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Chapter 496 Ambush? (Dazhang asked for a monthly pass)
Arano

As the night fell, He Ao stepped out of the pirate ship, stood on the deck, and looked at the bright moon on the sea.

His 'assistant' Nordin at Dawn came to him once in the afternoon, but he was in the dungeon at that time, so he didn't reply, and Nordin was stopped by the pirates guarding outside.

Although He Ao is nominally the temporary person in charge of Liming in the Arano region, in fact all of Liming's information basically does not pass through him, but is in charge of his assistant 'Nuo Ding'.

This assistant Nuo Ding is the 'boss', and He Ao basically belongs to a half-empty state now.

But he is not in a hurry, he knows that the 'boss' doesn't trust him now, and suddenly handing over the real power to him is something worthy of vigilance.

Of course, Nordin didn't dare to offend He Ao, so he would come to He Ao for more important matters.

And He Ao would basically put on a show to express his agreement with him.

The two of them maintained this tacit understanding of 'reciprocity'.

But for general matters, Nuo Ding would not come to visit He Ao, and basically asked directly on the phone.

Most likely there is something important to visit this time.

He Ao picked up his mobile phone and called Nuoding.

The call was connected quickly, and Nuoding's cautious voice came from the phone, "Mr. Hu Wen, have you rested?"

When entering the dungeon and losing contact, He Ao usually locks himself up in the name of sleeping,

"Yes, is there something wrong?"

Howard replied quickly.

"That's it." Noting spoke slowly, as if he was sorting out his words, "'Boss' ordered the three C-levels near the entire Tia Empire to go to the West, and he has a secret mission to assign."

"That doesn't include me?"

He Ao asked calmly.

He probably understands now, except for the dead 'Psychiatrist' and 'Mystic Mage', the boss is in the Tia Empire and nearby areas, and there are probably three C-level subordinates.

This number is already terrifying. After all, before He Ao joined, there were only three C-levels in the overseas department of the entire research institute.

Of course, this is also related to the vast territory of Middle-earth, too many C-levels that need to be allocated, and the fact that the main purpose of the research institute was not overseas.

Moreover, the three C-ranks selected by the overseas department all have outstanding combat effectiveness.

In the entire main world, the number of transcendents is extremely small.

Here, since Nuo Ding mentioned that the boss transferred three C-levels, he naturally didn't count He Ao, the new addition.

"Don't be angry," Nuo Ding realized that He Ao's tone was wrong, and quickly said, "The boss won't let you leave because he has more important things to entrust to you. The region may require you to take care of it, and of course, your reward will not be less."

Oh, another promotion.

It's only a few days.

Of course, He Ao also knew that the 'boss' did not really hand over these spheres of influence to him, he was only in name of 'acting jurisdiction', and most of the matters would still be handed over to Nuoding.

When those C grades come back, he will return these areas.

Of course, if those C-levels never come back, that's another playbook.

These go 'C grades' are henchmen of the 'boss'.

However, as a good person who abides by the law, He Ao still hopes that they can come back alive.

"What happened to Xitu?"

Ho asked softly.

"Well," Nuoding was a little cautious, "I don't know, how can a person like me guess what the boss is thinking."

It's not that I don't know, I just can't say.

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, He Ao could roughly guess what the boss wanted to do.

He Ao paused for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then asked calmly,
"Are new ruins appearing in the West?"

"That," Nordin wondered, "you know, I can't say."

It's can't say, not no.

This is equivalent to confirming He Ao's conjecture.

Under normal circumstances, if He Ao's question is not true, Nuo Ding will directly deny it, and not denying it is an answer in itself.

He Ao stretched out his hand, the air was moist, and the bright moon in the sky was gradually covered by clouds.

-

If there are relics, what choice will 'Hao Yi' make?
On the long-distance plane, He Ao aimlessly flipped through the magazine in his hand, thoughts flickering in his mind.

He was trying to think from the perspective of the 'boss'.

For 'Boss', the most important enemy now should be 'Hao Yi'.

'Hao Yi' not only took away the Verola that he was determined to win, but also revealed his deepest secret at the last moment, 'The things he took from the tower. '

After those words were spoken, the danger of 'Hao Yi' should be ranked first in the boss's heart.

