One-click Recovery Since I was a Special Soldier

"Impossible!" Qin Yuan refused without thinking. Where is the prison? That is a hell on earth where countless vicious people are imprisoned! No matter how powerful he is, he can't bring anything out of that iron-walled prison.

Mr. Zhao seemed to have expected that Qin Yuan would refuse, and he was not angry. He just said slowly: "Don't refuse in a hurry. Take a look at this first." As he said this, he took out a photo from his pocket and threw it to In front of Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan picked up the photo in confusion, and after just one glance, his pupils suddenly shrank. The person in the photo was his... deceased mother!

"You...how do you have this photo?" Qin Yuan's voice trembled, and there was a turmoil in his heart. This photo was the most cherished photo of his mother during her lifetime. He always kept it with him and never showed it to anyone. How did Mr. Zhao get it?

"It seems that you have recognized it." The smile on Mr. Zhao's face became more playful. "I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to explain. You just need to know that there is another hidden reason behind your mother's death..."

"What do you want to say?" Qin Yuan stared at Mr. Zhao, feeling increasingly uneasy.

"The things I want you to help me bring out from prison are related to the death of your mother." Mr. Zhao paused and said word by word.

Qin Yuan felt dizzy, as his mother's voice and smile flashed before his eyes, and those dust-covered memory fragments were tumbling in his mind as if being stirred by an invisible hand. His mother's death has always been the biggest mystery in his heart, but now this man named Mr. Zhao told him that there is another hidden meaning behind all this, and the key to unlocking the truth actually lies in this hell-like prison on earth.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, his sharp eyes locked on Mr. Zhao like a hawk, "Tell me, what do you want me to bring out for you?"

A cold smile appeared on Mr. Zhao's lips, "I want you to help me bring someone out."

"People?" Qin Yuan frowned. The prison was full of prisoners who had committed crimes. Who could this person that Mr. Zhao asked him to bring out?

"Yes, an old man," Mr. Zhao said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and throwing it in front of Qin Yuan, "This is his name and cell number."

Qin Yuan unfolded the note, and two words were written on it: Lin Shan.

"Lin Shan?" Qin Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief, "You want me to bring my dad out?"

Mr. Zhao did not answer, but looked at him with a half-smile, as if to say: You finally reacted.

"What on earth do you want to do?!" Qin Yuan roared, his heart beating violently, as if it was about to pop out of his chest. He never expected that Mr. Zhao’s target would be his father!

"Don't get excited, I just need you to do me a small favor." Mr. Zhao still looked calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I guarantee your father's safety."

Qin Yuan clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, knowing that he had no choice. His mother's photo and his father's life were like an invisible net, trapping him tightly.

"Okay, I promise you." Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and said in a terrifyingly low voice, "But you'd better make sure that what you say is true, otherwise, I will make you pay the price even if I risk my life. !”

"Very good." Mr. Zhao nodded with satisfaction, "I believe you will make a wise choice." He said, clapped his hands, and the two black bodyguards behind him immediately stepped forward and threw a black backpack Come to Qin Yuan.

"Here are the things you want," Mr. Zhao pointed to the backpack, "Remember, you only have three days. After three days, I will see you and the people you want to bring out at the same place, otherwise..."

He deliberately didn't say anything, but the threat was self-evident.

Qin Yuan did not speak, but looked at him coldly, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

"Oh, by the way," Mr. Zhao seemed to suddenly remember something and added, "I advise you not to play any tricks. My patience is limited."

After saying that, he ignored Qin Yuan and turned around to leave the prison corridor, leaving only the cold laughter echoing in the air.

Qin Yuan looked at Mr. Zhao's leaving figure, his hands holding the backpack trembling slightly.

Qin Yuan was carrying his backpack, and his heavy footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. He didn't know what Mr. Zhao wanted to do, nor what his father had gone through in prison, but he knew that he had no way out.

