One-click Recovery Since I was a Special Soldier

"Ah!" Liu Qiang screamed like a slaughtering pig, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"Let me ask you one last time, who ordered you to kidnap An Ran?" Qin Yuan's voice was like a demon from hell, making people shudder.

Liu Qiang was shaking all over in pain. He knew that he was doomed today. The man in front of me is simply a murderous devil!

"Yes...yes..." Liu Qiang was about to tell the person behind the scenes. Suddenly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.

"puff!"

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Liu Qiang's mouth. His eyes widened and he fell straight to the ground, making no sound anymore.

Qin Yuan frowned and his eyes fell on the computer screen behind Liu Qiang. On the screen, a mysterious man wearing a black cloak and mask was facing him with a strange smile.

"Interesting, it seems that someone doesn't want me to find him." Qin Yuan murmured to himself, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, "But do you think you can stop me like this?"

Qin Yuan looked around coldly. The frightened boys huddled in the corner, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. He threw Liu Qiang's body aside as casually as discarding a piece of tattered clothing.

"Boss, this guy has a tough mouth, and he won't say anything even if he dies." Wang Yanbing stepped forward and kicked Liu Qiang's body with disdain.

"Huh, dead? It's not that simple." Qin Yuan knelt down and examined Liu Qiang's body carefully, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, "He was killed remotely, and the murderer was a master."

"Remotely? There's no one else in this room?" Li Erniu scratched his head, looking confused.

Qin Yuan did not answer. He stood up and walked to the computer. The mysterious man wearing a mask on the screen had disappeared, leaving only a black dialog box with a line of blood-red words:

"Want to find me? Then let's play a game. I will leave clues for you, but every time you make a wrong step, someone will be buried with you!"

"Damn it! This grandson is quite arrogant!" Wang Yanbing scolded angrily, "Boss, what are you talking about with these cowards? Just kill them all. I don't believe he won't come out!"

Qin Yuan ignored Wang Yanbing. He stared at the words on the screen and fell into deep thought. He knew that this was not just a simple kidnapping case, there must be a huge conspiracy hidden behind it. And this mysterious man seems to know himself well, and even knows that he will come here.

"Boss, look at this!" He Chenguang suddenly pointed to an icon on the screen and said, "This is the icon of a live broadcast software. I have seen it before."

Qin Yuan looked along He Chenguang's finger. Sure enough, in the corner of the screen, there was an inconspicuous software icon. If you didn't look carefully, you would easily miss it.

"Open it." Qin Yuan said in a deep voice.

He Chenguang nodded, skillfully operated the mouse, and clicked on the software icon. A login interface pops up on the screen, with both username and password blank.

"Boss, do you need to crack it?" He Chenguang asked.

"No need." Qin Yuan shook his head. He looked at the login interface on the screen, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. "He knew we would come, so he would naturally leave a way for us to log in."

Qin Yuan said, put his hand on the keyboard and quickly entered a string of characters.

"drop!"

A crisp prompt sounded, the login interface disappeared instantly, and a live broadcast screen appeared on the screen.

In the picture, a young girl was tied to a chair, her mouth was sealed with tape, she could not speak, she could only make whining sounds. The girl's face was full of tears, and her eyes were full of fear and despair.

"An Ran!" Li Erniu exclaimed, recognizing at a glance that the girl in the picture was the An Ran they were looking for.

"Don't be impulsive!" Qin Yuan stopped Li Erniu who was about to rush forward. He stared at the screen with his brows furrowed, "This is a trap."

At this moment, the live broadcast screen suddenly switched, and a man wearing a clown mask appeared in the center of the screen. He held a bright dagger in his hand and faced the camera with a weird smile.

"Welcome to my game, Qin Yuan." The clown man's voice was hoarse and harsh, making people shudder. "The rules of the game are very simple. I want you to find me, but every time you make a wrong step, this beautiful lady will lose Something like... a finger, an ear, an eye..."

