The Japanese were duped, but they could only grit their teeth and bear it, as Angel had beaten them to the punch by sending out an email announcing the matter, framing them for colluding with the Japanese government to kidnap Angel. So, when that brat Kamei heard the news, he was instantly furious enough to drop dead! Over the next few days, Yusuf Zuck began a rocky series of medical consultations. The third was Chinese, arranged by Dragon Group, and no patient appeared, only a person who seemed to be a scientific researcher, carrying a container that could be frozen. The fourth and fifth were from Arab countries. The sixth from South America. The seventh from the UK. The eighth and ninth were also Chinese. The last one was American. Original content can be found at noⅴelfire.net After eight consecutive busy days, Yusuf Zuck experienced no surprises, and before he stopped seeing patients on the ninth day, he carefully reviewed the ninth patient’s information. "This time it won’t be easy to deal with. It’s not safe for us to travel by sea or land either, as their naval power is the strongest. Just one warship and we’re sunk, so we can’t travel by water or land," Yusuf Zuck said while beginning to pack his things. He had a travel bag with some valuable items inside. "Then how do we get out?" Maurice Singleton was a bit nervous. Today was the last day, and although there had been some minor friction over the previous eight days, it had all been resolved by Yusuf Zuck. Today was crucial, the last time, and also because the patient was American. He was well aware that after the CIA’s last failure, they would not let things go this time. "Today, you don’t need to come with me. Take my things and leave first," Yusuf Zuck thought for a moment and said, "Go find a smuggling boat. We’ll smuggle ourselves out." "That’s not a problem, but there aren’t any boats that go directly to China!" Maurice Singleton reminded him. "You fool, as long as we leave the United States territory, that’s enough," Yusuf Zuck scolded with a laugh. "Then let’s go to Canada. Canada is very close to the United States, and we have contact people there too. Once we get to Canada, we can go wherever we want!" "No," Yusuf Zuck looked at Maurice Singleton, "For this smuggling operation, only the two of us must know. You can’t go to Swiss Suarez’s people either. Don’t contact anyone familiar." "I understand," Maurice Singleton nodded. He was already wanted, not just in the United States but also in Mexico, and was on Interpol’s radar. Moreover, it was likely that many within Swiss Suarez had been compromised by the CIA. "Here’s what we’ll do: you take me to find the smuggler, and once we’ve settled on a time to board the boat, I’ll go treat the patient, then leave immediately." "Okay," Maurice Singleton began packing his things. Yusuf Zuck also began to apply makeup. He didn’t plan to wear the black robe today, having always given the enemy the impression that he wore one, so today’s disguise would make his actions more convenient and catch the enemy off guard. He put on a wig that was slightly blonde and added some more to the beard he already had. Moreover, Maurice Singleton had prepared a pair of blue contact lenses for him; once he put those over his eyes, they immediately turned blue. His nose altered with makeup, he gained a high-bridged and large nose, the standard look of a Westerner. Since the two were at the docks, Maurice Singleton was adept at contacting smugglers, so they quickly found one Maurice Singleton knew. Of course, the smuggler didn’t recognize Maurice Singleton. The two negotiated a price and agreed to leave at ten o’clock that night, waiting for it to be dark. After settling on the price, the two drove around the Los Angeles streets and alleys. They weren’t in a hurry to inform the last patient of the location for treatment since they were waiting to leave until ten o’clock that night anyway. Therefore, they planned to delay providing treatment until at least nine-thirty that night, so they were not in a rush. However, their lack of urgency didn’t mean the Americans weren’t anxious. When they hadn’t received an email by noon, they immediately pressed for haste in treating the patient, claiming that the patient’s condition was very serious and so on. Maurice Singleton replied to an email stating that Mr. Angel had too much to drink last night, and he was sobering up today. It might not be until the afternoon to proceed. The United States side was annoyed, but they could only wait. By five o’clock in the afternoon, when it was almost dark, another email arrived, inquiring why the treatment wasn’t happening. Maurice said that Angel was dining and he would inform them of the meeting location after he finished his meal. At seven in the evening, they asked whether a meal really takes more than two hours? Maurice answered that he was on his way, traffic was a bit heavy in Los Angeles... The Americans were speechless, and the members of the Sea Hawk Special Abilities Task Force, who had been preparing all day, were beyond furious. Many of them swore that once they got their hands on Angel, they would make sure he suffered. At eight o’clock in the evening, the Americans inquired again if the treatment could happen today, and Maurice finally revealed that the treatment location was set at the secluded Angel Manor! Angel Manor was a villa Maurice Singleton had purchased for Yusuf Zuck. Yusuf had only lived there for a month before leaving, and so far, only a few Filipino maids were there. Also, Maurice notified them that Angel did not wish to see any official personnel, and the surroundings of Angel Villa were very open. If Mr. Angel spotted any suspicious people or vehicles entering the nearby area, Mr. Angel would immediately leave and not show up! The other side never imagined that the treatment location would be set at that secluded manor. The area was indeed quite open, meaning any conspicuous approach would certainly be noticed. "Damn, the cunning Angel!" A female agent sitting in the command vehicle, who was also the agent Yusuf had encountered last time, Alora Craig, cursed. "Beautiful commander, since they don’t want to see you guys, why don’t you just leave? To be honest, you’re not much use!" The command vehicle was occupied by four members of the Sea Hawk team, all special abilities users, and this time four of them were deployed together. Alora Craig was a head at the CIA and a commander. "Mind your language; without our intelligence and related analysis, you would be just four blind donkeys!" Alora retorted without mincing her words. "Hahaha..." The four Sea Hawk team members burst into laughter. Alora was beautiful, and they enjoyed chatting with a beauty, even if it meant taking a couple of insults. "Alright, I’m now assigning the mission. Shortly, we will drop you off three kilometers away from the manor here," Alora pointed at the electronic screen map on the command vehicle, "After you get off here, you must act separately immediately and converge here... that is, Angel Manor!" "Apart from Angel, everyone is a fair target." "Also, we’ll be equipping you with trackers, wiretaps, night vision imaging devices, and our people will form a wide encircling net." "Yes!" all four Sea Hawk special abilities users saluted in unison. "Go, Go, Go, all operation personnel advance towards Angel Manor immediately, notify the air police to stand by for aerial support, notify FBI, emergency medical services, fire services, and other relevant personnel to stand by." "Remember, our enemy is dangerous, but also very important; it’s crucial to take a live capture, we need to catch a living Angel." "Operation code-named ’Hunting Angel’ begins now!" Alora Craig issued the final order over the radio.