Fake Heir Hijacks My Vacation Route – I Lead NIS on Rampage

The head of the National Intelligence Service asked me to escort a batch of precision instruments back to Port Cornwallis and meet my biological parents.

But just after I arrived in Port Cornwallis, my boss called me.

"It's an urgent mission. Take the equipment and go to Coral Bay immediately. There are experts waiting for you there. I have booked a route for you. You can go there directly by helicopter!"

"yes!"

While I was waiting for the flight, a teenager pointed at the route and helicopter that my boss had just booked for me and said proudly,

"Give me this route and the helicopter. I want to go to Coral Bay with my sister to escape the summer heat!"

When I looked at it, I realized, this is the fake young master from my family.

But my mission had to be kept absolutely confidential, so I did not reveal my identity to him.

I stepped forward to argue with him, but the fake young master not only scolded me, but also asked his bodyguards to beat me.

People around me advised me,

"Forget it. He's the son of the richest man in Port Cornwallis, and his brother works for the NIS. A lion won't fight snakes on their turf. People in Port Cornwallis have to avoid him when they see him!"

What's going on?

He has done so many bad things in my name, and now he wants to steal my flight routes and helicopters?!

"What are you looking at? Get out of here!"

Fake Master Chad Winchester has spoken.

My biological parents are the richest people in Port Cornwallis, and the one who just yelled at me was the fake young master of the family.

We also have an adopted sister.

The year I was admitted to the National Institute of Technology, my biological parents took the initiative to recognize each other.

They offered me a huge compensation, but my adoptive parents were the richest people in Stratford City.

They have no children and only adopted me as their son. They support me in recognizing my biological parents.

But I inherited all the family properties, and I have never been short of money since I was a child.

What's more, my study and work don't cost any money at all, the government takes care of all my food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The monthly salary subsidy is not low.

After admission, my studies, work and life must be kept absolutely confidential.

Over the years, only my biological parents have seen my photos. The fake master at home and my adopted sister have never seen me.

Every time I talk to my biological parents on the phone, they talk about how filial the fake master and his adopted sister are.

I always think that it’s not bad to have them fulfilling my filial duties for me.

Now looking at this arrogant fake young master, I really want to beat him to death!

But the mission was urgent and I didn't want to waste time with him.

I showed my credentials to the air traffic controller.

"These are all the certificates I have for my chartered flight and flight. This route has been booked in advance. How can it be changed at any time?"

Chad pointed to the sky and the ground.

"You little bastard! I'm telling you, everything in Port Cornwallis, whether it's flying in the sky or running on the ground, belongs to my Kingsley family!"

"Don't even mention that the plane hasn't taken off yet. Even if it has taken off, it will turn around if I tell it to!"

“I am the God of Port Cornwallis!”

I was so angry that I laughed. What era is this? The Qing Dynasty is dead!

I put all the documents on the controller's desk.

"I have all the necessary documents. If you make trouble again, I will call the police!"

When the other party heard that I wanted to call the police, he snorted with a look of contempt.

"Report it! I'm telling you that this Pacific Sky Airlines is owned by me. I don't want to sell this route to you anymore. What can you do?"

I was really amused by his stupidity.

"The routes are all applied for, they are not owned by any Pacific Sky Airlines!"

Chad got angry when he heard this.

"I don't give a fuck whether you apply for it or not. If I say it's mine, then it's mine!"

Most of the people I come into contact with in school units are scientific researchers, and they all have good qualities.

This was the first time I encountered this kind of bandits. I was like a scholar meeting a soldier and couldn't explain myself clearly!