434: Chapter 434 A passenger fainted in the toilet, so who boarded the plane?

Chicago, Ability User Bureau Branch Office.

Black Widow sat in her office, staring at the mountain of reports before her, her expression so dark it looked like it could drip water.

It had been three whole days...

Three days!

She had mobilized every force at her disposal, turning the entire city of Chicago upside down.

Yet those four people—whether it was Ye Chen and Yan Qingwu, or that blonde-haired, blue-eyed "Japanese couple"—had all seemingly evaporated into thin air, vanishing without a trace.

Surveillance had been checked countless times, street corners searched repeatedly, and she had even sent people down into the sewers to look...

Not even a single hair was found!

"Useless!"

She slammed the report in her hand onto the desk, causing the tall, thin man beside her to tremble.

"Big Sister, we've already done our best..."

"Your best?"

Black Widow whipped her head around, her eyes bloodshot.

"The Manluodi Family has pushed us countless times; they want the killers!"

"Even if the killers haven't been caught, we should at least have their location or whereabouts!"

"But now? We haven't found a single trace!"

Someone hesitated for a moment before asking, "Big Sister, could they have already left the USA?"

Black Widow paused.

Left?

Impossible!

Airports, ports, borders...

Everything was locked down tight!

They couldn't escape even if they had wings!

But on second thought, something felt wrong.

If they were truly still in the country, how could they not be found?

With current technology, finding someone's whereabouts should be as easy as turning over a hand!

She took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in her heart, and spoke coldly: "What's the situation at the airport?"

One of her subordinates hesitated before reporting with a bitter face.

"Big Sister, the airport side is about to collapse under the pressure."

Black Widow frowned. "What do you mean?"

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his forehead before explaining.

"We've blocked all flights to the Dragon Country and Japan, causing thousands of travelers to be stranded at the airport."

"Those people have been causing a scene at the airport for three days; they've even put up protest banners."

"And..."

He paused, his voice dropping even lower. "The stock market in the USA has been falling disastrously these past few days because of this. The stocks of several major financial magnates are plummeting; it's said they've already lost tens of billions."

"Now those big shots are all applying pressure, demanding the lockdown be lifted as soon as possible."

"If we don't clear the flights..."

"I'm afraid something major is really going to happen."

That was true.

The major financial magnates were not a united front!

On the contrary.

They had been fighting openly and secretly for over a decade.

Now that an important member of one magnate's family had finally been killed, not kicking them while they were down and merely demanding the lift of the lockdown was already considered restraint...

Black Widow's expression suddenly turned even uglier.

She favored the Manluodi Family, so everything she had done these past few days was performed under pressure, wanting to give the Manluodi Family a perfect result.

She just never expected...

That the lockdown, her proudest move, would actually cause such consequences.

Tens of billions?

She couldn't imagine how much money that was, but she knew...

If she continued to persist, she might have to take the fall.

Sure enough.

In the next second, the office door was violently pushed open.

A Middle-aged Man in a suit strode in, his face ashen.

"Black Widow!"

"A call came from the White House!"

"They want you to lift the lockdown immediately and let all flights proceed!"

Black Widow stood up abruptly. "But those four people..."

"No buts!"

The Middle-aged Man interrupted her sharply.

"Do you know how much money the country has lost because of this three-day lockdown? Tens of billions! Tens of billions!"

"Those financial magnates have gone crazy!"

"If we don't lift it, they're going to unite to impeach Old Pu!"

"Can you bear this responsibility?!"

Black Widow slumped into her chair, completely stunned.

The Middle-aged Man took a deep breath, his tone softening slightly.

"Those people—catch them if you can, but if you can't..."

"Let Interpol handle it."

"The USA cannot afford to keep being tossed around like this."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Black Widow sat in her chair, staring at the ceiling, her mind a complete blank.

She lost.

She lost completely.

She had locked down for three days and lost tens of billions, and in the end, she hadn't even caught a single hair.

Those four people had seemingly evaporated, vanishing without a trace.

She suddenly remembered the words Ye Chen said before he left.

"I will definitely walk out of the USA, and I'll do it openly and boldly."

So...

He had anticipated all of this long ago?

From the beginning, he knew that no matter how powerful the USA acted, as long as he insisted on not showing himself or left from somewhere else, the USA wouldn't be able to hold out for long!

