I cut reality into a movie

"Everyone listen to me!"

"The painter will definitely take the flight out of Chicago today, you all have to keep your eyes open for me, and keep an eye on everyone who enters the airport, understand?"

Marlowe's angry roar was exchanged for the reply from his subordinates full of fighting spirit: "We understand, Sir!"

There are Ming Gang in black suits, and there are secret whistles pretending to be passengers, housekeepers, and even airport taxi drivers.

Romon saw every FBI agent clearly through the virtual camera.

"Very well, I intentionally exposed my whereabouts for the purpose of setting up the airport for siege and interception, and you really didn't disappoint me."

Opening his mouth to praise the cooperation of the FBI, Romon turned around and called his eight female bodyguards out of the car, and then, surrounded by these eight girls, walked towards Chicago Midway Airport openly.

"Look! The stewardess team is here!"

"Wow, these stewardesses are so pretty!"

"Hiss~~ Really good legs, um, nice breasts too!"

Just as Romon expected, when the eight beautiful stewardesses he had carefully selected appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Of course, just relying on the stewardess to attract, it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net, so Luo Meng is still outside the airport, arranging a double guarantee.

"Station Master, here we are! We saw a young Asian in a captain's uniform in a Jetta outside the airport!"

Listening to the report from his subordinates on the phone, Marlowe almost shouted excitedly: "Keep an eye on him, don't let that bastard get away, I'll come out and arrest that bastard myself!"

Knowing the painter's whereabouts, Marlowe spewed hot white air from his thick nostrils. He waved to the younger brother beside him and rushed towards the gate of the terminal building.

Way to go, Inspector Marlowe.

Marlowe, who is chasing after people, has no intention of paying attention to the high-quality stewardess group passing by, but Romon, who is closely surrounded by the stewardess group, freezes the camera on his treacherous plan at the moment Marlowe leads the team to run past. A successful smile.

Romon was laughing, and Sequence Five was also laughing.

The slightly raised purple lips leave a charming lip print on the lower right corner of the star card.

After completing the 'stamping', Sequence Five handed over the star card to a waitress who specially registered crew members, and asked her to hand it over to Mr. Fox for herself:

"Ma'am, please give it to a co-pilot named 'Frank Taylor'."

"This……"

"I trust you to be a helpful lady."

After stuffing five hundred dollars under the counter, the waitress immediately brought up a bright smile: "Don't worry, ma'am, I will hand it over to your boyfriend exactly."

"Boy friend?"

Sequence Five shook his head with a smile: "No, my relationship with him is far more interesting than boyfriend and girlfriend."

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"Frank Taylor! Put your hands up and get out of the car slowly, you hear me!"

With a gun raised, Marlowe stood at the back door of the Jetta, yelling at the man in the car to come out.

And the man in the car was also very cooperative, he opened the door with a click, first stretched out his free hands from inside the car, and then slowly got out of the car.

"You are the painter, Frank Taylor?"

Looking at the unattractive Asian man in front of him, Marlowe asked in disbelief.

"Painter? What painter?" The man asked with a puzzled face, "I'm just an ordinary taxi driver, and a man gave me five hundred dollars to pick up someone here with the clothes I'm wearing today?"

"Who?"

Under Marlowe's trembling voice, the taxi driver unbuttoned his pilot uniform little by little, revealing the white T-shirt underneath, on which was written in black handwriting—【Marlowe, welcome to Chicago】

"Fuck!"

Marlowe, who realized that he was completely played with, finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart, and swears in public.

And at the same time he was swearing, Romon, who had carefully planned all this, had left eight of his bodyguards and came to the staff boarding gate.

"Are you Captain Frank Taylor?"

After looking around at Romon's age, status, and skin color, the female registrar who was bribed by Sequence Five asked.

"you know me?"

Romon was a little surprised, he didn't remember knowing this female registrar at all.

"No, Captain Taylor, I'm just waiting for you here."

While the female registrar was speaking, she took out the postcard left by Sequence Five and handed it to Romon: "This is a lady who asked me to give it to you."

"A woman gave it to me?"

Romon took the postcard, and there was only a simple sentence on it - [I lost this cat-and-mouse game, and I look forward to our next match. 】

"It turns out that the hacker who was eyeing me was not a brat, but a brat!"

Looking at the purple lip print left on the postcard by Sequence Five, Romon didn't find it strange at all. After all, in his heart, female hackers should be this kind of gothic dark style.

He has dark lips, dark nails, and he wears a crop top, shorts, fishnet stockings, and Martin boots.

Properly dress up as a spiritual girl in the second period.

It was precisely because of this stereotype that Romon completely regarded Sequence Five as a little girl's nonsense. With a flick of his wrist, the postcard in his hand began to burn silently. He would not take this kind of little girl to heart.

"A little magic trick."

After briefly explaining his behavior of playing with fire, Romon completed the employee registration under the bewildered eyes of the female registrar.

"Captain Taylor, I wish you a pleasant journey."

"Merry Christmas too, Ms. Jessica."

Glancing at the female registrar's badge, Romon smiled and said goodbye. With a flick of his wrist, he conjured up a Christmas candy tied with a bowknot shaped like an umbrella handle and gave it to Jessica.

"Is it all like this?"

"The 174 girls... No, it's 175 girls now, all of them were tricked by your little trick?"

However, if the cold wind blowing from Lake Michigan, Tifa's cold and resentful tone made the smile on Romon's face froze instantly.

As a photographer, Romon certainly knew that Tifa was coming from behind, but he didn't expect that Tifa's anger would be so powerful.

This is not something that can be done with one or two meals.

