Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 1217

Chapter 1217 Found A Lead

At that thought, Natalie felt a chill encasing her, and she didn't quite know what to do. Inwardly, she prayed that Shane would replace her soon.

Meanwhile, Shane approached the military forces of the country he was in and brokered an agreement with them. He sought their help in contacting the military forces of the country the helicopter headed in. Although that particular country had no satellite and couldn't use satellite monitoring to ascertain the final destination of the helicopter, they would undoubtedly monitor in some way when a helicopter entered their airspace.

At the same time, Connor wasn't idle either. He studied the pictures of the helicopter captured by the satellite.

While many of the emblems and information on the fuselage had been obscured, he was convinced that there must be some other information left.

Sure enough, he spotted a graphic image on the helicopter.

Utilizing his hacking skills, he quickly found out the meaning of the image-it was the logo of the rotor blade manufacturer.

When he had ascertained that, he excitedly gave Shane a call. "Daddy, I've found a lead!"

Shane apologized to the man in military uniform across from him before taking out his cell phone and holding it to his ear. "What is it?"

"I found the rotor blade manufacturer from the fuselage. If we go and ask them, we'll know which fuselage manufacturer they collaborate with."

A helicopter couldn't possibly be produced by a single manufacturer. Due to its different parts and components, many manufacturers had to work together to assemble a helicopter.

As such, there must be communication between the rotor blade manufacturer and the fuselage manufacturer or those of other components of the helicopter.

Shane obviously knew that as well, for a flicker of excitement glinted in his eyes. He promptly shot to his feet. "Great job, Connor! I'll come back right away and make a trip to the rotor blade manufacturer. "Okay!" Connor nodded.

Hanging up the phone, Shane turned to the military man who stood up in front of him. "I'm sorry, but I have some leads on my side, so I've got to leave first. I can't stay as a second's delay will mean even greater danger for my wife."

"I understand, Mr. Shane. Don't worry, for we have already gotten in touch with Nalanica's military forces. Their air force is looking into the private helicopters that have entered their airspace in the past two days. I believe that there'll be news soon." The military man extended a hand to him.

Shane shook his hand. "Thank you! Please excuse me."

After withdrawing his hand, he spun around and strode away.

The helicopter manufacturer wasn't in that country but Granatano. For that reason, Shane rushed over right away.

However, it was a seven-hour flight from that country to Granatano.

Worried that he would be cut off from the outside world while on the plane, he even asked Connor to install a real-time call program on his laptop.

Sure enough, he received a message from the military forces while on the plane, informing him that Nalanica had locked onto the helicopter that took Natalie away.

According to Nalanica's military forces, the helicopter flew out of Nalanica's airspace and headed toward the ocean.

Generally speaking, helicopters couldn't travel long distances for an extended time. Back then, that helicopter had flown to Nalanica from the initial country, and it was already a considerable distance. Yet, it continued heading toward the middle of the ocean without stopping.

Nonetheless, it couldn't go much further even if it headed toward the ocean. Consequently, Nalanica's military reckoned that it likely stopped at a particular island.

That ocean housed tons of small islands, and those islands were purchased by the affluent. Therefore, they suggested that Shane investigate the islands and their owners. Perhaps that would give him some leads.

In other words, they felt that the helicopter couldn't have gone past the ocean and could only have stopped at a particular island in the middle of it.