CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 437 STARLIGHT AVENUE

"The flight booked by the unit for me is Lighthouse Airlines Y21417 flight."

After blowing the wind and just returning to the hotel, Lin Wan received a message from Interpol’s Hai City Liaison Office.

"You guys are so efficient, didn’t you say you’d get a week off after a business trip?" Lu Zheng exclaimed, "What kind of sweatshop are you guys running?"

Lin Wan rolled her beautiful eyes, "If I dare to take a week off, this case will be handed over to someone else."

"Then how long can you rest?"

"One night."

"Oh, so it’s only one night! Isn’t that still a sweatshop?"

"Hehe, aren’t you going on a business trip with me? We’ll be vacationing in Lighthouse Country."

"You, this female comrade, why is this business trip turning into an overseas vacation, comrade? You have ideological problems!" Lu Zheng critiqued from the moral high ground.

Lin Wan gritted her teeth; it was all because last time in Japan, Lu Zheng led her astray.

It initially was a business trip, but ended up as a vacation.

Plus, last time was merely an escort mission. They had no idea so many things would happen afterward. This time, he clearly knows about the mastermind Allen Art Company.

With the Invisibility Technique and the Storage Gourd, isn’t it an easy task?

"Get to the main point!"

After freshening up and changing into pajamas, Lin Wan pushed Lu Zheng onto the bed and then climbed on top, "How do you plan to help me solve the case after you arrive?"

Lu Zheng, supporting a bowl with his hand, nonchalantly said, "Go in invisibly, get the evidence, and deliver it to you guys?"

Lin Wan, "..."

Lin Wan twisted her waist fiercely, "When can I cultivate Qi Sensitivity and master the Invisibility Technique?"

"Hiss—"

Lu Zheng took a deep breath and tightened his grip.

So they didn’t rest well that night.

...

The next morning, the two drove back to Hai City, Lin Wan packed her carry-on luggage, and then went to the unit.

The flight is tonight; she needs to collect documents and materials from the unit in the afternoon.

"Someone from the unit will drive me to the airport, you’ll wait for me there," Lin Wan told Lu Zheng, "By the way, did you buy your ticket?"

Lu Zheng nodded and sighed, "I already did, but there were no economy seats left next to you, so I had to buy a first-class ticket."

Lin Wan took a deep breath, "That sure is a sacrifice for you."

Lu Zheng held Lin Wan’s hand with a sincere expression, "For you, I’m willing."

After a few jokes, Lin Wan went to the unit to get the materials.

Lu Zheng reported his medieval journey, grabbed his passport and ID card, picked up some clothes, and pretentiously prepared a backpack.

Checking the time, he played a few rounds of ’King of Pesticides,’ bullied some elementary students, and then took a taxi to the airport.

At six in the evening, Lin Wan arrived at the airport and quickly found Lu Zheng who was eating dumplings. Then she ordered a large portion of beef and green onion dumplings and finished it in ten minutes.

Returning to the terminal, Lin Wan couldn’t help but complain, "Just came back, haven’t had many good meals, and I’m off to Lighthouse Country again."

Then looking at Lu Zheng, Lin Wan laughed, "Luckily you’re going with me this time, so you can taste the Lighthouse Country Chinese restaurant flavors."

Lu Zheng laughed, "There should be authentic restaurants catering to Chinese people in Chinatown, right?"

"I don’t know, maybe, but I didn’t have the time to search properly last time," Lin Wan said, "At that time, there were many people, and we ate whatever we could find; the mission was the priority."

Lu Zheng nodded and said, "This mission is simple; once you complete it, hand the cultural relics directly to the embassy, and we’ll go vacationing."

"Great!"

...

After boarding, Lin Wan got upgraded, and the two sat together again.

...

Nearly thirty hours later, the plane landed at Los Angeles International Airport.

At the pickup point, Interpol in Los Angeles came to connect with Lin Wan, and Lu Zheng didn’t disturb Lin Wan’s business, leaving by himself.

"Hello! Need a taxi?"

Just after leaving the airport and looking around, a taxi pulled over next to Lu Zheng.

Rolling down the window, a black man looked at Lu Zheng sideways, "Chinatown?"

"No, Starlight Avenue!"

Since he finally came to Los Angeles, of course he had to visit Starlight Avenue, in case he could catch sight of some female celebrity?

"No problem! Are you here for Jet Li and Jack Cheng’s handprints and Chinesis Kung Fu?" The black driver gestured accordingly.

"..."

Lu Zheng opened the car door and got in, "How did you recognize that I’m from Hua Country and not Japanese or Korean?"

"It’s a feeling! I’ve been driving taxis for ten years and have carried many Asians—Japanese, Chinese, Koreans—I can tell at a glance!" The black driver said proudly.

"So impressive?"

"Of course, Japanese people are very polite, Koreans are very serious, Chinese people look quite friendly." The driver said.

"Friendly?"

"Yes, they have the same attitude with everyone, making people feel comfortable." The driver mentioned, then went on blah blah about his various passenger experiences, mixing in various slang that Lu Zheng could barely understand.

Just when Lu Zheng tried hard to discern specific information from his words, they had arrived at the destination.

Paid, got off, and Lu Zheng stared dumbfounded at the crowd in front of him.

So many people!

Various cosplay walking on the street, the shops are mostly movie merchandise, and the street is full of tourists from all over the world, all taking photos, shopping, touring.

There’s everything here about movies, but the only thing missing is movie celebrities.

"Buddy, unless there’s a movie premiere, no real celebrities show up here; they’re all in Beverly Hills and Santa Monica’s high-end communities!" The driver stuck out his head and said, then handed over a piece of paper, "Taxis are hard to catch in Lighthouse Country; if you need a ride, you can call me."

"Okay, thank you." Lu Zheng reached out to take the paper, and the driver started the car, speeding away.

Watching the taxi disappear into the distance, Lu Zheng shook his head.

"Ha, did they really think I came for female celebrities?" Lu Zheng chuckled coldly, "How lowly do they perceive me? Have I not seen enough scenes?"

Walking just a few steps, a group of people moved in a certain direction beside him.

"Go quickly, I heard Taylor Swift is signing her new album at the China Grand Theater, limited quantity, first come, first served, hurry and get in line!"

"Go, go!"

"Hey, where’s the person who was just beside us?"

"Oh, strange, he was just here; how did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"