Judging from the fact that these two stewardesses bowed more than a dozen times in less than a minute of speaking, they were definitely Japan Airlines stewardesses who had not run away.
Yu Jiang thought it was quite strange.
These official members will definitely not shy away from chatting about missions and organizational secrets on the plane, so these stewardesses must have a high level of confidentiality when boarding the plane. They cannot be official members, but ordinary peripheral members can easily leak secrets. Yujiang is really curious about their identities.
In addition to the two flight attendants, there are two pilots in charge of this transoceanic flight.
Before the plane took off, they also came out to greet the passengers (mainly Gin) one by one.
All the crew members know Gin's identity, but they know next to nothing about Yue.
Yu Jiang speculated that the authority of crew members should be slightly higher than that of ordinary peripheral members, but they were limited to their own work areas and had no right to know the specific conditions of passengers.
The Boeing 747 quickly broke out of the clouds after takeoff and reached cruising altitude.
Yujiang unbuckled his seat belt and flattened the seat back, intending to get some sleep to get through this uncomfortable flight.
However, the eyeless Gin came over to disturb him.
Ginjiu sat down next to Yu Jiang, and before he could say anything, the cold air emanating from his body had already woken Yu Jiang up from the cold.
Yu Jiang barely opened half of his eyes: "What do you want to do?"
"Have you memorized the mission information?" Gin asked in a routine manner.
Yu Jiang felt strange: "That kind of thing needs to be carried on your back?"
"You remember?"
"of course not."
Isn't it just murder? As long as you know the target's name and appearance, you can kill him when you get to the location. As for the identity and background of the target and the reason for organizing the assassination, are they really that important?
At this moment, a bottle of gin was congratulating himself on not letting Yu Jiang come to his group.
With such a team member here, Ginjiu felt that one day he would be pissed to death.
"I have cooperated with Ireland before." Gin suddenly said.
"oh."
Yu Jiang felt that his upper and lower eyelids were starting to fight again.
Gin ignored the conditions at high altitude, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Ireland's behavior is almost the same as Pisk's, which makes it difficult..."
He considered it for a long time and chose a word, "Satisfied."
"After all, it was Pisk who brought it out." Yu Jiang responded perfunctorily.
Gin remained calm, but his eyes became a little darker.
As a newcomer who had just joined the organization for a year, he actually knew about the relationship between Pisk and Ireland.
Sure enough, Papert knew the organization well.
Gin continued to test: "Pisk used to be good, but he is old and should be eliminated when he gets old. This principle applies everywhere."
What he said was to test the relationship between Yu Jiang and Pisk.
After all, Pisk took great care of him. Not only did he ask Gin to invite him to the training camp, but he also acted as a lobbyist for him, hoping to get Yujiang to join Gin's special operations team.
More importantly, Gin heard that Papet's outrageous codename was also applied to BOSS by Pisk for him.
What kind of relationship could allow Pisk to reach this point?
You must know that even Ireland is not qualified to be taken care of by Pisk.
Gin had said similar words in front of Ireland before, and Ireland's expression at that time made Gin very happy.
Unfortunately, this time, Yujiang did not meet Ginjiu's expectations.
Because...he fell asleep.
Gin's eyelids twitched slightly, and he stared viciously at the man who was sleeping peacefully and even snoring slightly, his knuckles cracking when he squeezed them.
If he could, he wanted to strangle Yu Jiang's neck right now!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose.
Gin couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to kill Papert on this plane!
Just when Ginjiu's palm was about to touch Yu Jiang's neck, the man who was still asleep suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hey, Gin." Yu Jiang's slightly hoarse voice said, "Don't waste your energy on me, pay more attention to those suspicious guys. There are too many rats in the organization now."
Yu Jiang is indeed helping Qingchuan Yu. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, helping Qingchuan Yu doesn't mean that he likes the entanglement between his winery and the water company.
It would be better for all those dirty rats to die.
Ginjiu snorted coldly and let go of Yu Jiang.
Yu Jiang's words were exactly what he wanted.
The only difference is that in Gin's eyes, Yu Jiang is also a suspicious guy.
Fifteen hours later, the plane landed at the Boston Municipal Airport.
Because they were flying without a license, although the aircraft turned off its active radar and response devices and carried some anti-reconnaissance equipment, it still had to avoid certain military reconnaissance areas during the flight.
Otherwise, it would be terrible if the military regards it as an unidentified aircraft and shoots it down.
This resulted in the actual flight time being slightly longer than expected.
If Tokyo is the base of the organization in Japan, then Boston is the base of the United States.
The organization does not place its core in cities such as New York and Washington for security reasons. After all, where the White House and Wall Street are located, it is understandable that security should be stricter.
The United States is well-known as a "country built on banks."
In comparison, Boston, Massachusetts, is far inferior to New York and Washington in terms of economy and politics. She is widely known for its several famous universities.
Moreover, Boston's economic foundation is scientific research and technology, especially bioengineering and biotechnology.
Yujiang really can't find any other city that is more suitable for organizing than Boston.
He even suspected that the gentleman had a py deal with the president of MIT. Otherwise, why would the organization like to cultivate new talents at MIT so much?
When Yu Jiang and others got off the plane, the flight attendant did not say anything like "Welcome to the next flight" because after all, they were not in the relationship between customers and the service industry.
It was still morning when we left Japan, and it was still morning when we arrived in Boston. The only difference was that the position of the sun was slightly more central, and it was almost noon.
"Let's go to the base first." Gin stood at the front and said to Vodka, "We'll leave as soon as the cargo plane arrives."
Vodka immediately began to contact the operations department in the United States.
Yu Jiang asked strangely: "Cargo plane, we also brought equipment here?"
Just killing a few traitors, there shouldn't be any need to mobilize troops like this, right?
After hearing his question, Gin glanced at him contemptuously and said, "The cargo plane transported my car."
Yu Jiang: "..."
As for Gin's dilapidated classic car, wouldn't it be better to just borrow one from an equipment class in the United States? ?
The Boston Airfield is built next to the base, and you can take an unmanned shuttle bus from the airfield to the base.
While waiting for the cargo plane to land, they could only go to the base to rest.
