Chapter One: The Kidnapper

  Ulaanbaatar, 9th Commercial District, White Bear Bar.

  This is the most famous military bar in the entire Siberian region, and the boss of the bar is a retired general. Almost all the people who come and go here are retired or serving soldiers, including many from those mysterious numbered legions. Here, all information related to the military is the latest and most comprehensive. Today, it's even more lively, with the big screen in the middle of the bar playing their favorite - the 9th Global Military Alliance Special Forces War Championship.

  Guess who is this year's King of Solo?

  "Who else could it be, apart from those freaks? Do you think anyone else has a chance of becoming king?"

  "Not to mention being the king of individual soldiers, I'm afraid even the ultimate special forces team would be a piece of cake for those bastards."

  "I hope a dark horse will emerge, those freaks have dominated the championship for eight years."

  "Dark horse? Don't be ridiculous! Didn't you know that since that old fart wiped out the T-1's coefficient, nobody can stand up to those bastards?"

  "Yes, if T-1 were still alive, I think this match would be quite interesting."

  People in the bar were chatting in twos and threes, their eyes almost fixed on the big screen, because it was time to announce the two most heavyweight honors of the King of Solo and Ultimate Special Forces!

  "Winning this session of Global Military Alliance Special Warfare Competition, the title of King of Individual Soldiers goes to... TD336!!"

  The winner of this year's Global Military Alliance Special Operations Ultimate Special Warfare Team title is... T-6!

  ………..

  "Boom...roar...!!!"

  ………

  "Damn it! It's those monsters again!!"

  "TD Legion... counting this time, it should be the sixth person to receive this honor, right?"

  ………..

  "Right, apart from TD939 who was the champion for three consecutive years, the annual champion of the individual competition has been one of those monsters every year."

  In the corner of the bar, near the window, a tall figure sat quietly, his chiseled face expressionless, holding a silver-white military canteen in his hand, with a three-headed wolf head engraved on it. When his gaze fell on the large screen with the eye-catching code "TD336", he subconsciously pulled up his collar, tilted his head and took a swig of fiery liquor, a layer of icy killing intent floating in his eyes staring at the code, his mouth curled into a disdainful arc.

  "Who would have thought that a lone fish who escaped the net, today climbed to the highest honor that soldiers around the world strive for their whole lives... The title of 'King of Individual Soldiers' seems to be getting cheaper and cheaper!" Chu Yan took over the wine jug filled with wine, muttered to himself and got up to leave "Perhaps, there won't be a chance to come here again in the future."

  China, Nanshan City, Shannan Airport, 10:40 at night.

  Chu Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly to the airport exit, looked up at the starry sky, closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the not-so-fresh air, then a hint of a smile mixed with relief appeared on his expressionless face.

  "Silver Palm Coffee House." He hailed a taxi and gave the driver his destination, then ignored the scenery outside as he pulled out a stack of somewhat worn photos from his pocket and began to study them carefully.

  "After more than a decade, who knows what they've become. After deeply imprinting the person in the photo into his mind, he put the photo back in his pocket, leaving behind a black card that was tucked inside the photo. On the card, there was only one handwritten English letter: 'M'."

  "I hope this thing is useful." Muttering to himself, Chu Yan casually tossed the card into his pocket and began to carelessly appreciate the night view of Nanshan City.

  The taxi driver seemed to be a man of few words, silently driving the car and moving steadily through the traffic until the three words "Silver Palm" appeared in Chu Yan's line of sight.

  After getting off the car, standing at the entrance of the Silver Palm Coffee House, Chu Yan's eyes quickly scanned around and then suddenly smiled, shook his head and walked into the Silver Palm Coffee House.

  The cafe has a grand atmosphere, the champagne color scheme gives the cafe a subtle jazz flavor, a jazz band on the performance stage is enthusiastically performing background music, apart from the music, occasionally you can also hear a few low laughs, this place is undoubtedly a secluded spot in the midst of the bustling city.

  "Hello sir, how many are you?" At the entrance, a waiter in a white uniform came up with a smile, his voice was very light, and the smile on his face was very professional.

  "As for myself." Chu Yan had originally intended to directly state the purpose of this trip, but he suddenly changed his mind. Perhaps it wouldn't be bad to first understand the people and environment he was about to come into contact with, so he nodded in response.

  "Please, this way." Chu Yan followed the waiter to a double-seat booth, ordered a simple meal and a cup of Blue Mountain coffee. He hadn't eaten anything on the plane earlier, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

  Chu Yan gazed out the window at the night scene, feeling a mix of emotions. Memories of past events flashed before his eyes, and thinking about his brothers made his heart feel warm. At the same time, he also thought about the meaning of his own existence.

