CHAPTER 875: CHAPTER 875: MERELY MY TOY (1)

Huangfu Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I’ll be there right away!"

At this moment, any error in judgment might affect whether they could find Gan Tang or not.

Although he usually had confidence in himself, he couldn’t help but worry this time. Hearing this news finally reassured him of his inference.

Ten minutes later, the convoy rushed into the airport, where the person in charge was already waiting at the entrance.

"Duke..."

Huangfu Jue interrupted the pleasantries, "Get to the point!"

Sensing the coldness in the man’s tone, the person in charge didn’t dare waste any more time and quickly got to the point.

"We found the car you were looking for, but there was no one inside. The photos from the National Bureau have been verified by computer; there is no record of their boarding or ticket information."

"How is that possible!" Charlie frowned and spoke up from the side, "Their car is at the airport. If they weren’t planning to leave, they wouldn’t have come here. Are you sure all the planes have been checked?"

"Yes, truly," the person in charge said humbly, "I personally ordered the checks, there can be no mistake."

Huangfu Jue took a deep breath, "Search the entire airport again: planes, luggage compartments, corridors... everywhere people can go, check it all over again!"

"Understood!" The person in charge hurriedly agreed, then waved to his subordinates behind him, "Hurry up."

Charlie immediately waved to signal his people to join the airport’s security manager.

"Where’s the surveillance room?" asked Huangfu Jue.

"This way, please!" The person in charge cautiously escorted Huangfu Jue to the main surveillance room.

As Huangfu Jue climbed the steps, he issued another command.

"Give me the flight schedule for the last two hours."

"Yes."

"All private jets must be checked too."

"Yes."

"And... all the flight crew."

...

By the time Huangfu Jue reached the main dispatch room, all his orders had been transmitted, and the flight schedule was delivered to his hand.

"Please... have a seat!"

The person in charge pulled a chair for him, but the man ignored it, holding the schedule in one hand while using the other to slide through the flight information line by line.

At the same time, several fully armed agents had already arrived at the airport, sealing all exits and meticulously checking every person inside.

Passengers, staff...

Every plane, every piece of luggage, every person... everything underwent rigorous inspection.

Time ticked by, but there was no news.

Charlie, standing to the side, was filled with anxiety. Time was of the essence; every minute wasted increased the chances of the other party escaping.

Huangfu Jue lifted his eyes from the schedule, "Have all flights been grounded?"

The person in charge immediately nodded, "Yes!"

"Ahem!" An assistant on the side lightly coughed and reached out to tug the sleeve of the person in charge.

Huangfu Jue noticed the small action and turned his sharp gaze to the assistant, "What’s going on?"

The assistant’s face tensed.

"Speak!"

Huangfu Jue commanded coldly.

"Yes, Duke." The assistant swallowed nervously, "When the order was received, one plane was already on the runway. We didn’t stop it."

Huangfu Jue’s pupils contracted dangerously, and his face turned cold, causing the air in the dispatch room to freeze.