My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 166 The conspiracy resurfaces

Before we knew it, night fell quietly like a huge piece of black silk.

The moon climbed up to the treetops, casting a cool light. The stars twinkled like gems inlaid on the black sky. The hustle and bustle of the city gradually calmed down, but the hospital ward was still filled with a different atmosphere.

Qiao Qin originally wanted to stay in the hospital to take care of Huo Yan, but this time he was very determined, with a relaxed smile on his face, and jokingly said: "I just injured my left hand, not my leg. I can walk by myself."

Qiao Qin opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something else to insist on her idea.

next second.

"Or, if you want to do something else to me, that's not impossible." Huo Yan was lying on the hospital bed, his lips slightly pale, but still with that unruly smile.

He spread out his hands, looking like a fruit waiting to be picked, or as if he was deliberately provoking someone.

Qiao Qin felt her heartbeat speed up instantly, as if a deer was beating wildly in her chest. Her throat also became a little dry, and she couldn't help but glare at him and said:

"Okay, then take care of yourself, I'm going back."

Followed by.

As if she was being chased by an invisible force, she hurriedly left the ward. Her back looked a little embarrassed, but also a little stubborn.

Seeing Qiao Qin's figure completely disappear from sight, Huo Yan's smile gradually faded, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his expression became very solemn. His eyes were deep and far-reaching, as if he could penetrate the endless night and see the secrets hidden in the depths of darkness.

fortunately.

Qiao Qin's early alert helped him escape the disaster. Otherwise, he couldn't imagine what would happen if she stayed in the office at that time and the explosion happened...

Thinking of this, Huo Yan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. His clothes on the back were already soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. He clenched his hands into fists at his sides. Because he was using too much force, the needle on the back of his hand was slightly deformed, and the liquid in the infusion tube stopped flowing, but he seemed to feel no pain.

That damn guy who only knows how to hide in the dark!

"Ding-dong-"

Suddenly, a crisp message alert sound rang in my ears.

Huo Yan looked down and found that it was another text message from an unfamiliar number. There was only a simple sentence on the screen, but it was like a blockbuster bomb, instantly making his face become extremely gloomy.

【Congratulations on winning, looking forward to the next game. 】

Huo Yan gritted his teeth, veins popped on his forehead, and his eyes burned with anger. He threw his phone hard, and it hit the ground. The screen instantly shattered into pieces, and the parts were scattered all over the floor.

He clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Don't catch you, otherwise..."

Assistant Yan walked into the ward at this time. As soon as he stepped into the room, he felt the depressing low pressure in the ward. His body couldn't help but tremble, and he silently said in his heart:

Is it too late to turn around now?

however.

Huo Yan had already seen him, and his low voice was a little hoarse, as if it was a roar coming from the abyss:

"How's it going? Did you catch the repairman?"

Assistant Yan came here just for this matter. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Huo Yan's oppressive gaze, and said with gritted teeth: "We caught him. The repairman was a homeless man under the overpass. He said that someone gave him a plastic bag in the morning and asked him to put it in the wife's office. The homeless man didn't know what was inside."

"And...and the other person was very careful and wrapped himself up tightly. The homeless man didn't even see the man's face."

Huo Yan had actually expected this result. That person was like a cunning fox, always able to cleverly hide his tracks in the dark. Otherwise, they would not have not caught him until now.

But...what exactly is his purpose?

Huo Yan fell into deep thought, his mind seemed like a tangled mess that he couldn't sort out.

He tried to find clues about the mysterious man from his memory. He had made many enemies in business over the years, but he had investigated almost all of them and did not find anyone with the right motive and time to commit the crime.

unless--

He is a 'dead man'.

Strictly speaking, everyone probably thought he was dead, so they didn't focus on him.

The figure of Mr. Huo San suddenly flashed through Huo Yan's mind. He immediately made a phone call and said in a low but firm voice, "Help me do something."

after an hour.

Huo Yan arrived at the prison. The surrounding environment was dark and damp, and filled with a pungent stench of decay. The water droplets on the wall dripped down, as if it was the sound of time passing. He frowned, his brows tightly twisted into the shape of a "川" character, but he still took a step and walked in slowly.

"Why? Are you here to laugh at me?"

Huo Yan looked up and saw the once arrogant Mr. Huo San, now in a state of disgrace. He had long since taken off his suit that symbolized power and status and put on a striped prison uniform. His bald head was particularly dazzling in the dim light, and his back was hunched, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

There was a thick glass window between the two of them. The cold glass seemed like an insurmountable gap, separating them into two completely different worlds.

