Generally speaking, taking Route 95 from Manhattan to Newark International Airport in New Jersey would only take half an hour if there was no traffic.
However, it was rush hour, and countless cars drove out of New York City and onto Route 95.
Huo Shaoheng's driving skills were top-notch. He could squeeze through even the smallest gap.
The drivers on the road broke out in cold sweat and couldn't help but curse at him.
Of course, Huo Shaoheng didn't care about these people. Seeing that the car in front of him was getting slower and slower, he was burning with anxiety.
If it was in his territory, he would have called a helicopter over right now.
However, he was in someone else's territory now. He should have at least ridden a Harley motorcycle over. It would have been more agile that way.
At this moment, he was driving the tall and heavy SUV in the long line of people getting off work. He was in the fast lane and looked at the road ahead. It was almost a centimeter away from the car in front of him. If he took another step forward, he would definitely crash into the car in front of him.
He didn't care about a crash, but the problem was that once it happened, the owner of the car in front would definitely call the police, which would be more troublesome.
He couldn't afford to waste even a minute.
Even the fast lane was full. What else could he do?
Huo Shaoheng turned on the GPS navigation map in the car and looked at the situation nearby.
Just in front of him, a thick bright red line showed that it was extremely crowded. There had been a car accident in front, so it was even more crowded than usual rush hour.
What should he do?
As his mind raced, he saw that there were still cars in the emergency parking lane on the other side.
He looked at the situation around him with a sullen face. When there was just a gap in the lane next to him that could only allow one car to pass, he quickly stepped on the accelerator, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and did a beautiful parallel drift. In the blink of an eye, he changed four lanes in a row from the fast lane on the far left to the emergency parking lane on the far right.
The few cars that he passed slammed on their brakes in fear. There was a series of braking sounds, honking sounds, and the sound of people sticking their middle fingers out of their windows and cursing at him.
Huo Shaoheng turned a deaf ear to them and sped in the emergency parking lane on the far right. He got off Highway 95 and drove towards the country road.
When there was a traffic jam on the highway, especially when there was a traffic jam caused by a car accident, the fastest solution was to get off the highway and take a country road, if there was a road.
Huo Shaoheng found another path on the GPS that led to Newark International Airport. In a straight line, it was further than taking the highway, and there were more traffic lights.
However, due to the serious traffic jam on the highway, it was better to take the country road.
After Huo Shaoheng got off the highway, he drove much faster.
However, it was time to get off work, and there was still traffic on the country roads.
He took every opportunity to overtake other cars and cross the intersection before the traffic turned red. Even so, it took him nearly three hours to reach the parking lot of Newark International Airport.
After stopping the car, he dialed Lu Jin's number.
"Uncle Lu, I'm already at the airport."
Lu Jin grunted and said, "I'm already home. The flight would arrive at Newark International Airport in about an hour, but the CIA had already arrived at New York's JFK Airport. Boss Lu has gone to JFK Airport to create chaos. "
"President Lu went to JFK Airport?" Huo Shaoheng frowned. "There's no need, is there?"
Gu Nianzhi was also wearing a Bluetooth headset and sharing all the calls with Lu Jin.
Hearing this, she said briskly, "It's like this. The DNA sample was supposed to enter customs at JFK Airport in New York, but my dad transferred it to Newark International Airport in New Jersey."
"I just changed the flight schedules of the two airports. They still show the original flight numbers."
"So until now, the CIA, the airport, and the people on the flight still don't know about this."
Because the flight schedules of the two airports still showed the original flight numbers.
"But once the flight lands and enters customs, everyone will know about it. In order to give you more time, President Lu plans to create a little chaos at JFK Airport to delay the CIA. "
Huo Shaoheng heard Gu Nianzhi's voice and smiled. "Okay, got it. Tell President Lu to be careful."
"Okay," Gu Nianzhi said sweetly. "You too."
Lu Jin had already returned to his high-end penthouse apartment in Manhattan's Central Park.
This was his other base, and the laboratory and computer room in the apartment were all top-notch.
Gu Nianzhi sat in front of the computer opposite him and was also focused on her work.
In front of Lu Jin were five 24-inch computer screens lined up in a row, filling up like a wall.
He had already connected to the surveillance cameras at JFK and Newark airports and was sharing the footage with the surveillance cameras there.
Hearing Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng's affectionate conversation, Lu Jin frowned and said, "I'm in danger too. Look, I've hacked into the surveillance systems of both airports. I could be discovered at any moment."
He looked at Gu Nianzhi with hope.
