The social atmosphere among the Saudis is somewhat different from that in the East. Apart from newspapers, other organizations have little interest in such supernatural things.
After all, we receive many of these tip-off or complaint calls every day.
But one is fine, two is fine too, but the result is hundreds or thousands.
Moreover, they didn't just talk about unidentified flying objects; they complained more about Saudi Arabia conducting military exercises without notifying residents.
It was already around 7 a.m., and many residents of the Far East had already left their homes to go to work or exercise.
Because Gao Gao chose the coastline, although he tried to avoid densely populated areas, he would still occasionally pass by some man-made buildings.
For example, bridges, viaducts, and unfinished buildings.
As a law graduate, Gao Feng's understanding of supersonic flight is about the same as that of an average college student.
He only knew that supersonic speed was fast, but he had only a vague understanding of the dangers that supersonic speed would bring.
He was so focused on his own speed that he ignored the mess he left behind.
If he looked back, he would find that every so often, an explosion would occur at the places he passed by.
The power of an explosion can vary greatly, depending entirely on its surrounding environment.
Some bridge piers collapsed, some building windows were shattered, and some trees were snapped in half.
As he continued on his journey, he pulled up more and more of these destroyed buildings and other objects.
The Saudi Far East government also gradually noticed the anomaly and began to investigate.
The Russians' lazy nature determined their efficiency; it wasn't until Gao Gao arrived in Anard that the Saudi Far East government decided to formally establish an investigation team.
At this time, only about two and a half hours had passed since Gao Ang departed from the border port.
From the northeastern border crossing of the Eastern Kingdom to Anard, the farthest city in the Saudi Far East, the land distance is nearly 4,000 kilometers.
Except for one rest break in the middle, which took about ten minutes, Gao Feng was running hard the rest of the time.
That is to say, his average speed is close to 1,800 kilometers per hour.
Upon arriving near Anard, Gao found a secluded area, took out clothes and shoes from the box, and put them on.
Then he took out a wad of banknotes from inside, which he had exchanged at the airport; they included not only Saudi Arabian banknotes but also those from the mountainous region.
Carrying his locked suitcase, Gao Ang strolled around this Far Eastern city, the easternmost part of the Saudi Arabian Empire.
The timing was perfect; the citizens of Anard were already up and going to work, and the shops were open.
Speaking a foreign language he wasn't fluent in, Gao bought some things and paid in cash.
After observing the area, Gao Ang confirmed that the Russian shops had virtually no surveillance cameras, and even the street cameras were scarce.
Avoiding the cameras, Gao left Anard city with a bunch of equipment.
There wasn't much stuff, just a set of diving equipment. I just threw the diving suit and stuff away somewhere.
All he needs is an oxygen cylinder and a waterproof case.
A bald man carrying an oxygen cylinder weighing several tens of kilograms and a large waterproof box in his hand looked strange no matter how you looked at it, especially since Gao Feng had an Asian face.
But he didn't care at all; wherever there were cameras, he would simply cover his face with an oxygen cylinder or a waterproof box.
As for being seen by the locals, so what?
To put it bluntly, so what if they filmed it? It's not like the resident databases of Saudi Arabia and the Eastern Kingdom are connected.
Fortunately, it was early morning, and there weren't many people on the street. Gao Ang, under the sparse, strange gazes, gradually left the residential area.
I found a spot near the beach, stripped myself naked again, packed my clothes into my suitcase, and then stuffed them into a waterproof box.
After determining its location, it opened its mouth, bit down on the breathing tube, and plunged headfirst into the Bering Strait.
From where he entered the water to the city of Will in the opposite mountain country, the straight-line distance is about 110 kilometers.
There's a small island in the middle called Ratman Island, but he doesn't plan to go ashore; that would waste his time and increase the risk of exposure.
The island between the Mountain Kingdom and the Sand Kingdom—it goes without saying that many eyes are watching this place.
At his previous swimming speed of about 5 meters per second, a distance of 110 kilometers would take him more than 5 hours.
However, Gao Feng had a feeling that he should be faster underwater than before.
Sure enough, after entering the water, he swung his long legs and shot out like a torpedo.
Using surrounding reference points, Gao estimated his underwater speed to be approximately 10 m/s.
In this way, his arrival time in Will City will be reduced to a little over two hours, less than three hours, and the oxygen cylinder he bought will be enough for him to last until then.
I thought the two hours would pass peacefully and boringly, but when Gao Ang swam halfway and approached the sea area of the mountain country, his heart skipped a beat.