Huo Yan did not speak, but turned to look at the police officer who brought him over, and said in a low voice: "I want to talk to him alone."

The police officer nodded and then quietly stepped out.

There is still one month left before the trial of Mr. Huo Sanye's case. He has committed too many unforgivable crimes. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be sentenced to death. The best outcome is life imprisonment.

He seemed to know what kind of ending was waiting for him, so he didn't bother to pretend anymore. He looked at Huo Yan with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

However, Huo Yan seemed not to see it, and just said with a cold look:

"I came here to ask you, besides you, was there any other mastermind behind the kidnapping case eighteen years ago?"

Mr. Huo Sanye folded his hands across his chest with a playful smile on his face. That smile was full of sarcasm and disdain, and he looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"What makes you think I would tell you?"

next second.

Huo Yan took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the anger that was about to burst out of his heart, and said through gritted teeth: "I can help you apply for a commutation of sentence."

As the words fell, the surroundings fell into deathly silence.

Mr. Huo's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen the most absurd scene in the world. He stared straight at Huo Yan, his expression as if he had seen a ghost. You know, in this world, if there is anyone who wants him to die immediately, that person must be Huo Yan in front of him.

And now, he actually asked if he could plead for me?

"Are you kidding?" Mr. Huo San didn't believe it at all. His voice was full of doubt and disbelief.

Huo Yan stretched out his hand, his eyes firm, as if he was making a sacred oath, and promised: "I swear on my life, we can sign a contract."

Mr. Huo's expression suddenly changed slightly, and his originally relaxed facial muscles instantly tensed up.

He slowly stood up, and his movements seemed to carry a heavy weight, and he took steps towards Huo Yan. Each step seemed heavy and hesitant, until the cold and temperatureless glass door blocked him firmly.

At this moment, his eyes were no longer filled with disdain and suspicion, but were like ripples in a deep lake, with a bit more deep thought and exploration.

"Huo Yan, what on earth are you playing at?" Mr. Huo's gaze was like a sharp arrow, staring at Huo Yan closely, as if he wanted to pierce his soul, trying to find even a trace of disguise on his calm face.

Huo Yan's expression was as serious as a sculpture. His stern face seemed to be frozen at this moment. He looked back at him firmly and said word by word: "I'm not playing tricks. I just want to know the truth."

Mr. Huo snorted coldly, his voice was like the north wind in winter, cold and ruthless: "The truth? Do you think I will believe your sudden kindness?"

Huo Yan took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently, as if he was trying to suppress the irritation that was about to burst out of his heart: "I don't have to lie to you, this may be a rare opportunity for you."

"Opportunity?" Mr. Huo laughed sarcastically. The laughter echoed in this small space, sounding particularly harsh. "Do you think I will believe that what you are giving me is an opportunity?"

Huo Yan placed his hands tightly on the glass and leaned forward. His tense muscles showed his determination. "You have no choice now. You can only trust me."

Mr. Huo was silent for a moment, time seemed to freeze at this moment, his eyes flickered constantly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "There were indeed other people involved in the kidnapping case eighteen years ago."

Huo Yan's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, like lightning piercing the night sky: "Who is it?"

Mr. Huo kept the secret, with a sly smile on his face: "I can tell you, but you have to fulfill your promise first."

Huo Yan frowned, the wrinkles between his eyebrows looked like deep ravines: "As long as you are telling the truth, I will definitely do it."

Mr. Huo gritted his teeth, a trace of struggle on his face: "It was a business partner I worked with back then, his name was Lin Kun."

"Lin Kun?" Huo Yan searched frantically for the name in his mind, but there was no impression of this person in the ocean of memory.

"He disappeared without a trace after that, and I don't know where he went." There was a hint of unwillingness in Mr. Huo's tone, as if he was helpless after being teased by fate.

Huo Yan pondered for a moment, his eyes locked on Mr. Huo Sanye: "Why are you saying this now?"

Mr. Huo sneered, his smile full of bitterness: "I thought I could take this secret to the grave, but since you gave me hope, I'll take a gamble."

Huo Yan stood up straight, his eyes as cold as ice: "I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise you won't have a chance of getting your sentence reduced."

After saying that, Huo Yan turned and left.

After leaving the prison, Huo Yan immediately ordered Assistant Yan: "Go check on a man named Lin Kun. All information related to him must not be missed."

Assistant Yan nodded in agreement and quickly turned around to investigate.