I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

The waiting room was quiet, with only the occasional airport announcements.

Luo Fei turned around.

"I'm going to the restroom."

He went into the bathroom and closed the door.

I walked up to the mirror and looked at my own face reflected in it.

A thought crossed my mind.

Transformation is activated.

The bones in his face began to move slightly.

The brow bone gradually rises, the cheekbones taper inward, and the jawline becomes softer.

The skin also begins to change, from the smooth and firm texture of a young person to the texture and feel that an elderly person should have.

The shape of the eyebrows begins to change, the color becomes lighter, and they become sparser.

A few seconds later.

The face in the mirror had become someone else.

Exactly the same as Academician Li.

Luo Fei looked in the mirror, tilting his head slightly. He then moved the corner of his mouth slightly. Every subtle expression was exactly the same as Academician Li's.

He opened the door and went out.

In the waiting room, several people turned their heads at the same time.

Then, everyone was stunned.

The tall security guard dropped the foundation box from his hand with a clatter, splattering white powder all over the floor. His mouth gaped open, his eyes wide, and he seemed frozen in place.

The short security guard almost dropped the wig he was holding; he instinctively gripped it tighter, but his eyes never left Luo Fei's face.

Academician Li sat on the sofa, the documents in his hand slipping onto his lap. He looked at the person who came out of the restroom—that face, that hairstyle, that slightly hunched posture, even the way he looked at people.

Just like him.

He subconsciously raised his hand, touched his face, and then looked at the other person.

"this……"

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Luo Fei walked up to him and bowed slightly.

"Academician Li, how is it?"

Even the voice has changed.

To the security guards, it had completely transformed into Academician Li's voice.

Academician Li was stunned for several seconds, then he laughed.

"Young man, what kind of makeup skills do you have? It's amazing..."

Luo Fei smiled.

There was no explanation.

The two security guards standing nearby only then came to their senses.

A person bends down to pick up a foundation box.

The short man muttered something in a low voice, but everyone in the quiet waiting room could hear him clearly.

"If I saw this on the street, I definitely wouldn't recognize her..."

Luo Fei looked at the makeup on Academician Li's face.

The security personnel were very professional.

This was almost exactly the effect Luo Fei wanted.

If you look closely, you can see some flaws—the edges of the wig have a slightly unnatural connection, the color of the beard is slightly different from Academician Li's original eyebrows, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are drawn a little too dark.

The clothes were deliberately made slightly messy, as if they had been changed hastily and hadn't had time to tidy them up properly.

Truth and falsehood, reality and illusion.

This is how they can confuse those who are watching them, making them think that this person might be someone else impersonating Academician Li.

Luo Fei nodded.

"That's fine."

He turned to Academician Li.

"Academician Li, please go ahead later. Wear a mask and go out with security."

Academician Li nodded.

Luo Fei continued.

"There are definitely people watching you outside. They'll follow you and see where you go."

"You can board the plane as usual."

Academician Li looked at him.

Academician Li remained silent for a second.

Then he reached out his hand.

He grasped Luo Fei's hand.

"Take care, young man."

Luo Fei nodded and spoke to a slightly shorter security guard next to Academician Li.

"You stay here and come with me later."

Then another security guard escorted Academician Li, who was wearing a mask, out of the waiting room. The other security guards outside the door exchanged glances and immediately spread out to protect Academician Li in the middle.

Luo Fei stood by the window, watching them disappear into the crowd through the gap in the curtains.

In the waiting room, only he and a security guard who was much shorter than him remained.

The security guard stood at the door, looking somewhat uneasy.

"Mr. Luo, shall we wait here?"

Luo Fei nodded.

"Um."

He looked out the window.

On the tarmac, several ground crew members were busy next to the private jet.

A person in a flight attendant uniform, carrying a small suitcase, was walking towards the waiting room.

really.

The requisition was successful.

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Outside the waiting room.

A corner not far away.

Two men in plain clothes were pretending to read newspapers, but their eyes were fixed on the entrance to the VIP waiting room.

They are agents planted here by the United States.

There is only one mission: keep a close eye on Academician Li.

Confirm which plane he boarded.

They watched Luo Fei enter the waiting room, and soon after, two more security guards entered. Finally, they saw two people come out of the waiting room.

Protected by security guards outside the door, a group of people, including an elderly man wearing a mask, walked towards the boarding gate.

Agent One squinted.

"They're out."

Agent Number Two stared at it for a few seconds. His brow furrowed slightly.

"The number of people is incorrect. Two are missing."

"And... there seems to be something wrong with that person's attire."

Agent Number One examined it carefully.

indeed.