He saw some spherical objects suspended underwater, each one dark and extremely large, practically black and thick.
If it were just a few, that would be fine, but the problem is that this is a whole bunch, a dense, massive bunch, and it's even connected by a network.
Gao Ang didn't know what this thing was, but he had a feeling it couldn't be anything good.
After slowing down and getting closer, I finally figured out what these things were: they were torpedoes.
Moreover, it was a hovering torpedo, covered with seaweed and other marine plants and animals, indicating that it had been stored for many years.
Gao Ang originally intended to continue diving down and cross the minefield from below.
However, the waterproof tank is not strong enough. It says on the tank that the maximum water depth cannot exceed 10 meters, while the current depth is about 8 meters.
Then let it float up a little?
Holding the waterproof tank with both hands, it floated up little by little.
If he had to choose between an oxygen cylinder and a waterproof container, he would definitely choose the waterproof container.
Even without the oxygen tank, he can still breathe on the surface of the water; he can just take a longer route.
But without the waterproof box, he would be in real trouble.
His ID card and other documents are all inside; without them, how will he get home...?
Carefully dodging one torpedo after another, my heart pounded with excitement.
Although the distance between each torpedo was about five or six meters, he was still afraid.
Who knows if these things will malfunction after being submerged for so many years? Maybe his movements were too large, causing the seawater to flow and the change in water pressure would cause these old parts to fall off, and then there would be a "bang"...
Quickly dismissing the thought, Gao Ang continued to wriggle forward.
Fortunately, nothing bad happened. Looking back at the densely packed ghostly things, Gao Ang slowly exhaled, regained his spirits, and swam towards the other side.
With the help of super eyesight and super hearing, Gao Ang easily evaded the patrols of the Mountain Country Coast Guard after going ashore.
After discarding the oxygen cylinder and burying the waterproof box in a safe place, Gao Ang carefully checked it over and, after confirming that there were no problems, picked up his suitcase and continued running.
This swim took a little longer than usual; it was around 1 p.m. Kyoto time.
Gao Ang estimated that it would take at least 3 hours for him to reach the city listed on Robert's passport, which would be 4 PM Kyoto time.
Based on the time difference between the Eastern Kingdom and the Mountain Kingdom, it should have been midnight, around 12:00 AM.
This timing is perfect; the body is just about to enter the sleep stage, making it much easier to perform vigorous activities.
Running is boring, so Gao Feng started to daydream.
"The TV shows are all lies. The Flash runs so fast and the ground is completely undamaged. That's not realistic at all. At my speed, every step I take would leave a small crater, let alone at his speed."
That's true. The biggest force that enabled him to break the sound barrier was actually the friction between him and the ground.
He exerts force through his body and pushes off the ground with both feet. Because forces are reciprocal, he is able to propel himself forward.
To break the sound barrier and achieve supersonic speeds, the reaction force would need to be enormous.
Similarly, the force exerted on the ground will be just as great.
If the ground isn't firm enough, he'll kick it until it's broken...
Fortunately, many of the routes he ran were in mountainous areas near residential areas, where there were plenty of fallen leaves and vegetation, so even if the ground was damaged, not many traces were left.
"How could the Flash look so cool when he runs? I look like a complete mess."
That's absolutely right. He has to be constantly aware of his surroundings while running, and even with his super vision and super physique, he still has to avoid some obstacles.
Once he takes these evasive actions, he can no longer be elegant.
Sometimes, due to inertia or not controlling the force properly, they might even fall flat on their face.
He kept complaining and speeding along the way, and when he arrived in Luoshan City, it was about the same time he had expected.
Los Angeles is the address shown on Robert's passport. If Gao Feng remembers correctly, Zhen Feitian of TS Group also lives here.
Moreover, the two people live relatively close to each other these past two days. Zhen Feitian lives at 75 Margaret Avenue, and Robert lives at 15 Margaret Avenue.
Before coming, he had roughly looked at the map of the mountain country. Margaret Avenue was the wealthy area of Los Angeles City, which was basically full of detached manor-style villas.
This also means that if Robert were a poor nobody, he wouldn't have been able to return to the country on a private plane under such strict epidemic prevention measures.
Gao Ang found a secluded corner and changed his clothes and shoes.
I checked the location using the navigation app; it was about 20 kilometers away from the target.
He doesn't dare use his phone; it's still in his suitcase, and he's even removed the battery.
If you can't get a taxi, then you'll have to find a taxi.
Fortunately, the place where he appeared was not too remote; he walked 2 kilometers to the main road.
