The strongest soldier

At noon the next day, there was still no news from Hongmeihua. Luo Zheng silently looked at the sunshine outside the window in the office, his eyes were red, and he was worried about Hongmeihua's safety. Luo Zheng didn't sleep the whole night, just walking around. As he waited for the news, his whole body exuded a cold aura, and the hidden murderous aura made Liu Qingqing afraid to walk into the back room to say a few words of concern.

After the rain, the sun shines in through the clean floor-to-ceiling glass windows, swaying on the carpet, bringing a bit of warmth to the room, but it cannot bloom. The expression on Luo Zhengsenhan's face, his tiger eyes were slightly condensed like blades, looking at him intently. Looking at the empty space in front of him, the whole person seemed to be deep in thought.

The room was quiet, and a depressing atmosphere filled the air. The air seemed to have solidified. The breakfast placed on the coffee table, which Lan Xue had brought an hour ago, was already cold. Luo Zheng was worried and didn't eat it at all. Liu Qingqing wanted to come in to help clean up and give some advice, but she didn't dare, for fear of affecting Luo Zheng's thinking. She sighed in the outer room, and finally called Lan Xue to explain the situation.

Lan Xue understood Luo Zheng's mood and signaled Liu Qingqing not to disturb him. It wouldn't be a big problem if he didn't eat. Liu Qingqing hung up the phone speechlessly and sighed. Suddenly, he heard a rapid ringing of the phone. He couldn't help but startled and turned around to look. I went and found that it was Luo Zheng, who had already picked up the cell phone lying next to him and answered the call.

Liu Qingqing was curious who would call Luo Zheng so early? Everyone knew that Luo Zheng was in an extremely bad mood and did not dare to disturb him at this time. Even Lan Xue motioned to Liu Qingqing not to disturb him. It was obvious that the call was not from one of his own. Liu Qingqing walked to the door curiously and suddenly saw Luo Zheng's cold expression changed, and he was a little more surprised. Then he heard Luo Zheng shout: "Quick, help me call Xue'er over."

"Oh, okay." Liu Qingqing didn't know why and quickly agreed.

Luo Zheng hung up the phone and let out a long sigh. His unfocused eyes as he looked out the window became sharp, with a sense of fighting intent. He retracted his gaze and glanced at the morning bowl of cold dumplings placed next to him. He picked up his chopsticks and ate like a jujube, swallowing it all in a few gulps, even the cold soup.

At this time, Lan Xue happened to rush in. Seeing this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that things must have turned around, otherwise Luo Zheng would not be in the mood to spend this morning, so he quickly walked into the back room and asked with concern: "What happened? "

"Here he is, just in time." Luo Zheng put down the bowl, glanced at Liu Qingqing who followed him, and said with a solemn expression: "Do you still remember Bafeier?"

"Remember, what happened?" Lan Xue asked curiously. Bafield was one of the twelve elders of the Dark Church who was the only one to instigate rebellion. He was in charge of the transportation industry in the Dark Church.

This matter was top secret, Liu Qingqing didn't know about it, but he knew that it was not simple, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. He pricked up his ears and listened. Since Luo Zheng wouldn't let her leave, Liu Qingqing would naturally not miss such a big thing.

"He just gave me a call and said that he was asked to arrange a private jet. According to his people's report, a team of ten people wanted to use it. They all carried guns and were escorting a woman. He also said that the woman He is an Oriental because he spoke Chinese Mandarin and was heard by his people, but his people were only responsible for flying the private jet to the designated location and left it alone after handing it over to this team." Luo Zheng explained in a deep voice. .

"What do you mean?" Lan Xue was startled, then suddenly realized, and said quickly: "The identity of the target must be determined immediately. Contact Sister-in-law Xuelian about this matter, she has a way."

"Inform Xuelian immediately." Luo Zheng looked at Liu Qingqing and warned.

Liu Qingqing agreed and hurriedly dialed the internal line. Luo Zheng looked at Lan Xue and said solemnly: "I suspect it's Red Plum Blossom. The person who can call Bafield to arrange transportation must not be simple. He is either a Holy King or a Saint." Lord, only people with these two identities are qualified to directly give instructions to Bafield on the phone."

"You mean that the escort team was the one who kidnapped Hong Meihua?" Lan Xue asked in a deep voice.

"Is there any other explanation?" Luo Zheng asked: "The red plum blossom must have been kidnapped by people from the Dark Church. The person who can call Bafield must be a core figure of the Dark Church. There must be something to do with it."

"It makes sense." Lan Xue agreed.

While the two were talking, Xuelian hurried over, holding a notebook in her hand. She sat down as soon as she came in. She looked at the two of them curiously and asked, "I'm busy right now, what's going on?"

"There is something that requires your action." Luo Zheng said, explaining the information and his speculation.

Xuelian thought it made sense when she heard it, and immediately asked about the departure address and specific time of the private jet. Xuelian was indeed a top computer expert. She immediately entered the airport where the private jet took off. It was a private jet club, and the club's system had takeoff records. , which includes the specific departure time and aircraft model, but there is no destination record or boarding personnel record.

"What's wrong?" Luo Zheng asked anxiously.

"What model? Where is it?" Lan Xue also asked.

"I found it. It's a Gulfstream G650 business jet. Buffel told no lies about this. The take-off location is in our neighboring country. I didn't expect that the opponent has kidnapped Hongmeihua and brought it to the neighboring country. Now we are in trouble." Xuelian said worriedly.

Neighboring countries are in the airspace of other countries. Unless neighboring countries are notified to help intercept, they cannot stop the flight of the aircraft at all. The problem is that there are many variables in interception. Let alone whether neighboring countries will help intercept, even if the interception is successful, they may not be able to intercept. As a top agent in the country, Hongmeihua often gets into trouble with neighboring countries. She is considered an unpopular figure in neighboring countries. No one knows what will happen if she falls into the hands of a neighboring country. More importantly, what if the kidnapper jumps over the wall in a hurry? The risk here is too great.

Luo Zheng was naturally aware of the trouble involved. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Which way are you going to fly to? Where do you expect to land and refuel?"

"The Gulfstream G650 business jet has a cruising speed of 0.85 to 0.90 Mach and a top speed of 0.925 Mach. It can fly close to the speed of sound. It has a range of 13,000 kilometers at a speed of 0.85 Mach. It is the fastest among business jets. It is difficult to catch up with private jets, and military aircraft are suspected of invading airspace. In addition, the interior of the aircraft is luxurious, not only equipped with a full kitchen and bar, but also a variety of entertainment designs, including satellite phones, wireless Internet, etc. Once The Dark Church must know that our military plane is approaching," Xue Lian reminded, her face solemn and her eyes full of worry.

"It's useless for business jets to catch up and stop them. It's useless for military jets to catch up. Unless they attack indiscriminately, it will kill Sister Hua. We also have no way to arrange military jets to intercept through the airspace of various countries unless the local countries cooperate. In case of local countries What to do if there is a direct missile attack?" Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng and reminded him eagerly.