Chapter 1281: Valkyrie
Copenhagen International Airport.
A flight from Greenland to Denmark had just arrived, and its passengers were disembarking one by one. Among them was a middle-aged man in a wide-brimmed hat who looked like an engineer.
As he walked, he took out his phone and opened a news app. A breaking news alert occupied the most prominent spot.
Two hours earlier, a Greenlandair passenger plane had suddenly lost contact during its flight. Reportedly, all 41 people aboard, including passengers and crew, were now missing. Greenland and Iceland had promptly assembled rescue teams and were preparing to launch a search.
The engineer-looking middle-aged man wore a strange expression when he saw the news.
It was neither the joy of narrowly escaping disaster nor sympathy or regret. When he saw the report, he let out a long breath, a faint excitement glinting in his eyes, as if he had just accomplished some goal.
However, he quickly closed the news app, opened a contact named Car Maintenance, and sent a message.
—I've succeeded. You can delete all records of contact between us as agreed. Don't come looking for me again afterward.
After sending it, the engineer-looking middle-aged man prepared to completely format his phone and restore it to factory settings.
But to his surprise, the next moment he collided head-on with someone. His phone slipped from his hand and was about to hit the floor when a hand caught it.
That hand was beautiful, long and slender, yet it did not lack strength.
A look of astonishment appeared on the engineer-looking middle-aged man's face. He instinctively reached for his phone, but the person opposite him showed no intention of returning it, instead holding it in her hand and idly playing with it.
The engineer-looking middle-aged man looked up, and his expression