Waving the cash in his hand, he quickly hailed a taxi.
18 Margaret Avenue.
Speaking in broken English, Gao told the Black driver his destination.
"Hey bro, are you from Japan?"
The Black driver chatted familiarly with Gao Feng, but his hands on the steering wheel and his foot on the accelerator were perfectly at ease, and the taxi shot off with a "whoosh".
Gao Ang ignored him, waved the 100 yuan in cash in his hand, and the meaning was clear: less nonsense and drive me properly.
With the financial incentive, the black guy did indeed become much quieter, but the hip-hop music in the car started playing loudly again.
"Compared to those in China, the quality of these Japanese drivers from the mountainous country is frighteningly low."
Upon arriving at his destination, Gao Ang threw down the banknote and fled the dilapidated car as if he were escaping, not even bothering to take the business card the driver had given him.
Villa No. 18 should not be far from Villa No. 15.
There were no drunkards or streetwalkers often seen in movies on the streets, and not even a single homeless person was in sight.
"Damn, does the mountain country also have a Strategic Deception Bureau?"
Upon reflection, Gao Feng felt relieved. After all, this was a wealthy area in Luoshan, so the environment and security must be quite good.
If there were thugs and petty criminals everywhere, those rich people could probably bankrupt the Los Angeles Police Department.
Standing in the shadows not far from Villa No. 15, Gao Ang carefully observed the situation inside.
He suddenly felt that he might have come a bit rashly.
This isn't a villa, this is an entire estate.
In his mind, even the most outstanding psychologist would be lucky to own a detached villa.
Then he could sneak in unnoticed and interrogate Robert in various ways.
But given the size of this manor, there must be many servants inside, and even three to five bodyguards, right?
He came to kill Robert, but he didn't want to harm the innocent.
After standing quietly for two minutes, Gao Ang finally figured out the distribution of people in the manor.
There were 12 people in total. Three of them were in the building near the pool; they were probably bodyguards.
There were three people in the annex, presumably servants. One was probably young, while the other two were slightly older, and these two were even snoring…
There are three people on the first floor of the main building: two in the monitoring room and one on patrol.
There were three on the second floor, one of whom was walking back and forth; he was probably a patrolling bodyguard.
The other two are...doing strenuous exercise?
If I'm not mistaken, one of these two should be Robert.
Gao Feng opened the box, put on the mask made of alloy material again, and then stepped out of the shadows.
Instead of breaking down the door directly, he slipped away to the back of the main building, using the surrounding woods as cover.
After careful observation, he was able to determine that there were four more cameras behind the main building, monitoring everything around them from all angles.
After rubbing his chin twice, Gao Ang had an idea.
After straightening his clothes and adjusting his mask slightly, Gao Ang carried the suitcase out of the woods.
The moment he appeared, all the lights in the main building went out.
The monitoring room was also completely dark. The two bodyguards quickly grabbed the walkie-talkies and started shouting.
Robert, who was in the master bedroom on the second floor, was also startled. The woman on top of him screamed and went limp.
"Don't worry, we have backup power."
But after waiting for a full minute, the lights still didn't come back on.
At this moment, Robert also realized that something was wrong. He pushed away the woman who was still wriggling on top of him, got up and went to press the button on the bedside table.
But after pressing it several times, there was no response.
At this moment, he panicked a little, hurriedly threw on some clothes, ran to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out a golden Desert Eagle.
This Desert Eagle is a prized possession of a tycoon, a reward he received as an encouragement to go to the East, which also included this manor.
With his weapon in hand, Robert felt much more at ease. He gestured for the woman to be quiet and then hid behind the curtains, waiting silently for something.
With a stomp of his feet, Gao Ang climbed over the fence behind the main building.
After landing, he picked up a few pebbles and smashed all four cameras to pieces.
I heard the sound of tiptoeing footsteps and the clicking of a bullet being chambered.
"Hmph, who said I was going to use the main entrance?"
He looked up at the wall of the main building, raised his legs slightly, and jumped to the top of the building.
His landing was quite loud, because the roof was made of glazed tiles.
"Damn it, I was careless."
I was so focused on listening to the information inside the building that I completely forgot to check the roof.
Since he couldn't hide his tracks, Gao Ang swaggered off the roof again.
He was met with a hail of bullets.
In the past, Gao Feng would have dodged the bullets, but after running at supersonic speed, he was certain that his physical strength could withstand the bullets.
Indeed, those pistol bullets hit him like a tickle, causing no harm whatsoever except for a few holes in his clothes.
