Chapter 320: Silver Bullet How can you sleep at your age? ...
In fact, the cabin was in chaos for quite a while just now.
Fortunately, the joint investigation team is composed of experienced agents who have a plan in mind on how to deal with such emergencies.
Of course, the excuse wasn't as outrageous as the thunder and turbulence. The agents concocted a more plausible explanation, attributing the continuous turbulence to a military conflict and assuring the passengers that civilians wouldn't be harmed. With two agents disguised as passengers providing some rhythm and encouragement, the passengers, though skeptical, ultimately chose to trust the nation, avoiding further unrest.
But the captain didn't know, he was just a little sweating because of Lin Xi's words.
Fortunately, he soon stopped sweating. The fuel ran out, the engine died, and now he had to concentrate on flying the plane.
If he made a mistake next, they would end up with the plane destroyed and everyone on board dead.
The gliding time is 22 minutes, and he must concentrate...
Because the power was exhausted, only the small wind turbine on the plane was still running. All the lights on the plane were off, and only the indicator lights in the cockpit and the indicators on the screen were still flashing.
The red indicator light flickered like breathing, staining the cheeks of several people with a hint of scarlet.
Noah diligently reported the real-time wind speed and aircraft coordinates to assist the captain in making judgments.
Lin Xi felt a little sleepy. She wasn't used to staying up late, and it was already past one in the morning. She'd had some wine, and now the lights were out, the atmosphere was so serene that her head began to nod, almost dozing off...
Until the boss's voice sounded faintly:
"How do you sleep at your age?"
Lin Xi paused in his nap and rubbed his eyes: "This is what young people are like. Young people are good, they fall asleep right away..."
Coconut purred, arched its body in her arms, and rolled itself into a big white ball.
The boss really admired her. She couldn't simply be described as having a big heart; she was simply being clueless.
But there was one question he had to ask.
"Do you have any idea who's behind this?" he asked. "Only ten hours had passed between the time you decided to go to Russia and the time you boarded the plane, and someone set up a trap on your plane. It was ruthless and decisive, and they knew you very well... Who do you think it was?"
"I should be the one asking you this," Lin Xi muttered softly. "The situation is complicated right now. I'm at the center of it all. Anyone could kill me, and I have so many enemies I don't know about... Who do you suspect?"
The boss was silent for a moment. "I do know someone who is also ruthless, decisive, and impatient. This incident happened so quickly that it reminded me of him. He's also very ambitious. After your identity was exposed, he certainly had a motive to harm you."
"Oh?" Lin Xi became interested. "Who is it?"
"Rum."
BOSS said.
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middle East.
It was already dark, the moon was high in the sky, and a cool breeze blew, swaying the leaves of the grape vines on the wooden racks.
The black-haired young man tied his long black hair up high. He was wearing a refreshing palm leaf pattern shirt and shorts, flip-flops on his feet, and black sunglasses on the small round table next to him.
He has a handsome appearance and is a gentleman. The only pity is that he has an eye patch on his left eye, which makes him look blind.
At this moment, he was looking at an ancient book with his intact eye.
As he watched, someone hurried in with a report. The man was heavily armed, dressed in black, with a scimitar slung at his waist and a gun slung over his back. They exchanged words in Arabic, then handed a piece of paper to the black-haired young man.
After he left, the young man unfolded the letter and read it with a frown. The more he read, the tighter his frown became.
There were not many words on the paper, so he finished reading it quickly, exhaled deeply, and set the paper on fire.
Then he asked his maid to bring a pencil and silently drew a portrait.
The portrait was vivid and lifelike, depicting the head of a middle-aged man. He was bald, with a broad jaw and wrinkles on his forehead, especially around his eyes. Most bizarrely, his left eye, like the young man's, was missing an eyeball.
After finishing the painting, the young man waved to call the maid.
"Tita," he said, "mobilize all the remaining men we have and find this man. He's nearby."
"But Lord Rum..." Tita said anxiously, "We don't have many people left. The joint investigation team..."
"It doesn't matter," Rum said. "I'm safe in the Middle East. Besides, if we can catch him, the loss of a few men will be worth it."
"……yes."
After Tita left, Rum looked into the void and sighed deeply.
Boss, what exactly do you want to do?
Please keep living.
…
Lin Xi picked out the non-existent earwax from his ears.
"You mean my lovely CEO?" she said. "He's certainly ambitious, but I gave him everything he has. It's more likely that Madeira will betray me than him."
The boss stopped talking.
Mainly because Lin Xi mentioned Madeira, he felt a little guilty.
Seeing this, Lin Xi sneered in his heart.
She did doubt Rum.
But after coming into contact with the joint investigation team, her doubts were dispelled.
