Alien paradise

Was everything just an illusion?

No... He noticed that the clock on the wall actually pointed to 7 o'clock, which was four hours different from when he first entered the house!

Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly jumped down from the recliner, opened the door, and saw that the corridor outside had become bright!

That is the light of the rising sun.

When he walked to the window, he saw that the guard had opened the telescopic gate and was preparing to stand guard for another day. There was even more traffic outside the street, and hurried office workers were walking quickly on the pedestrian path, many of them holding hot breakfast in their hands.

But his memory of the conversation with Paradise was only thirty minutes at most, and even after he woke up, he still remembered the content of the conversation clearly.

Confused and puzzled, Zhang Zhiyuan returned to the hidden room and saw his cell phone that had fallen to the ground.

Probably the moment he was recruited into the paradise, he lost control of his body and collapsed, causing his cell phone to fall to the ground without any precautions.

He picked up his phone distressedly and found an unread text message hanging on the screen.

When I clicked on it, I saw that it was from Jingxi Express.

But with the next stroke, Zhang Zhiyuan froze on the spot.

Because he saw on the details page, the sender's name was "Paradise".

…

British Island, City L.

Wayne Just sat leaning against the stone wall, quietly listening to the chirping of seagulls coming from the high window.

This is a prison near the sea. The interior has probably been renovated. Various modern monitoring equipment and shiny automatic iron gates are incompatible with its overall stone atmosphere.

It's also a characteristic of Britain that everything is refurbished - factories, streets, houses, prisons. The best thing to think about is that they have had these things for a long time. The worst thing to think about is that the renovated ones will never be as good as the newly built ones.

For example, because this cell is close to the sea, it always looks wet, and dew will even form on the railings at night. After just two days, James was tired of this environment. He was eager to leave here and return to the hotel's soft Simmons black bed.

And he knew he would be able to leave too.

Because Taylor is not an ordinary person.

On the surface, Taylor is wealthy, but in fact his ability is even more amazing than his wealth. The reason why Wayne James can expand his business to Britain is inseparable from Taylor's friendship. Precisely because of such a connection, he also knew that the other party would definitely take action.

At this moment, there was a sudden soft bang above the head, and the entire cell became dark.

"Damn, there's a power outage again!"

"Hey, can you do this? I'm going to be so hot without a fan!"

Immediately there were shouts and curses from other prisoners outside.

But soon, prison guards responded to the provocation with batons.

Wayne Just didn't bother to pay attention to this "daily interaction". In his opinion, these scum didn't even deserve to be in the same prison as him. Scolding was useless except to vent his emotions. He remained silent most of the time because of the anger brewing in his heart. Once he was freed, he would definitely make those two little bastards regret coming into this world.

Suddenly, two prison guards stopped at the door of his cell, one of them holding a document, "Wayne James, American national, currently in temporary custody, right?" "

"it's me."

"Come over and put the handcuffs on, someone wants to see you."

"Who?" He walked to the cell door and stretched out his hands through the movable bars.

"You will know when you see him." The other party didn't waste any words. After confirming that the handcuffs were fastened, he opened the iron door of the cell with a manual knob.

James followed the two men out of the prison area, and another policeman took over the responsibility of escorting them, followed by a middle-aged man in a suit. The latter took the initiative to shake hands with him and said, "Hello, sir, I am Cui Wei, the lawyer appointed by Flynn. Before you meet Flynn, I have to understand a few issues."

Flynn? Zhan Si Te let out a sigh of relief. Taylor occasionally went by other names, and Flynn was one of them. However, four days had passed since he was attacked and he was imprisoned. He originally thought that the other party would respond faster. After all, the person he was going to meet that night was Taylor, and the other party should have known something was wrong with him the night he missed the appointment.

"Why so long?" he asked dissatisfiedly.

"Because it was not the L city police who arrested you, Mr. Flynn needs to take time to solve the problem."

"Not L City police?" Zhan Si Te frowned in surprise, "Who else could it be?"

"It's inconvenient to reveal this, sir." Cui Wei raised his glasses, "The main question is, how did you get caught?"

At the same time, the accompanying policeman actually walked a few meters away, turned his back to the two of them, and stopped supervising his actions.

Taylor's abilities are indeed extraordinary, Zhanst thought to himself.

"I was sneak attacked by two brats. Who knows how they got into the hotel dining car! This matter is not over yet. When I catch them, I will let them know that death is a luxury!"

"What kind of brat?"

"A man and a woman, what else can I say?" When he mentioned this matter, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed. He actually fell into the hands of a teenage girl. Even if this kind of thing was mentioned, he would feel it was a provocation. "I will naturally recognize them when I get the surveillance records."

"Then do you know what's going on?" The lawyer took out another photo and held it up to him, "Oh... I'm sorry, it might be a little dark due to the power outage. Please wait." After that, he casually opened a pen-type flashlight. , lighting for James.

The photo showed the luxurious suite he was in, but the strange thing was that the wall seemed to be torn apart by something, broken in two in the middle, and the ground was a mess.

"Uh... they brought bombs? I don't know. In fact, as soon as I opened my eyes, I arrived in a basement."

"Okay." Cui Wei put away the photo but did not turn off the flashlight. "Did the person who arrested you talk to you? This is very important. Please answer truthfully."

"No, they only beat me."

"I didn't ask you about the park games either?"

Zhanster's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that this person would actually know about Paradise Games. "I told you, they just beat me. There was no food, and no conversation! Does this have anything to do with me meeting Taylor?"

"Well, Mr. Flynn doesn't want news about the paradise to spread, especially to Americans." After speaking, Cui Wei took two steps back.

"You..." Zhan Site looked at him hesitantly and suddenly woke up, "Wait--"

The policeman behind him had raised his pistol, pointed it at him and pulled the trigger.

Only a whistling sound was heard, and Wayne James' head was shaken as if he was hit hard by a hammer. Then his body collapsed forward, his hands and feet twitching, and he could no longer make any sound.

And the flashlight kept pointing at him, like a searchlight lighting up the target in the dark corridor.

Cui Wei knelt down and pressed his hand on his neck to make sure Zhansit was out of breath, then nodded to the shooter and walked out the door together.

After opening the corridor door, the two prison guards responsible for escorting them quickly stood at attention and saluted.

"You have done a good job." Cui Wei also returned the military salute, "You have made due contributions to national security. Britain will definitely remember everything that happened today."