Persuaded by Macbeth, Sophia returned home that day, rested for the night, then hurried to the airport to fly to Bass.
After transferring flights, she was stopped by customs as she was leaving the country. "Ma'am, there seems to be a problem with your passport."
Sophia knew someone had to be causing trouble, though she did not know whether it was the Church or the Mairui Country government.
So she called Macbeth. "Mac, customs says there's a problem with my passport, and I can't go to Bass."
"I'm sorry, beautiful Miss Jensen," Macbeth said in a relaxed tone that carried none of the meaning of apology. "I'm not aware of the situation you mentioned. My suggestion is... cooperate with the customs officers."
"You were the one who suggested I go to Bass," Sophia replied coldly. "Since you're deliberately toying with me, then I'll do as you wish and buy a ticket to Yue City. Thank you for your sincere advice."
"No, Sophia, you've misunderstood," Macbeth said, stunned as he hurriedly distanced himself from it. "What I mean is, we have no authority to influence customs. I deeply sympathize with what happened to you, but I still don't recommend that you go to Yue City."
"I'm going shopping, listen here, you idiot!" Sophia said bluntly. "The flight to Bass takes off in an hour and a half. If customs doesn't let me through, then in an hour and a half, I'll be flying to Yue City."
Macbeth said helplessly, "Why would you think the Investigation Bureau has jurisdiction over customs?"
"Don't play word games with me. It only makes you look childish," Sophia said crisply. "You have half an hour... no more."
Macbeth panicked. "The Investigation Bureau can't influence customs, but... if you insist on doing this, we can arrange for