Upon learning of the unexpected situation, Han Fei held his phone and remained speechless for quite some time.
The middle-aged man, seeing Han Fei's lack of response on the other end of the line, immediately asked, "Han, are you there?"
"I'm here, I need to think," Han Fei responded with a hint of exhaustion.
His mind was now in complete disarray.
Originally, Xu Mo's flight was scheduled to land at Hang City's Xiaoshan Airport in half an hour.
In other words, when Xu Mo arrived at the airport, he would be apprehended by the local police in Hang City.
This marked the end of this phase of the program.
Who could have predicted this turn of events?
A sudden heavy downpour, really?
This disrupted all the plans and rendered the existing arrangements useless.
Han Fei quickly pondered the situation and prepared to employ a familiar strategy.
"Here's what we'll do... Wang, I remember that before a plane changes its landing destination, it needs to communicate with the control tower. Please find out from the Xiaoshan control tower which nearby airport Xu Mo's flight is preparing to land at. I will think of a way to intercept him before his plane lands."
Although the sudden severe weather disrupted Han Fei's plans, he devised a new strategy.
After all, Xu Mo's plane would eventually land, whether it be at Xiaoshan Airport or another airport.
As long as he could find out in advance where Xu Mo's plane would land, he would have time to make preparations.
He had plenty of friends who were part of the same system, both in Hang City and elsewhere.
They were in Hang City, as well as other places!
From Han Fei's perspective, as long as he could obtain the information beforehand, Xu Mo wouldn't be able to escape his grasp!
"Okay, I'll find someone to inquire," the middle-aged man said.
"That's settled then, thank you," Han Fei replied.
...
After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man immediately called one of the officers he had dispatched.
As soon as the call connected, he went straight to the point.
"Go to the control tower and ask which nearby airport Xu Mo's flight is preparing to land at. Go now and let me know once you have the information."
"Alright, Director Wang, I'll go right away," the officer immediately agreed.
The officer found the control tower and inquired about whether Xu Mo's flight had been diverted.
After checking, the control tower discovered that all the other planes had already reported their diversions to the tower.
Only Xu Mo's flight had not reported to the tower.
Initially, the officer thought Xu Mo's flight hadn't had time to report.
So he decided to wait.
He planned to wait until he knew which airport Xu Mo's flight had been diverted to and then immediately report this information to Director Wang.
...
On the plane.
The control tower had just informed them through the onboard communication channel about the sudden thunderstorm in Hang City.
They were told that the thunderstorm had severely affected the plane's ability to land safely, so for safety reasons, they were to land at another airport.
Wang Li glanced over at the empty seat of the captain.
Moments ago, Xu Mo had gone to the restroom.
There was a co-pilot and a captain on the plane.
The co-pilot had no decision-making authority.
All issues encountered during the flight required the captain to make various decisions.
Such as the decision to land at a different airport.
Wang Li was well aware that flying in thunderstorm weather could be turbulent and could damage the aircraft's structure. The accompanying lightning from the thunderstorm could also cause failures in the onboard electrical equipment, which would be fatal for the aircraft.
Continuing to Hang City under these circumstances was definitely not the best option.
Instead, they needed to divert and land at a different airport.
But... the captain was not present!
As a co-pilot, Wang Li couldn't make decisions on behalf of the captain.
However, fortunately, there was still some time before the aircraft reached Hang City.
They could wait a few more minutes for Xu Mo to return and let him make the decision.
...
Ten minutes later, Xu Mo returned.
Wang Li immediately informed Xu Mo about the situation.
"Idol, the tower just sent a notification that there's a sudden thunderstorm in Hang City. Where do you think we should divert and land?"
What he didn't notice was that the thunderstorm had already stopped.
The dark clouds had dispersed.
At this moment, Hang City was cloudless for miles.
Under these conditions, the aircraft could certainly continue to land.
As long as it was safe to do so.
Aircraft generally wouldn't choose to change their destination unless it was necessary.
After all, the passengers wouldn't be willing to do so.
"I know," Xu Mo said. "According to the forecast, the rain has already stopped. The dark clouds above Hang City have dispersed. Let's stick to the original plan and land in Hang City."
"But what if it rains again?" Wang Li still had some concerns.
Xu Mo shook his head.
"It's fine. The dark clouds have dispersed. How could it rain again? Even if it does, it would be just a light rain that won't affect the landing."
Pausing for a moment, Xu Mo continued.
"And now the weather has already improved. If we were to land at another airport, the passengers would probably cause a commotion. Rest assured, considering the current weather conditions, landing safely shouldn't be a problem."
Seeing Xu Mo, an experienced captain, saying this, Wang Li didn't say anything further.
Instead, he nodded and said, "Alright then, let's go to Hang City."
What Wang Li didn't notice was the smile that appeared on Xu Mo's face.
For Xu Mo, this weather was a great help.
...
Airport.
"When will our flight take off? The rain has already stopped, hasn't it?"
"I understand the delay due to the thunderstorm, but now that the rain has stopped, why haven't we received any updates? We have things to do."
"I have a business trip to attend. Can this plane fly today? Can you give us a definite answer?"
"That's right! The rain has stopped, the dark clouds have cleared, and it won't rain in the short term. When will the flights resume?"
Many people were in a hurry.
Moreover, now that the rain had stopped, but there was still no announcement from the airport, everyone was getting anxious.
The entire airport was in chaos.
Ten police officers sent by the Hang City police.
Except for one who went to the control tower to inquire about the information.
The views of the remaining nine officers were completely blocked by the bustling crowd of passengers.
Moreover, in this noisy environment.
Their earpieces were ineffective.
It was almost predictable that this operation would be extremely difficult.
After waiting for twenty minutes without receiving any news about Xu Mo's flight being redirected, the police officer who went to the control tower decided to call Director Wang.
"Director Wang, the control tower still hasn't received any report from Xu Mo's aircraft requesting a diversion. There are only ten minutes left until the aircraft lands."
Glancing at the bright sun outside the window, he continued, "Moreover, the weather is perfect right now. I have a feeling that Xu Mo's plane won't divert and is highly likely to land in Xiaoshan."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone immediately smiled.
"Isn't that a good thing? We only have ten minutes left, and according to our previous arrangements, we must apprehend Xu Mo! Alright, I won't take up any more of your time. Go and carry out the mission!"
After finishing his words, he hung up the phone and called Han Fei.
"Old Han, I have good news! The thunderstorm has stopped, hahaha. Xu Mo's flight didn't report any diversion to the control tower, so it's very likely that it will still land in Hang City. I have already instructed my subordinates to continue with the previous arrangements to intercept Xu Mo. Don't worry, he won't be able to escape!"
Little did they know, the ten police officers they had deployed...
Had their line of sight severely obstructed.
It seemed that capturing Xu Mo would be quite challenging.
And...
Xu Mo had already prepared a contingency plan early on.
Now the airport was in complete chaos, which would only work in his favor.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...