Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Wu Yue turned her head and was startled, and lightly touched Li Mo's arm: "Mr. Qin, are you okay?"

Li Mo closed his eyes, not daring to look at the plane again. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his flustered heart. It took a while before I opened my eyes, wiped the sweat from my forehead and whispered: "You two, be quiet, listen to me, we leave here immediately, this flight cannot be boarded."

Dashan and Wuyue looked at each other, stood up silently without thinking much, picked up the travel bag they were carrying and walked outside. Forget about the three checked suitcases. Fortunately, the most important ID cards, passports, wallets, etc. are all in the carry-on bag.

"Mr. Qin, what shall we do next?"

May asked solemnly.

"You can check other flights, we can change the flight halfway, there is no need for a direct flight."

"Shall I see the flight?"

Wu Yue quickly took out her mobile phone and looked through it, and said after a few minutes: "The nearest flight goes directly to Vancouver, it takes more than three hours, and then we can transfer from Vancouver to Modu International Airport."

Li Mo thought for a while and said, "Okay, we don't leave the station, we go directly to change the ticket."

The three of them took their passports and went to the re-booking window. An hour later, they rechecked their tickets and entered the departure hall for Vancouver.

"Mr. Qin, is there a problem with the direct flight to Kyoto?"

"Seeing that plane has a very ominous premonition. Maybe I'm worrying too much, or maybe my thoughts are too complicated and I'm too nervous."

Dashan and Wuyue had already seen Li Mo's super sense, so hearing what he said, their hearts suddenly became heavy.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the flight to Vancouver told passengers to board. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed safely at Vancouver International Airport.

"Mr. Qin, the direct flight to Shanghai takes off in one hour. Let's go directly to the ticket gate."

"Um."

Li Mo followed the flow of people and came out of the ordinary warehouse. He was carrying a small bag and looked up at the sky, as if there was an invisible stone pressing down on his heart.

"Mr. Qin, are you all right?"

May opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.

"Hopefully my hunch is wrong."

Wu Yue glanced at Dashan, and they understood the meaning of Li Mo's words. If his hunch is true, it means that the chances of survival for the tourists on that plane are too low. The probability of an air accident is the lowest among all means of transportation, but once it happens, the death rate is also the highest.

But even if he really had a premonition that something would happen to the plane, he couldn't tell everyone, otherwise someone from the special department of the United States would definitely come to find fault with him.

"Mr. Qin, man cannot conquer the sky." Da Shan comforted him in this way.

Li Mo let out a long breath of foul air, and his mood relaxed a lot. He patted his bag and said, "Let's go, we'll treat you to something good, and you can order whatever you want."

After five o'clock, the three of them finally boarded the flight to Shanghai. They were booked in first class. This flight was still domestic, and most of the tourists boarded the plane were Chinese, and their accents were immediately very friendly.

"Hi sir, would you like something to drink?"

A slender young stewardess with an iconic appearance walked up to Li Mo and asked with a smile.

"Is there any lemonade? I just ate some fried chicken at the airport. It was very greasy."

"Beauty, give me a drink too." Da Shan quickly added another drink. The three of them searched a lot but found nothing delicious. Finally, they ordered hamburger and fried chicken, which at least tasted good.

"Okay, sir, just a moment, please."

There is a dedicated stewardess service in the first class, and two glasses of lemonade are quickly brought to the side.

"Thanks."

The stewardess did not leave immediately, but leaned down and asked politely: "Mister looks familiar, I seem to have seen you somewhere, are you a big star?"

Li Mo turned his head to look at that delicate face, then touched his chin with a very distressed expression: "I have been misidentified by many people. They all think that I am like a superstar in China. Someone once persuaded me I entered the entertainment circle to do that imitation show, how can I not know what I have, I don't want to be a clown."

The stewardess walked with an embarrassed smile, but she was still a little puzzled when she walked to the meal preparation area. The handsome young guy looked familiar, did he really just look alike?

"Mr. Qin, I think with your skills, becoming an action star will definitely be a big hit." Da Shan jokingly said, "Anyway, you already have a star face, and your debut is the pinnacle."

Li Mo drank the lemonade in his cup in one gulp, leaned his head on the soft back of the chair and said, "What is it that makes a celebrity picture? Is it fame? Or profit? Anyway, I don't lack both of these now, so I'm still honest. It’s best to be a people’s teacher. With my salary of a well-off life, I enjoy being admired by countless students. From nine to five, I go out to visit the antique market when I have time, and go home to accompany my wife and children. Those little days Only then can there be taste."

"makes sense."

For a god like Li Mo, what else does he need to do with fame and wealth, his ideological realm is infinitely higher than that of ordinary people.

"Hi sir, do you need a blanket?"

Another beautiful and sweet stewardess walked up to Li Mo and asked with a smile.

Before Li Mo could answer, the other VIPs in the first class were upset. This kid just has a pretty face. What's so special about it? The flight attendants stared at his face one by one.

"Beauty, bring me a soft blanket."

The flight attendant hurriedly replied with a smile: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Li Mo saw that she was still waiting for his reply, so he nodded.

"Mr. Qin, if you put on a blindfold and pretend to sleep, no one will bother you anymore."

Li Mo took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Si Rui, telling her about his connecting flight and direct flight to Shanghai, so as not to worry her.

The plane began to taxi, increasing speed, piercing the sky into the clouds.

Huaxia, Kyoto.

Qin Sirui was awakened by an urgent knock on the door, she hurriedly got up and opened the door, only to see Shiyi standing at the door in panic.

"Mom, what happened?"

Shi Yi's face was extremely pale, and her tone of voice was trembling: "Si Rui, what flight is Xiao Mo's flight back to China?"

Si Rui trembled in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "It should be the flight at 12:30 noon in the United States, and it should be our night after calculation. Mom, what happened?"

Shiyi swayed and collapsed on the ground.

Bai Hui and his wife rushed over to help her onto the sofa.

"Mom, don't scare me, what happened?"

"The flight that Xiaomo was on disappeared, Xiaomo...he..."

Qin Sirui's pretty face was extremely pale in an instant.

"Miss Qin, why don't you call again and ask for details, maybe the information is wrong?"

Bai Hui asked with concern, and they were also very surprised, because they also knew that Li Mo came back on that flight. If the plane really crashes, the chances of being alive are too slim.

Qin Sirui stumbled back to the bedroom, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table with trembling hands, and after unlocking it, a short message popped up, which was sent to her by Li Mo.

Then she heard a cry of surprise from the bedroom, and she hurriedly rushed out waving her mobile phone and said, "Mom, look, Xiaomo didn't take that flight, and he went to Vancouver for business. He took a nonstop flight from Vancouver to Magic City." The flight from Beijing sent me this text message before the flight departed."

Shiyi got up from the sofa at once, grabbed Si Rui's phone and read the text message carefully, then closed her eyes and patted herself on the chest, panting and said: "Si Rui, hurry up, contact your grandpa and the others, Tell them about Xiaomo's turnaround, and they're probably in a panic right now."