After descending to the underground level, Steve discovered that this place turned out to be a miniature prison. There was a long corridor in front of him, and on both sides of the corridor, there were rooms sealed by reinforced concrete walls and iron bars. .

There is no wall on the side of each room facing the corridor, but iron railings that allow you to see everything inside at a glance. Even the simple bathroom inside only has a one-meter-high low wall, and people use the toilet inside. Sometimes, the head will also be exposed.

Although this place is completely underground, the air, temperature and humidity inside are no different from those above. Ye Chen thought that there would be a strange smell when he came down, but he didn't expect to feel any discomfort at all.

Hong Wu on the side quickly introduced: "Master Ye, we installed a fresh air system when we were building the place. The air inside can be circulated twice an hour, and it is also equipped with central dehumidification. Even underground, it does not feel damp. Moreover, I also installed central air conditioning, which makes it warm in winter and cool in summer, making it very comfortable.�

After saying that, he deliberately glanced at Steve and said with a smile: "What is the word that this old American likes to say the most? What is humanity?"

Steve said casually: "Humanitarian."

"Yes, yes." Hong Wu said with a smile: "We are very humanitarian here."

After saying that, he hurriedly came to Ye Chen's ear and whispered: "Master Ye, I usually don't turn on the fresh air and air conditioning here. I just don't want those bastards to be too comfortable. This is what you did last night." I said you were coming, I just asked Jiro to open it in advance yesterday, and after you left, I asked Jiro to close it."

Ye Chen nodded, smiled, and praised: "It's you, Hong Wu, you are indeed thoughtful."

Hong Wu chuckled, patted the chest of his jacket again, and whispered: "Master Ye, I also brought the equipment for human body calligraphy. As long as you say a word, I dare to do it even if you are a member of the Rothschild family. Put a few words on his forehead!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "There's no need for this, there's no blood today."

With that said, he turned to Jiro Kobayashi and said, "Jiro, take us to meet the father and son."

"Okay!" Jiro Kobayashi walked forward diligently, stopped in front of the third cell, turned around and said, "Mr. Ye, they are right here."

While talking, Ye Chen had already arrived.

When Walter saw Ye Chen on the hospital bed, his face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help but tremble.

And his father was also extremely nervous.

Neither of them knew what Ye Chen was going to do when he suddenly came over after such a long time.

At this moment, Steve Rothschild also arrived. He looked at the untidy father and son in the cell, and was a little stunned for a moment.

In fact, he was not familiar with the father and son, and even had no impression of either of them.

After all, the Rothschild family has too many relatives, and members of the main family like Steve themselves look down on them, so they don't have much interaction with them.

Although he had seen the information and photos of the father and son before arriving, he did not recognize the father and son who had been detained for a long time in front of him.

However, he did not recognize the father and son, but Walter's father recognized him.

It's normal for a master not to recognize his slave, but what slave doesn't keep his master in his heart? JrNovels.com