Entering the gate, there is a long and deep iron tunnel inside.
The faint light coming from the surroundings allowed Lin Ming to see that all the materials built around it were mixed metals. Even if it was described as a prison with copper walls and iron walls, it was not an exaggeration.
In the past, I just watched it in movies, maybe with special effects.
But now, Lin Ming really felt a cold feeling.
It was not that he had never been here before, but his eyesight was far from what it could be compared to now. Even though there was only a weak light, in Lin Ming's eyes, it was no different from daytime.
"Um?"
Even halfway through, Lin Ming's eyes paused slightly.
Because, he actually saw a dangerous chemical symbol mark on the wall on the right, which was the mark of a nuclear missile.
The further inside, the more signs of this type appeared. Looking carefully, Lin Ming discovered that it was really the warhead of a nuclear bomb.
Counting it down, I saw more than a dozen warheads along the way, and each warhead was as big as the front of a large truck.
And behind, there is a long row.
When he saw this, Lin Ming was no longer calm.
What kind of prison is this? It's simply a secret military base.
He never expected that these people would be placed here so blatantly. If one of them was not paying attention and was detonated, Lin Ming had no doubt that the magic city hundreds of miles away would be destroyed within a few breaths.
were razed to the ground.
Even if he had the system, he probably couldn't avoid it.
With so many warheads gathered here, what do these people want to do?
No wonder such a prison was used as a cover-up. Lin Ming seemed to have a hint of enlightenment when he saw this place.
After walking for about two minutes, the light gradually changed from dark to bright, and finally it suddenly became bright, as if it were daytime.
But Lin Ming knew that this place was actually deep underground.
However, with such advanced lighting technology, it makes people feel that it is no different from daytime, and even the surrounding scene layout is no different from an ordinary prison.
"You two wait here."
The two came to the waiting hall. After the leader left a word, he walked into the fenced secret room in front.
Behind the fenced chamber is the real prison, where the prisoners are held.
After a while, a man in a green formal suit came out. This man had a very obvious feature, that is, his head was bald.
The military green formal suit was neatly worn, as if it had been specially ironed, and the leather shoes under his feet were also polished to a shine.
When he saw this person, Director Huang stood up first and walked over with a look of surprise on his face.
"Brother, why did you come here in person?"
As he spoke, Director Huang extended his hands enthusiastically.
The man stretched out his palm and shook Director Huang's hand, and said with a smile: "Where are you here, and you still call me brother, the warden, sir!"
Director Huang smiled and said: "Yes, I was negligent, warden."
Warden?
Hearing this title, Lin Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The man in front of him turned out to be the warden?
However, seeing the way the warden and Director Huang got together enthusiastically, Lin Ming always felt that it was a bit unreal. However, here, he was not worried about these people cheating or anything like that.
Anyway, today I am here to see my father, and other things have nothing to do with me.
"Is this the person you were talking about?"
At this time, the bald warden looked towards Lin Ming, with a smile on his face.
"Yes, this is brother Lin Ming. He came here this time just to visit his father in prison." Director Huang explained for Lin Ming.
"Hello, warden, I'm Lin Ming. I'm here to visit the prison."
When Lin Ming saw this, he also smiled slightly and had to say hello. He was convinced that the bald man in front of him must have gotten money from this fat guy.
Otherwise, how could he be allowed to visit the prison?
"Hello."
The warden acted quite amiable, and even when talking to Lin Ming, his tone was slightly complimentary. Although it was very weak, Lin Ming still noticed it.
What's going on?
The warden can be said to be a high-ranking official. Why would he have such feelings for a young junior like himself?
It's a compliment, to be more precise, it's more like a serious treatment.
Is a young man like me worthy of being taken seriously by such a person?
After a brief thought, Lin Ming came back to his senses. What the other party was interested in was probably the money in his trouser pocket.
Apart from this, Lin Ming really couldn't think of any other reason why the warden in front of him would treat him so seriously.
Sure enough, money is not everything, but the power of money is.
"Lin Ming? Is the person you are visiting prison Lin Youtian?"
The bald warden looked at Lin Ming, pretending to have an expression of ignorance, hiding it deeply, but his expression was very natural and casual.
However, Lin Ming could tell from the other party's words that the other party was talking to him.
The warden definitely knew about him a long time ago.
He also knew his relationship with his father Lin Youtian. After all, tens of billions of ransoms were handed over in less than a month. It was impossible for people to ignore it.
"Yes! Lin Youtian is my father."
Lin Ming didn't try to expose it. Since the other party wanted a step, he would give it to him. Otherwise, it would be his father who would suffer.
"Oh, I understand. I will immediately arrange for a meeting between your father and son. Of course, if Brother Lin Ming is interested, I can also take you to visit our prison and take you to meet your father in person."
"I think your father will be very surprised when he suddenly sees you."
Hearing this, Lin Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. The bald man seemed to be thinking about himself, and even about his father and the mood of the prisoners he managed.
But is there such a good warden?
Aren't the wardens always thinking about how to manage the troublemakers in the prison?
His father established a new force in the prison. Isn't it a thorn in the prison warden's side and a thorn in his flesh?
The other party seems to be inviting me, but in fact it is a disguised threat to coerce me.
Lin Ming knew that if he went there, he would probably have to pay again.
However, when I thought about it, if I refused, wouldn't the other party want to put on his father's shoes?
For the sake of my father, I might as well forget it.