Hang City.
In a police station somewhere.
A middle-aged man wearing a police uniform is mobilizing several officers in front of him before heading out.
"That's basically what this is all about. Does anyone have any other questions?"
"No questions," the officers said in unison.
"Good, no questions," the middle-aged man nodded with a smile: "Then let me congratulate you guys early for triumphantly coming back later. I'll host a celebratory banquet for you guys tonight."
Because this is just a show, Xu Mo is not actually a real fugitive.
The Hang City police department will of course not dispatch most of its police force for a show, only sending out ten.
"I'll be waiting for your good news, go on now, go and come back quickly."
The middle-aged man waved at those ten police officers.
From beginning to end, he did not take this matter to heart.
He even feels catching Xu Mo is just fooling around, like playing around.
If it was a real fugitive, he would still take it seriously.
But the problem is...Xu Mo is not even a real fugitive.
Just an ordinary white collar worker.
Plus on the phone, Han Fei was also too embarrassed to tell his old friend that he had been tricked by Xu Mo several times already.
So until now, the middle-aged man still believes that Xu Mo is easy to catch.
And there's also this.
They can deploy early to catch Xu Mo this time.
Blocking the airport exits to directly trap Xu Mo in a urn.
Isn't this very simple?
As long as Xu Mo can't fly, there's no way he can escape.
...
To cooperate with the show crew, these ten police officers also wore cameras on them.
The footage shot by the cameras was also uploaded to the livestream.
On the road, the officers were still chatting and joking.
"Is it necessary to dispatch ten people just to catch an ordinary person? I feel two or three people would be enough," one said.
"Where do you need two or three people, one is enough. We already know Xu Mo's flight information. We can just directly block the corridor and see someone and catch them. Isn't that done?" another retorted.
"I feel like this mission, rather than saying it's a mission, it'd be better to say it's giving us a vacation."
"Alright alright, stop saying these things. After all, this is still a show. Sending only one person wouldn't look right. The superiors sent us definitely with some intentions. Let's just carry out the mission with 120% energy and spirit, no matter how simple the task."
It wasn't that the officers were complacent.
It was just because this mission really did not sound difficult at all to them.
They had too much information.
They know Xu Mo's looks, Xu Mo's flight information.
They also know Xu Mo is just an ordinary white collar worker rather than some vicious criminal.
To ask, for ten very experienced officers who have handled many cases, is it difficult to block an ordinary person when they already know the flight information in advance?
It is not difficult at all.
They only need to lie in ambush at the corridor in advance, and check each person coming out of the plane one by one. That should work, right?
In their opinion, this mission is simple as drinking water.
This isn't coming to carry out a mission at all.
It's clearly a vacation!
...
After arriving at the airport, the Hang City police immediately began their deployment.
Although they were still laughing and joking just now.
But when it was time to carry out the mission, everyone became serious.
The principle of going all out even when a lion fights a rabbit, they still understand that.
No matter how simple this mission really is, there is no complacency.
At this time, there was still the last half hour before the plane lands.
Suddenly, an announcement rang out in the airport broadcast.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please pay attention, the following is an important broadcast: Due to weather conditions, US123 flight is delayed for takeoff, check-in time is postponed until ten o'clock, please wait in the waiting hall for further notice..."
The weather forecast detected sudden thundershower weather.
The takeoff times of all flights on the ground were delayed one after another.
The skies turned dark very quickly.
A huge cloud shrouded over Hang City.
It started pouring rain and thunder.
The thunderstorm grew heavier and airport broadcasts rang nonstop.
Not only were flights delayed for takeoff, even the airport runways could not land.
The control tower immediately notified all flights nearing Xiaoshan Airport that needed to land.
This rainstorm was too heavy.
It severely affected the normal landing of airplanes.
Many flights received notifications from the control tower,
and they changed direction one after another, flying to the nearest airport unaffected by the thunderstorm to land.
Hang City Police: "???"
Damn...
What's with this sudden thunderstorm!
We're already perfectly deployed here!
Xu Mo's flight still has half an hour before reaching Xiaoshan Airport.
And now there's suddenly this!
Is even God helping Xu Mo?!
They immediately called Director Wang to report the situation.
"Director Wang, Hang City suddenly has a thunderstorm. All flights are delayed and the airport runways can't land either. Our deployment here was useless. Xu Mo's flight will most likely fly to another airport to land."
Upon receiving the call, the middle-aged man looked up at the window.
His brows were already furrowed into the shape of the letter “川”.
Just half an hour from catching Xu Mo.
And then suddenly a thunderstorm affects the normal landing of the airport runway?
The weather was perfectly fine just now!
On the phone, the officer's voice rang out again.
"Director Wang, what should we do now? I feel Xu Mo's flight definitely won't land at Xiaoshan Airport. Landing in such extreme weather is like seeking death."
The middle-aged man rubbed his temples.
"Wait a minute, let me tell Old Han about this."
After speaking, he hung up.
He called Han Fei.
Seeing the familiar name on his phone, Han Fei instantly perked up.
"My friend in Hang City is calling me!"
He subconsciously thought that Xu Mo had been caught.
He didn't even check the time and directly took the call.
"What's the situation, Old Wang? Caught him right? I really have to thank you this time! I'm at the airport waiting for my plane right now. I'll treat you to a meal when I get to Hang City..."
Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man interrupted him.
"Old Han, I probably can't help you with anything here. Just now, Hang City suddenly had a thunderstorm. The weather is too severe and is heavily affecting plane landings on the Xiaoshan Airport runways... Xu Mo's flight will most likely land in a nearby airport."
Han Fei: "???"
A sudden thunderstorm?
The airport runways can't land?
Xu Mo's flight is landing in a nearby airport!?
Han Fei's face instantly darkened.
What is this nonsense!
The deployment was perfect. They were just about to catch Xu Mo.
Who could expect something like this to happen?!
Is God opposing their investigation team, protecting Xu Mo?!
With Xu Mo's flight landing in another nearby airport, doesn't that make their deployment at Hang City Airport completely useless?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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