Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere
Chapter 1766: That Person Is the Assassin!

Chapter 1766: That Person Is the Assassin!

"Aida is going back to York?"

Cielo's expression immediately turned somewhat ugly upon hearing this.

He knew that once Aida returned to York, he wouldn't be able to act against her. Even though Beau supported him to succeed the position of the family head in the future, Aida was crucial to the Collie family. Most of the business operations were managed by her. If Beau found out that he had killed her, he would be in trouble.

"We absolutely can't let this woman return to York!"

Cielo yelled without any expression on his face, then continued asking, "Dane, besides Connor, is there anyone else with Aida?"

"I'll check right now!" Dane replied briefly before hanging up the phone directly.

A few minutes later, Cielo received Dane's message that there was only Connor by her side. She had purchased two plane tickets—one for herself and the other for Connor.

The information was quite accurate as Dane had obtained it from the flight manager.

Upon learning that Connor was the only one with Aida, Cielo's mood improved significantly. He immediately dialed Zaki's phone number.

"Mr. Zaki, Connor and Aida are boarding a flight today at 2 o'clock. It's from Yarlford to York. I want you to deal with that woman on the plane. She must not be allowed to get off the plane. Do you have any issues?" Cielo said directly.

"How many people are around that woman?" Zaki asked.

"Probably just Connor," Cielo answered.

"Shouldn't be a problem. I'll head to the airport now!"

"Good, I'll book the flight for you!" Cielo replied in a low voice before hanging up the phone.

Connor and Aida waited at the airport for almost an hour, and finally, it was time to board.

However, he noticed that she had booked a first-class ticket.

"Why did you get a first-class ticket?" he asked with some confusion.

"I don't like economy class. It's too crowded," she replied casually.

"Given the situation you're in, are you still worrying about how crowded it is?" His expression was incredibly bewildered as he continued, "First-class cabins have fewer people. If an assassin gets in, we might not even have a chance to escape..."

"What should we do now? Should I switch seats?"

"Forget it, changing seats now might draw more attention, and the assassin might not have chosen first class..." He shook his head helplessly and found his seat.

To ensure her safety, he had her sit next to the window.

A few minutes later, the plane took off.

While she gazed at the scenery outside and put on her headphones, apparently intending to rest, he removed her headphones and whispered, "Are you crazy?"

"What are you doing?" she responded agitatedly.

"The assassin is very likely on this plane. With your headphones on and eyes closed, how can you observe your surroundings? You need to stay highly alert right now. If anything happens, you need to be ready to react!" he explained helplessly.

She paused for a moment, then directly took off her headphones.

"Loosen your seatbelt too. It's not convenient for you to escape with it on..." he continued.

She didn't argue, and released her seatbelt as told.

He began to carefully observe all the passengers in the cabin.

"Didn't expect you to be quite smart..." Aida suddenly spoke to Connor.

"Why do you say that?" he asked calmly.

"I feel like even though you don't look very serious, you're being quite careful at a time like this!" she softly said.

"That's because I've encountered many situations like this before. I've already gotten used to it. There's a high chance that the assassin is on this flight. Try to spot..." he continued.

She was taken aback upon hearing his words, and her expression turned incredibly incredulous. She asked, "Are you kidding? You're saying the assassin is on this flight?"

"Yes, see if you can find them." He softly nodded.

Aida suddenly turned to look behind her.

"Move more discreetly, don't attract the assassin's attention!" he whispered helplessly to her.

After taking a deep breath, she began to observe the people around her.

However, after a thorough search, she didn't find anyone suspicious, nor did she notice anyone staring at her consistently.

She thought that if there really was an assassin, they would be constantly watching her.

"Found them?" he asked softly.

"No, I didn't see anyone who looks like an assassin..." She shook her head after scanning around.

"Heh..." Connor chuckled upon hearing her words, then whispered, "There's a middle-aged man with glasses in front of you. That person is the assassin!"

"How do you know?" she asked, clearly puzzled.

"This person's aura is different from an ordinary person's. Although he deliberately controlled and concealed his aura from the beginning, I can still sense a significant gap between his aura and that of an ordinary person. A regular person's weak aura is naturally weak, but his weak aura is a result of deliberate control. This is something that can't be concealed..." he explained calmly.

"This person might be a martial artist, but that doesn't prove he's an assassin, does it?" she whispered.

"Of course, we can't conclude he's an assassin just based on this."

"Exactly, he's even more cautious," Connor replied, then continued, "This person's gaze is different from a regular person's. There's a trace of killing intent in his eyes. Moreover, there are so many people in the cabin, and all the men subconsciously glance at you. Some longer, some shorter. But all men would look at you—it's a man's nature..."

"But this man hasn't looked at you even once. This also shows he's deliberately concealing himself."

"I see now!" Aida suddenly understood.

"Now do you believe that person is an assassin?" Connor asked softly.

"I believe!"

Aida looked at Connor and nodded.