Death and Conspiracy (1)

An hour later, Lu Jia'er and Jin Xiangdong had arrived at Boston Airport.

At the moment, both of them had changed their looks and put on new clothes. Hand in hand, they walked into the VIP lounge.

What happened one hour ago showed them what black technology was. The ones following them did not let them go. Instead, someone helped Jin Xiangdong and Lu Jia'er off the record. Someone hacked those cars and forced them into auto-driving mode.

As for who helped them from the shadows, that was another mystery.

Ever since Lu Jia'er found out her real identity, the patterns of recent events had been shifting from one mystery to another.

She disliked this feeling. However, she was helpless. As if fate was being manipulated from behind a veil she could not see past.

When they heard the calls for boarding. Jin Xiangdong and Lu Jia'er stood up together.

But at this moment, Jin Xiangdong's cell phone began to ring. It was from his secretary.