Three years ago, after meeting with Langmu, she gave him some instructions. At least from now on, it seems that Langmu is doing his job well. Given this, no matter how ambitious he is, even if he wants to be the true leader of the organization, Lin Xi can give him the power.
The man was smooth-talking but knew right from wrong. He was measured in his dealings with her, never overstepping his bounds. Such a smart person would have chosen to wait before truly seeing the outcome, at least until these eight days had passed, rather than rushing into action like he was now.
The person behind this was a real hothead, and he didn't know as much about her as Rum did, least of all not knowing she had a parachute-carrying backpack. Furthermore, this person seemed to harbor some hostility towards Gin, but that was just Lin Xi's intuition... In short, Lin Xi had some guesses about who had done it, but right now, she didn't have time to deal with this frisky little bug.
The biggest enemy is currently occupying her mind, and she has to deal with it first.
Twenty minutes passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Lin Xi could see the outline of the airport.
Totarov Airport is small, with only domestic Russian flights on weekdays. Although they still couldn't contact the ground control center, the airport was brightly lit, and there were no planes preparing to take off on the runway, which clearly showed that Noah had made preparations.
The only problem was that the runway was not long and there was a cliff at the end. As the plane ran out of fuel, all its automatic systems failed and all operations had to be done manually by the captain.
The captain aimed towards the runway and quickly lowered the altitude. After a strong push on the back, the plane landed successfully.
Due to the powerful impact, the tires exploded one after another, and due to the huge friction, fire broke out. The captain tried his best to control the plane, and the plane slid on the ground. The exploded tires left a black mark, but at the same time, it also increased the plane's contact area and reduced its speed.
These things happened too quickly. The captain was too focused to pay attention to anything else and did not notice that Noah's voice had disappeared long ago. Lin Xi also did not know when she, her cat, and her Slav companion left the cockpit.
After the thirteen missiles exploded, B ran to guard not far from the cockpit, both to prevent anyone from going to the cockpit and to monitor Lin Xi's movements at any time.
However, Lin Xi and Gin worked together seamlessly. He only saw Lin Xi's smiling face, and then his neck felt a pain and he knew nothing.
Lin Xi took out the human skin mask and wig that he had made when he was free from his backpack, and looked at Gin for a while. Gin was silent, took the mask and put it on his face.
Lin Xi stood on tiptoe to fiddle with his silver hair - actually, she also had disposable hair dye spray, but she really couldn't bear to ruin Gin's beautiful silver hair - she rolled the silver hair into a ball, pressed it into a hairnet, and neatly put on a brown wig. Now he looked more like a Slav.
As for Lin Xi herself, she wiped her face and made some minor adjustments to her facial features, then put on a hat with a low brim. After lowering her head and then raising it again, even her expression changed, which left Gin speechless.
"Brother." Lin Xi said in English, "Let's go quickly."
At this moment, the plane finally stopped under strong braking. One side of the tail was seriously damaged, and the fuselage tilted slightly, barely stopping on the edge of the cliff.
They took advantage of the commotion among the passengers who were crying with joy because of the safe landing and sneaked into the economy class.
A's voice was heard over the radio, explaining that they had encountered a vicious incident and hoped that the passengers would get off the plane in an orderly manner and undergo identity screening.
Lin Xi mixed in with the crowd and shouted, "The plane's fuel tank is damaged and on fire! The plane is about to explode!"
Because the fire from the punctured tire was still lingering, the billowing black smoke from the burning rubber was quite alarming, so many passengers believed it. After experiencing a terrorist hijacking, a series of thirteen bombings in the air, a blackout, and a less-than-gentle landing that challenged human psychology, the survivors simply wanted to get to safety.
They crowded at the cabin door, and the agents wanted to calm them down and make them behave in an orderly manner, but Lin Xi used his voice of different tones to fan the flames among the crowd, making their persuasion completely counterproductive.
Gin watched Lin Xi's excited shouting in silence, only protecting her when people tried to squeeze her. Soon the gangway was brought over, and as soon as the door was opened, passengers rushed down, some even having their shoes stepped on and falling off.
Lin Xi thought it was very funny, so he put the cat in his arms and got off the ground among the crowd.
The plane was in a truly disastrous state. Its once shiny white exterior was now scarred, and thick smoke billowed from beneath it. Fire was burning not only on the punctured tire but also on both wings. Lin Xi suspected the fuel tank was leaking, igniting the leaking oil, which was why the fire was so difficult to extinguish.
However, a group of Russians stood under the plane, looking unhappy. They glanced coldly at the rioting crowd, and before they knew it, even the voices of the people had become lower.
"KGB," Gin whispered.
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