The clown man said, slowly moving the dagger in his hand to An Ran's face, and gently scratched her cheek.

"Ah!" An Ran screamed, tears rolling down like broken pearls.

"Stop!" Qin Yuan roared angrily, clenching his fists tightly, veins popping out, and an invisible murderous aura instantly filled the air.

"Boss, this grandson is definitely a lunatic!" Wang Yanbing gritted his teeth and punched the table, causing a crack in the solid wood tabletop. "We must find him as soon as possible, otherwise Anron will be in danger!"

Li Erniu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, scratching his ears and cheeks awkwardly, like an ant on a hot pot: "Boss, what should we do? How about we call the police!"

"Calling the police is useless!" Wang Yanbing glared at Li Erniu angrily, "Which kidnapper have you ever seen who would be stupid enough to commit a crime under the nose of the police?"

Qin Yuan did not speak. His sharp eyes were like a hawk staring at the man wearing a clown mask on the screen, as if he wanted to see through him. His brain was working fast, analyzing every move and every word of the clown man, trying to find a flaw in it.

"Qin Yuan, I know what you are thinking," the clown man's voice was as cold and harsh as a venomous snake, "You are thinking about who I am and what my purpose is, right?"

He paused and sneered creepily: "Don't waste your energy, you will never guess. Now, the game begins! I want you to find the red container in the abandoned factory in the west of the city within an hour. Remember, you are alone, and you are not allowed to call the police, otherwise..."

As the clown man said, he stabbed the dagger in his hand into An Ran's thigh, and the blood instantly dyed her white dress red.

"Ah!" An Ran screamed and struggled in pain, but was held down by the kidnapper behind her and could not move.

"An Ran!" Li Erniu's eyes were bloodshot, and he could no longer suppress his anger. He stood up and rushed out.

"Stop!" Qin Yuan grabbed Li Erniu's arm and shouted, "Do you want to kill her?"

Li Erniu was stunned. His eyes were red, and he lowered his head in pain. His hands were clenched into fists, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood slowly flowed down his fingers.

Qin Yuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He turned his head and swept his eyes like a blade across Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang. He said in a deep voice: "Chenguang, you stay here, monitor the network, and look for any suspicious clues. Yanbing, you follow me."

"Yes!" He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing stood at attention and saluted at the same time, with a firm light in their eyes.

Qin Yuan didn't say anything else. He turned around and strode out of the room, followed by Wang Yanbing.

"Boss, where are we going now?" Wang Yanbing asked while driving.

"Go to the abandoned factory in the west of the city." Qin Yuan's voice was cold and emotionless.

"But boss, didn't that clown man say that you can only go alone, and you are not allowed to call the police..." Wang Yanbing said with some concern.

"I know." Qin Yuan interrupted him coldly, "But I can't take the risk of An Ran's life. If I don't go, he will definitely kill her."

"Then do we just break in like this?" Wang Yanbing asked, "Since that clown man dared to set a trap, he must have been prepared. Wouldn't it be too dangerous for us to act rashly like this?"

Qin Yuan did not answer, he just looked out of the car window, and a trace of cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Of course he knew it was dangerous to do so, but he had no choice.

He had to rescue An Ran!

An hour later, they arrived at the abandoned factory in the west of the city.

The factory had been abandoned for many years, with ruins and weeds everywhere, a desolate and dilapidated scene. As night fell, the sky was covered with dark clouds, blocking the brilliance of the stars and the moon. Only a few dim street lights emitted a weak light, making the surrounding environment even more gloomy and terrifying.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Wang Yanbing asked, "Where is the red container?"

Qin Yuan did not speak. He looked around, scanning every corner with sharp eyes, trying to find some clues.

Just then, a cold wind blew, Qin Yuan's nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint smell of blood...

