Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Jiang Yuan has been missing for more than a month.

No matter how hard Song Yaze and Wu Ying tried, there was no clue at all.This left them physically and mentally exhausted and on the verge of despair.

Jiang Yuan's whereabouts were unknown for a day, and Song Yaze suffered from guilt all day.Coupled with the media's embellishment, he has to face bombardment with various bizarre problems every day, which makes him even more tired.

At this time, Hong Kong has entered autumn, the coolness is getting stronger, the green leaves are turning yellow, and the short sleeves have become long sleeves; but Song Yaze's heart is always as hot and restless as summer.These days, he has lost a lot of weight, but he never gave up.

At noon, Song Yaze hastily finished his lunch.He lit a cigarette and began to smoke vigorously. The cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor. This was his fifth cigarette today.

The giant TV in the living room is always on, playing the news.

"According to the British Reuters report, there has been a major breakthrough in the mass shooting in the Chinese community in London nearly two months ago. The police revealed that the shooting was caused by an internal dispute between the Harp Gang, the British underworld. At present, the case is of great importance. The people have been controlled by the police, and one leader has fled to Hong Kong..."

——The important leader has been arrested, so Jiang Yuan...

"There's news from Jiangyuan." Wu Ying's voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Song Yaze's thoughts.

Song Yaze's heart trembled, and he looked towards the door. Seeing Wu Ying's serious face, he said seriously, "What news?"

Wu Ying paused, frowned and said, "He's missing two fingers, and now he's being held hostage."

"What? Two fingers missing?! Where is he now?"

"He was taken hostage to Landers."

At this time, Song Yaze's cell phone rang.He took it and saw that it was Yan Yu's phone.

"Brother Song, have you read the news? Our team has just arrived in Hong Kong and is responsible for catching fugitives." Yan Yu's voice was very high.

Song Yaze nodded and said, "I know, I'm in Hong Kong now. You're so busy, why do you still have time to call?"

"Brother Song, I'm here to tell you some news. You and I know the leader who kidnapped Jiang Yuan and fled to Hong Kong this time."

Song Yaze thought for a few seconds blankly, then was shocked immediately.He opened his mouth slightly, his eyes enlarged, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and a name was ready to come out in his heart——

"He's actually that Bai Li..."

……

Jiang Yuan's left hand was wrapped with heavy gauze, and his eyes were covered with black cloth.The originally neat and straight shirt was already dirty and wrinkled, stained with blood and dust.

At this time, he was tied up in the middle of the lobby of the Landers Hotel, with a bomb strapped to his body, and there were two Harp guards next to him, unable to move.

He looked like a distressed prisoner, with his arms cut behind his back and tied behind his back, and the rough nylon ropes made his wrists that were not exposed to the wind and sun bleed; dirty beard sprouted on his cheeks, and his hair Locks of land are mixed together, sticking to the scalp.

He has been imprisoned for more than a month.

More than a month ago, he rushed to London with his men and had a fierce exchange of fire with Carter, but was knocked unconscious by an unknown person who suddenly appeared, and when he woke up, he was imprisoned in a place he didn't know.

The entire prison is very small, only about twenty square meters.There is only a bed and a toilet inside.

And two meters directly in front of him, is a blond foreign man in a black suit, carrying a bag, with a headset on his head, standing in front of Jiang Yuan with a blank expression; beside him are two people with the same temperament man.

The standing posture of these three people can be said to be motionless, and their expressions are serious, which adds a greater sense of oppression to the prison.They are like judges from hell, ruthless.

Seeing Jiang Yuan sober, the man in the middle spoke in an extremely cold voice:

"Now I'm going to ask you a question, and you must answer it truthfully."

This was the prelude to the forced questioning, and Jiang Yuan's heart immediately tensed up.His eyes were wide open, his breathing couldn't help but quicken, and the extremely strong hostility spread instantly.The prison seemed to be frozen, but the smell of gunpowder inside couldn't get out, bumping around in the prison.

"Did you come to England to kill Carter?" the man repeated after listening to the instructions in the headset.His appearance was condescending, and his voice was somewhat arrogant, as if he was ignoring Jiang Yuan's hostility.