Judging from the information known to the "boss" now, "Hao Yi" is a mysterious superhuman who can control B-level power. He is very smart and has some kind of relationship with the ruins, especially the "towers" in the ruins. Thousands of connections.

With this information, it is easy to draw a conclusion.

That is Hao Yi will be interested in the 'remains'.

This time the ruins are opened, 'Hao Yi' will probably go to the Ruodan Republic.

After reasoning to this point, the 'boss' should think that he has partially grasped the movements of 'Hao Yi'.

An elusive mysterious transcendent who drives a B-class train and can travel through space at any time is not easy to catch.

But if the extraordinary person will inevitably appear in a fixed place, he can set up targeted traps.

The whole situation has changed from passive to active.

Howard put down the magazine in his hand.

And this time is also the best time for him to 'find' the boss.

So he agreed to Yang De's suggestion and set off for the Republic of Jordan.

Yang De booked him a first-class ticket on Xidu Airlines, and this was the first time for him to take this kind of first-class flight under normal circumstances.

Although he did not fly a few times in total.

This time, his itinerary was kept secret, and no one knew that he was going to the Republic of Jordan except for the head of intelligence of the Institute in the Republic of Jordan.

And the person in charge of intelligence only knew that he was a deputy minister, but not his specific information.

Because there are very few living people who have met him and know his identity as a research institute, Yang De's arrangement for him this time is to hide as much as possible in the dark, if he can pick peaches, he will pick peaches, and if he can't pick them, he will quickly withdraw.

"Hi sir, this is our menu for today."

The stewardess handed over a gold bound menu.

The first-class seat of Xidu Airlines is a brown leather sofa that can be unfolded to lie down. The side of the sofa is surrounded by a silver fence, leaving a room the size of a door.

On the fence opposite the sofa, a 20-inch monitor is fixed.

At the moment, the stewardess is at the door, half squatting and handing the menu to He Ao.

"Thank you."

He Ao flipped through the menu, randomly ordered a steak and some snacks.

He glanced at the sky outside the window. He was on a plane at about one o'clock in the afternoon. This plane will take nearly ten hours to the Ika Republic in the west, and then transfer from the Ika Republic to the Jordan Republic.

The entire journey took about eighteen hours, and Jordan's time was eight hours slower than Middle Earth's.

So he will probably arrive around eleven o'clock in the evening local time.

After a long journey, let's take a rest after eating.

-

The Republic of Jordan is a small country on the border of the western soil. In the entire country, only the suburb of the capital Ellen has an international airport.

In the waiting hall on the first floor, a young man wearing a wrinkled blue work uniform with a little tiredness between his brows was sitting on a seat in the waiting hall, raising his hand to glance at his watch from time to time.

He seemed to have just got off his job, and came to pick him up in a hurry.

He has thin cheeks, short eyebrows, and some unshaved beard on the side of his face. Although he looks like an exotic Middle-earth, he looks like a man among the crowd who are mainly brown-haired and blue-eyed. Drops of water thrown into the sea are equally featureless.

Even the people around will not look at him when they pass by,
It was close to midnight now, the stars were shining brightly, and the airport was already brightly lit.

Ellen Airport was built when the last King Jordan was in office. It took a lot of manpower and material resources. When it was first built, designers from all over the world were invited to design it. It was decorated with gold and gemstones, which was extremely luxurious.

The airport originally belonged to the royal family. After the royal family fell and the king was killed, the successor dug up all the gold and gems, and then sold them to the private enterprises of the Tia Empire.

The airport only undergoes some basic maintenance every year. After so many years, it has gradually become old.

But through the dilapidated walls and buildings, one can vaguely see the splendor of the airport in the past.

There are not many people in and out of the airport.

As a small border country, Jordan Republic is not very lively.

Most of the people who fly to Ellen Airport are Jordanians who have returned from foreign countries, and there are very few foreigners who come to make a living.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that more and more 'foreigners' have arrived at the airport recently.

With the arrival of a new flight from the Republic of Ica, dense crowds began to come out of the loose exit gate.

