The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

A coughing sound came from the side. Luo Qing and two strangers were looking at them.

Qin Xian'er smiled somewhat awkwardly, reached out and pinched a soft spot on Xiao Qifei's waist, then spun him around 360 degrees.

Xiao Qifei winced in pain but didn't make a sound; he simply reached out and held her small hand.

"What a lovely couple!" someone nearby remarked with a smile.

Qin Xian'er quickly greeted them, "Hello, leaders and comrades!"

Luo Qing smiled slightly, "Comrade Xian'er is so accomplished at such a young age. She has already started a company and created job opportunities for our comrades. That's amazing."

"You flatter me, sir," she said, blushing slightly at the compliment.

Thinking about Xiao Qifei just now, Qin Xian'er didn't pretend and asked worriedly, "Brother Fei, aren't you in a wheelchair? Are you alright like this?"

"Xian'er, don't worry, that organization has been dismantled..." Xiao Qifei led her to sit down and slowly recounted his experiences over the past few days.

When Xiao Qifei returned to the army, the martial arts manual that Luo Qing brought back had already made some progress among the first batch of people who practiced it.

Xiao Qifei was also allowed to join the cultivation group; it's unclear whether this was because he drank the spiritual spring water.

He understood the techniques at a glance and learned the moves in no time, making rapid progress.

When the suggestion was made to infiltrate the organization that was conducting human experiments, Xiao Qifei was the first to sign up, and Mo Xiaolong also signed up. Based on the comprehensive evaluation, it was ultimately decided that Xiao Qifei and Mo Xiaolong would go.

The headquarters of this human experimentation organization is located in Yin City, a small city in the small country of Q. It is close to the border of the country of Hua. Q has been plagued by war for many years, and its people are scattered and mixed. Prostitution, drugs and gambling are rampant. The government army and civilian military organizations are independent of each other. The people are displaced and suffer unspeakably. It is completely impossible for them to live a normal life.

Men can only join military organizations, while women, except for those who are old and have lost their beauty, or young women who rely on selling their bodies or drug trafficking to make a living.

Here, you can get protection from local military organizations by paying a small amount of money.

Xiao Qifei and Mo Xiaolong disguised themselves and crossed the border. In the dimly lit hotel, their contact was waiting for them.

The contact person, let's call him Xiao Song, took out a photo from his pocket: "The laboratory is in this residential building. There should be some kind of trap inside, but I've never been inside. Be careful!"

Xiao Song didn't linger; he left after saying all that.

Xiao Qifei held up a photo, which clearly showed a mud-brick house. The house was no different from those in the area, equivalent to the 1970s or 1980s in Huaguo.

Xiao Qifei and Mo Xiaolong went out and grabbed a quick bite to eat, then waited for nightfall.

The town's streets fell silent until only the brightly lit casinos remained, their roars echoing through the doors.

Xiao Qifei and Mo Xiaolong each held a wine bottle and strode around, pretending to be drunkards.

Wandering leisurely through the streets, I arrived near a mud-brick house. There were two armed security guards patrolling at the entrance.

Occasionally, I would see people in white coats walking out from inside.

They observed for a whole night that shifts would change every four hours on average in the mud-brick houses, which was very advantageous to them.

The two planned to act the following night.

After spending the day in the small hotel, the two had dinner and quietly waited for night to fall.

To avoid arousing suspicion, Xiao Qifei and Mo Xiaolong went to the casino and gambled a few times, but ended up winning less than expected.

Seeing that their shift change was approaching, the two excused themselves to go to the restroom. As they closed the restroom door, they slapped an invisibility talisman onto their bodies.

The invisibility spell only lasts for two hours, so they must get into the mud-brick house within two hours.

After the invisibility talisman was applied, sure enough, no one could see them, and they could come and go as if no one was there.

Secretly following behind the shift worker, I watched as he scanned my face to recognize me before I could enter the mud-brick house.

As the team descended, they discovered an underground laboratory, revealing a world apart from the surface.

The ground was dilapidated; judging from its appearance, who would have guessed that there was a technological wonderland beneath?

Underground, equipped with advanced instruments, various monitoring systems overhead, and infrared devices.

The sound of people wailing could be heard from inside, but not a sound could be heard from above; the soundproofing was excellent.

After following the researcher through an iron gate, we entered another world, a place that resembled hell on earth.

A row of people, men and women, young and old, were tied to a wooden frame, their bodies covered in blood and gore, making it impossible to recognize their original faces.

As the researchers ventured deeper into the area, they encountered a variety of monsters found only in mythology: beautiful snakes, mermaids, centaurs...

They all have human-like parts on their bodies, but they no longer look human.

Their faces were expressionless, as if they had lost all hope for the world.

The researcher stopped in front of a cubicle where he couldn't see inside. He tapped the door lightly, as if entering a password.

With two beeps, the door opened, revealing a faint light inside.

You can clearly see a man, barely clothed, tied to an iron bed inside; there's not a single good piece of flesh on his body.

The researcher spoke to him in Chinese: "He Yiwen, aren't you going to tell me the whereabouts of that document? If you don't, you won't have many days left to live. The crocodiles in the river in the secret passage have been starving for a long time!"

The man on the iron bed, He Yiwen, seemed not to hear him and did not answer him.

He Yiwen's attitude aroused the researcher's dissatisfaction. The researcher took out a small pen from his pocket and pointed it at him.

The man named He Yiwen began to convulse, and the researcher was holding a high-voltage electric pen.

He Yiwen convulsed for a few minutes before the researcher finally let go. "It's been two years. I've lost my patience with you. Are you going to tell me or not?"

He Yiwen was like a dying fish, panting heavily, his teeth clenched so tightly that blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

When Xiao Qifei and Mo Xiaolong heard this name, they realized that this man was their comrade-in-arms who had been missing for eight years. The team thought he had been killed in action, but who knew he was being held here.

Xiao Qifei gave Mo Xiaolong a look, signaling him to keep a close eye on their surroundings. Xiao Qilong then walked behind the researcher and delivered a swift chop to the back of his neck, causing the researcher to collapse to the ground.

He Yiwen had not yet recovered from the massive electric shock. When he saw the researcher lying on the ground, his pupils contracted, and he struggled to get up from the iron bed, but he had no strength left.

"Xiaowen, don't move, we're here to save you!" Mo Xiaolong whispered in his ear.

He Yiwen thought he was seeing a ghost. Wasn't that Xiaolong's voice?

"Xiao Wen, I am Xiao Qifei. You can't see us right now. Let's get out of here first, and then I'll explain to you!"

It was A-Fei's voice. He Yiwen became even more excited and reached out to grab something. But where he couldn't see, Xiao Qifei's warm hands grasped his.

He Yiwen burst into tears instantly. For two years, he had been imprisoned in this dark and hopeless place, enduring beatings every day. If it weren't for his beliefs and the documents he hadn't handed over, he would have committed suicide long ago.