I heard that I was going to Japan to see cherry blossoms and eat sushi, and Long Island Estate suddenly fell into a chaotic carnival.
Reggie ran back to the room and turned the closet upside down.
In his originally small blue backpack, he stuffed five Superman comics, three Transfiguration King Kong toys, and a whole bag of spicy corn chips.
As for a change of underwear and coat, I didn't bring any of them.
When Lynn walked into the room, this kid was trying to stuff a football into his backpack.
"We are going on a trip, not to build a shelter on an alien planet."
Lynn shook his head helplessly, walked over and took out all the comics and toys, and put on some soft cotton long sleeves and light sneakers, "If you don't want to run around the street naked Japan, just bring your clothes."
Reggie scratched his hair guiltily, giggled and ran to help Tommy pack his things.
In comparison, Annie is much more well-behaved.
The little girl neatly folded her lace skirts and took a small box to store her colorful pencils and drawing books.
Kevin hugged the special small kettle and ran to the kitchen to get a full pot of pure water, fearing that his Goldfish Charlie would be thirsty on the plane.
At 12 noon, two SUVs stopped at the door of the Manor on time.
The children carried their own small schoolbags and got into the car like a group of chirping little sparrows.
Lynn counted the number of people and confirmed that everyone had put on their coats. Then he got into the passenger seat and motioned to the driver to drive.
Vought International specially prepared a luxurious private jet for this trip, parked on the private apron in the outskirts of New York.
When the car slowly drove into the tarmac and saw the silver-white Gulfstream passenger plane painted with the Vought International logo, the little ones all pressed their faces against the window glass and let out bursts of exclamation.
Although they have abilities beyond ordinary people, they are still children who are full of curiosity about the world.
The cabin door has been opened, and there are several Vought security personnel in black suits standing on both sides of the gangway.
Lynn took the children up the gangway.
The space inside the cabin is very spacious, with soft wool carpets underfoot, comfortable leather airline seats on both sides, and even a small bar and seating area in the middle.
Annie took John's hand and pointed happily at the clouds outside the porthole.
Reggie had already rushed to the bar, staring at the snacks and juices filled with eyes.
However, when Lynn walked into the rest area in the back half of the cabin, the originally relaxing atmosphere suddenly seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
On a single sofa in the far corner of the rest area, a person sat quietly.
The man was wrapped in a pitch-black battle suit, and wore a fully enclosed black hood on his head, not even his eyes exposed.
He was like a ball of stagnant water blending into the shadows, with no breathing or movement, and even the breath emanating from his body was so cold that it made people hair-raising.
Reggie, who was about to grab a bottle of orange juice, suddenly stopped and the little black man hid behind Lynn like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Annie also grasped John's clothes in fear.
In this spacious, bright and luxurious cabin, the sudden appearance of such an eerie black-clad ninja would make anyone feel numb.
Black Noir.
Vought International The most mysterious and cruel Superheroes.
The number one killer in the hands of Edgar.
Lynn's footsteps only paused for half a second, and the expression on his face did not change.
He knew that this was a threat given to him by Edgar, and it was also a kind of silent surveillance.
"Don't be afraid, Reggie."
Lynn patted the little black man hiding behind him, and said in a gentle and natural tone, "This is the accompanying security personnel specially arranged for us by President Edgar. You can think of him as a black-clad security guard who doesn't like to talk much."
After saying that, Lynn walked straight towards Black Noir in the corner.
As Lynn approached, Black Noir's head wearing a black hood lifted slightly.
Although he couldn't see his eyes, Lynn could clearly feel that an oppressive gaze was firmly locked on him.
It was the instinctive aura of a murderous apex predator.
Lynn stopped less than half a meter away from Black Noir.
He didn't show any fear, nor did he deliberately try to get close.
He just took out a small square box wrapped in tinfoil from his pocket and threw it on the small round table in front of Black Noir.
"I just baked the blueberry muffins this morning. There are still two pieces left. Try them. Consider them as a greeting gift."
Lynn looked at the silent killer, his voice was low, but he had an unquestionable confidence, "But I have to set a rule in advance. In this team, I am the only person in charge. You can sit in the corner and be in a daze, or you can follow us anywhere, but don't try to scare my children. If they can't eat or have nightmares because of your presence, I don't mind throwing you directly from an altitude of 30,000 feet."
Black Noir is still sitting there, motionless.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind Lynn.
John came over and stood next to Lynn.
The blond boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt today, looking sunny and clean.
He tilted his head slightly, Azure's eyes looking at Black Noir sitting on the sofa.
John didn't speak, and his eyes didn't glow with that terrible red light.
He just stood there casually, but the moment he stood still, Black Noir's body stiffened slightly.
Animal instincts are the sharpest.
Black Noir can clearly sense that the seemingly harmless eight-year-old boy in front of him contains a terrifying power that can destroy the world.
As long as he dares to show even the slightest bit of aggression towards Lynn, the boy will break his neck in an instant and won't even give him a chance to draw his knife.
The air seemed to freeze for ten seconds.
Finally, Black Noir slowly stretched out his black-gloved hand and picked up the square box wrapped in tin foil on the round table.
He did not open it, but quietly stuffed the box into his tactical pocket, and then leaned back on the chair again, like a lifeless sculpture.
This is a silent compromise.
Seeing Black Noir's movements, Lynn's tense nerves relaxed a little.
He turned around and waved to the children who were still watching not far away.
"Okay, Mr. Security has accepted our gifts. Everyone should find their seats and fasten their seat belts. We are about to take off."
Lynn's voice has regained the relaxed tone that makes children feel at ease.
Reggie saw that the weirdo in black didn't make any movement, so he became bolder and ran over to get two glasses of juice, giving one to Tommy.
The laughter of children soon filled the cabin again.
The plane accelerated on the runway, and with a slight push on its back, the silver-white giant bird rushed into the blue sky and flew towards the island country on the other side of the ocean.
John was sitting by the window, looking at the increasingly smaller city buildings below and the vast expanse of white clouds.
He turned his head and looked at Lynn, who was sitting next to him and was flipping through a travel guide.
"Lynn, those Onmyōji, can they really do magic?" John asked curiously.
"Didn't we meet before at the Manor, but they were all undercover tactics."
Lynn turned over a page of the book and smiled without raising his head, "When we meet those who are reasonable, we will look at the cherry blossoms and eat sushi. When we meet those who are unreasonable, you will be responsible for giving them a magic trick that they will never forget."