Back in the cell, a bad smell hit our face. The inmates gathered together in twos and threes. Some were chatting and playing cards, while others were staring blankly at the ceiling, as if they were isolated from the world. When they saw Qin Yuan coming back, they just glanced at him lightly and ignored him, as if he was just an insignificant passerby.

Qin Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to them, walked straight to his bed, sat down, and opened his backpack. In addition to some clothes and food, there was a black card and an old-fashioned mobile phone. There was only an address on the card, no signature, no contact information, just a string of cold numbers, as if mocking his ignorance and powerlessness.

Qin Yuan picked up the phone and turned it on. A countdown was displayed on the screen: 72:00:00.

Three days, only three days.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that now was not the time to panic, he had to figure out Mr. Zhao's intentions and his father's whereabouts as soon as possible.

He stood up and walked to the door of the cell, shouting to the prison guard in the corridor outside: "I want to see Li He!"

The prison guard glanced at him and sneered disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? If you want to see Li He, just see Li He? Stay here honestly!"

Qin Yuan ignored his sarcasm and said coldly: "Tell him that I know the whereabouts of Lin Shan."

Lin Shan is the name of his father.

The prison guard heard the contempt on his face and disappeared instantly, replaced by a solemn look. He looked Qin Yuan up and down, as if weighing something, and finally turned and left.

Not long after, two uniformed prison guards came in and took Qin Yuan away without saying a word.

……

Li He's office is located on the top floor of the prison, and the window overlooks the entire prison. Qin Yuan stood in front of Li He's desk and felt an invisible pressure.

"You said you know the whereabouts of Lin Shan?" Li He was over fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through people's minds.

"That's right." Qin Yuan looked him straight in the eyes, his tone firm.

"What evidence do you have?" Li He obviously didn't believe him.

Qin Yuan didn't say anything, just took out the black card from his pocket and put it on Li He's desk.

Li He picked up the card, looked at it carefully, and his face gradually became solemn.

"Where did you get this card?"

"A friend gave it to me."

"Friend?" Li He sneered, "Are you sure a prisoner like you has friends?"

"Believe it or not." Qin Yuan didn't explain. He knew that for someone like Li He, no matter how much he explained, it would be futile.

Li He was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, then picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

"It's me, help me check someone..."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Li He's face became more and more ugly, and finally, he hung up the phone abruptly, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"What do you want to know?" He looked at Qin Yuan with a cold tone.

"I want to see my father."

"Okay." Li He agreed so readily that Qin Yuan was surprised, "But you have to agree to one condition of mine."

"What condition?"

"Help me take someone out of prison." Li He said word by word, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

...

At the same time, in another corner of the prison, a hunched figure was curled up in a dark cell, with turbid eyes looking at the faint light outside the iron gate, as if waiting for something.

"Lao Lin, your son is coming to save you..."

Qin Yuan looked at Li He, without any hesitation in his eyes, "Okay, I promise you."

Li He's face showed a barely perceptible smile, he knew that Qin Yuan had taken the bait.

"The person I want you to take out is called Zhao Qiang." Li He threw a photo in front of Qin Yuan, "I want to see him in three days."

The man in the photo was a strange face, but judging from his fierce eyes and face full of flesh, he was definitely not a good person.

"Who is he?" Qin Yuan asked.

"You don't have to know." Li He said coldly, "You just need to know that he is very important to you."

Qin Yuan didn't ask any more questions. He knew that in his current situation, he was not qualified to bargain with Li He. He picked up the photo and turned to leave the office.

...

Back in the cell, Qin Yuan carefully observed the man in the photo, trying to find a sense of familiarity from his rough face, but found nothing.

"Zhao Qiang... Zhao Qiang..." Qin Yuan whispered the name, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

Zhao Qiang, isn't he the driver of his father?

After his father's accident, Zhao Qiang disappeared. I didn't expect him to appear in this place!

Qin Yuan's heart ignited a glimmer of hope. He knew that Zhao Qiang must know something!

