I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2509 - 2510: Exposed

"Hmm? Wait a moment."

Liang Xianghe interrupted Liu Hong, "Lin Yi means to say, he plans to fly back?"

"Yes." Liu Hong nodded and said:

"Because no one can tell whether the person inside is Lin Yi or the Sunrise Landese. This way, it can create the illusion of them provoking us first. Later, we can use it against them, putting ourselves on the moral high ground."

Liang Xianghe and Lin Jingzhan froze.

They realized that this plan was absolutely ingenious.

They had only guessed the first layer but hadn’t foreseen the second.

"How did that brain of his get so sharp? Why didn’t I think of this?" Liang Xianghe laughed and shook his head.

"He takes after me."

Liang Xianghe rolled his eyes at Lin Jingzhan and then said to Liu Hong:

"Aside from this, did he say anything else?"

"No, I sent another email, but there’s been no reply. Likely the signal was blocked again."

"I’ll arrange for this. You two keep an eye on Lin Yi’s end. Report to me the moment there’s news."

"Yes!"

The two saluted and got into their car to leave.

"That boy truly reminds me of myself back in the day." Lin Jingzhan mused.

"Wanting to fly back—he certainly has guts."

"That’s why he sent back the message." Lin Jingzhan sipped from his cup and said:

"I suspect the purpose of this message wasn’t for us to deal with security but to intercept the enemies tailing him, providing him cover as he withdraws."

"I figured as much. Once he flies out, there will definitely be pursuers. My task then will be escorting him safely." Liang Xianghe twirled his cup lightly, "This is getting interesting—makes my blood boil."

"Indeed. Haven’t felt this way in ages." Lin Jingzhan stood and stretched lazily, "I reckon I won’t be needed for what happens next. I’m heading off now."

Liang Xianghe nodded as Lin Jingzhan turned and departed.

"You’re fifty-five, aren’t you?"

Lin Jingzhan paused, looked at the swaying branches outside, and the mottled shadows on the ground.

"I’ll be fifty-six by lunar age."

"About to become a grandfather—have you considered plans for the rest of your life?"

"I’ve thought about it, but... it’s something I can’t make sense of, so might as well let it be."

"Planning to step down? You’re not so young anymore."

"Stepping down isn’t an option."

"Lin Yi has grown. He’s nearing the point where he can shoulder things independently."

"Haha..."

Lin Jingzhan laughed confidently and arrogantly.

"Me, stepping aside for my son? Never gonna happen. I’ll lead my brothers and conquer Tilia Island."

Lin Jingzhan left, while Liang Xianghe silently watched him leave.

Finally, he let out a bitter laugh.

Snuffing out his cigarette with his foot, Liang Xianghe pulled out his phone and dialed an unfamiliar number.

"Elder Lu."

The voice on the other end was steady, deep, and full of confidence—reliable.

"How’s the situation on your end?"

"Everything’s normal, except there’s no news of Team Leader Lin."

"Right now, nobody in the world can find him, so it’s natural you can’t either. This isn’t your fault." Liang Xianghe chuckled and said:

"I’ll send you an address shortly. It’s likely within his future activity range. Keep an eye out—you might spot him."

"Understood."

...

Leisurely, Lin Jingzhan strolled out of the courtyard, indulgently stretching his body.

As he stepped out, a black Honda slowly drove up.

Lin Jingzhan opened the car door and sat in the back seat. Sitting in the front were Song Jinmin and the Ace of Spades.

"What happened? Why are you grinning so much?" the Ace of Spades asked.

"Gave birth to a good son. Makes a father proud, haha..."

At this moment, Lin Jingzhan didn’t hide his delight, like a father whose child got into a prestigious academy.

"What crazy idea has he come up with now?" Song Jinmin asked with a cigarette in his mouth, then started the car.

"He plans to get an F15 and fly back. Crazy idea, huh?"

"What?!?!"

Both were stunned, unable to say anything for a while.

"Hey, hey, hey—your cigarette fell on your lap," the Ace of Spades shouted.

"Damn!"

Song Jinmin threw the cigarette from his lap out the window and brushed off the ash.

"He’s got some nerve to come up with something like that." Song Jinmin shook his head.

"The most dangerous place is often the safest." Lin Jingzhan explained:

"With civil aviation and cargo completely locked down, and Japan not bordering any other countries, it’s impossible for him to return. This is the only option."

"I’m starting to admire him," the Ace of Spades chuckled.

"No choice—takes after me."

Thirty years ago, fathers looked up to sons; thirty years later, sons honor their fathers.

Even though Lin Jingzhan had become someone who could influence the world, Lin Yi’s accomplishments still made him proud.

"I’ve got to tell her about this, haha."

With that, Lin Jingzhan dialed Qin Yingyue’s number and recounted the story.

"Ying Yue, tell me, doesn’t the Lin family’s genes look impressive? Just like me, right? Amazing, huh? Haha..."

"I don’t care about that. If my son faces even the slightest danger, I won’t let you off!"

Lin Jingzhan: ...

...

Japan.

Lin Yi parked the car on a desolate roadside.

After sending a message to Liu Hong, he started sorting through his plan.

Though there was plenty of room for maneuvering, he still lacked confidence and realized there was a large element of luck involved.

"Mr. Lin Yi, where are we headed next? Should we find a place to hide?" Caie Mitsui asked.

"Hiding is necessary, but we need to scout the area first."

"Scout the area?" Caie Mitsui wasn’t sure what Lin Yi meant.

"Taking you to do something thrilling."

"Huh? Thrilling? Now doesn’t seem like the right time?"

Caie Mitsui’s cheeks suddenly reddened. "Let’s wait until after we get through this crisis to do that."

"What are you thinking?"

Lin Yi laughed helplessly and said, "I meant something else entirely."

"Huh? What kind of thrill are you talking about?"

"You’ve probably flown on planes before, but have you ever sat in a fighter jet?"

"What? A fighter jet?"

"Exactly!" Lin Yi said:

"With civil aviation and cargo locked down, this is the only option. F15s are two-seaters. Just right for the two of us."

Goosebumps appeared on Caie Mitsui’s skin—she had never considered such a thing even in her wildest dreams.

"Wouldn’t that be too dangerous?" Caie Mitsui asked. "The defenses there are extremely tight."

"Tight, yes. But getting through isn’t entirely impossible."

Lin Yi was now playing a psychological game.

Though the defenses and patrols there were several levels above those for civil aviation and cargo,

the personnel there wouldn’t take this kind of situation seriously.

Their mental laxity could give him the opening he needed.

As for the specifics, he’d need to assess the scene in person.