Federal Building.

Mark's roadster had just come to a stop.

Just as they smelled something delicious, a series of reporters locked Mark in a second and rushed towards Mark who got out of the car, trying to grab the first-hand news with his superior physical fitness.

"Commissioner Louis, I'm ...... New York Daily News"

"Let's go away."

"I'll come first, Bichi."

"I'll rip your mouth apart."

"Ah......h

Mark made a little trick and walked out of the circle of reporters.

After tightening his suit.

Mark went straight into the federal building, leaving alone at the door to serve as a security guard in the midst of the astonishment.

Inside the office.

Mark pushed it away, glanced at Debbie sitting on the sofa, and Director Andrew of the Financial Crimes Investigation Division, and said lightly: "Say, what's the situation?" ”

Director Andrew and Debbie looked at each other.

Andrew then got up and said to Mark, who was walking towards the wine cabinet, "Seventy of the seventy-eight suspects on the list have been arrested, and eight more suspects are contacting the New York Police Department to ask them to assist in the arrest." ”

Debbie also got up and said, "Obadiah Stan is not in the office, the agent who went to his house reported the information, according to Stan's servant, at about eight o'clock last night, Obadiah Stan said that he was out for some business and drove out alone. ”

Last night?

After that fire?

Mark took out the empty glass from the wine cabinet and frowned, "He drove himself?" ”

"Yes."

Mark poured himself a glass of afternoon wine, took a sip and sat back in his seat, saying, "What about his wife?" ”

Debbie flipped through the information she had put together and looked up, "Obadiah Stan divorced his wife three years ago. ”

"Divorced?" Mark raised an eyebrow.

Debbie nodded and looked at the information in her hand and smiled: "Yes, after the divorce, his wife Janice went to Iraq as a volunteer member of the United Nations Red Cross Relief Society to help voluntarily. ”

"Wow, that's amazing."

Mark nodded, his expression was simply speechless.

For such a woman who volunteered to go to a war-torn place to help humanitarianly, Mark couldn't mock it......

Merely.

Mark pointed his finger on the table and said lightly: "Then there is a clue where this Obadiah Stan has gone?" ”

"Investigating."

"It's ......," Mark smiled and glanced at Debbie, who was panting a few more times.

Debbie shrugged.

The next second.

Mark's burst of telekinesis instantly covered the entire city of New York.

In God's perspective.

Like a god looking down on the whole of New York City, Mark fixed his gaze on a small airport outside New York.

Half ringing.

Mark opened his eyes and looked at Debbie and said, "Come with me." ”

Debbie nodded.

Mark drank the wine in his glass and got up, then looked at Andrew and said, "Hurry up the interrogation, I'm under a lot of pressure for you." ”

Andrew was confused.

What the heck.

This is obviously what you asked to check.

But Andrew could only say this sentence in his heart, but on the surface, he was trying to maintain his expression and nodded in a loud voice.

Mark was relieved to see this.

Yes.

This is his territory.

Half an hour later.

Mark and Debbie appear directly at the small airfield where Obadiah Stan's breath lasts.

There are many small airfields with only one runway.

In New York alone.

Such small airfields are enough to have more than three digits.

After all, airplanes are not a luxury in the country, and farmers fly their own planes to spray pesticides.

The person in charge of the airfield here did not stage any scenes such as preferring to die or refusing to admit anything.

To be exact.

The next second that Debbie took out the golden eagle badge to identify herself, the person in charge here directly called the employee who was on duty last night from home with a phone call.

Less than a moment.

The young man in his twenties who was on duty last night heard this question and looked at the picture of Obadiah Stan that Debbie held up in his hand, nodded directly to Debbie and Mark and said, "Of course, I remember this guy." ”

"What did he tell you?"

"Nothing." The young man blinked and said, "It was about half past nine yesterday, I was sitting in the tower on duty, and I just helped him open our protective door and let him in." ”

"That's it?"

"Of course." The young man suddenly smiled and said: "By the way, after I opened it, this guy still wanted to enter the tower, saying that he wanted to thank me in person, brother-in-law, I didn't let him come up, I directly refused him unceremoniously, only our staff can enter the tower, and I have complied with your work rules." ”

The young man said and looked at the person in charge of the small airport with an expression of invitation.

The person in charge looked at Debbie with an awkward expression and tried to explain: "Haas is licensed, I have absolutely no ......"

Debbie smiled and interrupted, "Don't be nervous sir, we're the FBI, not the FAA." ”

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

Mark, on the other hand, was expressionless.

Thank you in person?

But can this be considered a fool's luck?

Mark shook his head, then looked at the young man and asked, "Go on." ”

The young man was obviously stunned when he heard Debbie's FBI just now, and it wasn't until his brother-in-law stabbed him that he wiped his face and said, "Of course, of course, there is nothing more to say, he took the plane and left after I refused to let him go up to the tower." ”

"Which aviation?"

"A private jet for a company."

"What's it called?"

The young man thought for a moment, then pointed to the tall tower not far from where they were standing and said, "I forgot, but I have registered it in the entry and exit management manual according to the regulations." ”

Debbie looked at the person in charge.

The person in charge wiped the sweat from his forehead, warned his brother-in-law with his eyes, and then said to Mark, who had not spoken much: "Of course, I'll get it now." ”

After Mark nodded.

The person in charge walked briskly towards the tower.

Mark turned his head to look at the person in charge's walking posture, and then frowned slightly.

Debbie looked at it too.

It's just that Debbie didn't read any useful information from the way the person in charge walked.

Not much.

The person in charge took the elevator down and said with a smile: "I found it, it took off at 9:55 last night, and the route was the South American route......

Debbie stretched out her right hand to the person in charge with a blank face.

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, and then directly handed the booklet in his hand to Debbie.

Debbie took it and looked it up for herself.

Mark looked at the person in charge and said, "I speak good English." ”

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

That's when it happened.

Debbie's eyes lit up and said: "Boss, I found it, the plane that took off at 9:55 yesterday belongs to a company called Green Planet, and the plane number is ......."

"Green Planet?"

“…… Right. ”