Romon licked his slightly dry lips, turned his face and smiled at Tifa: "Hahaha, I knew that in this world, you are the only one who can catch me, Agent Tifa."

"Don't talk nonsense, get on the plane with me!" With a blank look at Romon, Tifa reached out and grabbed Romon's sleeve, leading him to the airport.

"Get on the plane? I thought Agent Tifa would arrest me in Chicago." Of course Romon knew that Tifa would not arrest him, but in the movie, he had to ask this question.

"you!"

"Ah~~~ How did I meet such a bastard partner like you!"

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Romon was still immersed in the role of 'Frank Taylor', so Tifa, who had always doted on Romon, could only accompany him to act: "There is a little trouble on the plane you are going to take, You have to accompany me to the plane to settle the trouble."

"Little trouble? What trouble?" Romon didn't even know that the plane he was going to board was in trouble.

"Look at this."

Tifa opened her phone, and inside were some photos she had taken in the airport hall.

On the surface, these photos show a group of ordinary passengers, but if you look closely, you will find that there are uniform orange vests under the coats of these passengers.

"This orange vest looks familiar, it seems to be some kind of environmental protection organization."

"Stop using oil." Tifa said, "This group of people made a fuss at the airport yesterday, it should be on the news, haven't you seen it?"

Wasn't my mind on dealing with those eight girls yesterday?

Romon secretly complained, then used the system to briefly read yesterday's news, and commented:

"What are they doing? Hold up a sign to prevent others from flying, and then fly home after their activities are over?"

"Just go home and be fine."

Tifa worried: "When this group of people was expelled yesterday, someone shouted that people who fly on the plane will be wrathed by God and will fall from the sky."

"So they are going to turn the threat into reality?" Romon blinked: "But if the plane does fall, don't they die too?"

"In this kind of extremist organization, there will always be all kinds of lunatics, just like those human bombers. They know that they will die, but they still choose to use their lives as weapons."

Tifa said, looking at Romon expectantly: "I heard that the greatest liar in the world will make his deceptions infinitely real, so you, the first officer, really know how to fly a plane. Bar?"

"As I said, you, Agent Tifa, know me best in this world, so every judgment you make about me will be true."

Romon didn't answer directly, but his smile had already expressed everything.

"You're an asshole, but a useful asshole, come on, get on the plane with me."

Tifa continued to pull Romon towards the plane, but from now on, her steps were much lighter.

Rather than playing cat and mouse games with Romon, she prefers to be by Romon's side and handle various cases with him.

Of course, with her by this bastard's side, Tifa would never allow it. This bastard used the case as an excuse to find all kinds of messy girls.

If the case requires the cooperation of female characters, she, Tifa, is also the only heroine!

"You two are...?"

The stewardess who greeted the guests at the plane door understood that Romon, the captain in a pilot uniform, was here to snag the plane.

But what happened to the woman next to him who was dressed in a black suit and looked like a policeman?

Now the police can prostitute planes for nothing?

"This is my new flight attendant intern."

Luo Meng spoke indifferently, even though he himself came to prostitute other people's planes for free, he still dared to say one thing in a big way: I just brought people to prostitute for free, so what's the matter.

As for the reason why Romon dared to be so arrogant, of course it all depended on the sapphire pendant in his hand.

Every time he gave a gift to a stewardess, Romon would choose a sapphire pendant, but this time with Tifa following behind him, Romon couldn't habitually say: I see the blue sky in your eyes.

Meimei accepted Romon's sapphire pendant, and Jenny's attitude changed immediately:

"Captain Frank, you two are welcome to board my plane."

"Wish all of you a pleasant trip."

Chapter 098 One day, I will send Tifa to the position of director of the FBI

"Sorry, Miss Janfort."

"If you follow the usual flight conditions, I can arrange you to take a normal seat in the cabin."

"But now it's the Christmas holiday, there are a lot of passengers, and the entire cabin of the plane is full, so you can only stay with me in the service area and take the flight attendant's seat to endure."

After arranging Tifa in the flight attendant seat in the service area, the stewardess Jenny took the initiative to apologize to Tifa for the sake of the sapphire pendant.

It can be seen that money can make motui ghosts, and it is the absolute truth everywhere.

"No, no, Miss Jenny, you have helped me a lot by allowing me to take this plane, how dare I ask you for more."

Tifa replied politely, then looked at the navy blue stewardess uniform on Jenny, and tried to ask: "Miss Jenny, if it's convenient, there is something else, I would like to trouble you."

"You say."

"I want to ask you to borrow a flight attendant's uniform. Do you have any spare uniforms to lend me?"

In most cases, the black suit on Tifa can help her complete the important task of blending into the environment, but on the flight, this black suit is ineffective.

In fact, it’s not just black suits, as long as an adult dares to walk around the aisle of the cabin on a flight, it will arouse the vigilance of other passengers.

Either treat her as a policeman investigating the case, or treat her as a thief who checks on the spot.

Therefore, in order to hide her identity and better find out the extreme environmentalists hidden among the passengers, Tifa decided to directly pretend to be a flight attendant for investigation.

"Would you like to borrow a uniform to wear?"

Listening to Tifa's request, Jenny wondered: "I'm sorry, Ms. Zhanforte, my spare uniform happened to be cleaned, why don't you wait for me a moment, and I'll go ask the other flight attendants for you?"

"Don't be so troublesome."

Romon interrupted the conversation between the two, and handed the suitcase he had been carrying to Tifa: "Agent Tifa, open it and have a look."

"This isn't a uniform, is it?"

Tifa took the suitcase suspiciously, pulled the lock on it, and opened the suitcase to see that there was really a brand new flight attendant uniform inside.