In the clouds, a pure black beast named "Gulfstream G550" shuttles through it, like a mysterious meteor passing through the night sky.

More than a quarter of the Fortune 500 companies in the US Fortune magazine use the Gulfstream business jet. The G550 produced by Gulfstream is an international top-class long-range jet business jet. It has an ultra-long range and a large cabin. It ensures comfort while also retaining the advantages of low noise and short take-off and landing distance. It can be called the flagship model of the Gulfstream business jet, and is hidden in the deep giant eagle across the sky.

But Shen Zifan's face was not very good because he could not experience the slightest comfort and noise squelching technology on the baystream they were riding at this moment.

The harsh sound of the wings slashing the air was like sliding on a blackboard with long fingernails, which made him feel extremely palpitations; the huge and occasionally bursting sound of the engine even made him feel like an old tractor produced in the 1990s in the ridge of the field!

The most important point is that Shen Zifan's already airsickness symptoms became even worse on this Gulfstream. Unlike Caesar and Chu Zihang's as if nothing had happened, Shen Zifan had already spent his boss's efforts just by holding back his own failure to vomit on the spot.

"So... why is this plane so noisy... won't it really disintegrate suddenly in mid-air?" Shen Zifan asked, holding back the surging in his stomach.

"This is the style of the guys in the equipment department. In their opinion, the ultimate speed and explosive power can best represent the most exquisite craftsmanship. Comfort and speed are simply not worth mentioning. They said that their job is to make weapons to kill dragons, and the craftsmen who make weapons never need to consider comfort. Faced with the questioning of many specialists in the college's executive department, he said confidently: 'Have you ever seen a tank installing partition air conditioner, heating cushions and massage seats'! "Caesar sat opposite Shen Zifan, crossing his legs high, and shaking a glass of red wine from Germany in his hand.

For him, who is common in traveling by plane, the huge noise at this moment is no different from the slightly shaking baystream and the rocking chairs at the entrance of the mall.

Caesar had never sat there, but when he went to China, he saw many children flocking to the things at the entrance of each mall. The rocking chair emitting red, orange, yellow and green light kept emitting nursery rhymes such as "Dad's father is grandpa, dad's mother is grandma", which made him feel both absurd and interesting.

"What a wayward speech! But in my eyes, if a high-end private plane lacks the most basic comfort, it will become meaningless except for transportation. What is the difference between it and an ordinary civil aviation plane?...Disgust!" Shen Zifan remembered the fear of being dominated by the plane for the first time when he went to Cassel College with Professor Guderian and Wright!

He covered his mouth hard to prevent an expensive customization from accidentally gushing over Caesar opposite or Chu Zihang beside him.

"The Director Akadula of the Equipment Department also gave this Gulfstream an extremely exaggerated name, 'Slaibnier', the mount of the main god Odin in Norse mythology, and the eight-legged horse under his crotch. They felt that the speed of the Gulfstream they modified was no less than that of Odin's Slaibnier. When they crossed the night sky, they were a burning fire shooting star." Caesar said after drinking the red wine.

Odin, after hearing this name, Shen Zifan felt a little familiar, and a golden light flashed in his left eye; Chu Zihang seemed a little silent for no reason.

"At least this plane is very fast, and it takes us a few hours to reach our destination. We can only endure it before." Chu Zihang patted Shen Zifan's back and comforted him.

That is to say, at the speed of this Gulfstream modified by the Equipment Department, after enduring the huge noise in the stratosphere for several hours, Shen Zifan and the other two landed on the ground and arrived in Japan, thousands of miles away from Chicago.

Caesar turned on the yellow eye-protecting reading lamp above the main seat, and took out a sealed document wrapped in kraft paper from the handbag beside him. The seal of the document bag was covered with a red seal with the word "ss". In Cassel Academy, this represents the highest confidential top-secret information.

Caesar received this cowhide file bag before boarding the plane, but according to regulations, he could only unblock and open it on the plane. Before landing, he must be destroyed without leaving any trace.

The file bag is not heavy, and after opening it, there are not many items inside as expected, only a colorful blurred photo, a memory chip, and a Japanese material with translation.

"Chu Zihang, is this the photo you took back from Japan's lurking in China's eyeliner?" Caesar took the lead in taking out the blurred color photo and asked Chu Zihang.

"It's this one." Chu Zihang looked at the photo and confirmed it, and his answer was concise.

"This photo gives me a very strange feeling, and I can't say it for a while." Caesar stroked the wooden museum with a quaint texture in the photo, and then he quickly found an adjective that could be compared. "It's a bit like the feeling I gave me when I first saw the oil painting of the Black Dragon Emperor biting the World Tree, but this photo was less shocking than the oil painting, but more weird."

"When I first got this photo, I felt a little palpitations. Looking at the pair of golden eyes, I felt as if I saw her coming back through the photo." Chu Zihang rarely discussed Caesar's words.

When he knew that the S-level mission was just a photo, he couldn't help but guess what kind of photos would be enough to make Kassel Academy so powerful.

Could it be a photo of Principal Angers being a peerless cowherd in Japan when he was young? After all, Principal Angers opened his chest and exposed his horse's arms that could run, his pencil-cutting chest muscles, and his sexy boss tattoos on his back must be very popular with the ladies of the Japanese chaebol! But with the principal's personality, he should not be ashamed of this, but would instead talk about it?

Chu Zihang thought so much at that time.

"Shen Zifan, what do you think?" Caesar put the photo in front of Shen Zifan. Shen Zifan was one of his teammates and the only S-level in Cassel. Of course, his ideas are indispensable and very important.

"I feel that this photo seems familiar..." Shen Zifan was stunned for the moment he saw the photo.

To be precise, he was staring at the girl lying in the coffin in the photo.

In the blurry photos, the wooden hall full of runes was quietly lying on the deck of the giant wheel. It was surrounded by a pool of water stains, which was obviously just salvaged. The ancient unknowable lines on the wooden hall revealed a mysterious and bizarre meaning.
Chapter completed!