Chapter 267 Test Flight

Seeing Castle drive a huge van out of the warehouse, Vincent's two subordinates, who had been sitting in the car for two nights, perked up. TM, this damn writer finally stopped holing up in that strange warehouse to write. But is this guy sick? Why not drive a small car instead of such a big van?

Filled with confusion, the two had no time to wonder why Castle was driving such a big van out. They quickly started their car and followed the van driven by Castle.

Clearly seeing Vincent Adler's two men follow his van from the rearview mirror, Castle smirked. Did these guys really underestimate him? Who follows someone so blatantly? It's like they wanted him to notice them.

Fortunately, Castle had already discussed with the chubby guy how to shake off these two men, so he calmly drove towards Staten Island without any panic. He slowly drove, leading the two tails towards the highway entrance to Staten Island.

In the car behind, Vincent Adler's two subordinates were puzzled. After staying in that secluded warehouse for two days, this eccentric writer didn't go home to shower and change clothes but drove a huge van out of town. What the hell? They felt vaguely uneasy but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

After following Castle's van for less than five blocks, suddenly several police cars surrounded Vincent's men's car. Another police car appeared from the side, executed a beautiful tail swing, and blocked their car to the side of the road.

In an instant, Vincent's two men were dumbfounded, not understanding why they were suddenly surrounded by NYPD police cars. At this moment, the police cars' loudspeakers blared: "Listen up, you are surrounded. Turn off the engine immediately and put your hands out of the windows…"

Vincent's two men were bewildered, but they had no choice but to comply. Besides, they were carrying illegal weapons. They had no chance to escape or even to pull out their weapons, as the police officers surrounding them had already drawn their guns and aimed at their car.

This was Castle's cunning plan. While in the warehouse, he realized he couldn't directly deal with Vincent's men following him. But today, he had to test the drone with the chubby guy, and Vincent's men must not know about it. So, Castle and the chubby guy devised a despicable plan. Using the chubby guy's infiltration into the NYPD network and the vehicle's license plate number captured by surveillance cameras outside the warehouse, they discreetly added the vehicle's plate number to the NYPD's wanted list. Then, Castle led these two tails on a drive, and the chubby guy hacked into the patrol car's alert system, making the patrol officers believe that the vehicle carrying these two men was stolen. This way, Castle could easily shake off the tails without raising Vincent's suspicion.

However, Castle hadn't anticipated that these two men were carrying illegal weapons. The police, initially thinking they were just arresting two car thieves, found weapons on them and immediately treated them as serious threats, taking them back to the station. Meanwhile, Castle had already picked up the eager chubby guy at the highway entrance and headed towards Staten Island for the drone test.

When Castle arrived at Staten Island with the van carrying the drone and its control station, the chubby guy could hardly contain his excitement. He couldn't wait to see what kind of creation his Uncle Rick had made.

With a smug look, Castle parked the van at a deserted seaside spot on Staten Island and opened the back door, letting the chubby guy take a look.

"Wow… this drone is beautiful!!" The chubby guy exclaimed in amazement upon seeing the drone in the back of the van.

"How about it, chubby? Uncle Rick didn't lie to you, did he? This drone is much more advanced than the one you're currently using, which I casually modified in Brazil. Moreover, you won't need to control it visually anymore. Look, I even built you a control station similar to the US military's 'Global Hawk.' From now on, you can operate the drone from home, just like a real US military drone pilot. Isn't that awesome?"

The chubby guy was ecstatic. For a homebody like him, this drone was practically a divine artifact. "Uncle Rick, hurry… let's get it down and test it out."

Castle also wanted to see if the drone he built could meet his expectations, so he and the chubby guy unloaded the drone from the van and placed it on the ground. The chubby guy then got into the van and sat in front of the control station, turned on the power, and started the system check.

The drone, designed by the smartest person in the Marvel world, Tony Stark, and built by Castle, was flawless. Once Castle activated the drone's power system and connected the central control station, the three LCD screens at the control station's center began displaying numerous characters like flowing water. These were the control codes from Stark Industries' drones in the Marvel world, rapidly appearing and disappearing, catching the chubby guy's full attention.

"Wow, Uncle Rick, what kind of code are you using? There are many parts I can't even understand."

Castle didn't have time to explain and just brushed him off: "This isn't my work. I got someone to help with the code. I don't fully understand it either. Anyway, our goal today is to test the drone. You'll have plenty of time to study the code later."

The chubby guy agreed and stopped dwelling on the codes. The system and drone checks were swift. As Castle and the chubby guy talked, the drone's LCD screen showed a 'Ready' sign. The chubby guy, filled with excitement, sat at the central control station, rubbed his hands like a fly, and displayed a slightly sleazy expression. To him, this drone was a divine artifact.

Seeing the chubby guy couldn't wait any longer, Castle smiled and nodded, signaling the chubby guy to launch the drone.

With a shout of excitement, the chubby guy operated the drone, which slowly rose from the ground. Thanks to Castle's design, similar to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Quinjet in the Marvel world with embedded rotors, this drone didn't need a runway to take off like the 'Global Hawk.' It could take off vertically like a helicopter or a Harrier jet. Once airborne, the embedded rotors tilted forward, providing thrust like the V-22 Osprey. The chubby guy, familiar with aerial combat games, quickly adapted to the drone's controls and began his performance.

Seeing the chubby guy master the drone's operation within minutes, Castle had to admit that this greasy little guy was indeed a genius. Despite being a fool in social interactions, he transformed into a genius when dealing with computers and the like.

The chubby guy didn't expect his Uncle Rick to be serious this time. The drone he designed and built far exceeded the chubby guy's best expectations. Especially as the drone, under his control, flew towards the sea, its speed reached 600 kilometers per hour, which was hard for him to accept. Even the US military's 'Global Hawk' had a maximum speed of 740 kilometers per hour, with a cruising speed of 635 kilometers per hour. This was magical!

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