Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God

Chapter 1326 - 1325

"Young man, you should know what happened afterwards."Chen Long said, shaking his dizzy head. He had to admit, the man’s kick to his head was brutal.

The man never intended to let him live; the kick was meant to kill him. If the kick didn’t finish him, the man planned to grab the flight attendant’s gun and end him.

If Lin Fan hadn’t appeared and knocked the man out with a coin, the uncle would now be a cold corpse.

Whether it was Chen Long, the flight attendant, or the stewardess, they were all still shaken by the close call they had just faced. It was clear the man was a tough character, and before Lin Fan knocked him out, his words had piqued their curiosity.

Chen Long had received a strange call just before boarding the plane, instructing him to find someone onboard and eliminate them, ensuring they didn’t leave the plane alive!

Such a seemingly simple task was troublesome for Chen Long, an Interpol agent, as clues about this person were virtually nonexistent. How could he find this person among more than 100, nearly 200 passengers?

Chen Long ultimately used his own methods to pinpoint the man.

"Even if he’s not your intended target, from what he said earlier, he’s undoubtedly involved in this matter," Lin Fan said.

The flight attendant frowned and asked, "Then who exactly is he?"

Lin Fan replied, "We just need to ask him directly."

Lin Fan reached out and gently tapped the man’s forehead.

Hiss!

The man gasped deeply, suddenly waking up. When he found himself still shackled and saw an additional person in the room, realizing there was no chance to escape, he immediately panicked.

"Let me go!" The man struggled.

Lin Fan said, "Stop struggling, you no longer have a chance, better to just answer my questions."

The man looked at Lin Fan, "You knocked me out just now, how did you do it?"

Lin Fan replied, "With a coin."

The man stared at Lin Fan in astonishment. If Lin Fan wasn’t joking, this young man was incredibly strong. Who would have thought there was someone so formidable on this plane!

Lin Fan indeed carried a few coins in his pocket. These were convenient to carry, better than bullets, and wouldn’t draw attention. Who would suspect that these ordinary coins, in Lin Fan’s hands, were the most lethal concealed weapon?

"Alright, let’s not get off topic. You said something strange earlier, mentioning the uncle doesn’t have much time left; it seems like you know what he’s up to?" Lin Fan asked.

The man replied, "I don’t know anything."

"You!" Chen Long became furious. He hadn’t identified the target yet and had wasted so much time on this guy, almost getting killed in the process. He couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to rush over and beat this bastard up.

Lin Fan said, "You probably haven’t grasped the situation. We’re not negotiating with you. Your words have already threatened the lives of everyone on the plane. Driven by the instinct to survive, I assure you, I won’t hesitate to use any means to make you talk."

The man remained silent, seemingly not planning to speak. Earlier, he spoke those words only to gain the trust of the flight attendant and Chen Long, seeking an opportunity to strike back. Now, realizing he couldn’t escape, he decided to say nothing.

Seeing this, Lin Fan said to Chen Long, "Uncle, lend me his small knife."

In other circumstances, Chen Long knew Lin Fan wanted to coerce the man, and he certainly wouldn’t agree. But in this situation, special methods were necessary.

The uncle handed a small knife to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan held the knife and made a few gestures over Chen Long’s thigh, the cold blade sending shivers down the man’s spine.

"I see you’re a Martial Artist, you likely know a lot about people. If I use the knife here and sever your artery, while causing you extreme pain, I’d like to mention I’m also a doctor. I can guarantee you’ll experience it to the fullest." Lin Fan smiled.

Hearing this, the man shivered with fear. Lin Fan truly knew his stuff, and no one would ever want to experience such pain.

Lin Fan said, "I heard from the uncle that you’re quite tense, which is why you drew their attention. Whatever you’re planning to do, it’s making you very anxious, isn’t it? Therefore, this is something you don’t want to do, maybe you’re also forced into it. It’s a pity you can’t change fate yourself, why not talk and see if things turn around?"

As he heard this, the man’s eyes shifted. Clearly, Lin Fan struck a chord.

"It’s pointless, utterly impossible, even an Immortal couldn’t change it!" the man said.

He gave in!

Chen Long was stunned nearby. Lin Fan’s approach, alternating between threat and comfort, was a classic interrogation technique. As a seasoned Interpol agent, Chen Long understood it well. But Lin Fan being so proficient indicated one thing.

Lin Fan had remarkable Insight. He discerned the man’s psychology and pinpointed his weakness, breaking down the man’s mental defenses!

This young man is probably not just a doctor. What sort of Immortal is he? At such a young age, he’s not only skilled but also has Insight no less than, likely even superior to Chen Long!

Chen Long was secretly amazed.

Lin Fan asked, "What do you have to say?"

The man replied, "Because there’s no time left. I’ve said it before, you wasted too much time on me."

Lin Fan said, "That’s okay, go ahead and tell us what you know."

The man took a deep breath, then said, "My identity is a Death Warrior, and I’m on this flight with only one task—to destroy this plane."

What?

Everyone’s expressions changed.

The flight attendant said, "What are you talking about? Are you joking?"

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "He’s told a lot of lies, but this isn’t one. Uncle, what do you think?"

Chen Long nodded gravely, agreeing with Lin Fan’s assessment. Based on micro expressions analysis, the man’s words weren’t a lie.

Lin Fan asked, "Do you know what task the uncle is executing?"

The man replied, "I don’t know, I’m just guessing, because my orders were to wait for instructions on the plane. If the scheduled time arrives and there’s been no directive, I’m to carry out the Death Warrior task. If I receive instructions, I stop execution."

Lin Fan said, "So you guess the uncle’s task relates to the instructions you mentioned?"

The man said, "Yes."

The flight attendant said, "You’re in our custody now, regardless of whether you’re a Death Warrior, you won’t have the chance to carry out your task."

He looked somewhat uncertainly at Lin Fan and then at Chen Long, "I’m right, aren’t I?"

The man chuckled and said, "If there was only one Death Warrior, of course. But unfortunately, even if you kill me now, it won’t change anything."

Chen Long was shocked, grabbing the man and asking, "When does the Death Warrior task begin?"

The man laughed and said, "Right now."

Before he finished speaking, sudden screams erupted outside, as chaos seemed to break out beyond the room.