Alien Paradise.

Chapter 81

Was everything just an illusion?
No... He noticed that the clock on the wall pointed to 7 o'clock, which was four hours different from when he first entered the house!

Zhang Zhiyuan jumped off the reclining chair suddenly, opened the door, and saw that the corridor outside had become bright!
It was the light of the rising sun.

Walking to the window, he saw that the guards had opened the retractable gates, preparing for a new day of standing guard.Outside the street, there was even more traffic. Busy office workers were walking quickly on the sidewalk, and many of them still had hot breakfast in their hands.

But his memory of the conversation with Paradise is only 10 minutes at most, and even after waking up, he still remembers the conversation clearly.

Confused and puzzled, Zhang Zhiyuan went back to the hidden room and saw his cell phone that he had dropped on the ground.

Probably the moment I was recruited into the paradise, I lost control of my body, and my whole body went limp, causing my 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 opened it, it turned out to be from Jingxi Express.

But when he swiped down, Zhang Zhiyuan froze in place.

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

……

British Isles, L City.

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

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

It is also characteristic of Britain that everything is refurbished—the factories, the streets, the houses, the prisons.If you think about the good, they have these things for a long time. If you think about the bad, the refurbished ones will never be as good as the new ones.

For example, this cell is always wet because it is close to the sea, and dew will even form on the railing at night.In just two days, Jan Site was already tired of this environment, and he wished he could leave here in the next moment and return to the soft black bed of Simmons in the hotel.

And he knew he would be able to leave, too.

Because Taylor is not an ordinary person.

On the surface, Taylor has a wealth of wealth, but in fact his ability is even more astonishing than his wealth. The reason why Wayne Janst was able to do business in Britain is inseparable from Taylor's friendship.It was precisely because of such a connection that he also knew that the other party would definitely take action.

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

"Damn, the power went out again!"

"Hey, can you do it, 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 Janst didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of "daily interaction". In his opinion, these scumbags didn't even deserve to be in the same prison as him.Scolding is useless except to vent his emotions. He kept silent most of the time because the anger was brewing in his heart. Once he was freed, he would definitely make those two little bastards regret coming to this world.

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

"it's me."

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

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

"Of course you will know when you see it." The other party didn't talk nonsense. After confirming that the handcuffs were fastened, he opened the iron door of the cell with the manual knob.

Jan Site followed the two out of the prison area, and another policeman took over the escort, followed by a middle-aged man in a suit.The latter took the initiative to shake hands with him, "Hi sir, I am Cui Wei, the lawyer appointed by Flynn. Before you meet Flynn, I need to understand a few things."

Flynn?Zhan Si Te let out a long breath in his heart.Taylor occasionally goes by other names, Flynn being one of them.However, it had been four days since he was attacked and imprisoned, so he thought the other party's reaction would be faster.After all, the person he was going to meet that night was Taylor, and the other party should have known that something happened to him the night he missed the appointment.

"Why is it taking so long?" He asked in dissatisfaction.

"Because it was not the L City police who arrested you, Mr. Flynn needs to spend time to solve it."

"Not the L city police?" Zhan Site frowned in surprise, "Who else could it be?"

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

At the same time, the accompanying policeman consciously walked several meters away, turned his back on the two of them, and no longer supervised his actions.

Taylor's ability is really extraordinary, Jan Site thought to himself.

"I was attacked by two brats. Who knows how they got into the hotel dining car! This matter is endless. 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 this matter was mentioned, 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 brought up, he would think it was a provocation, "Of course I can 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 in front of him, "Oh... sorry, it might be a bit dark due to a power outage, please wait a moment." After speaking, he turned on a penlight , Light up for Jan Ster.

The photo showed the luxury suite he was in, but the strange thing was that the wall seemed to be torn apart, and it was broken into two pieces from the middle, and the ground was a mess.

"Um... did they bring a bomb? I don't know. I actually opened my eyes and was in a basement."

"Okay." Cui Wei put away the photo, but did not turn off the flashlight. "Has the person who arrested you talked to you? This is very important, please answer truthfully."

"No, they only beat me."

"I didn't ask you about the Paradise game either?"

Zhan Si Te's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that this person would know about Paradise Games. "I told you, they just beat me, without food, and without talking! Does this have anything to do with me seeing Taylor?"

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

"You..." Zhan Site looked at him hesitantly, and suddenly came to his senses, "Wait—"

The policeman behind him had already raised his pistol, aimed at him and pulled the trigger.

There was only a whistling sound, and Wayne Jenster's head was shocked as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, and then his body collapsed forward, his hands and feet twitched endlessly, and he couldn't make any sound anymore.

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

Cui Wei knelt down, pressed his hands on his neck to confirm that Zhan Site was out of breath, then nodded at the shooter, and walked out the door together.

Opening the aisle door, the two prison guards who were in charge of escorting hurriedly stood at attention and saluted the two.

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

(End of this chapter)