Chapter 2050

The 13th and Tata are not so simple as bad guys. It should be said that they are inhuman.

When two inhuman people get together, they don't have to expect them to do things like normal people.

Put the man in the toilet compartment. On the 13th, he took the door bolt from the inside with a very thin fishing line. After locking the body in the toilet compartment, he went out alone. Tarta looked at the mirror, carefully glued his beard, washed away the very invisible blood with water, and left the toilet.

On the 13th, he disappeared. He didn't say hello to Tata at all. He just walked away. Tata shrugged when he got out of the toilet and began to walk towards the Royal terminal.

The Royal terminal is not connected with the ordinary terminal at all. It is a completely independent building. Tatar has to go out first and enter the Royal terminal through a special channel.

Looking at his watch, it was four and a half hours before the plane landed. In fact, it was still a little early. If Saif hadn't said hello to the airport in advance, he couldn't see any clues.

However, there is no news from grevatov and rottosky up to now, which means that they can't confirm whether the plane carrying Clooney will land at Daman airport, so it's better to go there early and have a look. Maybe they can find a particularly obvious sign.

Tarta left his ordinary terminal and began to walk towards the Royal terminal.

The terminal dedicated to the royal family must be heavily guarded, and there will be fewer passengers. The possibility of exposure will be much greater, but Tata doesn't care about these at all. He didn't think he would be exposed.

Slowly pacing, Tata approached the entrance to the Royal terminal.

Tata has no plan. His plan is to be flexible. It's reckless to do so. However, when there is no time to investigate everything in detail in advance and make a detailed plan, he can only be flexible.

A guard approached Tata. Tata stopped, but the guard looked at his badge, didn't ask anything, and turned back and went back.

So Tata strolled into the Royal terminal as if nothing had happened.

"As always, the relaxation has not changed. It's too boring."

After a murmur, Tata entered the Royal terminal.

There are five thousand princes in Shah, of which two thousand are more important. Among these two thousand people, about 500 have private planes, and about 50 of them have more than one private plane, which is the kind of super luxury. In theory, all five thousand princes are qualified to use the Royal terminal.

Therefore, there are not only many people in the Royal terminal, but also many people on the contrary, but all of them are service personnel.

Tata thought there would be no flight information signs in the terminal, but he found that there were also flight information signs in the Royal terminal, but they were all private aircraft.

It's already more than one o'clock in the morning. The information board shows that there will be a Gulfstream aircraft landing at two o'clock in the morning, but there are no other aircraft landing.

There was nothing to see from the information board. Tata was not disappointed, which was expected, so he looked around casually to observe what clothes the staff in the Royal terminal were wearing.

The security level of the Royal terminal must be high, but there will be no armed guards walking around. It's inconvenient to look like that.

"Will you get off the plane at the terminal? That's a question."

After muttering to himself, Tata went into the toilet, and when he came out again, he took off his badge.

There was a super luxurious reception room in the terminal. Tata went in and sat on a leather sofa. Then immediately a handsome young man came to him and said with a smile: "Your Highness, what can I do for you?"

No one questioned the identity of Tata, because all the people who could enter the terminal were royal members, so after Tata removed his staff logo, he was automatically regarded as a VIP who needed respect.

Talta said in fluent Arabic without any accent, "give me a cup of black tea. If my attendants come to me, bring them here."

"Yes, your highness. Please wait a moment."

"Wait a minute, there's one thing. I didn't see my brother's flight information. A Boeing 787. His plane should be landing soon, but I didn't see it. Go and ask for me."

"Ask right away, your highness. Do you know the plane number?"

"How could I remember that?"

"Sorry, just a moment, please. I'll be back soon."

Tata waited for two minutes. Four desserts and Arabian black tea were put in front of him. Then a middle-aged man smiled and said, "Your Highness, no Boeing 787 will land here tonight. Can you provide the aircraft number? In this case, I can help you find more accurate information."

