Chapter 639 Belmode's Mission (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)
There are a total of 17 flight attendants on the Boeing 747-400D passenger aircraft of Nottingham University.
But their mission today is different from usual. They only serve one man and one woman.
"Sir, welcome to this flight!"
At the entrance, the young and beautiful flight attendant, together with a group of flight attendants, warmly welcomed Sakaki's arrival.
They took the suitcases thoughtfully and respectfully.
Um.
Being polite is quite polite.
He was just too enthusiastic, making Sakaki slightly uncomfortable.
He always feels.
He didn't take a plane, but went to some kind of club.
After being invited into the first class cabin.
The blond woman leaning against the window, holding a glass of clear champagne in her hand, looked at him with interest.
Belmode has returned to the image of Chris Wynyard.
Her eyes lingered, staring at Sakaki's gloves. After a moment, she smiled, threw the plastic bag on her knees aside, and pointed to the single sofa in front of her:
"You came quite early, take a seat."
At this moment, there is still nearly an hour before the scheduled departure time of the plane. Even if there is no third person boarding the plane, we still have to wait where we are.
Sakaki Cheng was not polite to her, he sat down carelessly, put his chin in one hand, and asked:
"Is it credible?"
"Don't worry, this is an aircraft purchased by the organization."
Belmode took out a pack of women's cigarettes from his bag and snapped his fingers.
Snap!
The flight attendant immediately brought an ashtray and lighter, then bowed and left.
"call"
Belmode blew out a puff of fine white smoke towards the opposite side with a calm expression:
"The flight attendants are the people who organize the arrangements. In normal times, they travel around the flights and monitor celebrities at home and abroad."
"When the backbone of the organization is in need and they have no tasks."
"They will gather together and serve the backbone."
"Serve?"
Sakaki Cheng heard that there seemed to be a slight ambiguity in her tone.
“Yes, service”
She smiled slightly:
"Services in every sense of the word, as long as we give orders."
"after all."
"They are also a means and tool used by organizations to control upper-class people."
Sakaki's frown caught her attention:
"Do you hate it?"
"I really don't like it."
Taking out a cigarette, Sakaki caught the lighter thrown by Belmode and shook his head:
"But this is in line with the organization's consistent style."
"Strive to squeeze the value of everyone's use."
"I really disagree."
"I hate it too."
Belmode glanced out the window at the dense night, and the continuous beeping of the plane's taxiing engine, and she suddenly asked:
"Why do you want to go to the United States?"
".Commission."
"Whose commission?"
"The client's commission."
Her long golden hair was dancing, and she looked over with a faint smile on her lips:
"Personal issues will not receive organizational assistance."
"But Boss agreed. Do you know why?"
"Your presence here must be the Boss's order."
Without answering the question, Sakaki said calmly:
"Aren't you tired of being tested again and again?"
"Tired."
With her legs in black stockings crossed, Belmod breathed a sigh of relief:
"But Boss is that kind of person."
"He's more suspicious than Gin."
"I don't care."
Snap!
Saying that, Sakaki snapped his fingers.
The flight attendant waiting not far away immediately stepped forward and bowed after receiving the signal:
"What do you need?"
"A bottle of mineral water, thank you."
"I see."
Ever since he learned that the flight attendants were tissue culture personnel, Sakaki's tense nerves had relaxed a lot.
The organization had no ill intentions towards him, it was just using him to find out the mole.
"Don't you drink?"
Belmode raised his champagne glass:
"The road is still long"
"Extreme sports are not suitable for drinking."
After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, Sakaki said with a smile:
"You and I are different."
“It’s really different”
She sighed for a long time, her eyes full of indescribable sadness or sadness:
"You have to be careful."
"Time flies by very quickly."
"The next one is me, and the next one, who is it?"
She seemed to be talking to herself, but Sakaki heard something strange.
Bellmode meant something, but he didn't say it clearly.
Riddles and riddles
It became a little strange.
"Boeing 747-400D is a passenger aircraft."
Sakaki looked at the luxurious cabin and asked:
"Why buy a passenger jet like this when there are better options with private jets?"
"because."
Belmode took a sip of champagne and said with a smile:
"This aircraft belongs to an airline and is not a true private aircraft."
"Although this flight increase is temporary,"
"It has also gone through the public ticket sales stage."
Public ticket sales refer to publishing flight and seat information online and at airport ticket offices.
But
If the plane from Tokyo to the United States passed the public ticket sale stage, how could there be only two of them?
Think of this
Sakaki Cheng said:
"I'm afraid the public ticket sales won't be long."
"A good 10 seconds."
Belmode smiled faintly:
"However, only two lucky customers successfully bought tickets for this flight, and were upgraded to first class for free, enjoying the supreme VIP service of the 17 flight attendants."
As for who these two 'lucky' customers are.
Sakaki felt that there was no need to ask anymore.
"It is worth mentioning that of the two customers who took this flight, only one celebrity named Chrissy Wynyard boarded the plane on time."
Belmod raised his glass to each other from a distance, smiling broadly:
"Another guest named Sakaki Makoto."
"Because I was lost and delayed, I couldn't catch this flight."
"The FBI found nothing."
Here's a trick
Sakaki Cheng also raised the mineral water bottle in his hand:
"Is the parachute ready?"
"certainly."
"Who in the organization knows that I left Japan?"
"Everyone knows it."
The rich carbonic acid in the champagne dances on the tip of the tongue, giving it a long aftertaste.
Chrissy Wynyard, who has made countless people dream about her, has a bit of awe in her smile, at this moment.
She shook off the sadness and turned back into the ruthless Witch with a Thousand Faces:
"The war is coming, and the boss has made up his mind to find out the insider in the organization!"
so.
Sakaki thought silently:
Only then will the organization agree to help him and send him to the United States on a special plane.
With the help of this operation, he has been targeted by the FBI for a long time. He will definitely become a thorn in the opponent's side and a thorn in his flesh. He can't wait to get rid of him quickly!
It's dangerous, but like a poppy flower, it carries an extremely alluring magic power in its danger.
"So."
With a flash of his eyes, Sakaki leaned forward, put the cigarette butt in the ashtray in front of Belmode, and said:
"What role did you play in this operation?"
"The defender, the protective umbrella."
Fingertips roamed the hair, and Belmod's voice was very soft:
"My mission."
"It's to ensure that you can return to Japan alive."
"Even if there is only one breath left."