Chapter 485

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Mou Xiaobai said, "You can rest assured about the situation here. Nothing will happen. You should be careful in the Middle East though. Kaka just contacted me and there's nothing to worry about."

Wushuang nodded as she and Guimian boarded the plane.

The aircraft landed on an old district east of Muscat, Oman’s capital city. The old district was separated from the commercial area by a mountain pass, yet it felt a world apart.

This side featured very ancient buildings. It was one of Muscat's famous ancient cities. Since the plane had illegally entered the country, they couldn’t stay for long after landing. They were also close to the naval base here; so after dropping off Wushuang and Guimian, the aircraft took off again into another country’s airspace. Compared to other regions in the Middle East, Muscat was rather lax when it came to air management. The entire region had poor flight control, making it hard for them to immediately detect an illegal entry of a plane.

Wars were commonplace in the Middle East. They had been fighting with North America for several years. There were also internal conflicts and border regions often suffered from constant warfare. Unregistered planes could travel freely there without detection except by military aircraft, which radars could easily identify. Ordinary helicopters or civilian aircraft like these would be harder to detect.

However, a mafia-owned plane had once been mistaken for a fighter jet and shot down in the Omani airspace before. Therefore, Mou Yao wouldn’t allow any non-military planes to stay more than half an hour within Middle East countries.

The people were dropped off first, then the aircraft left immediately.

This was done both to ensure the safety of the resources and the pilots, as well as to avoid revealing their purpose.

After the plane took off, Wushuang and Guimian entered the old district. This district was nestled among mountains and waterways with steep and rugged mountain formations and deep blue seas, making it quite spectacular from high up. The entire ancient city was in a state of peculiar tranquility. Behind the grand palace were some narrow alleyways reminiscent of traditional Arab houses. Although not bustling with activity, they had their own unique charm.

The mafia has a secret hideout in the narrow alleys of the old town, which is very隱蔽.

Pushing open a small door that seems uninhabited reveals an Arab house with signs of life but no people around. Wu Shuang and Guyi walk out to a side gate where Wu Shuang presses a button on the wall. The wall next to the gate opens, allowing them entry into a dimly lit space equipped with a fully modern identification system that scans their identities using red and blue light beams from top to bottom. Once verified, another door opens for them. They descend the stairs to meet two intelligence officers who greet Wu Shuang respectfully; they do not recognize Guyi, whom Wu Shuang introduces.

The underground studio is 400 square meters in size, and more than a hundred members of the mafia use it as their base to control all mafia activities in the Oman region.

This is the command center under Wu Shuang's jurisdiction.

After greeting his brothers and sisters, Wu Shuang gives Guyi a tour of the place and lets him get familiar with what it oversees. The port city of Fakhruz to the west of Muscat in the old town is the primary oil export port for all Oman, holding strategic importance; the mafia also has an important supply line here.

The main activities of the mafia here are transportation and intelligence gathering, as well as assassinations. They also engage in military operations.

This naval base holds a critical strategic position over the Gulf of Oman, making it vital for intelligence output to North America. The Middle East is often at war or divided by internal conflicts, presenting perfect opportunities for the mafia.

"Guyi, this is our control center in Oman. What do you think" Wu Shuang asks after showing him around. "This is a temporary setup. After betrayal led to information leaks on the other side of the Arabian Peninsula, the boss decided to destroy the previous control center and set up this one here."

"Very impressive," Guyi comments. "It's better than I imagined. I saw the design plans online, and seeing it in person is even better."

"Of course. The boss always ensures that everything he designs is top-notch." Wu Shuang says.

The Ghost Face nodded in agreement.

This time when the Ghost Face came to the Middle East, Mo Yao also gave him a secret mission—assassinating a major drug lord here. Actually, this matter had nothing to do with the Mafia; it was still caused by Ye Tianyu.

He hated drugs intensely, so as soon as he arrived in the Middle East, he declared that anyone who dared sell drugs on his turf would face death without mercy. As a result, a major drug lord, oblivious of this warning, sold drugs right under Ye Tianyu's nose and was subsequently wiped out completely except for an empty shell. This drug lord had a particularly formidable assassin who persistently pursued Ye Tianyu, which, combined with the numerous troubles he recently caused, prompted Mo Yao to decide on eliminating him.

This mission was given by Mo Yao personally due to personal reasons and did not count as a Mafia task.

It was solely for convenience in Ye Tianyu's movements.

Wu Shuang, however, was acting out of concern for Kaka. She had been checking on Kaka via the control center because she couldn't get through to him by phone—his phone was switched off. Their phones were equipped with global positioning systems, which adults provided them with for convenience; Wu Shuang knew how to locate Kaka using this system and found that he was in a small town south of Muscat. Since they seldom let go of their phones, finding his mobile meant finding him.

There had been no news from the Mafia's intelligence station so far, which temporarily put Wu Shuang at ease. She took care of other Mafia business while The Ghost Face said, "I'm going out tonight."

"Where to"

"Just for a walk."

"I'll go with you," Wu Shuang said; she and The Ghost Face were usually inseparable.

"No, thank you," Ghost Mask said. "I haven't been to Muscat in a long time; there are many memories here for me. I want some alone time to reflect."

"Alright!" Wu Shuang was very straightforward.

In the evening, Ghost Mask went out, and Wu Shuang randomly wandered around the old city center for an hour before driving to the commercial district. This place wasn't bustling, but vast groves of coconut and banana trees gave it a lush green feel.

Driving through the long stretch of coconut trees in his sports car was particularly enjoyable.

Wu Shuang's car stopped at the front door of an imposing ancient-looking mansion. The house resembled traditional Arabic houses in the old city area. Wu Shuang knocked on the door, and a woman wearing a black veil came out. Seeing it was Wu Shuang, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and opened the door to let him in.

The ancient mansion had an antique feel to it with added eerie and mysterious vibes that were unsettling and made one feel anxious as if there was something ominous within the old house.

Every window and door had classical bas-reliefs, a special kind of character not commonly found on ordinary carvings.

In the long corridors inside the ancient mansion hung large red lanterns that cast a thin layer of crimson light over everything, making it even more eerie.

"Where's Nishaqna" Wu Shuang asked with a smile as he sat gracefully in the grand hall.

The woman in black veil said, "Madam went to church."them deal with the situation themselves."Fei Mo, are you feeling better""Yes, I'm much better," Cheng Anya glanced at her. "If you're worried about him, once you can move around freely, why not go up...