Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 205 Director He, You're Exposed

The roar of the plane's engine gradually intensified, and following the pilot's instructions, the large passenger plane began to accelerate on the runway, preparing to take off.

Inside the cabin, passengers fastened their seat belts, ready for the upcoming liftoff.

Xie Jincheng was wearing an exquisite haute couture suit, looking noble and extraordinary.

Xiao Heng beside him squinted his eyes, crossed his legs lazily and leaned back in his chair.

"The plane will be transferring at Kuncheng Airport in two hours, and you will get off the plane then."

Xie Jincheng spoke calmly, his voice revealing an unquestionable determination.

Xiao Heng heard this, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, "Why? I'm not ready to end this trip yet."

Xie Jincheng tilted his head slightly and looked towards Xiao Heng. His expression was serious. He lowered his voice and said, "This operation is very dangerous. You must not participate in it."

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows and retorted in a provocative tone: "Brother-in-law, what do you mean by this? Do you think I am not qualified? Or do you simply look down on me?"

Xie Jincheng frowned slightly, shook his head, and explained: "I don't mean to look down on you. It's just that I have my own plans for this operation, and you are not within my plan."

"If one more person gets involved, there will be more uncertainty. You should be able to understand that, right?"

After hearing this, Xiao Heng was silent for a moment, then stretched, and the relaxed and happy expression on his face gradually disappeared.

He sat up straight, crossed his hands on his chest, leaned forward slightly, looked at Xie Jincheng firmly, and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do. There is strength in numbers!"

Although there was an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth, there was unquestionable persistence in his tone.

Xie Jincheng sighed helplessly, stretched out his slender fingers to rub his temples on both sides, and continued to persuade with a headache: "No, as soon as the plane stops, you must get off immediately."

"Hey! Why are you like this?"

Xiao Heng frowned in dissatisfaction, his tone full of displeasure: "I told you clearly that I will go this time no matter what I say."

"Then please give me a reason to convince me."

Xie Jincheng's expression became serious and his eyes became sharp: "Otherwise, I won't agree."

Xiao Heng shrugged and sighed helplessly, as if he had expected the other party to say this: "Don't worry, this is also what your father-in-law meant."

"My dad said that as a family, we should help each other!"

Xiao Heng raised his chin slightly and continued, "Besides, this time, we are also helping our Xiao family to eliminate dissidents. As the future leader of the Qing Gang, I must do something big before taking over."

After saying this, a fleeting fierceness flashed in his eyes, "Brother-in-law, what do you think?"

As the plane officially took off, the conversation between the two was drowned out by the noise in the cabin.

The plane flew through the clouds, above which was the blue sky. The sunlight shone through the windows into the cabin, warm and bright.

Half an hour later, a pretty and tall stewardess came over.

She was wearing a neat uniform of a white shirt and a blue skirt, showing the competence and elegance of a professional woman.

She walked towards the two of them with a smile on her face and light steps.

When they got closer, the flight attendant stopped and greeted the two men with a smile: "Good morning, gentlemen. The plane has been flying smoothly. Would you like breakfast?"

Her voice was sweet and pleasant, yet with a hint of hardness.

Xie Jincheng heard the voice, slowly raised his head, then nodded slightly, and responded politely: "Please give me a cup of coffee and a whole wheat bread, thank you."

The stewardess smiled and nodded, then she picked up the pen skillfully and quickly sketched out the meal he ordered in the notebook in her hand.

Then, she turned her gaze to Xiao Heng, with a barely perceptible hint of nervousness in her eyes.

Xiao Heng had been resting with his eyes closed, and only then slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the stewardess sharply and noticed that her eyes were a little erratic.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said lazily: "Well...give me a glass of orange juice and a sandwich."

"Yes, sir. I'll get it ready for you as soon as possible."

She turned and walked towards the dining cart, but her steps were a little messy, and she even accidentally knocked over a small bottle on the dining cart, making a crisp sound.

She bent down in panic to pick it up, her face flushed with embarrassment, even her ears turned red.

After the flight attendant hurriedly left, Xiao Heng nudged Xie Jincheng with his elbow, a teasing smile on his face: "Look at the way she walks, she's so flustered, not steady at all."

"When she asked us what we wanted just now, she stuttered. And look at the look in her eyes, there's something wrong with her too!"

After hearing this, Xie Jincheng couldn't help but follow his gaze and nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm...it's a bit strange. So what? What's your conclusion?"

Xiao Heng lowered his voice mysteriously and said, "In my opinion, if I'm not mistaken, this woman must have been a soldier!"

“Oh, why do you come to such a conclusion?”

Xiao Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile, and then he began to analyze in detail:

"From the way she walked, although her steps were not steady enough, she gave people a sense of rigor and strict training. And she seemed to be unfamiliar with the rhythm of daily service, which showed that she might not be an experienced stewardess."

“When she asked about our needs, her tone was more like a soldier reporting to his superior.”

"Also, her eyes are very unique, revealing a high level of alertness and concentration. This kind of eyes are usually seen in people who are on a mission, rather than the relaxed and calm look that is common in the service industry."

Hearing this, Xie Jincheng couldn't help but admire Xiao Heng's observation skills.

"Your analysis makes sense. Keep going."

Xiao Heng cleared his throat and spoke again: "There is a circle of faint scars on her earlobe."

"Generally speaking, scars like this are not easily left. I guess this is most likely caused by her wearing headphones or communication equipment for a long time, resulting in constant friction between her skin and the equipment."

"But for ordinary flight attendants, such a situation is almost impossible to happen."

"Although she applied nail polish to try to cover it up, if you look closely, you will find obvious calluses on her fingertips and fingertips. These calluses are not just random, they are the unique marks of long-term gun-holding training."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Xie Jincheng, with a proud look on his face: "How about it, brother-in-law, my analysis is good, right?"

Xie Jincheng looked at his slightly raised chin and his sparkling eyes, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, the analysis is very comprehensive. I didn't expect that you look rough, but your mind is very delicate."

"of course!"

Next to the aisle, a middle-aged man sat quietly in his seat.

He was wearing a dark suit with every button neatly buttoned. The clothes were ironed as smooth as a mirror without a single wrinkle.

Even her short hair was combed neatly, without any mess.

His skin was a healthy dark color, his facial features were strong and distinct, as if they were carved by a knife or an axe, and he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

His eyes never left the magazine in his hand, but the fact that he hadn't turned the pages had already caught Xiao Heng's attention inadvertently.

Xiao Heng was keenly aware of this. He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced in the direction of the middle-aged man, then moved closer to Xie Jincheng and whispered in a low voice:

"This person should also be someone with a rather unusual identity."

Xie Jincheng followed his gaze and looked towards the man.

I saw that the man was still sitting upright, with a correct posture and a straight back, without any intention of slacking off.

His eyes were fixed on the magazine in his hand, his expression focused and attentive.

Xie Jincheng couldn't help but chuckled, and said to the man with a hint of sarcasm:

"Director He, did you hear that? You've been exposed."