Chapter 503 Long Ao'ao in Action

Immediately, the officer nodded and handed the tablet back to Old Banjiu.

It seemed he had indeed been too nervous.

This was just an ordinary person from the Dragon Kingdom here for tourism.

He ignored this small episode.

...

However, some time later.

Inside a black SUV.

Professor Liu and Long Aoao's family of three were all sitting inside.

The car was driving frantically in a specific direction.

That direction was, surprisingly, the local international airport.

In the driver's seat.

Long Dagui gripped the steering wheel tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

His fat face was covered in dense beads of sweat at this moment.

Sweat trickled down his forehead, slid across his cheeks, and flowed into his eyes, bringing waves of stinging pain.

But he couldn't spare a moment to wipe it away.

His right foot, wearing a custom leather shoe, was frantically pressing down on the accelerator.

The accelerator pedal was almost floored.

The tachometer needle kept approaching the red line.

The number on the speedometer had already exceeded the speed limit of this road.

The street trees and lamp posts on both sides turned into blurry afterimages outside the car window, flying backwards rapidly.

Sitting in the back row, Mother Long gripped the handle on the car door tightly, her face pale, not daring to even take a deep breath.

And Professor Liu was sitting on the other side.

In the passenger seat.

Long Aoao's small body was firmly secured by the seatbelt.

In his little hand, he was still clutching the metallic-looking Ultraman Transformation Wand.

His pair of big, dark eyes looked at the highway ahead, not only without fear but also filled with excitement.

Long Dagui glanced through the rearview mirror at his own unruly child who didn't know when to quit.

His heart was beating violently in his chest.

He felt his blood pressure had soared to the critical point.

As a decent businessman, his biggest hobbies were usually bragging and drinking tea.

But now, damn it...

"Aoao, this unruly child, the trouble he has caused this time is just too big."

Long Dagui thought to himself while pressing the accelerator.

He only felt his scalp tingling, even feeling like crying without tears.

...

You see.

Not long ago.

Their family of three had just arrived at this five-star hotel.

In the top floor hallway.

After seeing that gloomy-faced person who looked like a CIA agent.

Long Dagui, with his businessman's intuition, immediately sensed danger.

They didn't dare to look much.

They just swiped to open their room door, walked quickly into their room, and locked it with a click.

After returning to their room.

The couple pushed the suitcases to the corner.

Because they had booked this presidential suite for a full seven days, they would be staying here for these seven days.

So, Mother Long started busying herself as soon as she entered the room, intending to set out some daily necessities first.

She opened the suitcase and took out the toiletry bag and a few sets of change of clothes.

Seeing Long Dagui collapse onto the sofa as soon as he entered the room, Mother Long couldn't help but complain.

"Why are you like this? Can't you lend a hand?"

"You won't even help organize the luggage."

...

Hearing his wife's complaints.

Long Dagui climbed off the sofa with a face full of reluctance.

He sighed helplessly in his heart.

Thinking it would be better to be back in the country.

At least back in the country, there were nannies to serve them, and he didn't have to worry about anything.

Moreover, in a hotel of this level, all kinds of high-end supplies were available.

His wife was really something, actually bringing some daily necessities from the country in big and small bags.

Finally.

After following his wife's instructions and arranging those bottles and jars neatly in the bathroom, Long Dagui breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to the living room.

He sank into the sofa, took out his phone, and connected to the hotel's network.

Then he started scrolling through short domestic videos, planning to relax.

But.

After scrolling the screen twice.

The overwhelming news pushed to him occupied his vision.

In the video.

Accompanied by the news broadcast sound.

Then he saw the news online about Professor Liu being forcibly detained by Country A.

The screen showed high-definition photos of Professor Liu being taken away by several men in black suits in the hallway.

And below, there were intense discussions from countless Netizens.

Long Dagui looked at the phone screen, his eyes widening bit by bit.

He associated it with the scene he had just seen outside.

Wasn't that just CIA people just now?

"Wife, look at this quickly."

He handed the phone over.

Mother Long's gaze swept over the text and photos on the screen, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Long Dagui lowered his voice and discussed it with his wife.

"You say..."

"It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?"

He pointed at the photo of Professor Liu in the video, and then pointed towards the door.

"That group of people were guarding the room across the hall just now."

"Could the person locked inside actually be this old gentleman?"

...

His wife also frowned deeply.

As an ordinary person, such a major event was too distant for her.

She shook her head hesitantly, and said in an uncertain tone,

"It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?"

"This is a five-star hotel; why wouldn't they lock someone up in a police station after catching them?"

The couple sat on the sofa, speculating back and forth.

Their tone was full of worry for that old scientist, as well as anxiety about possibly being dragged into trouble on this trip.

...

However.

These two adults immersed in the discussion completely failed to notice Long Aoao, who was standing not far from them, fiddling with that Ultraman Transformation Wand.

Hearing the conversation between the two.

This unruly child's movements of fiddling with the transformation wand suddenly stopped.

He raised his head.

Looked at Professor Liu's photo playing on his parents' phone screen.

And then turned his head to look at that tightly closed guest room door.

Thinking of the vow he made at home before leaving.

That grand goal of taking on the foreign devils.

His eyeballs rolled around in their sockets.