  "Please wait a moment." The waiter turned and left, and Chu Yan sat back down on the comfortable sofa, taking out the stack of photos from his pocket once again. He stared at the person in the photo, observing them carefully. "Thirteen years ago, this little girl was only six years old, her bones and muscles were at the peak of development, I wonder what she's like now."

  In Chu Yan's hand was a photo of a little girl wearing a princess dress, with chubby cheeks and big round eyes that were as black as coal. Her two arms were exposed and were as white as jade, and she wore a pair of adorable pink sandals on her feet. On the back of this photo were written two characters: "Ran Ran". And in the lower left corner of the photo, there was a bright red thumbprint on both sides, not just this one, but also other photos had more or less red marks on them. No one knew what significance these photos held for Chu Yan.

  "Xiao Han, she's quite handsome even when she was young. This photo must have been taken when she was 15 years old, her facial features should have already taken shape by then. I'm sure I'll recognize her when I see her." Every time he picked up a photo, Chu Yan would mutter to himself in a low voice, and a faint smile would also appear on his face, a smile that came from the bottom of his heart, full of warmth.

  A moment later, the waiter walked over with Chu Yan's order, glanced at the photo in Chu Yan's hand, put down the dishes and left in a hurry. Chu Yan then put away the photo and started eating with his head down.

  Third floor, general manager's office.

  Mo Xi Yao leaned back in the comfortable leather chair, holding a glass of rose-colored red wine. Her long black hair cascaded down her chest like a waterfall, with some strands deeply buried between her two snow-white peaks. Across from her sat a woman wearing a black leather jacket and tight-fitting leather pants, also holding a glass of red wine.

  "Cai Ni, you're back this time, isn't it just to drink my treasured red wine?" Mo Xi Yao said with a light sip of the red wine in her cup, smiling brightly.

  "It's also, it's not, mainly I just miss you, so I came back to see you and catch a few thieves on the side." Wan Caoni's response made Mo Xiuyao laugh out loud, this little girl was always sweet-talking in front of her.

  "Flattery will get you nowhere." Mo Xiuyao said, holding her wine glass and standing up from the chair. Just as she walked to the spacious floor-to-ceiling window, the office door rang out.

  "Come in." Putting down his wine glass, Mo Xiuyao sat back down in the chair, and a waiter pushed open the door and walked in.

  "Tina, what's wrong?" Mo Xiuyao looked at the female waitress who came in, her face had a strange expression, tense with excitement, and didn't know what happened.

  "Director Mo, I...I think I've found a wanted criminal?" Tina took a few deep breaths before saying the sentence with a tense expression.

  "What fugitive? Where?" Mo Xiuyao didn't wait for an answer, but Wan Caoni, who was sitting on one side, suddenly jumped up with a "pa" sound, pulled out a large silver handgun from behind her waist, and scared Tiana's face white, almost fainting.

  "Caini, can't you be less explosive? Tina, what's going on? Tell me slowly." Mo Xiuyao was also shocked by the waitress's words, because in the past month, there had been three kidnapping cases in Nanshan City, and after receiving the ransom, the kidnappers all chose to kill their hostages. These kidnapping cases were currently being investigated by the Nanshan City Bureau's Major Crimes Unit, and a reward was being offered for accurate tips.

  "Oh... yes, that's right. A male customer came to our store and I arranged him in a double seat number nine. When I went to serve the meal he ordered, I found him muttering to himself with a stack of photos in his hand. The photos were all of little girls, and... and they all had bloodstains on them. It looked like... he was choosing a target. So I didn't dare to startle him and came to tell you instead." After Wancai Ni put away her gun, Tiana's face improved somewhat, and she organized her thoughts and recounted what she had seen in detail.

  "What? Is it the No. 9 card seat?" Wang Caoni grabbed the waitress's arm, confirmed the location, and rushed out of the office. Mo Xiya was also startled, and after a moment's thought, she picked up the phone and dialed a number "Huang Zu, the kidnapper you're looking for might be here with me."

  After finishing the phone call, Mo Xiuyao also hastily left the office.

  Chu Yan quickly finished his meal, sat on the sofa comfortably sipping coffee, accompanied by soothing music, and his entire spirit relaxed.

  Just as Chu Yan was about to relax, a fragrant breeze blew from behind him, and then a woman with an explosive temperament stood in front of him, holding a large * in her hand. The ear-piercing sound of the police siren also floated over from afar.

  "Hello, Mr. Bandit!"