London, England.
At the top of a high-rise building, a helicopter sat on a helipad, preparations underway for boarding.
Fang Li and Sylvia stood before the helicopter, saying goodbye to their acquaintances.
There were three people who had come to see them off.
One was Vivian.
One was Kanzaki.
And the other was Gohwa.
After Fang Li decided to head for Russia, Queen Elizabeth immediately said,
"Then I shall arrange the transportation."
Originally, Queen Elizabeth had intended to provide Fang Li and Sylvia with a private jet.
However, England and Russia were now opposing nations, and they were in the midst of a war. If a plane entered Russian airspace, it would most likely be shot down.
So Fang Li merely asked Eliza to prepare a helicopter.
"As for a helicopter, I learned a little about piloting in the Vehicle Department at Armed Detective High School. I can't say I'm particularly skilled, but I know the basics."
If a professional pilot heard Fang Li say that, they would probably curse him out.
He only knew the basics, yet he dared to fly a helicopter?
Was he tired of living and looking for a brand-new way to kill himself?
No one could guarantee they would never make a mistake even while driving on the road. When it came to flying a helicopter, who would dare mess around unless they were a professional qualified to earn a pilot's license?
One careless mistake, and if he fell from the sky, not only would he die, but he might harm people on the ground as well.
Thus, while Eliza did not object to preparing a helicopter for Fang Li, she had planned to send a pilot along with him.
Fang Li only replied with one sentence.
"Do you think I'd die because of a