Chapter 43: Beijing?
Although I couldn't be certain of my suspicions, the more I looked at this photo's silhouette... the more it seemed like some sort of flag had been planted.
Burst into silence, and then perish after the explosion?
If that was really the case, wouldn't it be too tragic?
Death before glory; at least Zhuge Liang made it to Wuzhang Land before passing on – you're having it rougher than even his memorial speech!
Validating this speculation wouldn't be too hard...
"Click!" Meng Lang activated the camera on his phone, capturing the plane's tail number.
"The next me," I'll leave it in your hands!
Meng Lang mentally issued a command to "himself" to gather the relevant intelligence.
As long as I can survive for another three years without incident, the answer should be in tomorrow's update.
The prestige of the world's leading intelligence organization is just that mission-critical!
Then, he photographed the accompanying comic as well, "click-click."