However, Gao Ang overlooked one problem: he could withstand the damage from bullets, but he could not eliminate the kinetic energy impact of the bullets on him.
From the moment he landed, he never stood up straight. His back was constantly being attacked, and his feet were firmly stuck to the ground. He looked like an old man bending down to pick something up.
After being brutally beaten for nearly thirty seconds, Gao Ang finally lost his temper.
He hadn't intended to harm the bodyguards, but given the current situation, he had no chance of seeing Robert unless he took them down.
After turning around, Gao Ang sprinted again.
As he ran at breakneck speed, the three bodyguards on the first floor had no time to react and collided with him.
With three loud bangs, the three burly men were sent flying backwards, and by the time they landed, they were all unconscious.
The last bodyguard at the top of the stairs on the second floor had no idea what was happening. As he raised his pistol and aimed around, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and lost consciousness.
The master bedroom door was kicked open, revealing the entire interior.
Unfortunately, there was no one in the bed, but there was a woman's sobbing voice coming from the closet.
There was another heavy breathing sound coming from behind the curtains, which seemed to be Robert.
Standing at the door, Gao Ang waited quietly for a minute.
No negative emotions arose during that minute, and he did not lose control.
"It seems this guy's abilities also have some limitations."
He had already decided that Robert was a superpowered individual, so he did not launch an immediate attack after breaking down the door.
He was afraid that he himself would be controlled or bewitched by him.
He knew he was physically very strong, but he wasn't sure if he could withstand the mental and chemical attacks, and he couldn't take that risk.
He slowly walked to the bedside, grabbed an Apple computer from the bedside table, and smashed it hard against the window.
He had already calculated that the notebook was flying towards Robert's head.
With a "bang," the figure behind the curtain fell down without any resistance, along with a golden Desert Eagle.
With a "rip," Gao Ang tore the curtain down, then tore the curtain into strips and wrapped Robert up like a mummy.
Especially the head; apart from the mouth and nose for breathing, the rest of the body was completely covered up.
He was now almost certain that this guy was using his eyes when he was bewitching people.
Because back then, he, his senior brother Cao Kun, and even Old Zhang from the forensic department all experienced emotional turmoil after seeing that ring.
Forces act in pairs, and similarly, the effects of ability should also be mutual.
If some special energy influences their emotions through their eyes, then this energy most likely originates from Robert's eyes.
Could it have come out of his ears?
After doing all this, Gao Ang did not rush to leave, even though he could hear police sirens three kilometers away.
I hurried downstairs, followed the smell to the storage room, and carried out several buckets of things from inside.
They stripped the three brothers downstairs naked, and piled all their clothes at the front door.
Open the bucket lid and pour the liquid inside from where he landed all the way into the master bedroom.
Then he stripped naked and packed his own clothes into a suitcase.
She picked out a few more clothes and shoes that fit her from Robert's wardrobe, and after tidying herself up, she opened another wardrobe door.
"Let's go quickly."
The pale-faced blonde girl, wrapped in a bathrobe and forgetting to put on her shoes, rolled down the stairs, urinating in the process.
After confirming that the little girl had run to an open space, Gao Ang picked up the lighter from the bedside table, lit it, and threw it down.
A raging fire suddenly broke out, and he lazily picked up the still unconscious Robert, intending to break through the window and escape.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the laptop from the ground.
It only took five minutes to do all of this.
When they got back to the main road, the mountain country's fire trucks hadn't arrived yet.
"That's just how mountainous countries are; their efficiency is really low."
After making a complaint, Gao Ang tightened his grip on the useless creature, identified the direction, and sped off northward.
He didn't dare to go all out this time, keeping his speed at 150 kilometers per hour. He was afraid that if he went too fast, he would kill Robert.
Robert woke up briefly during the incident, tried to struggle, and was mumbling something.
Gao Ang punched him again, and he became obedient again.
After running for an hour, Gao Gao planned to find a place to question Robert.
At this time, it was around 2 a.m. in western Mountain Country. Apart from the occasional large truck passing by, the main roads were practically deserted.
Looking at the navigation, we are currently in Santa Barbara, which is far enough away from Los Angeles City that the Mountain Kingdom Investigation Bureau should not be able to catch up.
Gao Ang activated the gravitational field again, completely blocking all electronic signals in the surrounding area, before carrying Robert towards a valley.
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P.S.: A 6000-word chapter, that's not short anymore, is it?
Asking for a recommendation vote isn't too much to ask, is it?
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