Wren stood beside the runway and exhaled.

He'd been waiting here for a while, feeling like he would be a bit of a waste of shoes if he stood any longer—he subconsciously stood on tiptoe and rubbed the tip of his shoe on the ground because of the lingering nervousness.

In the past few days, he has contacted Sidra under the pretext of discussing concert matters as the organizer, but many calls have been answered by the other party's agent, and Rennes has refused to talk to Sidra in person for various reasons.

And then pulled to this day.

Three days before the concert, Sidra will arrive early.

Wren looked down at the ground that had been rubbed against his shoes, stomped his foot hard, and touched something under his clothes with his hand on his chest.

I hope the preparation with Alexia will be useful.

......

Amid a buzz, a plane landed at the airport.

Not long after, the hatch opened, and several people stepped down from it.

Led by Sidra, who had conspicuous long red hair, slightly followed by the agent and several people dressed as bodyguards.

The female agent's expression changed slightly when she walked over to see Wren who was standing alone and waiting, as if she didn't expect to see him here.

"Hello, you're ......"

The agent held out his hand, and Wren shook it gently, but without too much introduction, he looked behind them.

The agent was a little confused, and turned around to follow his gaze, and found that the plane that had just brought them had started again.

She looked back at Wren, wondering what they were waiting for.

Wren didn't answer her until he watched the plane take off and leave, then turned to Sidra, who was standing aside.

"I wonder if Mr. Sidra is free to talk to me now?"

The agent heard his voice, it was the person who had been in contact with her these days, but he didn't expect it to be him. Hurriedly stood in front of Sidra: "I'm sorry, we just sat on the plane for so long, Sidra is a little tired, so ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Sidra on the side agreed to Wren's request in a very strange accent.

"Yes."

The agent gave him a color to express his incomprehension, but the latter just smiled.

Helpless......

"Okay, what do you want to say?"

Wren's eyes remained fixed on Sidra, "I want to talk to Mr. Sidra alone."

"No!"

"Okay."

The agent and her singer had opposite opinions, and the former was defeated again in the eye confrontation, and after staring at Rennes for a few seconds, he left with the bodyguards.

After the others left, Sidra said in a broken lingua franca, "I didn't expect it to be you, your eyes don't look very friendly."

While Wren was staring at Sidra, Sidra was staring at him.

"It just so happens that you make me a little uncomfortable, I smell the disgusting smell that is everywhere in your flesh and soul."

......

Captain Seven looked at the few people on the surveillance screen, his brows furrowed.

That agent is meaningless, one ordinary person, and the remaining few bodyguards, it is not much stronger, and it is up to the level of dozens of certificates.

So he knew that it was not himself who was in danger. ….

Thinking of this, Captain Seven looked at the other monitors on the side, which were in the direction of the airport runway, but unfortunately they were all turned off now.

It's not the cameras that are destroyed, it's that they turn it off themselves.

Staring at the black screen for a while, Captain Seven lowered his head and landed on the control panel in front of him, and with the press of a few of the buttons, he could know what was going on on the other side of the camera.

But the order he received before the mission was: calm down.

"Calm down."

Don't do anything superfluous until you have to.

Captain Seven exhaled and returned his gaze to the screen where the Homo economicus was.

This look made him feel a little strange.

The airport is not open today, and all flights have been cancelled, leaving only a small number of staff and members of the security team. Before that, a subordinate of the security team disguised as an airport employee brought a glass of water to the female agent sitting in the VIP lounge.

The other party looked bad, and put it on the coffee table without drinking.

At this time, he looked down at the cup, but it didn't look like he wanted to drink, and his expression became more and more weird.

Feeling nervous?

What's in the cup?

Captain Seven straightened up and looked around the monitoring room where he was, but unfortunately this was not his office, and he was so nervous that he hadn't poured himself a glass of water before.

Just as he was about to call someone to go outside to get a drink, Captain Seven's eyes suddenly froze, and he noticed something unusual on the screen.

It seems that the footage coming from the camera has some jitter?

It's very slight, almost invisible, and it's hard to even tell if there was this kind of shaking before, but it was ignored by yourself, and you may think it's a normal flickering of the screen.

But combined with the appearance of that agent, Captain Seven had a bad guess.

He pressed his hand to the flat place on the counter, felt it with his heart, and then his eyebrows wrinkled even more.

There is also a very slight vibration sensation coming from it, which would definitely be ignored if you didn't pay special attention to it.

And the vibrations are not continuous, and there is no regularity, but one at a time, and the intervals are very dense.

Captain Seven immediately contacted the other subordinates at the airport, and the news from various places confirmed his suspicions.

There can be no mistake, the whole airport is shaking.

But Brica's airport has the best magical stability, and there is definitely a factor beyond common sense to achieve this magnitude of vibration that even a human can barely feel.

If it was open to the public today, it would barely make sense for flights to take off and land, and people to come and go, but today there are none of these.

Excluding natural disasters such as earthquakes, which can be easily predicted long ago, it only shows what is happening near the airport.

Captain Seven shifted his gaze to the unturned screens again.

Do you want to take a look?

Is this the time of last resort?

If something really happens, you might as well make arrangements yourself, right?

Captain Seven stretched out his hand to the console, put his index finger on the button, and with a slight force, the button went down......

Halfway through.

With just a little more force, the turned off camera will turn on.

But it was at this point that Captain Seven felt as if his fingers froze, and he stared at his own hand as if he were looking at someone else's hand.

With this thought, Captain Seven quickly closed his eyes.

If you don't look at it, just press it down.

「！

！」

Ignoring the stiffness of his fingers as if they were petrified, Captain Seven pressed down as if he had mobilized someone else's fingers.

Then, little by little, I opened my eyes with difficulty and looked at the screens.

In the field of vision seen by the surveillance camera, the entire runway apron area is full of potholes, and there are several ravines that spread into the distance, and I am afraid that there is no complete place where the plane can land.

The only ones are Wren and Sidra.

Silver pile knife