Three hours later, Chen Shanhe, with all the gifts prepared by Qian Sheng, embarked on a private jet bound for America with Ichiro Toyota.
At an altitude of ten thousand meters, inside the cabin.
Chen Shanhe sat calmly by the window, peering through the thick glass with a mind full of heavy thoughts at the glittering lights below, which belonged to a region in Japan.
Ichiro Toyota, concerned, asked, "Chen Sang, what are you thinking about?"
Chen Shanhe didn't speak but silently took out his phone and opened a communication link that he hadn't accessed for a long time.
This was the link that Lin Mo had once used to contact him under the guise of the Abyss Organization, and later, Chen Shanhe had tried various means to reestablish contact with Lin Mo.
It wasn't for any other reason, but when Chen Shanhe felt the need to talk to someone, the figure of Lin Mo would unconsciously appear in his mind.
