A Bumpy Road to Power

"Go ahead, follow my instructions, any consequences, I'll take responsibility."

The policeman was waiting for this sentence from the middle-aged man.

Nodded his head.

Pointing at the trio causing trouble, he shouted, "Take these three troublemakers away for me!"

Dirk Carter's handcuffs were removed.

Placed on the wrist of the blonde-haired man.

The three yelling troublemakers were led off the plane by the police.

A cheer erupted in the cabin.

Many people gave Dirk Carter a thumbs-up.

Even the flight attendant, who had been venting her frustration, specially thanked Dirk Carter.

If it wasn't for him, she would have had to swallow this frustration.

The disturbance calmed down.

The plane took off.

Once it reached the stratosphere.

Dirk Carter exchanged seats with a passenger beside him.

Sitting down next to the middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man was leisurely crossing his legs, calmly reading a magazine.

Seeing Dirk Carter purposely sit beside him, he just smiled slightly.

"Comrade, thank you."

Dirk Carter said sincerely.

The middle-aged man still had a relaxed expression.

Said, "We should be thanking you instead, after all, you vented everyone's anger."

Dirk Carter didn't want to dwell on this topic.

After expressing his gratitude, he returned to his own seat.

The hour-long journey quickly came to an end.

Dirk Carter tidied up a bit.

Just as he was about to get up and leave the plane.

At that moment.

The flight attendant whom Dirk Carter had "heroically rescued" suddenly approached him.

Blushing, she said to Dirk Carter, "Mr. Carter, hello, I've been busy just now, didn't get a chance to thank you, here's my number, if... if you're free tonight, I'd like to invite you to dinner to thank you."

At this moment.

A card was handed to him.

Upon inspecting it, it had a phone number on it.

Along with the name: "Liza Yuill."

A very special name.

Dirk Carter put the card in his pocket, saying, "Miss Yuill, I accept your thanks, but there's no need for dinner."

Liza Yuill looked a bit disappointed hearing this response.

But such things cannot be forced, she could only watch helplessly as Dirk Carter left.

The exit hall was as busy as usual.

But as Dirk Carter entered, he sensed something unusual in the atmosphere.

At the eleven o'clock direction, there was a couple being affectionate, but their eyes occasionally glanced towards the exit.

At the two o'clock direction.

A man was indifferently reading a newspaper.

But his eyes weren't on the newspaper, they were fixated on the exit.

Generally, there are several airport police on duty at the exit.

But today there were none.

Could it be that there's a fugitive on this flight?

As Dirk Carter was lost in thought.

He suddenly noticed these people moving.

The man sitting and reading the newspaper slowly stood up.

The "couple" exchanged a glance and blended into the crowd.

First, it was clear they weren't watching him, as he remained stationary.

Their target was someone else.

Instinctively, Dirk Carter glanced back.

He saw the middle-aged man from the plane, pushing a luggage case, appearing, while these suspicious people all focused their gaze on him.

Could this man be...

A thought had just taken shape in his mind, which Dirk Carter quickly dismissed.

If this man were a wanted criminal.

Then the incident on the plane wouldn't have happened.

Ronan City's airport police would've taken him away early.

Indeed.

As the middle-aged man progressed.

These people constantly shifted positions, closing in on him from different directions.

Seeing the previously newspaper-reading man already behind the middle-aged man, exchanging glances with others, seemingly poised to act.

At this critical moment.

Dirk Carter suddenly jogged forward.

Came up behind the middle-aged man.

Patted him on the shoulder, cheerfully shouting, "Brother, thanks for today!"

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

Friendly smile, said, "Didn't you thank me before? No need to be polite——"

His words stopped there.

Because Dirk Carter saw his brows furrow.

Expression instantly turned grim.

Eyes swept around.

Whispered, "Am I being followed?"

"Yes, yes, always helping each other out, no need for politeness."

Dirk Carter said loudly.

The middle-aged man was quite in sync, knowing the two "yeses" were his answer.

Hurriedly asked, "Young man, mind telling me what time it is now?"

Dirk Carter raised his wrist, checked his watch, said, "Four hours until six."

Six o'clock?

That implies the tailing person is right behind the middle-aged man.

On its surface seemed like normal conversation, the information exchange was already complete.

"Young man, did you drive here?"

The middle-aged man suddenly asked.

Because it was a spontaneous report to Kenning City.

Dirk Carter hadn't informed the Organization Department of the State Committee in advance.

No car was arranged to pick him up.

When the middle-aged man asked, it must have been meaningful.

A sudden thought of the phone number Liza Yuill had given him.

Thinking maybe there's a way.

So he took out his phone.

Dialed Liza Yuill's number.

The call connected.

Liza Yuill's cold voice asked, "Who is this?"

Dirk Carter glanced around, said, "Miss Yuill, it's..."

"Are you Mr. Carter?"

Before he replied, Liza Yuill recognized his voice, excitedly asked.

Dirk Carter responded affirmatively, said, "Miss Yuill, do you have a car? It's really tough to catch a taxi at the airport entrance..."

"Yes... yes I do, I'm in the underground parking lot now, the model is... the license plate is..."

After Liza Yuill described her vehicle.

Dirk Carter breathed a sigh of relief.

Grabbed the middle-aged man's luggage, said, "Sir, why don't I give you a ride."

"How could I be so rude, you are too generous."

After some polite exchanges.

Dirk Carter warmly tugged the middle-aged man toward the underground parking lot.

With this.

The rhythm of those tailing was disturbed.

Their arrangement was all outside the exit, knowing the middle-aged man had no reception.

Therefore, there were no hands in the parking lot.

No time to shift strategy.

The three awaiting individuals could only follow along.

Dirk Carter initially led the middle-aged man to the escalator, but as the adjacent elevator doors were about to close.

He pulled the middle-aged man in just in time.

A sudden move.

The three followers were completely caught off guard.

By the time they realized, the elevator had already started descending.

Elevators are certainly faster than escalators.

Upon reaching the underground parking on level two.

Dirk Carter immediately led the middle-aged man to find Liza Yuill's car.

Seeing there was also the middle-aged man, Liza Yuill was surprised. At this time, Dirk Carter said, "Miss Yuill, can you sit in the passenger seat? I'll drive, is that okay?"

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