Chapter 169: Capture
Wen Chong stood up suddenly: "What? Where are you now?"
Lu Lianbing immediately reported, "News has come in from Southern Province: a man resembling Kris was spotted boarding a plane ten minutes ago. However, the flight had already taken off when they discovered him."
Tu Lanxun asked, "Is it an international flight?"
"No. It's..." Lu Lianbing seemed a little hesitant, "Flying to Lucheng."
Tu Lanxun and Wen Chong exchanged a glance. Why would Kris come to Lucheng on his own initiative? Wouldn't that mean he was walking into a trap?
Wen Chong quickly responded: "How was the security check before takeoff?"
Tu Lanxun suddenly turned to look at Wen Chong: "You don't suspect there's a bomb on the plane, do you?"
By the way, with Kris’s wealth, he can easily allocate private jets under the name of the Kingdom Group or not, and it may not be discovered by the Tourism Authority.
Why would he take a public flight?
If that plane was a huge bomb flying towards Lucheng... everything would be explained.
Lu Lianbing had already opened his laptop and was playing the surveillance video provided by the Southern Province. He saw a man with a bloated back standing in the queue. After being scanned twice by the security inspector, he picked up a business silver suitcase and walked towards the departure gate.
The figure, like many middle-aged men, had a protruding belly and a slightly hunched back, but Tu Lanxun still noticed something amiss.
"Look at his legs," Lu Lianbing said. "His belly is protruding, but his legs are long and straight, not thick at all. And his height matches Kris's. The shape of his head is similar, too."
Height and skull shape cannot be changed. This man, who mingled with ordinary passengers, most likely had a fat belly and thin legs not because of chronic diseases such as diabetes, but because he stuffed something in his clothes or wore several thick inner layers.
The man's head shape and height are exactly the same as Kris's.
"The luggage inspection records at the time showed that his suitcase contained only a pair of disassembled rehabilitation crutches, some books and documents, a change of underwear, a small bottle of detergent and other daily necessities," said Lu Lianbing.
Wen Chong asked, "What is the identity information on the ticket?"
"It's a pseudonym." Lu Lianbing said directly without even looking at the records: "My name is Zhang Zun, an account manager at a financial company, and my registered residence is in Southern Province. My identity information is being verified, and it seems there's no problem at the moment."
Wen Chong took a breath. "That's the real identity of the shell, or a particularly well-forged fake one. How long will it take for the plane to land?"
Lu Lianbing said, "We arrived at Lucheng International Airport in two hours and eleven minutes. The plane was sixty percent full."
Wen Chong didn't say anything. He turned around, picked up the landline, and dialed a number. After a few brief instructions, he said into the receiver, "Okay. If it's confirmed to be vacant, then prepare the D-701 backup military airfield in the eastern suburbs for me. Clear the area within a three-kilometer radius and impose martial law."
Tu Lanxun had a vague idea of what Wen Chong was about to do. Sure enough, after hanging up the phone, Wen Chong looked up at Lu Lianbing and said, "Notify the Air Traffic Control Department now. Contact the pilot and co-pilot immediately and have the plane land at the nearby D-701 backup military airfield in the eastern suburbs of He Province. The plane is about to enter He Province airspace."
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He Province isn't close to East Province, but rather a lush, plain province to the south, known for its love of freshwater fish and its sweet, spicy flavors. It takes nine hours to drive from Lucheng to He Province.
But Tu Lanxun and others did not need to drive. Wen Chong directly called the Tourism Administration's special plane. If nothing unexpected happened, they would arrive at the East Suburb Military Airport in He Province within two hours.
"I think there's something wrong." As they boarded the plane, Tu Lanxun couldn't help but say to Wen Chong, "It's a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain."
Wen Chong didn't even raise his head: "Do you have any evidence?"
Tu Lanxun shook his head. "No. But anyone can tell with a casual glance that Kris is definitely not that simple. Would he pack himself up in a flying tin can and stare at us to catch him? And now there's a vague consensus that Kris may have already left his human form."
Wen Chong sat next to her, fastened his seatbelt, and held his sunglasses in his hand: "There's still no evidence."
Tu Lanxun was a little annoyed by Wen Chong's nonchalant attitude. Wen Chong asked nonchalantly, "How many contingency plans have you made?"
"Three possibilities." Tu Lanxun stared at Wen Chong's expression. "The first is that the whole thing is a complete misunderstanding. Zhang Zun is Zhang Zun and has nothing to do with Kris. The second is that you bet right. Zhang Zun is Kris. He's so stupid that he's so confident in his disguise. Haha. The third is that Zhang Zun is a smokescreen put up by Kris. K specifically found someone with a similar appearance to lure us out of Lucheng so that he can do something else with Lucheng. And the plane may not be safe either."
Wen Chong suddenly seemed interested: "How is it unsafe?"
Tu Lanxun said, "It might be a dual-mode bomb. I'm just guessing. If the plane can land in Lucheng smoothly, then it will explode in Lucheng. I can't tell whether it's a physical bomb or a soul bomb, but it has its own effect. If it is forced to land in another safe area, then it will wait for an opportunity to bomb those who come to investigate. Most of them are elite members of the Tourism Administration, such as you. But this kind of bombing doesn't necessarily kill them, it can also control them. But if it can't land in Lucheng and you force it to land in a 'safe open area'..."
