Chapter 16501658 [Save the Plane]
Several reporters in the front row chatted for a while, wiped off the poison that might have been on their bodies, and then began to type hard on the keyboard to write a report.
The two heard such explosive news just now, and they ran back immediately without having time to read the follow-up - the plane was about to arrive in Hokkaido, and before landing, they had to sort out what they just heard and send it out quickly, so as not to be preempted by others in the first class cabin. There was too much information, and even if the three of them divided the work, it was enough for them to concentrate on sorting it out for a long time.
The three people who were busy at work had no idea how much impact their words had brought to an innocent passenger in the back seat.
Subaru Okiya: “…” A trusted subordinate who wanted to go to America but was stopped by his boss, and ultimately ruined his life because of this resistance?
Is this an illusion? It sounds more and more familiar... Wuzo, Wuzo is not beating him again! Or is this just one of the original beating plans, and although he surrendered later, Wuzo was too lazy to withdraw?
No matter what, you can't ignore it when you see it.
Okiya Subaru quietly took out his phone, turned on the airplane mode and opened his mailbox, saving the draft first, intending to send this email to his boss as soon as he could - [I have no interest in the United States now, and I am not unwilling to stay in Japan for your use. It is my honor to be able to play a role under your command.]
After writing these few lines and glancing back, Subaru Okiya felt that they were a little fake.
But if he didn't express his opinion, he would always feel uneasy - for a madman like Uzo who likes to write emails to his subordinates about living people and murders... well, for such a talented scriptwriter, if his subordinates have no opinion on his script, it's just like the boss sent an important message to the employees, but the employees completely ignored it. It's okay if you meet a generous superior, but if you meet a fussy one, you might get a note in your notebook.
Write, must write!
Subaru Okiya gritted his teeth and wrote this email that contained 0% true feelings and 100% sincerity.
Okiya Subaru: “…” The only thing to be thankful for is that he booked the ticket too late and didn’t get the WiFi service for this flight, so now he can’t send the email - this is a perfect excuse to keep calm, wait and see what his boss’s purpose is, and then decide whether to send it or not. Maybe things will turn around.
…
Perhaps it was the similar prayers from different people that triggered some miraculous effect.
Just as Okiya Subaru finished his thought, the next moment, things really took a turn for the better.
——The plane that was originally flying steadily in the sky suddenly dived downward. The feeling of weightlessness came over them, and a group of people fell all over the place in the cabin, as if they had arrived at the scene of a plane crash in an instant.
Subaru Okiya was wearing his seat belt the whole time, so luckily he didn't fly out. He tightly grasped the phone that almost slipped out of his hand, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest for a moment: "..." What's going on? ! This feeling of weightlessness... Is the plane really crashing? !
"You couldn't make it after all? I shouldn't have written the email just now, I should have used my precious time to write a suicide note... But why did the plane crash suddenly?" Okiya Subaru's face was pale, his mind was in a mess:
"Is this actually Wuzo's real punishment for traitors? He made me think that he forgave me for running away, and then when I thought I had a new life, I died on the plane with my beautiful dreams... No, I'm dead, but Jiang Xia and Ireland are still on the flight! Such interesting people have to be killed together? No way, this is not in line with the boss's habits... Or is Wuzo actually tired of playing a long time ago, and now wants to pack up and clean up the things he is tired of seeing?"
A huge amount of chaotic thoughts flashed through Subaru Okiya's mind, and finally gathered into a silent cry: Help! !
…
The other side.
Maya Hashimoto and Ireland, who were waiting quietly, were also thrown off balance by the sudden change. They also lost their balance and fell in the cabin.
Hashimoto Maya got up with a dusty face, silently tore off the cross on her chest, and threw the object she used for prayer to the ground with a "bang": I was praying for a turnaround, not a crash! And certainly not this kind of sudden turnaround!
Unlike this highly watered-down false believer, Ireland is completely atheist.
He struggled to stand, and quickly rushed to the cockpit, asking as he ran: "What's going on?!"
Before he could get a response, Ireland saw what was happening in the cockpit. The captain covered his neck, twisted and struggled for a long time, and finally lost consciousness. He fell forward and hit his head on the control stick. His body also pressed down on the instrument panel.
The autopilot mode was released and the plane dived down, about to break through the clouds.
"..." Ireland wanted to tear the unconscious bastard captain into pieces. He scolded the flight attendant who was standing there in a daze, "What are you standing there for? Carry him away and make him roll as far away from the control column as possible!"
The flight attendant was a little flustered and a little aggrieved: "I, I can't lift it, it's too heavy."
Ireland couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Usually when you women kill people to silence them, you are more skillful than the other in transporting the bodies and faking the scenes. What are you saying now that you can't do it?" - And that high school girl who bumped into him just now, who looked so slender and weak, was actually like a cannonball when she bumped into people.
When Jiang Xia dodged just now, Ireland was still laughing at this high school detective for being useless, being chased by a little girl and having to dodge in a hurry. But after being hit, he realized that the detective was worthy of being a detective, good at accumulating experience, and very smart.
Although Mao Lilan was angry with the flight attendant, now was obviously not the time to dwell on such trivial matters.
Ireland took a quick step forward, lifted up the captain who was pressing on the joystick, and threw him aside.
As soon as he started to carry them, he realized that this unconscious adult male was indeed heavy. Normally, he could lift two with one hand without any difficulty, but when he pulled hard, he suddenly felt the pain so much that half of his body shook.
——The day before yesterday, Ireland's shoulder was hit directly by an adult male falling from the third floor. He was lucky to be alive after being hit by an object of such height and weight. Today is the time when the injury is the most sore and swollen.
And that's not all. Yesterday at noon, in order to avoid the person who was kicked and fell from the building, his violent movements re-opened the injury. Last night, he was ambushed by that bastard Uzo, and lay on the cold street downstairs for a long time. His shoulder was cold and it was even more sore and painful. In addition, he was bumped by that high school girl in the corridor just now...
With all the terrible negative situations happening at the same time, Ireland rushed to the driver's seat and tried to pull the joystick, but he actually slipped out of his hand.
(End of this chapter)
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