Just when Che Yongchang was still a little at a loss, Chu Lin seemed to have reacted.

"Mr. Shen, you're just in time!"

With a surprised and enthusiastic smile on his face, he strode over and stretched out his hands to Shen Yi.

"I'm the leader of this team. You can just call me Chu Lin. Actually, we are having trouble getting more detailed information on the scene. I didn't expect you to come."

At this time, the differences between people can be seen.

While the others were still shocked by the unexpected events, Chu Lin had already skipped thinking about the inexplicable things and instead focused on what to do next.

Shen Yi stretched out his right hand and shook hands with him. He was also a little surprised at the age of the person in charge.

He had initially thought the person in charge would be older.

But I don't care.

People like Che Yongchang and Chu Lin are different from Mo Yuanbai. To some extent, dialogue with them can be regarded as a dialogue with a collective.

"Give me the coordinates of the airport." Shen Yi skipped the greetings and spoke directly.

"Okay." Chu Lin was also very straightforward.

After getting the coordinates, Shen Yi didn't say another word. His figure disappeared in the ripples in front of everyone.

This caused many people to exclaim.

Even Che Yongchang couldn't help but murmur something.

"Fortunately, he still needs coordinates."

"Yes, coordinates." Chu Lin looked at him meaningfully.

On the other side, Shen Yi directly arrived above the West Asia Airport through a long-distance space jump.

As soon as he appeared, the huge sound of thunder covered his ears.

Lightning bolts are no longer just dancing in the sky, but are continuously connected to the earth. The strong light illuminates the earth again and again, and the loud noises even make the entire world tremble.

There is no doubt that the thunderstorms predicted in the climate forecast did not reach this level.

But no one paid attention to this.

Ordinary people cannot judge the severity of a thunderstorm based on what they see. The staff at the airport just laughed and joked in the safe house, "The weather is really bad," and then directed the landing of the next plane.

But even so, their workload is much greater than before.

"A3562, there is a strong wind coming from the southwest ahead of you, the wind speed is about 50 kilometers per hour."

"Fifty kilometers?" The captain's voice still sounded relaxed. "This wind speed can even blow off the roof."

"The prerequisite is the old-style roof from more than ten years ago, especially those that learn oriental style." The tower staff was also in the mood to joke.

Obviously, they didn't care about the strong wind whistling from the side.

But Shen Yi noticed it.

Fifty kilometers per hour? Shen Yi's eyes lit up with a blue halo, and circles of complex magic patterns surged in his eyes.

It was indeed 50 kilometers per hour just now, but now, the speed of the howling wind is changing rapidly.

This appears to be the cause of the plane crash.

The light in Shen Yi's eyes suddenly brightened, and he was analyzing the situation with all his strength.

The concentration of magic power is normal.

Activity level is normal.

The reason for the sudden increase in wind speed had nothing to do with magic.

Basically, once this point is confirmed, most of the mysterious factors can be ruled out.

I have a headache.

Shen Yi sighed. Although there was a lack of scientific detection methods, he could roughly see something. The air flow was in a parameter environment that was inconsistent with the usual conditions. This was the fundamental reason for the inaccurate predictions. After all, climate forecasts were largely based on specific calculation formulas and parameters.

and--

Shen Yi looked to the left side of the plane, which was the northeast direction. A new hurricane was rapidly forming and heading straight towards the plane.

"Tower, tower, what's going on?" The captain had already begun to feel the plane shaking violently. "Why does the instrument show that there is still wind pressure from the northeast?"

"Uh, let me check this." The tower staff looked at the instrument and exclaimed, "God, how is this possible?"

There was indeed a hurricane force wind heading northeast, and it accelerated the approach of the thunderstorm clouds.

That’s not the point.

The key point is that if this hurricane collides with the southwest hurricane just now, the air flow formed is likely to create a huge tornado.

Flight A3562 was right in the center of the tornado! The tower staff seemed to have anticipated what was about to happen - the plane would be torn to pieces! "Quick, A3562! Turn around!" The staff called on the rest of the people to come over quickly, while shouting in the channel, "It's a tornado! A super-large tornado!"

"Damn it!" The captain couldn't help cursing, "It's too late!"

The plane is spinning out of control.

Just like a small boat being tossed back and forth in the earth-shaking waves, the lights inside the plane were flashing continuously. The passengers were screaming in the violent ups and downs like a roller coaster. The oxygen masks all fell off, but few passengers were able to hold on to the oxygen masks in such a shaking.

At this moment.

The horrific plane crashes and disastrous consequences seen on television in the past continue to recur in people's minds.

Fear and panic swept everyone.

"Think of a solution quickly!" The captain held the control stick tightly, and the warning sounds of the instruments in the cockpit were already chaotic.

What can the tower personnel do?

They were silent, huddled against the window, and as lightning illuminated the sky one after another, they could clearly see a huge vortex forming in the sky, twisting like a dragon or snake and extending towards the earth. The thunder and lightning roared, forming an extremely spectacular picture, and the plane carrying 157 lives seemed to add a tragic color to the picture.

"Sir." The tower operator's voice was trembling. "I'm sorry, but now, I'm afraid only God can help you."

He didn't know what mood he should be in or what he should be thinking.

Was it worrying about the rigorous investigation after the crash? Or was it praying for survivors? Neither.

More than a hundred lives were about to disappear before his eyes, and he and everyone else were completely powerless to do anything. At this moment, what he felt was the empathy of fellow human beings! (End of this chapter)