In the suburbs of Tianyuan City.
With a "poof," a bright red parachute ejected.
The airflow rushed in, expanding with a roar.
The parachute generated a strong drag force, aiding the braking system and quickly slowing down the fighter jet.
It didn't slide far before the parachute detached automatically. Once the speed had reduced, the fighter jet quickly left the runway and headed straight for the apron via the taxiway.
The bubble canopy opened slowly. Before Wu Jie could climb down from the cockpit, Zheng had already opened the car door, ready with cigarettes and a tablet computer.
The driver immediately started the engine, put the car in gear, and as soon as Wu Jie got in the car and sat down, he quickly left the apron and headed straight for the downtown area of Tianyuan City.
Wu Jie took a deep drag from his cigarette, furrowed his brows, and carefully looked at the anonymous email sent to the joint task force by the kidnappers.
One sentence, one picture.
