Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 227 Huang Shiyu With The Bomb
Luo Yi came to the airport in Dachang City. Due to the impact of the starving ghost incident last time, the traffic in Dachang City has not completely recovered, and only a few planes can still fly.

As for Yang Jian's exclusive helicopter, don't even think about it, that thing is too slow!

"Tang Wanwan, I'm in the airport lounge of Dachang City, help me book two air tickets to Dajing City, the sooner the better." Luo Yi used a satellite positioning phone to contact his exclusive operator.

"Are there any cabin and airline requirements?"

"No, just figure it out."

"Okay, I'll use my authority to book it for you. Special staff will come to pick you up later, or you can go directly to the boarding gate, and they will find you," Tang Wanwan said.

With the surveillance at the airport, as long as Luo Yi didn't hide his body on purpose, it would be easy to find him.

"Let's go and have a look." Luo Yi stood up, and Huang Shiyu looked around with his eyes following behind him.

When going through the security check, Luo Yi saw a person carrying a large box, which contained some bottles and cans, as well as some ceramics and jade wares, some of which were yellowed and some had missing corners.

"What are these things for you?" The security inspector picked up one of them and looked under the light source for a few moments.

"Oh, comrade, be careful, these are antiques." The middle-aged man hurriedly said protectively.

"Show me that bottle?" the security inspector pointed to a black ceramic jar.

"There's nothing in it, take a look." The man tilted the mouth of the bottle, the inside was pitch black and there was nothing.

While the man was still going through the security check, a sharp siren sounded behind him, and not only the surrounding passengers, but even the ground crew and the armed police stationed surrounded him.

"Who is it, raise your hand!" an armed policeman asked with a gun in his hand.

"Comrade armed police, she has a gun on her body!" The security inspector pointed at Huang Shiyu in panic.

"This?" Huang Shiyu reached out to touch the gun on his body.

"Stop, don't move, raise your hands above your head." In just a few breaths, more than a dozen armed police pointed their guns at the two.

"Raise your hands above your head, I now suspect that you are carrying a dangerous weapon!" An armed policeman pointed a gun at Luo Yi.

"I advise you to put down the toy in your hand, I really hate when people point guns at me!" Luo Yi snorted coldly, looking at the crowd with dark eyes.

"Brother, did I cause trouble? This gun was given to me by Brother Zhang Wei. He said that I am very talented. He asked me to go back and practice more, and I will compete with him next time." Huang Shiyu has never seen such a scene before. His face turned pale, and he hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, they can't do anything!" Luo Yi reassured, and did not blame her. She is a ten-year-old child, and it is normal for her to have some common sense.

After all, when I was at Raffles, almost everyone around me had a gun, and it would be wrong for her not to accept what Zhang Wei gave her.

"I told you to raise your hands and don't speak!" The armed police headed scolded, and opened the safety of the gun with a click.

"Stop, stop quickly!" Zuo Song, an airport manager, ran over quickly and stood in the middle of several people.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, I'm sorry Team Luo, I'm late", Zuo Song first bowed down to apologize to Luo Yi, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, he didn't know if it was fake or scared.

"Forget it, you are also doing routine work, I will not make it difficult for you." Luo Yi said.

"Thank you for your understanding. I rushed over as soon as I received the notice from above."

"This is the person in charge of Yuzhou City. He is a special personnel. He is allowed to carry any weapons. You guys should leave!" Zuo Song said to the ground crew and armed police officers.

"And you flight attendants, let the passengers board the plane in an orderly manner, and stop watching." Zuo Song said.

"Captain Luo, sorry for wasting your time." Zuo Song continued.

"Do you need to check again?" Luo Yi asked calmly.

"Can you?" Zuo Song asked cautiously.

Luo Yi glanced at him and said calmly, "As long as it's business, I don't have any objections."

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief. He received the notice from above that this Luo Yi's reception standard is very high, as long as he has requests, he must try his best to meet them. When necessary, he will completely follow the command and does not need to report.

The female security inspector Liu Qing carefully inspected Huang Shiyu, took a gold pistol from her body, and grabbed two magazines from her pocket.

"Director, this?"

"Never mind, continue!" Zuo Song wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Liu Qing licked her somewhat dry lips, and continued to search Huang Shiyu's pocket on the other side.

This time, a grenade was pulled out from inside.

"This..." Liu Qing carefully held it out with both hands, her legs were a little weak.

As a security inspector, she has inspected a lot of prohibited items over the years, but at most they are lighters, controlled knives and the like. She has never seen such outrageous items.

"This is also given to me by brother Zhang Wei. He said it was a baby from Yang Jian." Huang Shiyu said with a flushed face.

Ever since Luo Yi let her play with pistols on the ghost bus last time, she seemed to like these dangerous weapons. This time when she went to Dachang City, she took a lot of these hot weapons.

"Mr. Luo, you?" Liu Qing glanced at Luo Yi with some trepidation.

Luo Yi waved his hand: "I only have a knife, so I don't need to check it!"

"I'll go, these two are planning to hijack the plane!" said a melon-eating crowd watching.

"How could she do such a dangerous thing as a child? I think it was probably ordered by the man in black robe." A little fat man wearing glasses next to him said wisely.

"You're not right. You can see that those things are all golden. In my opinion, most of them are imitations." The middle-aged man who was carrying the cultural relics just now said.

"You are so funny, imitation items can make such a big commotion, not only the armed police came, but even the person in charge of the airport came, didn't you see that female security check was so frightened that her calves trembled?" Little Fatty road.

"Then they are finished. Carrying these things is enough to be punished severely." The middle-aged man said regretfully, "Young people nowadays, hey, they don't know the seriousness, they dare to do anything, even bring it to the airport."

But to the disappointment of these onlookers, Zuo Song just took a look, then led the two through the security check and went to the special passage.

"This is okay too?" The middle-aged man looked at the two of them dumbfounded, "Then can I do this too?"

"No, it's either consigned or temporarily confiscated. You can pick it up later!" The security inspector indifferently snatched the things from his hand and put them aside.

"Pfft!" The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Why can he bring a grenade, but I can't just bring a nail scissors." The man said with resentful eyes.

The security inspector gave him a serious look and said, "If you can ask the person in charge of the airport to escort you to the plane, you can too."

(End of this chapter)