After being universally criticized online, he cultivates immortality and farms to lead his motherlan

Chapter 152 Threat
With the soybean figurine leading the way, Jian Ning quickly found a place where Professor Wen Xing was being held.

It was more like a laboratory than a detention center.

The island has very complete living facilities, which should have been built a long time ago, and the kidnapping of Professor Wenxing must have been premeditated.

Compared to the innocent people, the experts were clearly treated much better.

Jian Ning followed a tall man in stealthily inside.

When we found Professor Wenxing, he was sitting there with a serious expression, surrounded by several foreigners, and a bald man with a receding hairline who spoke Chinese was trying to persuade him.

"Professor Wen, now that you're here, why not just focus on the development? We'll bring your family over too. As long as you provide the core technology of Flying Pigeon, we won't make things difficult for you. You can go on vacation with your family and continue living the same life as back home."

Wenxing raised his hand and pushed up his glasses, without saying a word.

The foreigner next to him patted Professor Wenxing on the shoulder and said in broken Chinese, "There's a saying in China: 'If you don't listen to a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty shot.' Professor Wen, I hope you won't let us down."

Wenxing glanced at him, pushed his hand away, and said with a determined look in his eyes: "I don't know Flying Pigeon's core technology."

The balding man with the receding hairline continued to persuade, "Professor Wen, don't be so certain. You are a core researcher at Flying Pigeon. Of course, I understand you have your pride. But the other experts have already told us everything they needed to. What's the use of you guarding things so closely by yourself? Why don't you join us sooner?"

Wen Xing stared straight ahead, unmoved, and said, "I don't know anything."

The balding man with the receding hairline gleamed menacingly, his tone turning cold and laced with a hint of threat: "Professor Wen, your wife is only in her thirties, very beautiful, and your one-year-old child is adorable. You wouldn't want anything to happen to them, would you?"

A flicker of panic crossed Wen Xing's eyes; a man like him shouldn't have any weaknesses.

However, on the day he developed Flying Pigeon, he finally walked out of the laboratory, and a clumsy girl bumped into his arm.

Her companions scolded her, saying, "Can't you watch where you're going?"

When two people look into each other's eyes, they know they will be the ones to spend their lives together.

Both of them were from Zone N09, so it was only natural for them to be together.

He had too much on his shoulders, and after getting married, he didn't have children until two years ago when he applied to the organization for a year's rest and finally had a child.

After their child turned one year old, he and his wife entrusted the child to their elders and returned to work in the N09 district.

Unexpectedly, during a trip abroad for an exchange program, the plane on the return journey was hijacked and landed in some unknown place.

He sent a distress signal to Zone N09 using the emergency self-rescue procedure, but he didn't know when the organization would be able to find him.

Seeing Wen Xing's eyes soften, the bald man with the Mediterranean hair continued to tempt him: "We have people in District N09, and they've been lying in wait for years, making them impossible to guard against. As long as you're willing to hand over the core technology of Flying Pigeon, I promise you, I will never harm your family."

Jian Ning watched them use such despicable threatening methods from the front, and then used telepathy to send a message to Wen Xing.

“Professor Wenxing, I am the person sent by N09 District to rescue you. You don’t need to worry, your family is being protected very well.” Jian Ning had already given these instructions at the meeting before coming.

Now that Professor Wenxing has been kidnapped, his family members will naturally be the focus of protection and are currently being kept in a safe place.

As for the location, Jian Ning had no idea.

Therefore, the person who was lurking in Zone N09 and had even become a C-level team leader would naturally not know.

Wen Xing was a man who had seen a lot, and he also possessed the skill of 'replication', so he wasn't even surprised by this sound from outside the world, and his face remained completely calm.

He said to the group, "Flying Pigeon was developed too early. I haven't been in District N09 for the past few years, as you probably know. I need to recall Flying Pigeon's core technology. Ideally, I'd like to have a finished product. I'll study it for a while, and maybe I'll remember it." The balding man with the Mediterranean hairline narrowed his eyes slightly: "You're probably thinking of using Flying Pigeon to call for help, aren't you?"

Wenxing shrugged. "I've already said I'd cooperate. If you don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do."

"Here you go." The other man, speaking broken Chinese, clearly had more authority. "Have someone prepare it and send it over tonight. Wenxing, I'm only giving you two days. If you still can't give me a satisfactory answer within two days, then..."

The man pulled out a gun and pressed it against Wenxing's temple, his cold voice still straining against his broken Chinese as he said, "This will be your end."

The main problem was the accent; the threat level was significantly reduced when it reached Jian Ning's ears, and it even sounded somewhat comical.

He then put away his gun and left.

As Wenxing watched the group leave, he said to the two men who were watching over him closely, in a foreign language, "I want to eat lunch."

At first, he was afraid they would poison him, so he didn't dare to eat it.

Later, he was threatened and deprived of food.

Wenxing figured it out. The other party wanted him to provide the technology, and he was now pretending to surrender. So the food was probably fine, just not enough to kill him.

His guards immediately relayed the message via pager.

Before long, a hot boxed meal was delivered.

White rice, curry chicken, and boiled broccoli.

Wenxing took his lunchbox back to his room to eat, while the two guards remained by his side.

His life was monitored around the clock, even when he went to the toilet.

He looked up and said, "I want to eat. You guys stay outside and keep watch."

The two men looked down at him, arms crossed, their very strong bodies standing motionless.

Jian Ning watched from the side and used telepathy to say, "Are you trying to get rid of them so you can talk to me? You don't need to say anything; I can see if you nod or shake your head."

Wenxing lowered his head, took a bite of rice, and nodded almost imperceptibly.

To the two guards, there was nothing wrong with it, and they couldn't see anything unusual.

Jian Ning glanced around the room and said, "I do have a way to get these two out of here, but there are security cameras, and it's strange that you're talking to thin air. How about this, have you ever played the 'Turtle Soup' game?"

Wenxing chewed a mouthful of rice, looked up at his left, and shook his head slightly.

Jian Ning continued to transmit her voice: "It's very simple. I'll ask you, and you just answer yes or no. If it's yes, don't move your hand holding the chopsticks. If it's no, lift your index finger holding the chopsticks slightly."

Upon hearing this, Wenxing slowly continued eating, holding his chopsticks, without moving his fingers.

Jian Ning asked, "Is this any of your business?"

Wenxing's finger didn't move, which means yes.

Jian Ning guessed again: "Do you want to know about the other experts who were kidnapped with you?"

Wenxing still didn't move.