Mu Sicheng and the parrot on the ground stared at each other for a long time before turning to look at the other three people in silence and slapping his hands: "...So were we thrown here by Bai Liu?"

"Not only is it as simple as just throwing it here, it also caused us a big trouble." Liu Jiayi's ears moved, and she looked towards the door. "The person in charge of the nursing home is here."

Mu Ke concentrated: "It seems that we need to find a good reason to explain to this person in charge why his patient disappeared."

"——Otherwise, Bai Liu will have to face another lawsuit for kidnapping a mentally ill person." Tang Er rubbed his brows in pain, "He was too impulsive this time."

"He is already under the supervision of the Heretic Administration. If the police are also under their supervision... the more ordinary people around Bai Liu are watching him, the more difficult it will be for him to enter the game."

Liu Jiayi sighed: "Yes, so this guy left us to clean up the mess."

The main reason was that it was useless for them to go to Antarctica. The destructive power of Du Sanying was so strong that it was visible to the naked eye. Only Bai Liu could survive.

It would be better to leave them where they are.

The person in charge pushed open the door and stared in amazement at the collapsed bed, the mess of quilts and down on the floor, and the jumping parrot standing on the floor.

The parrot jumped up and down, yelling: "Bai Liu, you're so naughty! You're making your owner cry!"

It spread its wings and flew around the roof, flicking its tiny tongue and making a sharp, piercing voice:

"They hugged each other and flew up to the sky! They flew up to the sky and masturbated together!"

The person in charge's pupils trembled: "...What are you hitting?!"

The parrot flung its wings back, stretched its neck and repeated, "—Flying airplane!"

Liu Jiayi, Mu Sicheng, Mu Ke, and Tang Erda: "..."

Don’t simplify [shoot down the plane and make it land safely] into [shoot down the plane]!!!

Can your parrot speak human language?

Tang Erda jumped up, pinched the parrot's wings and beak, and as it struggled violently, he turned around and took it to the balcony with a stiff back, stuffed it into the cage and fed it water: "...The parrot hasn't had water for too long, it's screaming, I'll take it to the water to drink some water..."

Liu Jiayi covered her eyes with despair.

Tang Er was so guilty that he couldn't even speak clearly. Isn't this just admitting his guilt?

The person in charge's hand holding the door handle was shaking slightly. He looked at the group of people in horror: "...What did you do to the patient in Room 906?!"

Mu Sicheng quickly closed and locked the ward door to block the person in charge's escape route.

Mu Ke took a deep breath, stood in front of the person in charge, and calmly held his hands: "We can explain."

The person in charge, who was attacked from both sides, was so scared that he burst into tears: "I, I, I, please let me go! I haven't masturbated with a man for a long time since I graduated from college!"

Thousands of miles away in the sky above Antarctica, the Sea of ​​Ross.

Du Sanying and Bai Liu, who had just landed on the shaking aircraft deck, were rolling around in the cabin and couldn't even stand steadily. It was Bai Liu who grabbed a metal fixing rod first and then pulled Du Sanying to stabilize them both.

Bai Liu kicked the seat back and signaled Du Sanying to pull down the seat railing and check under the seat to see if the oxygen mask and parachute were still there.

Du Sanying was dizzy from the shaking. He casually grabbed a seat and pressed it. A parachute and an oxygen mask popped out instantly. There were even two thick cold-proof clothes next to them.

Bai Liu's eyes drooped - she was indeed very lucky.

By now, most of the usable equipment on the entire plane had probably been looted by the five escorts, and the remaining equipment probably couldn't be taken away.

Du Sanying was extremely lucky to hit the target with one shot.

Bai Liu raised his chin and asked Du Sanying to put on his equipment first, sit in the seat and fasten his seat belt, and then let Du Sanying hold him down while he put on his equipment.

Only then did Du Sanying catch his breath. He covered his oxygen mask and breathed heavily: "--Where are the five escorts you mentioned on the plane?"

Bai Liu covered his face with the oxygen mask and reached out to grab the seat belt.

"In this emergency, the escort is either in the cockpit or in the cargo hold."