The man sitting on the chair also got up quickly and walked towards the arrival entrance.

In a crowd of brown-haired and blue-eyed people pouring out, the man quickly spotted the person he was waiting for.

It was a boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans, a black sweater, a thin black coat, and a thick black schoolbag on his back.

Look around with curious eyes.

It looks like a foreign student who is ignorant and ignorant, traveling abroad for the first time.

Just when the man wondered if he had found the wrong partner, the boy's gaze swept over all the people who were picking up the plane, and he locked on the man almost instantly.

Then walk straight up to him.

At that moment, the man seemed to see the eagle soaring in the sky in the boy's eyes.

The sharp gaze scraped through his soul like a sharp knife.

He trembled, and hurried over.

"Mr. Minister?"

He leaned next to the boy and asked carefully.

"Squirrel?"

He Ao looked at the man in front of him. He had read the profile of this man.

Li Le, D-level, codenamed 'squirrel', this should not be the name of his talent sequence, but this codename is also commensurate with his ability characteristics.

He is very good at hiding himself, looking for clues, keen and careful.

The two matched their names, opened the research institute's software, added friends, verified each other's identities, and quickly walked out of the airport.

"My name is Li Le," Li Le introduced himself with a smile, "You call me Xiao..."

He glanced at He Ao's young face, and his tone paused.

"I'll call you Brother Le." He Ao smiled, he didn't care about these titles, "You can call me He Ao."

"This······"

Li Le was a little confused.

After all, this deputy minister's status is much higher than his, and he doesn't know whether this is really looking so young, or an old monster with a good face.

After all, with the extraordinary power in this world, anything is possible.

"It's okay, the identity arranged by the Ministry of Yang this time is your little nephew from afar. If you are too obvious, it will cause problems."

He Ao smiled and shook his head, the two had already walked out of the airport.

The entrance of Ellen Airport is a barren open space, full of vehicles parked everywhere,
"That's right," Li Le also nodded with a smile, "Then I'll offend you."

He also noticed that the person beside him really didn't care about these things.

Moreover, this person has a mysterious origin. Although he is the deputy minister of the overseas department, he has almost never seen this person in any documents or official occasions.

If it wasn't for the sudden news from the Ministry of Yang, he would not even know that there is a third vice minister besides Wu Lan and Ji Po in the overseas department.

Looks like some kind of hidden trump card.

Li Le brought He Ao to his car, which looked old and looked like an old car that should have been scrapped ten years ago.

"The conditions here are like this."

Li Le smiled awkwardly.

"Ah."

He Ao scanned the cars parked around the parking lot, opened the back door of Li Le's car, and got in.

Seeing He Ao's actions, the smile on Li Le's face remained unchanged. He opened the driver's door, sat in the driver's seat, and put on his seat belt.

At this moment, his smile sank, "He Bu, did you find anything?"

He didn't stop the movement of his hands, and started the vehicle as usual.

"Will you take a more remote road when you go back?"

Ho asked softly.

"It will pass through a short mountain road. The population here is not so dense. Basically, there are only a few roads to choose when entering the city, and they will pass through relatively remote places."

Li Le replied slowly.

At this time, he had already started the vehicle, and with a slight tremor, the old car staggered out of the parking space.

"Just follow the original plan."

With a steady tone, He Ao took out his mobile phone and sent Yang De a message that he arrived safely.

"Hebu, are you in trouble?"

Li Le held the steering wheel with one hand, and touched under his seat cushion with the other hand, "Do you want to call someone?"

"It's not too much trouble."

He Ao yawned, took out a blindfold from his schoolbag, and put it on his head, "I'll squint for a while, just call me when I get to a remote place."

Li Le glanced at He Ao who was leaning on the car door through the rearview mirror, who seemed to have really fallen asleep.

This He Bu is really puzzling.

But since this guy said it wasn't too much trouble, he probably only had some D-level and E-level youngsters.

Although Li Le didn't know how he was exposed, as long as there was no C-level around, he and this He Bu could still get away easily.

The old car slowly drove out of the parking lot.

At the same time, several vehicles that were scattered in the parking lot also started at the same time.

(End of this chapter)