Gu Nianzhi pursed her lips and smiled. "That's right. Dad's in danger too. You have to be careful too!"
Lu Jin smiled in satisfaction and said, "I'll be careful. Actually, none of them can catch me. It was just a hypothetical. The possibility is zero. "
Gu Nianzhi: "…"
Huo Shaoheng smiled and put on his Bluetooth headset. He looked at his watch. "I'll go to Newark Airport and set it up."
..
JFK International Airport.
The airport was located in Queens, New York. It was built to divert traffic from another busy airport.
Therefore, the airport itself wasn't big, but it was precisely because of its small size that it was easy to manage.
There was only a two-story terminal and six runways.
The planes from Huaxia Empire were usually full, so the airport service staff were the most needed.
A few plainclothes CIA agents were scattered around the exit of the airport.
A tall black man was sitting on a wrought-iron bench with a latte in his hand.
Not far from him were two young Hispanic agents, one on the left and one on the right. They were playing with their phones.
However, they were all wearing Bluetooth headsets in their ears so that they could communicate at any time.
There were also two sniper teams lying in ambush not far away, aiming at the passageway that led out of the customs.
If anyone made any strange movements, they would shoot without hesitation.
The only order they had received was to eliminate anyone who tried to steal the target's suitcase.
They didn't know what was in the suitcase. They only knew that it was the CIA's highest secret. Only the director and deputy director of the CIA knew about it.
Logically speaking, when a secret of this level came to the United States, they should report it to the president.
However, they couldn't trust the president who often tweeted, so they chose to remain silent.
This was also a common practice in the history of the CIA.
Usually, the head of the CIA would know more secrets than the president of the United States.
There was a saying in the United States politics, it was better to offend the president than to offend the head of the CIA.
This was because they knew more secrets than the president of the United States, and the confidentiality level was higher.
They also didn't have term limits, didn't need to disclose their budget, and didn't need to disclose their employees. They were directly involved in the National Security Council and had a lot of power.
The photo that appeared on the phones of the two young agents was their target.
It was a Huaxia man, but he was burly and strong, the type that looked like he could fight.
He was carrying a suitcase in his hand. The suitcase was hidden in his sleeve and was connected to his wrist by a black tungsten carbide alloy chain.
Tungsten carbide was known as the "king of hardness" and was known as the hardest metal.
If someone wanted to steal the suitcase, they would have to cut off the person's wrist first.
"Attention, everyone. The plane will land in five minutes."
The black supervisor, holding a latte in his hand, sat on a metal bench, reading a newspaper and giving orders in a low voice.
The CIB agent, who was already nervous, became even more alert. His posture was relaxed, but his attention was constantly scanning the crowd around him.
There were many people who came to pick up the plane, and most of them were Huaxia.
There were also some whites, blacks, and Hispanics mixed in with the large number of Chinese.
This flight was from the Huaxia Empire. The Huaxia people were the main passengers, but there were also whites, blacks, and Hispanics.
Everyone was looking forward to reuniting with their long-lost family and friends. Their faces were filled with joy, and laughter filled the entire hall.
At that moment, three tall men wearing white robes and white headscarves walked over from the other side of the hall.
The one in front had a high nose and deep eyes. He had a full beard and walked with vigor.
Gu Nianzhi saw this scene from the surveillance cameras in the exit hall of JFK Airport and sighed. "President Lu is also a drama queen. Look at this Middle Eastern tycoon's disguise. You can practically see the AK47 under his robe …"
Lu Jin said without looking up, "This is his old profession. He hasn't given up on it for more than ten years."
Gu Nianzhi giggled. "Dad, he also has his own ideals and pursuits."
She stared at the screen and laughed for a while at the burly Middle Eastern man. Then she noticed that someone was also looking at the surveillance cameras.
Her heart tightened.
At that moment, two flights landed at Newark Airport and JFK Airport at almost the same time.
The CIA quickly contacted the airport dispatcher and requested that their targets and colleagues get off the plane early.
The airport dispatcher quickly contacted the captain of the flight and asked, "Can you let these three passengers get off the plane early?"
As she spoke, she reported the three names that the CIA had given them.
The flight attendant on the flight compared her information and said in surprise, "These three people aren't on our plane …"
Before the airport dispatcher could relay the news to the CIA, a series of gunshots that sounded like firecrackers rang out in the exit hall of the airport!
Tongues of gunfire came from the shadows and first blew up the airport's flight schedule display screen!
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This was the first update of the day: Chapter 1803, "All Blown Up".
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