Three days passed in a flash, and Li He took Qin Yuan to the exit of the prison as promised.

"Remember your promise." Li He looked at Qin Yuan, and a warning flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yuan didn't speak, but nodded silently.

Li He pressed the remote control in his hand, and the prison gate slowly opened. The dazzling sunlight shone in, causing Qin Yuan to squint his eyes in discomfort.

He took a deep breath and walked out of the prison gate. What kind of fate would greet him?

…

At the same time, deep in the prison, in a dark corner, Zhao Qiang was waiting anxiously.

"Lao Lin, your son is here, you will be able to get out soon!" He said to a figure chained beside him, his tone full of excitement.

However, what responded to him was dead silence.

Zhao Qiang turned his head in confusion. With the faint light, he saw the face of the person next to him and was immediately scared to death.

"Ghost!"

A shrill scream echoed in the empty cell for a long time!

The moment Qin Yuan walked out of the prison gate, the dazzling sunlight made him almost unable to open his eyes. Freedom, something he once longed for, now makes him feel strange and confused.

"Boy, do you still remember me?" A hoarse voice sounded beside Qin Yuan's ears.

Qin Yuan turned around and saw a burly man with a face full of flesh. It was Zhao Qiang in the photo. He looked Qin Yuan up and down, with a flash of contempt in his eyes, "I haven't seen you for a few years. Why are you still so cowardly?"

Qin Yuan ignored his sarcasm and said coldly: "Where is my father?"

Zhao Qiang sneered, "Your father? I'm already dead! Why, do you still want to avenge him?"

Qin Yuan's heart trembled, and a surge of anger rushed to his forehead. He grabbed Zhao Qiang's collar and gritted his teeth and said: "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise..."

"What else? Just because you look like a weakling?" Zhao Qiang met Qin Yuan's gaze without fear, "I tell you, your father is a waste. If I hadn't been there..."

Before Zhao Qiang finished speaking, he was punched to the ground by Qin Yuan.

"You..." Zhao Qiang covered his nose, blood flowing out from between his fingers, "You dare to hit me? Do you fucking know who I am?"

Qin Yuan did not speak, but looked at him coldly, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

Zhao Qiang got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said viciously: "Okay, very good! You have the guts! But don't be complacent. Do you think you can really defeat Li He? He is..."

"Shut up!" Qin Yuan interrupted him impatiently, "Take me to see my father, otherwise, I will make you regret living in this world!"

Zhao Qiang looked at Qin Yuan's cold eyes and knew that he was in trouble today. He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and obediently took Qin Yuan into a dilapidated van.

As the car bumped along the rugged mountain road, Qin Yuan said nothing, just stared at Zhao Qiang, as if he wanted to see through him.

Zhao Qiang was so frightened by Qin Yuan's sight that he couldn't help but ask, "What on earth do you want to do? Your father's affairs have nothing to do with me!"

"How did my father die?" Qin Yuan's voice was low and cold.

"How do I know?" Zhao Qiang's eyes flickered, "When something happened to your father, I had already..."

"You'd better tell the truth!" Qin Yuan suddenly grabbed Zhao Qiang's neck, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

Zhao Qiang was choked by Qin Yuan and his face turned red. He struggled desperately and said intermittently: "I...I said...your father...was...by Li He..."

"Li He? Why did he kill my father?"

"I... I don't know..." A flash of fear flashed in Zhao Qiang's eyes, "I only know... your father... seems... seems to have discovered some secret of Li He..."

secret?

Qin Yuan's heart moved, and he knew that he was getting closer to the truth!

The car stopped in front of an abandoned factory. Zhao Qiang pointed to the depths of the factory and said tremblingly: "You...your father is inside..."

Qin Yuan said nothing, opened the car door and walked out.

The factory was dark, and there was a smell of decay in the air. Qin Yuan used the faint light to see a familiar figure chained to the wall.

"dad!"

Qin Yuan rushed forward and hugged the figure. (End of chapter)