As the limo pulled out of the hangar, going back into the torrential rain mother nature was gracing Finland in that wet afternoon, he looked at them through the tinted windows one last time, a discreet smile appearing over his lips.
"Bye, guys. Catch you next time," he whispered to himself.
As for the ones in the hangar, they still had a while to wait since the plane needed to get refuelled and drop their last unwanted passenger.
Park Jun-Seo chose the moment after the limo had left to disembark the plane. He had tried sneaking around in the cargo hold, trying to find the crystals he'd seen the young man holding earlier, but was unsuccessful.