Battlefield Contractor

In the safe house in Las Vegas, Lin Rui held a piece of paper in his hand and frowned, "Is it all on it?"

"Yes, this is the private plane that has applied for a route but has not yet taken off in the last few days.?" Crystal nodded, "And I have already seen it with the actuary, and there is nothing unusual about these. It’s almost impossible for everyone in a private jet to interact with Liszt and Whitman. These people have different backgrounds, but they are definitely not related to the two of them."

"Maybe he and Ben don't need to know the owner, they just need to borrow one of the planes." Yelena frowned.

"You mean. They are trying to hijack one of the private jets?" Jiang An frowned.

"Yes, if they still have accomplices, they are fully capable of doing this." Crystal nodded.

"Hijacking a completely unrelated private jet, and it has already applied for a route. Then they can take the first step to safely evacuate before facing a large-scale round up." Jiang An nodded.

"But with so many private jets, which one of them will they choose?" Crazy Horse frowned.

"The choice was naturally to leave the United States. If they were exposed about stealing the Pandora plan, they would not be safe to stay anywhere in the United States. The safest way is to leave the United States. So the plane they chose should be planned to leave the United States. Maybe it's going to Mexico, maybe it's going to a certain country in South America, it's impossible to stay in the United States anyway." Jiang An immediately reacted.

Lin Rui looked down at the piece of paper and said in a low voice, "It seems that we finally got a little bit of opportunity. But time is running out. This plane will leave tomorrow morning for Colombia. There is no time to rest. , We have to prepare immediately, and maybe we can make it back."

The morning sun shines on McCarran International Airport, and private jets are parked in this area. Las Vegas is a place of drunkenness, and the real rich people spend their money on private jets. The airport has also opened up a dedicated parking space for these wealthy people.

A small business jet is not very prominent among them. They were originally scheduled to fly to Colombia, and they have already made preparations before taking off. However, the passengers were not there yet, and it was less than an hour before departure.

When the captain was about to ask if there were any changes to today's itinerary, the boss had already called and informed him that the itinerary had not changed. But the boss is going to play in Las Vegas for a few more days and will not leave for the time being. But he has several guests who need to be sent to Colombia, so the itinerary remains unchanged.

When the captain was helpless, several people had already boarded the plane. One of the Asian youths looked at him and smiled, "Mr. Captain? I just talked to your boss on the phone, presumably you have also been notified that we are coming, right?"

"Uh, yes. Are you several?" The captain hesitated.

"Yes." Lin Rui smiled, and then turned to wink at the players, who also sat down with a smile. I saw that these people were men and women, and they were well-dressed, and there were a few bodyguards standing beside them. The captain thought they were the friends who his boss asked to be sent away. Now smiled and greeted them. But he did not forget to confirm with his boss.

After verifying that it was correct, the captain said to Lin Rui, "Sir, it's not time to take off yet. We may have to wait for a while."

"It doesn't matter, I can forgive it." Lin Rui smiled slightly. Sergey whispered in his ear, "Boss, how did you convince the owner of this plane."

"We told him that his private jet would be attacked. You know, the richer the more, the more afraid of death." Jiang An smiled slightly.

"You told him directly, then he won't call the police?" Sergey said in surprise.

"Don't worry, Crystal has warned him. And people like them are very smart and know the depth." Lin Rui whispered, "What we have to do now is to wait patiently and try to get Liszt and Whitman away. Come out. Now they must be staring nearby."

"Boss, won't they stop coming?" Sergey frowned.

"They think they have been exposed now, but they are still not sure whether they have alarmed the CIA. So they must be anxious to leave, and this is the best way, so it is impossible for them not to appear." Jiang Jian said in a low voice.

But to their surprise, a little bit of time passed and neither Liszt nor Whitman appeared. Is your judgment wrong? Lin Rui frowned slightly.

If they really don't show up, do you really want to go to South America with the plane? Lin Rui felt that now he felt like riding a tiger. What are these two **** agents thinking?

The time was very close to the departure time, and even Jiang An, who had always been calm, hesitated. He whispered to Lin Rui, "What to do?"

"Do nothing, continue to wait." Lin Rui whispered, "This is their best way to evacuate. I don't believe they will not show up."

Snake Eye sat on the side of the cabin and looked outside and said, "It seems that an airport car is coming."

"Car?" Lin Rui frowned.

"It looks like an airport car, and several people in it are wearing work clothes and holding tool boxes." Snake Eye whispered. Lin Rui also opened a corner of the curtain and looked out. "This is the first time I have seen someone such a sophisticated toolbox. It looks like a multi-layer Kevlar material, anti-collision design. Guess what it will be?"

"It's still a guess, it must be the stolen information." Crazy Horse whispered.

"It seems that they finally can't calm down." Lin Rui smiled slightly. "All ready?"

"As long as they come up, Lao Tzu will show them good looks. That **** spy almost killed me while at the MGM Grand Hotel!" Sergey gritted his teeth.

"Relax, don't be scared. They will definitely find excuses and try to get on the plane to check." Lin Rui said in a low voice, "Be careful, don't let them know and run away. These people were all professional agents, very Be alert and react very quickly."

The team members nodded and pretended to talk casually. Sergey, Sandro and others were drinking and playing cards beside the bar counter in the cabin.

Lin Rui turned his head out of the window and watched the people approaching through the reflection of the glass in the cabin window. He could see the facial contours of those people clearly, and the black man walking in front was indeed the Whitman they had been tracking before. Among the two people who followed, one was also similar to Liszt.