Wen Chong turned to look at Tu Lanxun and urged him, "Don't keep me in suspense. Go on."
Tu Lanxun closed his eyes. "If I were Kris, I'd stage an explosion show high in the sky, using the death of everyone on the plane as a gimmick, letting everyone feel my terror. I'd conquer their hearts. Or at the very least, I'd temporarily paralyze this country's shipping."
Wen Chong smiled and said, "Very insightful."
A message from the computer ghost flashed on Tu Lanxun's phone.
"Is it really reliable?" Tu Lanxun glanced at the chilling interior of the plane, as if he was being carried to an unknown fate.
Wen Chong answered this seemingly ambiguous question: "You can trust him to get things done."
At this time, Lu Lianbing came in from the plane door and found her seat. She looked uneasy and turned around to ask Tu Lanxun and the others, "What were you talking about? What are you talking about?"
Tu Lanxun was stunned for a moment and said, "Nothing. We were discussing not letting Zhang Zun get away. What if he really is Kris?"
Lu Lianbing smiled. "He can't escape. I've checked the D-701 military airfield in He Province. There are no houses within a ten-kilometer radius. It's just barren mountains and wilderness with only two or three accessible roads. Unless he grabs a plane or infantry fighting vehicle and escapes, he can't escape. Of course, that's impossible."
The Tourism Administration's special plane glided into the air, and Tu Lanxun's heart also fell into the sea of clouds. This trip was destined not to be a safe one.
After the flight stabilized, Lu Lianbing asked, "Director Wen, is there no one in Lucheng who can do it?"
Wen Chong closed her eyes slightly, looking a little tired. She said, "There are still Li Ao and Zhao Kuanqiao. It's not like they will stop moving if they leave us."
Lu Lianbing lowered his voice and agreed, "That's the truth."
Looking at the Lucheng below, which is getting smaller and farther away, the white clouds are warm and the sun shines equally on the city, towns and fields. Everything seems peaceful.
But Tu Lanxun had a feeling that the decisive battle began at this moment.
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The Tourism Administration's special plane arrived at the D-714 military airport in the eastern suburbs of He Province one hour and thirty minutes later. It was more than ten kilometers away from the backup 701 airport, and the civil aviation flight that made an emergency landing was also detained at 701 an hour ago.
"That's fast! Over twenty minutes faster than expected." Tu Lanxun, feeling a bit airsick, stood up and swayed a bit, but was finally supported by Lu Lianbing, who smiled and said, "Yes, today's pilot is a retired fighter pilot."
Tu Lanxun still felt a little nauseous, but he forced himself to get off the plane with the two men. The local military district's jeep had already parked on the side. Wen Chong and the leading officer saluted each other and then smiled, looking quite familiar with each other.
"My friend from before I retired." Wen Chong introduced the square-faced, burly male officer to Tu Lanxun and Lu Lianbing. "I had a brief military career a long time ago. This was my comrade at the time."
The officer, Shen Dongfang, was a man of few words. He simply escorted the three people into the vehicle, which was followed by three tactical off-road vehicles and a small green truck that resembled a small tank. The convoy headed towards the 701 Airport.
The road was surrounded by wastelands and hillsides. Although the temperature in the River Province did not drop below zero due to the cold winter wind, the fresh grassland had already exposed yellow-green ridges.
Wen Chong asked Shen Dongfang: "Has the passenger plane been brought under control?"
Shen Dongfang, clutching the intercom, nodded. "The passengers have been evacuated, and Zhang Zun has been apprehended. He only looks like the photo you sent, but he's actually different. He wasn't wearing any extra clothes underneath, he just had a big belly."
It was expected that Zhang Zun was not Kris.
Wen Chong asked, "Where's the luggage?"
Shen Dongfang shook his head. "He resisted fiercely at first, not wanting the soldiers to get close to his suitcase. He was quickly pinned down by the soldiers, and the suitcase was snatched from his arms. There was nothing special inside, just some books, clothes, and a cane. It matched the security records sent from Southern Province."
Tu Lanxun and Lu Lianbing were sitting in the back seat. When they made a sharp turn, Lu Lianbing's inertia pushed her forward, nearly throwing her out. She grabbed the car wall and asked, "Where's the detergent?"
Shen Dongfang was puzzled: "What detergent?"
Tu Lanxun and the others looked at each other, and they all knew that something was wrong.
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The D-701 backup military airport was in a state of serious order. The passengers had been evacuated, leaving only Zhang Zun, who was forced to squat with his head in his hands. His suitcase and personal belongings had been almost completely disassembled and inspected.
Is it really a misunderstanding?
Regardless of whether Tu Lanxun's words came true or not, Wen Chong and others seemed to have provided Kris with an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
"Director Wen." Lu Lianbing trotted forward and relayed the latest news from his phone: "News came from Southern Province saying that Zhang Zun's identity has been verified. He definitely exists. His teachers, classmates, and neighbors from childhood have all been found."
In this case, the information itself is of little significance.
But Wen Chong ignored Zhang Zun. He stopped a second before entering the plane to check, then turned around and stared at Tu Lanxun and Lu Lianbing behind him.
At some point, the soldiers brought by Shen Dongfang had raised their guns and pointed them at Tu Lanxun and the other man.
Wen Chong looked over coldly and said, "Are you disappointed?"
Tu Lanxun felt his nerves trembling.
Wen Chong didn't give him any time to react and shouted loudly, "Catch him!"
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