The old man wearing a mask, although his build and hairstyle resembled Academician Li, just felt like something was off.

Something's strange.

He whispered to Number Two beside him.

"You go with them to the boarding gate. I'll stay here and keep an eye on the waiting area, just in case."

Agent Two nodded, calmly put away the newspaper, stood up, and followed the group at a distance.

He walked slowly, keeping his distance from the others, and occasionally looked down at his phone, as if checking flight information.

I would occasionally glance up to confirm their direction, then look down again and continue walking.

Agent One remained where he was, shifted his position, turned the newspaper to the other side, but kept his eyes fixed on the door of the waiting room.

Ten minutes later.

A person in a flight attendant uniform, carrying a suitcase, walked to the entrance of the waiting room.

He knocked on the door, then pushed it open and went inside.

In the waiting room.

Luo Fei watched as he opened the box, which contained various documents and keys.

"Sir, our plane is ready. The crew is on standby, and you may board at any time."

Luo Fei nodded.

"Let all the crew members disembark first."

The flight attendant was taken aback.

"Getting off the plane?"

Luo Fei looked at him.

"Yes. I can handle it all by myself."

The flight attendant's eyes widened.

A person?

This……

But he didn't ask any more questions; the boss had already given instructions to cooperate unconditionally.

He nodded.

"Yes, sir."

He then took out his walkie-talkie and said a few words.

Then he looked at Luo Fei.

"The crew has evacuated. You may board at any time."

Luo Fei nodded.

He took a wig and mask from the security guard and put them on.

Then he stood up and faced the short security guard.

"Let's go."

The two walked out of the waiting room one after the other.

From the corner, the agent immediately fixed his gaze on them.

His gaze fell on the person in front of him—wearing a mask. His height… was about the same as Academician Li's.

The shorter guy in the back was one of the security guards at the entrance; the numbers match up.

The agent squinted.

He spoke softly into his headset.

"A new target has appeared. He came out of the waiting room, wearing a mask, acting suspiciously, and headed towards the tarmac. He was followed by a security guard."

A response came through the headset.

"Follow him. See which plane he's getting on. Keep a close eye on him, don't lose him."

The agent stood up, put away the newspaper, and followed after them as if nothing had happened.

He saw the two men walk toward the tarmac.

They walked toward a small private plane.

The person in front climbed the gangway.

The shorter guy behind stopped below the plane.

I didn't go up.

The gangway was quickly removed.

The hatch closed.

The agent pulled out a specially made small telescope, pointed it at the plane, and tried to see the figures inside through the porthole.

"The target boarded a private jet. Security didn't go; they stayed downstairs."

There was a moment of silence in the earpiece.

Then another agent's voice rang out.

"The group I'm with has boarded the plane normally; it's a commercial airliner."

"The person wearing a mask is very likely not Academician Li himself."

The first agent frowned.

"Could the one boarding the private jet be the real one? Or is it the security guard who didn't board the plane?"

A third voice came through the headset—it must be the leader.

"Not necessarily. The security guard who didn't board the plane was noticeably shorter. If it was Academician Li in disguise, then his height wouldn't be right."

The leader said.

"Short people who want to appear taller only need height-increasing insoles. But tall people who want to appear short can't do it easily. It's obvious at a glance."

He paused.

"Keep an eye on that private jet and provide real-time updates."

"The civil aviation authorities are also monitoring the situation. They're making sure no one gets off the plane before takeoff."

"receive."

The agents hid in the shadows, keeping an eye on the private jet.

Through the porthole, he saw a figure.

The person had taken off their mask and wig, revealing their face.

The agent's pupils contracted slightly.

He had looked at that face countless times after receiving the mission; it was all too familiar—it was Li Wenbin.

He took a picture, speaking urgently into his headset.

"Confirmed! It's Li Wenbin on the private jet! I got a picture of his face!"

A disdainful laugh came through the headset.

"Good! So they were playing a trick on us, a sneaky escape. They sent a stand-in on a commercial flight to draw attention while they themselves took a private jet, trying to sneak away. Too bad, they didn't know we were watching both sides. You keep a close eye on them! Once the plane takes off, send the photos to the higher-ups so they can compare and confirm the target."

On a private jet.

Luo Fei looked through the porthole at the figure hiding in the distance.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

He withdrew his gaze, closed the sunshade, and then, with a thought, activated the shapeshifting spell again.

The bones in my face began to move, and my skin began to change.

A few seconds later, he had transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man, changed into a pilot's uniform, entered the cockpit, and sat down in the pilot's seat.

Look at the dial in front of me.

Then, he dialed Qin Zhenhua's number.

"Director Qin, the show is over. Now, we just wait for them to make their move."