"Yes." Jiang Yuan stared at him closely, his whole body was stiff, and his usually steady eyes were the most vigilant at this moment, and the wind was jittery.

"Why?" The tone was still indifferent, ignoring Jiang Yuan's vigilance.He tried to weaken Jiang Yuan's confrontation through this ignorance.Pressing questions is a kind of psychological warfare.

Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and fell silent.He was a little nervous, nervous because of Song Yaze, how much he cherished this hard-won love, and he would never let the person he likes be endangered.

"If you don't tell me, I know it too. Is it because of Song Yaze?" The man's tone rose somewhat complacently, and he easily said the most sensitive name in Jiang Yuan's heart. "Do you think you can hide it from me? I know more than you think. Fighting against me is fruitless."

Shock and panic poured down Jiang Yuan's heart like a flood, and he was blowing cold air all over his body.His heart seemed to be tied by the three-character name, and then it was pulled up to his throat!Looking at the mocking expression of the person in front of him, he felt extremely nervous!How much he worried about Song Yaze's safety, even more than himself.

The man looked at Jiang Yuan's broken face with satisfaction, finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his eyebrows triumphantly.Repeating the words in the headset: "I also know that he is not injured. He stays in Hong Kong and collects news about you with the gang of useless people you raised every day. He is such a kind person, and he has to help everyone he meets. Oh, but I'm really jealous of you!"

After finishing speaking, the man fell into a state of silence. He withdrew his complacent look, looked serious, and respectfully listened to the instructions in the headset.

"Did you kill Bai Haihai and his wife?" He asked coldly again, but this time, there was murderous intent in his tone.

"Of course." Jiang Yuan sneered, "I killed it."

"It's quite straightforward to agree. If you kill someone else, if you admit it so generously, I might spare you on a whim; but you killed my parents, and you must pay the price! Originally, your price was death, Go and bury my parents! However, you saved Song Yaze, and it is indeed inseparable from you that he was not injured."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan was stunned and speechless for a while.His mouth was slightly opened, he only inhaled but not exhaled, and his mind went blank.He really didn't expect that this boss would know the truth like the back of his hand, and he was actually Bai Li!That hypocritical boy killed his parents himself out of jealousy a year ago.But now, resentment and hatred meet, he has met an enemy!

His breathing stagnated for a moment, and the huge shock boiled and tumbling, and his expression was only stunned.

"I didn't expect that! That poor student became the leader of a gang after you abandoned him, haha! How interesting! Back then, I rejected Song Yaze in order to get on your express train! Now that I think about it, it's really It's not worth it! You can't even compare his hair, and you still want to like him. I love him more than you! Oh, I was so confused at that time! If now, I will definitely grow old with him , spending time with him on the bed every day, cooking and washing dishes for him, watching movies with him, kissing, hugging and caressing him every day. I still want to kiss him..."

"Enough! Shut up!" The astonishment in Jiang Yuan's heart had already been submerged in anger.His jealousy is so strong that he can't even listen to deliberately woven lies.He is extremely rational, yet extremely emotional!When he is rational, all his emotions are locked in a small box; when he is emotional, it seems that a bomb exploded the box, making him lose control.

"Let me tell you, Jiang Yuan, don't think that you are so powerful. You are nothing more than relying on your family business and eating from your ancestors. If I, Bai Li, had a family background like yours, I would do better than you! You only An incompetent rat who can kill!"

"The reason why I mercifully spared your mouse's life is because you saved him. But you have to pay the price!"

As he spoke, the man took out a sharp dagger from his bag.There are exquisite patterns on the handle of the dagger, and the blade has been finely polished without any trace of blunt rust. Under the light, it reflects a cold and eerie light.

"I want you to cut off a finger yourself, as a confession to my parents!"

Jiang Yuan stared at the dagger and thought for a while before holding back the dagger.His expression was resolute, and there was a kind of tragic death.He took a deep breath, then cut off the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together.Dark red blood gushed out in large groups, and the blood flowed all over the ground.He is already an unhealthy person!

During the whole process, he didn't say a word, even though the pain was so painful.Big drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, his breathing became violently rapid due to the pain, and his whole body was shaking non-stop.

