Airport.
A black business vehicle had already been waiting at the airport.
Inside the car.
Samuel Hayes stared out of the car window at the crowd appearing outside.
His eyes darkened slightly, "The Johnson Clan?"
"Director Hayes, I see they've arrived at the same time as us, they're definitely up to no good." From the passenger seat, Samuel Hayes's trusted aide spoke in a low voice, "I'll go keep an eye on them right now! Should they dare to make any suspicious moves, I will take action immediately!"
"No need," Samuel Hayes said with a stern face, leaning back into his seat to rest with his eyes closed, "They're not here for us, let them be."
Airport.
As a private plane came to a steady halt.
The figures of Elder Johnson and Ellie Doyle had already descended from the plane.
A few meters away from the plane, on an open space.
A figure dressed in a crisp black suit stepped out from the waiting vehicle.
As this figure appeared.