Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 1051 - 1039 Reality World [4] Sect Leader (2nd update)

Chapter 1051: 1039 Reality World [4] Sect Leader (2nd update)

Ye Shaohua could rise to fame because luck and ability were both indispensable.

That year, countless people, openly and covertly, numerous bosses hinted to Ye Shaohua, but were all deftly handled by the agent.

Speaking of which, it had been two years, and Sister Jiang still didn’t know if Ye Shaohua had any friends or family.

At the moment, seeing Ye Shaohua walking towards a group of people in black clothes, Sister Jiang was somewhat worried.

The Ye Shaohua she was concerned about had already approached the group of people in black.

"Miss Ye." The leader of the people in black looked at Ye Shaohua, his eyes filled with reverence, his voice somewhat low.

Ye Shaohua’s face was slightly cold, and she nodded faintly, "Where is he?"

"The master is waiting for you in room A19 upstairs," the man in black spoke softly.

Ye Shaohua walked directly towards room A19.

The door to the room wasn’t locked.

When she entered, Ye Shaohua saw a petite figure standing by the window with her back to the door.

Hearing movement, the figure turned around abruptly. When she saw Ye Shaohua, she said with surprise, "Senior sister! It’s good you’re okay! You don’t know how worried I was when I heard that the building was bombed!"

Ye Shaohua looked at the girl quietly for a long while, then smiled, "It was just that the agent was rushing work, so I was ten minutes late. I hadn’t arrived when I heard the building had been bombed."

"It’s good that you were late," Nie Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief, "But senior sister, you’re always so punctual, how come you were late this time?"

"Who knows," Ye Shaohua responded indifferently.

"I just had the people inside check the building’s entry data, but they didn’t find anything, which is so strange," Nie Jinyu frowned, "How could these records just vanish into thin air?"

"I don’t know. The Falcon boss is dead, and the cooperation with the gate will cease," Ye Shaohua said, "You guys be careful."

Once Ye Shaohua said it, Nie Jinyu believed it.

Regarding the building’s data, although Nie Jinyu knew that Ye Shaohua could hack, it was only a superficial understanding; the building data absolutely had nothing to do with Ye Shaohua.

She was still investigating the building’s issues here, so Nie Jinyu did not ask Ye Shaohua to stay.

The two of them talked for less than five minutes in total.

Ye Shaohua then went downstairs.

Sister Jiang and the others, looking at Ye Shaohua’s very indifferent eyes, still didn’t continue to speak in the end.

In the afternoon, after attending an event, Sister Jiang took the tickets and rushed to the airport.

The flight was booked by Sister Jiang when she got off the plane that morning, and the schedule was already set.

But upon arriving at the airport, they discovered countless stranded passengers.

Frowning, Sister Jiang called customer service, "M Country has sealed all the major airports, they won’t be unsealed until tomorrow afternoon."

"What do we do?" The assistant flipped through the notebook with the flight schedule, "There’s a very important event tomorrow morning that we must rush to. If you’re not there, those netizens will say you’re being a diva again!"

"Everyone is waiting, there’s nothing that can be done about this kind of thing," Sister Jiang likewise scratched her hair, feeling that since becoming Ye Shaohua’s agent, her hair loss was increasing at an exponential rate.

"Miss Lin can’t stay up late, let’s go back to the hotel first," Sister Jiang, concerned about Ye Shaohua’s frailty to the point of getting a fever from just being in the rain, decided to return to the hotel first.

Ye Shaohua put on her sunglasses, donned a cap, and walked leisurely at the back with her hands in her pockets.

They hadn’t even left the airport terminal.

When they heard a familiar voice.

Ye Shaohua looked up in surprise, "Butler Mu?"

"Miss Ye." Butler Mu looked at Ye Shaohua with a very complex gaze, and finally said respectfully, "Are you also looking to return to your country? The Mu Family’s private jet is at the airport; would you like to go back with us?"

"Forget it, I’m afraid Mu Xingzhi might kill you," Ye Shaohua waved her hand carelessly.

"How could that be, the young master will definitely be very happy to see you," Butler Mu smiled.

Hearing this, Ye Shaohua paused in her steps.

Seemingly recalling something, "All right then, I have four people with me, is there room?"

"Of course," Butler Mu’s smile grew even broader.

Ten minutes later.

Sister Jiang, the assistant, and others took their seats on the private plane guarded by Special Police.

"I’m blown away; now I even dare to touch a private jet," the assistant felt the seat beneath her and became restless, "Sister Jiang, could we really come across such great fortune? Our luck is too good! No, Sister Ye, it’s your luck that’s amazing!"

Sister Jiang looked at the carefree demeanor of her assistant, her breath caught mid-throat, neither able to go down nor come up.

Just now, Ye Shaohua said there just happened to be a private jet of a Hua Country national about to leave, and the person was very patriotic, eager to help fellow citizens, and very willing to take them back to the country.

The assistant and the others didn’t think too much and believed it.

But Sister Jiang felt uneasy inside; with Special Police guarding the private jet all around, especially now with M Country’s flight restrictions in place, the fact that this person’s private jet could still fly meant that the person’s identity was probably extraordinary.

She wouldn’t believe Ye Shaohua’s leaky "patriotic" excuse.

In the past, there were plenty of attempts to seduce Ye Shaohua, but if they weren’t politely refused by Sister Jiang, they would inexplicably vanish. These incidents had once made Sister Jiang wonder if there was someone behind Ye Shaohua.

But after observing for two years, Ye Shaohua had always been living alone.

Sister Jiang discarded that suspicion.

Yet now, seeing the grandeur of this private jet, she couldn’t help but dwell on the question, if the owner of this plane wanted to seduce Ye Shaohua, not just her, but even their company, wouldn’t dare to provoke them.

Ye Shaohua placed a magazine over her face and closed her eyes to sleep.

Sister Jiang wanted to ask Ye Shaohua something, but seeing her sleeping, she stayed silent in the end.

In the adjacent rest cabin.

Butler Mu was pouring a clear cup of tea for the young man sitting by the airplane window, saying, "I don’t know what’s wrong with the people of South Island, so many people, and yet they specifically wanted Miss Ye to negotiate with the Falcon boss. Fortunately, Miss Ye is all right. Five years have gone by since we last saw her; Miss Ye hasn’t changed much from before, just a bit thinner, but it’s understandable. Ever since the former gate master of South Island passed away, she hasn’t returned..."

Seeing that the papers in front of the man hadn’t been disturbed for several minutes.

Butler Mu sighed, "Miss Ye is right next door in the rest cabin. Would you like to go see her?"