The special plane came to a complete stop and the cabin door opened with a whoosh.
"The Burmese inspector was seriously injured in the riots two days ago, and he sent a deputy inspector to pick us up." Shen Zhuo stood up and walked towards the cabin door, saying to Bai Sheng without turning his head, "More than 60 children are tied up in the central square of the town. Let's go there now."
Chu Yan was the first to walk down the gangway, holding up the edge of her sky blue skirt. Yang Xiaodao was the second to go down, wearing his pair of fine steel boxing gloves. Then it was Shen Zhuo, who walked out of the cabin while buttoning his suit jacket.
The last one, Bai Sheng, stared at the tall and thin waist of the Chief Inspector without blinking, and then, with a bang, he bumped into the top frame of the cabin door.
“…” The three people in front turned around at the same time, with complicated expressions.
Bai Sheng pointed arrogantly while holding his head, "What are you looking at? I will buy a Gulfstream G600 when I get home. I will paint a white heart symbol on one side of the fuselage, and a Shen heart symbol on the other side. I will give it to whoever is filial to you. Do you understand?"
Chu Yan whispered to Yang Xiaodao, "This spray makes it difficult for me to be filial..."
"Only art can give us order through the grasp of visible, tangible and audible appearances - Ernst Cassirer." On the tarmac, Cameron put his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Sheng, his tone full of sarcasm like chanting: "The visible and tangible door frame and the audible collision give you the order that you must bow your head. This shows that you have the soul of an artist, respected Mr. Bai."
“…” The word “artist” is probably the most insulting curse word in Cameron’s dictionary, but Bai Sheng was still very polite and replied: “Thank you, brother.”
Cameron: “Who are you?”
"What are you doing here?" Shen Zhuo interrupted him and asked.
The special plane of the International Inspectorate was parked not far away and should have landed at the same time as them. A team of well-trained special bodyguards armed with live ammunition was lined up under the special plane.
"I happened to be visiting Japan and came to take a look." Cameron straightened his suit and replied casually, "Although the authorities are strongly suppressing international public opinion about this riot, this is after all a serious racial incident. The EHPBC riot control special forces will arrive in two hours and use military means to rescue the more than 60 underage hostages."
"Military means will only cause a high-intensity backlash in this sensitive area. You are just deliberately trying to intensify racial conflicts." Shen Zhuo frowned and said, "Let your riot police suspend their actions. We will go to the parade site first and try to resolve it peacefully."
Cameron shrugged regretfully: "Please allow me to remind you, Supervisor Shen. I am the acting director general. The arrangement just now is my order to you, not a suggestion. If you insist on going to the high-risk area on your own, I can even propose to remove you immediately..."
Shen Zhuo waved his hand, and Yang Xiaodao shook his ears like an alert Doberman and immediately walked forward.
"Please allow me to remind you, Mr. Director General." Shen Zhuo patted Yang Xiaodao on the shoulder and said calmly: "I am the one who has absolute force advantage now. If you insist on preventing me from going to the parade site to rescue the hostages, I can let this science god of war hit you in the face with a fist weighing hundreds of tons, so that your skull, heartbeat and life will feel the eternal dismissal at the same time. Do you understand clearly?"