Lin Nuo took Si Xiaoxiao and Si Letian and chose the traditional way of returning home:

Fly from Paris to London and then to Dragon City.

There are also flights between Longcheng and Mosca, but they only depart twice a week.

Monday, Wednesday.

In the event of extreme weather, there may be temporary cancellations.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year in China, Friday.

The time does not match, so I can only choose London.

Before getting on the plane, Lin Nuo called home:

"Mom, I've received both Xiaoxiao and Lotte, don't worry!"

"Oh, oh! It's great to receive it! I hope you are all safe!" Wan Hong said, looking sideways at her mother-in-law and asked: ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Mom, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Xiao Nuo, who are Si Chen and the others?" Mrs. Si was a little worried.

Before leaving, she seemed to have encouraged Si Chen, and with her eldest grandson's character, she decided to make some noise.

Old, old!

I'm actually a little scared~

"Grandma Si, don't worry, Si Chen and the others are fine!" Lin Nuo could only report good news but not bad news:

"Things are going very smoothly, and they are preparing to return to China!"

"That's good, that's good!" Mrs. Si was clear in her heart, and Si Chen decided to poke Lou Zi:

"When you two are out, please take care of each other."

There is obviously something in this statement.

Lin Nuo understood and quickly replied:

"Don't worry, Grandma Si, I've taken care of all the relevant personnel that need to be taken care of over there."

"No one will trace the plane, and no one will find Si Chen and his party."

"It's nothing. It can be solved with a little money, so don't worry!"

There was something in the words. Wan Hong couldn't understand this slang, but Mrs. Si knew it clearly.

Lin Nuo has been operating in Paris for so many years, how could he not have any high-level connections?

This kind of thing can be easily covered by pressing down from above.

The facts were just as Mrs. Si expected. When the fire trucks arrived at the blocked fire scene, the TV reporters also arrived.

The photographer is carrying a long gun and a short cannon, broadcasting live.

The fat police officer on the side is being interviewed by the TV station:

"When I arrived with my team, it was already like this, with flames shooting into the sky."

"I quickly contacted the fire brigade and waited for their rescue."

"When the explosion happened, I was patrolling in Chinatown two blocks away. They were celebrating the New Year!"

"All our police forces are dispatched there, for fear of congestion, stampedes, fires, and explosions of substandard fireworks."

"You know, on this night in previous years, emergencies always happened."

"What we never expected was that something like this would happen in the island-style street here."

"This is really...so surprising!"

The reporter asked again: "Can you explain to our people the specific cause of the explosion?"

The fat police officer subconsciously raised his hand, tightened his hat and said:

"The incident happened suddenly and on an unprecedented scale. We are also investigating."

"We hope that our people can give us some time to further investigate the case."

"In addition, we would like to remind our citizens not to come to this area in the near future. The fire is too serious!"

"Based on the current situation, this street will be burned for at least 48 hours."

The reporter wanted to ask something else, but the fat police officer waved his hand and said that he was going to work.

The people of Paris are quite sane and are waiting for the results.

This kind of thing just happened, so it's impossible to get the investigation results right away.

Furthermore, since they are not our own citizens, just burn them!

The happiest thing is the streets next door——

The island style streets are gone, but the local style streets are about to become lively.

In business, there is always a market for cakes.

There are fewer competitors to share the cake, so naturally the remaining people will celebrate happily~

…

Nolan Manor.

Before they flew over, they greeted Charles de Gaulle Airport here.

What I'm talking about is Mr. Nuolan's private jet, which needs to be imported and flown to the airport.

At the airport, the customer must pay enough and the service will be good, so emergency dispatch was temporarily carried out.

In fact, everything is ready and waiting for Mr. Nuolan's plane to take off and land.

As a result, I was lonely waiting!

Lin Nuo's assistant to the president in Paris humbly communicated with the airport:

"I'm sorry, our Mr. Nuolan's plane had to land at Nuolan Manor because of some kind of problem."

When the other party heard this, he thought there was something wrong with his ears!

Until I heard the assistant to the president say again:

"I'm really sorry. Our president's special plane temporarily broke down. You also understand that accidents are inevitable."

What else can the other party say? They can only accept it silently and express their greetings:

"Is Mr. Nuolan okay?"

"Oh, our Mr. Nuolan is fine. This is a blessing among misfortunes. God bless!"

"Well, you Mr. Nuolan are lucky, thank God."

The other party has collected the money anyway, so you can do it or not as you wish.

Whether Mr. Nolan’s private plane comes or not, we will keep the money and we will not refund it to you~

…

Here at Nuolan Manor, it is below zero in the cold night.

Paris has a temperate maritime climate, and winters are not like Mosca, where temperatures can drop below freezing at all times.

Under normal circumstances, the average temperature in Paris in winter is 4℃~8℃, with occasional temperatures below zero.

Low temperatures like tonight's are not common.

"Boss, our plane is iced and needs to be de-iced."

A team member ran over, pointed at Master Twelve and said to Si Chen.

At this time, the captain came over with a glass of whiskey:

"You're a little rookie, you just have this thin ice, do you still need to remove it?"

After saying that, he took the whiskey in the square glass and took a sip:

"Hi~ha! Leave it to me! If we all work together, there will be no problem!"

Si Chen slapped himself on the face and thought:

[Deserve it! I made you agree to recruit them!]

five minutes later.

On both sides of Master Twelve's plane, there were two groups of people standing in a row.

On one side is the "nuclear neutralization team" and on the other side are the servants in the manor.

"Get ready! Push!! Push hard!!!"

Under the command of the captain, everyone raised their hands, placed them on the wings of Master Twelve, and pushed with all their strength!

Because when he landed previously, Master Twelve’s head was stuck in the garden flowers and trees.
To be continued...