Less than half an hour later, an ordinary SUV pulled up downstairs from Jiang Yan Hai's apartment. When Jiang Yan Hai came out, the other person immediately nodded to him, then turned and left without even shutting off the engine.
Jiang Yan Hai got into the car. The front passenger seat held a complete set of identification documents, some cash, credit cards, and so on.
Taking those things with him, Jiang Yan Hai drove straight toward the border. The people in the neighboring country were in a secure situation, and if he wanted to take a plane or anything similar, he could only do so after reaching the neighboring country.
So, in case he might need to step in himself, Jiang Yan Hai felt it would be better to leave in advance.
Several hours later, after Jiang Yan Hai had arrived in the neighboring country, two people emerged from a cabin in a mountainous region of Alaska, far away in the United States. One wore a red windbreaker, while the other wore a sweater and padded jacket, looking more like a local who had lived there for a long time.
"Did you hear something?" Allen, dressed in red, asked.
"That's impossible. We didn't receive any advance notice, supplies were just delivered yesterday, and planes can't land in this weather." The man in black spoke doubtfully.
"Then what is it?"
"I don't know."
The two exchanged glances, their faces full of uncertainty and alarm. But no planes should have been coming in this weather. If it was not a plane, then what was that buzzing sound?
After exchanging another glance, the agent in black said, "I don't know, but we should split up."
"Fine. I'll go out and set up an observation post. If you see anything, tell me immediately, all