protoss Royal School of Magic, in the meeting room on the third floor of the Redmond Building.

The walls of the meeting room are covered with dark walnut veneer and inlaid with exquisite wood carvings. Every carving reveals the ingenuity of the craftsman. In the center of the room is a group of calm and atmospheric leather sofas. The color of the sofa is classic dark brown, and the lines are simple and smooth, which not only shows the beauty of modern design, but also retains the solemnity of classical furniture.

On the sofa, Lanci was having a pleasant chat with Warden Bakas.

"I am here today not only as a prison manager, but also as an advocate for creating a more just, efficient and humane prison system. Our Helrom Prison should not be a simple place of detention, but a complex social microsystem. It is related to the safety, rights and future of every Protoss. So I fully agree with your point of view, Mr. Rocky McCarthy. We are simply bosom friends and it is a pity that we met too late."

"Yes, I do."

There are several exquisite small coffee tables around the sofa, with deep textures and a timeless sense of layering. The porcelain tea sets on the coffee tables are picked up and put down from time to time, and the movements of the two people reveal an unspoken elegance.

Lanci listened to the words of Warden Bakas with his shoulders slightly tilted, a smile on his face and a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

Power and desire are intertwined, and a harmonious and subtle atmosphere permeates the air, as if in this VIP meeting room, the direction of an important decision for the imperial capital of Helrom is about to be smoothly determined.

Warden Bakas also showed his anticipation for the outcome of the negotiations.

"As managers, we are also committed to ensuring safety and order. We maintain internal stability and external security through advanced monitoring systems, professional guard teams, and strict rules and regulations. However, maintaining order alone is far from enough. As a modern prison, our goal is even greater - I want the prison to become a place of reform and education. In essence, we both do the same thing..."

However, just as Warden Bacchus was expounding his views incessantly, Lanqi's eyes suddenly stopped, and his gaze was fixed on one point, as if he was deeply immersed in some complex thinking.

Warden Bacchus noticed this change, his speech gradually slowed down, and a hint of confusion began to appear on his face, until he stopped, and the entire meeting room fell into a brief silence.

The crystal chandelier that was flickering under the light and the steaming teacup on the coffee table became the only evidence of the flow of time at this moment.

Bakas wasn't sure if his words had touched on a sensitive topic or if he had made an inappropriate suggestion.

I could only stare at Lanqi, trying to find clues from his expression.

"Rocky?"

Warden Bacchus was worried but cautious. He quickly replayed the conversation in his mind, looking for possible flaws.

Just as he was about to ask a tentative question, Lanci seemed to come back to his senses from his deep thoughts.

"I'm sorry, Bakas, I've been so busy with work lately that I tend to forget important things."

Lanqi's gaze became clear and firm again. He slowly turned to Warden Bakas. The expression on his face returned to calm, even with a barely perceptible apologetic smile, and he sighed helplessly.

It's like thinking of a question that has to be asked.

"When I heard what you said just now, I suddenly remembered something. A student told me before that the bribery situation in the basement of Helrom Prison is quite serious. For example, a warden named Corendan even said that even if Rocky McCarthy came, he had to bring him two packs of cigarettes. I want to ask if this is true?"

Lanqi asked with a worried look, very concerned about the discipline and atmosphere in the prison.

"Is there such a thing?"

Bakas raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked in disbelief.

But he immediately understood why the principal was in deep thought.

These words cleared up Bacchus's doubts and brought the conversation back on track, making Bacchus glad that it was just an easy problem to solve.

It's fine to say something in private, but if it really gets to Rocky McCarthy's ears, the nature of the matter will change completely! Even if he wants to kill that damn bastard, he must not offend Rocky McCarthy and ruin their friendship and cooperation! "I will immediately, right now, start to investigate this matter thoroughly. Can you please let me borrow the communication terminal device in the meeting room?"

Although Bakas did not anticipate this turn of events, he quickly adjusted his expression.

Sincerity is the most important thing at this time. If handled well, it can even further win Rocky McCarthy's favor and allow them to talk more happily about today's cooperation plan and various current political intelligence and forecasts of the Protoss Empire.

"sure."

Lanci nodded, stood up, and led Warden Bacchus to the side of the meeting room in a calm and considerate manner.

There sits a unique mechanical device, a terminal that combines Helrom's latest communications magic with traditional craftsmanship.

Warden Bacchus stood in front of the device and quickly put the encrypted communication magic card from the inside pocket of his clothes into it. His expression became very serious, his brows were furrowed, and a hint of barely perceptible anger flashed in his eyes.

Soon the communication terminal was successfully connected to the lobby of the base level of Helrom Prison.

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"Help me find the Corendan prison warden on the negative first floor."

After the base layer connected the communication, Bakas spoke into the microphone.

Lanci stood aside, looking at Warden Bakas.

His face remained calm, but his eyes occasionally flashed with deep thought.

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

The prison guard on the base floor quickly transferred the call to the basement level. After more than ten seconds, the voice of the Corendam warden, speaking slowly and with a hint of authority, came through the microphone: "Excuse me, who is this?"

“It’s me.”

Warden Bakas' voice sounded very cold and hard in the communication, and there was even a hint of gritting his teeth.

"Warden Baccus? What do you want from me?"

These two simple words caused the Corendan prison warden on the other end of the line to speak much faster, and there was also the creaking sound of an office chair. It seemed that the Corendan prison warden adjusted his sitting posture in an instant, and began to greet the communication from Warden Bakas in an upright posture.

"I heard that you said that Mr. Rocky McCarthy had to bring you two packs of cigarettes when he came?"

Warden Bakas questioned with murderous intent in his voice.

(End of this chapter)