It was half an hour before Ms. Actress officially left the airport.
During this half hour, the FBI combed through the airport again, temporarily calmed down the passengers, gave a rough time for their release, and also managed to calm down the fans who were protesting about not being able to get into the airport after arriving.
The FBI escort was the same FBI that had politely and forcefully detained the passengers in the first place, and he lowered his stance a bit, his toughness silently melting into a superficial gentleness, "Please, I'm very sorry about today, Ms. Adele."
Holding out his hand to show off the white gloves he was wearing, his tone was even gentler, "Just in case, when it comes time to officially leave, there's a need for another..."
Gentle, but in the usual FBI way.
Before Ms. Actress said anything, the two or three assistants accompanying her couldn't help but roll their eyes, and one of them spoke angrily, "Hey! You know Ms. Adele."
Before she could finish her sentence, the actress raised her hand to stop her, and as she did so, she used her fingertips to hook her hair behind her ear, revealing a piece of white side of her neck, a smile lingering on her red lips, "It's all right, John, this gentleman is just doing his job too, right?"
She smiled at the FBI agent and leaned forward a bit, peeking her face out a bit, the hair in her ear dropping a few more strands and intertwining them vainly before the white neck, "Check."
The FBI agent's eyes couldn't help but dart over, and it took a few seconds for him to snap back to his senses and hastily put on a straight face, "Yes, offense taken."
He somewhat understood why the actress was famous: not only is she so charming that she can seduce people with the slightest movement, but she is also so intelligent that she can maintain the peace on the surface even when she is upset, cooperate with the FBI, and make him happy and sway a little bit with just a few words, so she can surely be a success.
The assistant who was stopped looked at the smile on the actor's face, and also understood: Oh oh, this is 'in other people's turf first pinned his tail as a human being, and then after the fact to settle the score' meaning.
It's not wise to confront the FBI head-on, but it's safer to get out of control and look for trouble in the shadows.
It's just that Ms. Adele looks even more beautiful after a trip to the bathroom. Is it because she got the news that she can leave?
If before, Adele was a gorgeous and glittering black swan, displaying her beauty calmly under the bright stage lights, now, Ms. Adele is a rose shrouded in shadows and mists, full of a mysterious aura, as if attracting the curiosity of people's hearts, and even more beautiful.
And...
When the FBI agent pinched the actress's face, the assistant sniffed her nose and smelled perfume.
This is Adele's usual kind of perfume, more strong overbearing, just spray a little bit on the inside of the wrist and behind the ear, it can continue to be fragrant for a long time, can suppress some of the smell of sweat, normal people can only smell after sniffing the incense.
But the assistant has been used to smell, easily smell this aroma seems to be richer than usual, seems to be dyed with other cooler notes of the aroma, not obvious, but and Adele's transformation of the same, and that the strong added minty aftertaste, more hooked.
The other passengers are all in the various lounges, no one is in the bathroom, so how come a trip to the bathroom is tainted with other odors?
The assistant was a bit puzzled, but this is not too important, he thought casually, and found enough to convince his own guess: probably sprayed perfume in the bathroom, or the smell of hand sanitizer.
So, he only sniffed the scent of the breeze, and then stared at the inspecting FBI agent with a tense face.
The FBI agent didn't take long to check, and didn't really understand his boss's orders. After squeezing his fingers a few times to see that they weren't stained with heavy make-up, and that the actress didn't have a lot of make-up on her face, so it didn't look like she was wearing make-up by a look-alike, the FBI agent retracted his hand and politely extended his hand, "Please."
As the actress walked to the door of the hall and carelessly straightened her hair, he checked several assistants one by one and confirmed that there was no heavy makeup on their faces either, so he turned around and led them out, "I'm really sorry for today, everyone please."
"Is there anyone here to pick you up? If not, the FBI can send a car to pick you up."
"No need, my assistant in New York arrived at the airport an hour ago, just can't come in," The actress also replied politely, politely quite careless, just because the lips have been with a smile, this does not go out of the way to perfunctory also appears to be she is in a good mood unintentionally, "or,"
Has walked to another hall mouth, about to really leave the airport, she smiled and scanned the airport scene of the line of sight suddenly stopped, stopped in the hall doorway.
There were several people, most of them FBI in suits, apparently checking out other departing passengers.
The 'passenger' was dressed in casual clothes, and had a head of white hair that made people look at him, and it was a bit long, with the ends of the hair intertwined at the bottom of the back of the neck, forming a wolf's tail.
When Ms. Actress arrived, the inspection had already come to an end, and the FBI was about to release them, so when they heard the footsteps and sniffed, they opened the doorway's stop line and nodded their heads in greeting.
The white-haired, wolf-tailed 'passenger' seemed to have realized that someone was coming only from the FBI's action, so he turned back carelessly as he crossed the line and smiled at Miss Actress from afar.
The 'Actress' stops dead in her tracks.
Belmode: "..."
Ichijō Mirai didn't say anything, but his presence here made it clear that it wasn't the other FBI, but Ichijō Mirai, who was following her suspicious person.
For a moment, when she saw Ichijō Mirai's expression and realized that he was in high spirits, she couldn't help but wonder aloud in her heart, 'How dare the FBI?'
How dare they release Ichijō Mirai?
Yes, he's been behaving a lot better lately, falling into a period of relief and trepidation that he's going to make a big deal out of it, and not making bloodshed like he did when he first joined the organization.
But what he did in New York, he was a dangerous criminal in the human realm, wasn't he?
Who gave the FBI the courage to let Ichijō Mirai out on a mission?
Even if they were tricked by Ichijō Mirai, don't they have any idea, any self-awareness, any understanding of Ichijō Mirai's lethality?