Her face went cold as she gritted her teeth. "Ye Chen! And those two blonde-haired, blue-eyed ones... just you wait!!!"

...

...

The plane bound for Shanghai pierced through the clouds and mist, flying steadily at an altitude of ten thousand miles.

In a window seat in the back row of economy class sat a Black man and woman.

The man was built sturdily, wearing a gaudy Hawaiian shirt and an exaggerated pair of sunglasses, leaning back in his seat and snoring loudly.

The woman had dreadlocks, her skin was dark and shiny, and her lips were painted with bright lipstick as she scrolled through photos on her phone.

No one noticed them.

Because they were truly too unremarkable...

A flight attendant pushed a food cart past, politely asking if they needed a drink. The woman replied in fluent English, sounding like a native Chicagoan.

But no one would have guessed...

That these two seemingly ordinary African individuals were actually the number one fugitives being frantically hunted across the entire USA.

Ye Chen.

Yan Qingwu.

An hour ago, the moment the airport finally succumbed to pressure and announced the lift of the lockdown, they had blended into the first group of people boarding and walked through the gate openly and boldly.

The FBI agents and Ability User Bureau operatives standing in wait let their gazes sweep over them without lingering for a second.

After all...

They were looking for Dragon Country citizens and a blonde-haired, blue-eyed "Japanese couple."

What did that have to do with Africans?

As for iris recognition?

Sorry!

To Ye Chen, who possessed the Houtu Inheritance, such a small matter wasn't even worth mentioning.

He had taken advantage of an unlucky African couple going to the restroom to use a small trick and swap their identities...

That man and woman were still fainted in the restroom now.

And Ye Chen had used the power of the Houtu Inheritance to change the shape of their irises.

Though it was only temporary.

It was more than enough.

After Yan Qingwu dealt with the flight attendant, she leaned back and whispered, "Say, what do you think Black Widow and her gang are doing right now?"

Ye Chen kept his eyes closed and spoke lazily.

"Probably cursing up a storm."

"Locked down for three days, lost tens of billions, and didn't even find a single hair."

"If I were them, I'd be cursing too."

Yan Qingwu couldn't help but laugh.

She put down her phone and turned her head to look at Ye Chen's face, which had been disguised as a sturdy Black man, her eyes full of amusement.

"They'd never imagine we got on a plane at the first opportunity."

"By the time they react, we'll probably already be in Shanghai."

Ye Chen opened one eye and glanced at her.

"What? A bit reluctant to leave?"

Yan Qingwu rolled her eyes.

"Reluctant, my foot!"

"I just think it's so thrilling!"

"This trip to the USA has been more exciting than all my experiences in the Dragon Country over the last twenty years combined!"

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

"When we get back, give Old Man Xuan Yuan a call and have him treat us to a meal."

"After all, we handled a major matter for him on this trip."

Yan Qingwu paused, then realized: "Oh right! That bronze key is still on you! And you even took out the second-in-command of the world's largest drug cartel!"

Ye Chen closed his eyes again and said lazily, "It's settled. I'll take a nap first; wake me up when we arrive."

Yan Qingwu gave an affirmative response.

"Sure, go ahead and sleep."

As she spoke.

She took out her phone and quietly snapped a photo of Ye Chen.

In the photo, the "sturdy Black man" was leaning against the seat back, sleeping peacefully.

Looking at the photo, Yan Qingwu couldn't help but chuckle.

This guy is truly a treasure.

...

Meanwhile, at Chicago O'Hare International Airport.

The evening glow spilled over the tarmac as planes took off and landed, resuming their usual busy schedule.

In the airport security office, a janitor stood trembling before the supervisor.

"Su... Supervisor, I found two people in the men's restroom!"

The supervisor frowned. "Who?"

The janitor swallowed hard. "A man and a woman, Black, fainted in there."

The supervisor was stunned, then his expression changed drastically.

Ten minutes later.

The sound of rapid high heels echoed in the hallway outside the security office.

Black Widow charged in, her face so dark it looked like it could drip water.

"Where are they?"

The supervisor hurriedly pointed to the room inside. "In... in there."

Black Widow shoved him aside and rushed into the room.

Inside the room.

A man and a woman were sitting on two chairs.

Both were still unconscious, their heads lolling to the side.

Black Widow stared at those two faces, then whipped around and roared at her subordinates behind her: "Check! Check every flight to the Dragon Country and Japan today! Especially the Black passengers!"