Bai Liu used the parachute's wrapping to wrap around his head to avoid being hit by hard objects during the turbulence of the plane. Bai Liu pointed to his forehead and asked Du Sanying to do the same.

Du Sanying answered loudly in his oxygen mask, his voice muffled: "I don't need it! These debris can't hit me!"

As he spoke, he reached out to the corridor of the plane. A wrench flew over from the fire hydrant and was about to break Du Sanying's arm, but at the critical moment, the plane unexpectedly bumped up and down.

The wrench brushed against the back of Du Sanying's hand and hit the steel plate, leaving a deep dent, but Du Sanying's soft forearm was unharmed.

"Look!" Du Sanying kept speaking loudly to make sure Bai Liu could hear him. "You can hide behind me. Don't bother me. You'll be fine!"

As they were talking, red warning lights on both sides of the aircraft corridor lit up, and the loudspeakers above the red lights played a mechanical automatic alarm:

"The plane encountered abnormal weather. Unknown clouds kept washing over the wings, causing turbulence. Passengers, please prepare for an emergency landing - zizi -"

Soon the mechanical broadcast was cut off and replaced by a human voice, speaking quickly and in a panic:

"A member of the team fainted in the cargo ship cabin. I knocked him out. Once the five corpses are exposed, they will get close to the people and their mental state will be reduced. They will not be able to escape from the metal box and parachute to transport them."

"It's not feasible to parachute directly into the air with a dead body."

The radio was crackling, and soon a new voice came on: "But those five metal boxes are specially made. They are too heavy. If landing them alone or bringing them with us is not feasible, we can only consider two options: either throwing them into the sea, or crashing them together with the plane on the ground."

Bai Liu and Du Sanying looked at each other - this should be the wireless frequency for internal communication between the five escorts and the broadcast, so that they can know each other's situation at any time in such an extreme situation.

The radio continued:

"It's definitely not possible in the sea. The water is too fluid. Once the metal box is left there for too long and corroded, revealing the contents, the body can pollute the entire world with the help of seawater!"

"But if it falls on land and the box is damaged during landing, it will also contaminate the Antarctic region..."

"Can you wrap it in something cotton or something like winter clothes?"

"No, have you forgotten the dried rose? This corpse can transform anything, even plant-based items like cotton. Captain Su repeatedly warned us not to wrap the containment box with plant-based items."

"But there aren't many chemical fiber cushioning materials on the plane, and they don't have any cushioning effect. Under such a strong airflow impact, unless we make a human flesh pad for the box - a layer of high-density bones and muscles, maybe it can cushion the impact of the high-speed descent..."

"Even if they land on land and pollute Antarctica, polluting land is more controllable than polluting the ocean! The population density in Antarctica is so low, even if they are sacrificed..."

"Shut up!!"

A sharp rebuke interrupted the quarrel. The radio was silent for a moment, and then said, "If we take sacrifice as a trade-off and a matter of course, then why don't we just be ordinary people? Why do we become members of the Heretic Management Bureau?"

"As members of the Heretic Management Bureau, we are here to prevent any ordinary people from being sacrificed."

The radio was silent for a few seconds, with only the crackling sound of the current.

"How many boxes are there in total?" the man inquired.

The man in the cargo hold replied, "Captain, eight in total."

The captain was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "All crew members, listen up. The plane is making an emergency landing in Antarctica. Each person is responsible for a metal box. Use your body to wrap the cushioning box to prevent the box from being damaged during landing and contaminating Antarctica, posing a threat to ordinary people living in Antarctica."

After a long pause, someone replied softly, "Yes, Captain."

Someone asked weakly, "Captain, but there are three more boxes. What should we do?"

The radio was silent for a few seconds before the captain spoke: "You will divide me into four parts and use the muscles and bones of my upper limbs, lower limbs, and back to wrap the box."

"The rib cage in this part of the abdomen has the strongest shock-absorbing power. We should be able to save one of them, and the other three..."

The captain paused tiredly, and the energy in his voice was lost at this moment. He spoke softly as if he was mumbling to himself: "...It is our fault. We failed the Soviet team's trust and failed to protect him well..."

"—Boxes and ordinary people."