The smell of blood was very light, but extremely clear, as if an invisible sharp blade had cut a hole in Qin Yuan's heart. He walked quickly to a collapsed wall, reached out and pressed the cold bricks, and scanned the surroundings with a torch-like gaze.

"Boss, what did you find?" Wang Yanbing followed and asked in a low voice.

"The smell of blood is coming from this side." Qin Yuan did not look back, but pointed forward with his finger, "Be careful, there must be someone here."

The two men walked lightly and groped forward in the direction where the smell of blood came from. There was a dead silence in the abandoned factory, and only their light footsteps echoed in the empty factory.

After walking for a distance, they came to a huge workshop. The iron door of the workshop was half-closed, and through the crack of the door, a faint light could be seen inside.

Qin Yuan signaled Wang Yanbing to be on guard outside, while he held the gun tightly in his hand and slowly pushed open the iron door.

"Squeak--"

The harsh metal friction sound was particularly abrupt in the silent night. Qin Yuan flashed into the workshop, and the muzzle of the gun vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

The workshop was full of various abandoned machines and sundries, and the air was filled with a strong smell of oil and decay, which was disgusting. In the center of the workshop, a red container was particularly conspicuous.

Qin Yuan's heart tightened, and the hand holding the gun subconsciously increased the strength. He knew that An Ran was probably locked inside.

He took a deep breath, walked lightly towards the container.

"Boss, wait for me!" Wang Yanbing's voice came from behind.

"Don't come over!" Qin Yuan said in a low voice without looking back, "I can go in by myself, you cover me outside."

"But Boss..." Wang Yanbing wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qin Yuan's wave.

Qin Yuan ignored him and walked straight to the container, stretched out his hand to hold the cold handle, and suddenly opened the door of the container.

There was no sign of An Ran in the container, only an old TV with snowflakes flickering on the screen.

Just when Qin Yuan was puzzled, the snowflakes on the TV screen suddenly disappeared, replaced by the clown man's creepy face.

"Qin Yuan, long time no see." The clown man's voice came from the TV, full of teasing and mockery, "Are you disappointed? Your girlfriend is not in my hands."

Qin Yuan suppressed the anger in his heart and asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, the game has just begun." The clown man said, snapped his fingers, and the picture on the TV screen turned into a dim room.

An Ran was lying on the floor of the room, her hands were tied behind her back, her mouth was sealed with tape, her body was full of scars, and her white dress was stained with blood, which looked shocking.

"An Ran!" Qin Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood slowly flowed down his fingers.

"How is it? Are you distressed?" The clown's voice was full of perverted pleasure, "I'll give you a choice now, do you choose to save your girlfriend or your good brother?"

As soon as the voice fell, the picture on the TV screen turned again and turned into another room.

Wang Yanbing was tied to a chair, with a black hood on his head. His expression could not be seen, but from his struggling body, it can be seen that his current situation is not good.

"If you dare to touch Yanbing's hair, I promise to make you live a life worse than death!" Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and said, his voice was like a devil from hell, full of murderous intent.

"Hahaha..." The clown man laughed as if he had heard a big joke, "Qin Yuan, who do you think you are? Do you think you can really do whatever you want?"

"I'll give you ten minutes to think about it," the clown man's laughter stopped abruptly, and his tone became extremely cold, "After ten minutes, if I don't hear your answer, then I will have to kill both of them, and then slowly torture you until you kneel down and beg me!"

"You dare!" Qin Yuan roared.

"I don't dare?" The clown man sneered, "Then try it!"

After that, he hung up the phone.

Qin Yuan stood there, his body trembling slightly, his eyes full of anger and pain.

He knew that he had fallen into a dilemma.

On one side was his lover, and on the other side was his brother, how should he choose?

As time passed, Qin Yuan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, making him almost breathless.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind him...

A gust of wind came, and Qin Yuan instinctively dodged sideways, holding the saber at his waist with his backhand, and his eyes swept behind him like a hawk.