The organization wouldn't dare let Ichijō Mirai out on a mission!!!!
What does the FBI have to do with it? Where is the world peace! Where is the peace of the world that the organization is trying so hard to keep alive!
Belmode couldn't help but take half a step back.
Only half a step.
Ichijō Mirai's eyes were still on her, catching the movement, then slowly moving down, settling on her champagne-colored heels, and then slowly moving up again, silently asking, "Is that half-step you're taking serious?"
Seriously.
Belmode asked herself if she was being more restrained by taking a half-step back than Gin, who had hung up the phone and skipped out on the spot.
She took a deep breath, put a smile back on her face that had disappeared for a moment, and offered a quick excuse to the strange-looking others, "And this gentleman is? I haven't seen you in New York."
There are a lot of people who can ignore the FBI's lockdown order, but not many, just a handful of people, if there is someone like Ichijō Mirai among them, then the circle must have heard about it, Belmode as Adele to say this sentence, just subconsciously unusual behavior are turned into a surprise and prying.
The assistants also looked to Ichijō Mirai, like untrustworthy guards following the queen, peeking out and quietly observing.
"I'm here on tour, it's only natural that Ms. Adele hasn't seen me before," Ichijō Mirai replied lightly, "You don't know me, but I've admired you for a long time."
He smiles and says, in a way that sounds like a compliment to anyone else, but is a shocking compliment to him, "You were so desirable in your last movie, like a candle in every man's heart."
Belmode: "..."
She was tempted to sincerely advise that inhuman guys who don't understand human feelings shouldn't say such things in a serious manner, it's really threatening and can be scary.
But the assistant and the FBI are watching, she can only bend her eyes and smile, seemingly reserved, softly replied to the gentleman's compliments, "You're too kind."
Then she immediately changed the subject, "Were you stopped at the airport by the FBI too? Let me apologize for them, a native of New York City who grew up in New York City, it doesn't happen often, and now there's probably some very difficult emergency situation?"
She said, fixing her hair and smoothing out her skirt, and then walked over to the FBI, smiling and poking her face over to be inspected, as if she were busy.
"Of course I understand, New York must be a wonderful place to be, to produce such a beautiful lady as yourself," Ichijō Mirai said with a leisurely lack of eyesight, and since Belmode didn't take the initiative to speak up, he made up an excuse, "It's just that I'm traveling alone, and I couldn't get the car that I had reserved to come here after the FBI blocked off the airport, so I had to return, and now I have to go back. ..."
He smiled, "Kind lady, can you give me a ride?"
Belmode could only reply, "Of course."
Her smile was a little forced.
Cold Fact: The likelihood of Ichijō Mirai having a seizure is low, but it's not impossible, it's about 80-90%.
Ichijō Mirai is a match made in heaven for words like "seizure" and "psycho".
What if Ichijō Mirai thinks it's funny and sends her to the FBI in a package? Rum escapes because she never meets Ichijō Mirai, and just sniffs her way out of there after the mission is done.
...But she was able to escape from the FBI.
Once she thought of a way out, the sky and the earth widened in a flash, and Belmode's smile immediately regained its vigor, and she smiled with the grace of a beautiful starlet, "It's just that I'm not a very good driver, so don't mind if I don't like you, sir."
Ichijō Mirai smiles back.
It's almost impossible for an actress to travel alone in her off time, she's always surrounded by people, a few assistants are just some of the people accompanying her on her flights, with bodyguards waiting with the car, lots of people, lots of cars.
Belmode easily dismissed everyone and drove a car with Ichijō Mirai.
Ichijō Mirai sat in the passenger seat and casually glanced at her heels when she got in the car, saying nothing but stretching, "What did you leave at the airport?"
Belmode's character, unknowingly ambushed by the FBI may be silent retreat, in the current situation of knowing the FBI's actions but not silent, will ride face provocation, pinch the FBI's face wild slap.
The fact that the airport was quiet when she left can only mean one thing: she left something at the airport that would be a face-slapper.
"It's nothing that will hurt your favorite toy," Belmode explained, "Didn't you like to play maneuvers back in Tokyo?"
"I left some small devices behind."
*
Airport.
As the fourth plane landed, Akai Shūichi gazed at the surveillance screen, his hand switching between monitors.
He switched so quickly that the images from each camera were only displayed for a second or two before they were cut away without hesitation.
The more he switched, the tighter Akai Shūichi's frown became.
Finally, after skimming through all the security cameras twice, he stopped, silently chewing on one judgment: something was wrong.
The number of FBI in the airport was high, and overall it was overflowing, but now, the number of FBI was almost just right.
That meant that there were a few FBIs missing, not many, not making waves, four or five at most.
But this was a bad sign that the FBI's enemies had arrived without them realizing it.
After a few seconds of thought, Akai Shūichi paid no attention to the new arrivals and started switching the surveillance again, only this time focusing on a key location and the path he had to take.
After a brief overview, he stopped the surveillance on a corridor that was used to go to many places, and connected to the channel of the FBI team that was currently closest to the corridor, "This is the surveillance room, please answer when you get this."
The team of FBI just walked into the corridor, heard the voice in the headset have stopped a footsteps, did not continue to move forward, the captain immediately replied: "Here A area 3 group, have received, please instruct."
And heard the voice of Akai Shūichi from the headset, "On your left, there is a fire device that the surveillance can only capture a corner of, now,"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, overlapping Akai Shūichi's voice in the captain's ears, "Dropping!"
It was a crisp beep, like the sound of a bomb being activated.
He subconsciously looked over and saw a small reddish light in the left side of the fire fighting device, a halo of light staining the clear glass that only fleetingly passed through the captain's suddenly dilated pupils.
The next moment, "Bang!"
The captain's head was splattered with red paint.