"I killed two people, and I have to cut off two fingers. I am a frank person. I have done something wrong, but I have to admit it, but I don't regret it. These two fingers... are my price. Two It's just a finger, I, Jiang Yuan, can lose!" There was a sneer on Jiang Yuan's painful face.

……

After the wound was treated, Jiang Yuan was handcuffed and blindfolded.For the next month or so, he fumbled to eat and go to the toilet. Except for sleeping, he spent the rest of the time in darkness and isolation.

At first, this kind of life was bearable for his strong mind.But with the passage of time, this lonely life without knowing the time has become more and more tormented.After a long time, he began to experience auditory hallucinations. Although his eyes were blindfolded, he often saw Song Yaze's figure.Reason told him that this was an illusion.

He yelled loudly from time to time, and even tore his hair and clothes, but no one responded.Gradually, he lost even the energy to resist, and returned to his original silent appearance.He was almost mentally weakened by this loneliness and ignorance.

Until today, the decadent man was awakened by the sound of flustered footsteps in his drowsiness, and then his ankle chains and handcuffs were all opened, and the lock behind the black cloth strips that were blindfolded was also opened, and the black cloth suddenly And down.

He saw that there were about dozens of people in front of him, and the scene was a bit chaotic. Everyone was painted and looked nervous.Then, he was dragged out of the prison with arms crossed by several people, and he was pushed onto a plane.

After getting off the plane, he was taken hostage and bumped to the Landers Hotel.

Standing by the sea, Landers is a landmark building in Hong Kong, and it is the sinking place of the rich and famous.Walking here, even the smell of money is in the air.

But now, the fugitives shot and killed the security guard, and then fired into the sky.The well-dressed elites all ran away with their heads in their hands at this moment.Ladies with their hats on one side, screamed and tripped over their long skirts.The gentlemen are also disgraced, and the principle of ladies first no longer prevails at this time.Everyone returned to their rooms, shivering.

The fugitives installed the bomb devices layer by layer, moving very quickly.

Jiang Yuan, as the number one hostage, was tied with explosives and locked on a chair in the center of the lobby, facing the hotel gate.A large number of journalists and riot police were surrounded behind the cordon outside the gate.

The riot police were fully armed, with heavy machine guns on their backs, and black bulletproof helmets on their heads, looking ready to go; there were also snipers lying in the distance, looking for sniper targets.

A large number of police cars and fire engines were parked around the hotel, and the surrounding roads were blocked; but inside the blockade, there were only three kinds of people: the police who were ready to go, Harp who was frightened, and the hostages who were frightened.

The whole scene is so thrilling, hundreds of lives are all pushed up the cliff here, and there is a possibility of falling to pieces at any time.Everyone is nervous, the police, fugitives, or hostages, they all look like soldiers.Fear, panic, and tension filled this originally noble place, how embarrassed Landers was at this moment!

The link to control the situation is the bomb switch.It carried hundreds of human lives, so heavy.

And it was in Baili's hands.

……

Song Yaze's cell phone vibrated again, and the number was unfamiliar.

"Is it Song Yaze?" The other party was a middle-aged man with a very anxious voice.

"I am. Who are you?"

"I am the Commissioner of the Hong Kong Police Force, Liu Yuming."

He froze for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, the other party said: "The fugitive leader is willing to negotiate, but he clearly wants you to go."

Song Yaze picked up a coat casually and went out. At this time, there was no time to tidy up his appearance.As soon as he went out, he saw a police car waiting outside; the policeman standing next to the police car immediately stepped forward and installed a bug in his clothes.

When they arrived in Landers, the reporters saw Song Yaze, a gossip character, stepped into the blockade as a negotiator expert, and swarmed towards him like iron nails attracted by a magnet.

The riot police blocked the yelling crowd, Song Yaze's mood was already filled with tension, and there was no extra space to accommodate the annoyance of the noise.It took so long to walk from the gate to the hall, every step he took felt like he was stepping on hot iron, and his heart was being tortured together.He didn't seem to be walking to the hall, but rather to the gate of hell; that Bai Li is the King of Yaksha!

This is not the noble and elegant Landelus, but the hell on earth, and his heart is about to be roasted alive!

And Bai Li was still waiting for him in the presidential suite.