Tata said impatiently, "I don't know what the plane number is. All I know is that my brother came back from Europe tonight, and I can't wait for him to see my new camel. I came late at night. Do you want me to be disappointed? So find out when he landed and tell me."

"Do you know which airport the plane took off from? This will make it easier for us to inquire."

"I don't know! Do you have to tell everyone where to travel?"

"Yes, your highness. Please wait a moment. I'll check it right away."

Tata drank two mouthfuls of black tea, but then put down the teacup and pushed it aside. Then he said to the young man standing by: "I'm sleepy. I want to sleep for a while. Maybe my entourage doesn't know I'm here, but if someone comes, bring him to see me."

"Yes, your highness. You can go to the lounge. Please allow me to show you the way."

"No, just here."

Tata took off her leather slippers, lay down on the long sofa, closed her eyes and said loudly, "tell me when the plane comes."

Then Tata went to sleep. He really began to sleep, and he really fell asleep.

The manager came again, but looking at tarta sleeping on the sofa, he didn't dare to disturb him at all, and the young humanitarian who served tarta: "did you find it?"

"No, no notice at all. Which Prince is this?"

"I don't know. What should I do now?"

"Let him sleep. Don't bother. I'll check again. I can only know when the plane lands. This kind of thing often happens. I'll wait for the news."

Tata slept until 5 a.m. because according to time, the plane carrying Clooney would arrive around 5:30.

When Tata woke up, he turned over and sat up from the sofa, looked at his watch, and then said angrily, "it's been so long!"

The person who should be the customer service manager immediately walked over and said apologetically to Tata: "sorry, your highness, there is no plane you said to land. We have just received a notice that only one Boeing 747 will land in 25 minutes."

Tata said angrily, "747? Not 787? Where did you come from? Why can't you figure out how you do things now!"

"I'm sorry, very, very sorry, your highness. It's really a Boeing 747. It's temporarily notified to land here. In addition, a Boeing 777 will land here only at 9 a.m. and take off from Paris. Do you need me to check it for you?"

Tata yawned and said with a puzzled face, "can I make a mistake? Is it the Boeing 777? Or the Boeing 747? He went to the United States to play? Where did the 747 take off and whose plane?"

"Sorry, we don't know more about the Boeing 747, well, so I can't tell you more."

Tata looked at the person he was talking to with a very bad eye, which made his conversation object very nervous.

"What are you doing!"

After grumbling discontentedly, Tata waved her hand and said loudly, "I'm not interested anymore. I'm going home. I'm a little tired. I don't want to drive by myself. Find someone to take me home."

"Well, your highness, it's our pleasure."

At this time, many people suddenly came in the terminal. After seeing a man in a suit surrounded by the crowd, Tata suddenly waved impatiently and shouted, "forget it, I'd better drive by myself and go."

Tata's pace was very slow, but he looked very angry. He passed by a group of new people. After waiting to get out of the terminal, he stopped, yawned, took out his mobile phone, dialed a phone, and whispered, "I saw Saif, Saif himself. Can you be sure? The target will be sent here."

"Come back, you can be sure."

Tata walked slowly and gradually accelerated his pace. When he returned to the car, he found that everyone was there except the 13th.

Tata reached out, took off his beard and whispered, "you've long been back?"

Roztowski said with a smile: "twenty minutes ago, a plane of unknown origin would land and stop at gate 1 of the Royal terminal. The ground service had begun to prepare, so I came back."

Tata shrugged and said, "it seems that my news is still slow. What about you?"

Grevatov said expressionless, "twenty minutes ago, the departure time of two flights was postponed for 15 minutes without explanation, so I came back."

Tata smiled and whispered, "at least I saw Saif himself, so the information I provided can prevail. What about the 13th? Where is he? Who knows?"

Rostowski pointed to the tallest building of the airport and said with a smile, "he sneaked into the tower."

Tata looked out and said to himself, "sneaked into the tower. Well, this guy is very powerful."

At this time, yalebin knocked on their window outside the car. After rostowski opened the door, yalebin smiled and said, "now find a suitable place and get ready to do it."