Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 658: 401, Arctic_2 Chapter 658: 401, Arctic_2 It was only when she approached that she saw the teenager was holding a deck of cards, continuously shuffling and cutting the deck in his hands.

The flight attendant seemed captivated by the scene, her mind going blank for a moment.

The aura of a killer can be very elusive.

Ordinary people killing chickens will find the birds constantly struggling.

However, when butchers at a farmers’ market kill chickens, they simply reach into the cage, and all the chickens quiet down, resigned to their fate.

Dogs in the village bark at strangers, but when faced with dog thieves who kill dogs daily, they submit quietly.

It’s like an oppression in their bloodline, leaving them frozen stiff.

This thing is invisible, yet it seems to truly exist.

And that’s what the flight attendant seemed to feel in that moment.

Qing Chen smiled, “Is there something you need?”

The flight attendant hesitated, feeling as if her fear melted away the instant he smiled.

Like the snow on a roof disappearing when the sun comes out.

After a moment, the flight attendant said, “Sir, you can flatten your seat by pressing the button on the left side. There are still 9 hours until we arrive in Istanbul, so you can get some sleep.”

Qing Chen replied with a smile, “Alright, thank you.”

Having said that, he continued to sit upright with his eyes closed to rest.

During boarding, Qing Chen noticed that at least 7 passengers in line had looked at him more than five times, with one young man looking at him 17 times.

It wasn’t that Qing Chen was too sensitive, but that one must be extra cautious when traveling.

He was quite certain that Kyushu and Kunlun had the ability to know his flight information in advance, and even Jindai and Deer Island might be keeping a close watch on him.

There must be someone on this flight following him.

Thus, Qing Chen had to keep himself ready to face combat at all times.

Not showing any weak spots was what he needed to do.

This time, he only carried a cellphone, a wallet, and a deck of playing cards in his pocket.

For others, carrying weapons across borders is difficult, especially since global security has become extremely strict after the 9/11 incidents.

But that’s when the advantage of the Autumn Leaf Knife came into play, an unassuming deck of playing cards that could become a lethal weapon at any moment.

Having heard that the security in Europe was less than ideal, Qing Chen thought to himself that carrying a deck of playing cards for self-defense shouldn’t be too excessive, right?

After 9 hours, the flight attendant who had been startled by Qing Chen couldn’t help but glance at him again.

But whenever she looked, the young man was always sitting upright, eyes closed.

With anyone approaching, those closed eyes would open at any moment.

The action of shuffling cards in his hand would also suddenly stop.

The flight attendant was certain that the young man had sat for nearly 11 hours, remaining alert and maintaining a high level of vigilance the entire time.

She thought to herself, could this be one of those legendary top-tier assassins, like Agent 47 from Western movies?

The young flight attendant couldn’t help but complete a fantasy drama in her mind, passing the boring time on the flight.

Until the plane landed.

Qing Chen, with no luggage, was the first to leave the plane to transfer to another flight, TK1953 headed for Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam.

Surprisingly yet understandably, the people who had appeared to be following him had all disappeared.

After all, it involved switching planes, and continuing to follow him would have been too blatant—Qing Chen wasn’t foolish.

But the stalkers were even more prepared than Qing Chen had anticipated. During his transfer at Istanbul Airport, they had switched out three people to follow him onto the plane to Amsterdam, and they even sat in first class…

Qing Chen had chosen first class precisely because it allowed him to deplane early and go through the visa channel faster. If someone following him chose economy class, they would certainly fall behind.

But to his surprise, the stalkers were willing to spare no expense, which made Qing Chen speculate that they must be the well-funded members of Kyushu.

If it were Kunlun, there would have been no need for such measures, as it would have been enough for Xiao Ying or Lu Yuan to brazenly follow him.

When the plane landed again at Schiphol Airport, Qing Chen quickly left.

The three pursuers followed him closely through the crowd.

One of the women intentionally walked in front of Qing Chen.

Since everyone wanted to leave the airport, they all had to go through the visa inspection and entry formalities first.

So if Qing Chen was in the front processing his visa, they would get stuck behind by the airport staff handling their paperwork, which is why they needed someone in front of Qing Chen to clear customs first.

They were planning to use the sandwich method to surround Qing Chen from both sides.

Unexpectedly, as the woman in front was walking quickly, she suddenly felt the ground give way beneath her, almost causing her to stumble to the floor.

When she looked down, she discovered that the heel of her high-heeled shoe had been cleanly sliced through by something sharp, the cut surface smooth.

The woman was shocked—just how sharp must something be to slice a heel so smoothly?

Could someone have brought such a weapon through security?

Before she could react, Qing Chen had already stepped ahead of her into the Amsterdam Border Quarantine Tunnel.

The woman whispered to the two behind her, “Keep close.”

However, just as Qing Chen passed the visa checkpoint, his pursuers behind began their inspection.

The stalkers watched Qing Chen leave first with their own eyes, feeling anxious but not daring to barge through the quarantine port.

Qing Chen entered a restroom, took a black sealed package from a bucket where a cleaner was rinsing a mop, went into a stall, and locked the door.