Chapter 104 Take Your Time
The man's hand holding the briefcase was trembling slightly, his lips were pale, and although he was looking at the passengers on both sides, his eyes were distracted and out of focus.
A little girl of three or four years old was sitting in a seat next to the aisle, playing with a telescopic ball. When the man walked past her, he accidentally bumped into the ball, causing it to fall to the ground. The little girl screamed, "Ah!"
The man seemed to have just realized it. He was stunned for a moment, squatted down, picked up the ball and handed it to the girl. The girl seemed to be a tea country person who came to the sugar country with her parents. Her skin color was like coffee with milk. Her big eyes were black and white. She was wearing a colorful scarf and looked very cute. She put her hands together and said in a baby voice: "Namasdai~" (meaning thank you), and then reached out to take the ball. The girl's parents looked at her with a smile.
The man didn't understand what she said, but he could guess what she said from her expression. His hands immediately began to tremble, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but forced himself to hold it back. Finally, he said with great difficulty, "I'm sorry."
He stood up, and before leaving, he whispered from the bottom of his heart, "I'm sorry."
Rong Yuan watched the man walk towards the bathroom with a hunched back and a look of exhaustion. His eyes gradually turned cold. He pushed his glasses down and said, "Wadou, scan."
A few minutes later, he got the results of Pea's scan of the man: intracranial tumor, malignant.
At the same time, facial recognition was performed with the database and the man's identity was obtained: Liang Zhanqiang, 37 years old, a chemistry teacher at a middle school in City B. Both his parents were alive, he was married, had a wife and a son. His wife was a supermarket salesperson and his son had just started elementary school.
Rong Yuan thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the rear of the cabin. The toilet had been locked from the inside. He knocked on the door, but the person inside did not respond. Pea scanned and found Liang Zhanqiang sitting on the toilet lid, not knowing what he was doing, but he was not really using the toilet.
At this time, a stewardess came over and said with a smile: "Hello, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
Rong Yuan glanced at her nonchalantly, then immediately turned the emergency lock outside the toilet and opened the door. The stewardess hurriedly stopped him: "Sir, please stop, this is not allowed... "
Then she saw the scene in the bathroom and was stunned.
Liang Zhanqiang stared at the two people outside the door with his mouth wide open, his whole body stiff. On the sink to his left were several sheets of tin foil, several small piles of powder lined up, and a thumb-sized bottle of cologne. Liang Zhanqiang was holding something like a seal, grinding a few white pills with sweat all over his forehead, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and he dropped the seal on the ground in fright.
Rong Yuan turned around and asked the stewardess with thin eyebrows and big eyes beside him: "Guess what he is doing?"
After a brief moment of silence, the stewardess realized that the situation was unusual and immediately called the security officer. Liang Zhanqiang also came to his senses and stuffed a handful of powder into his mouth. The stewardess was unable to stop him. Rong Yuan sneered, walked over and kicked the man in the face, causing his nose to bleed and he fell to the ground, covering his face and screaming.
Rong Yuan was familiar with most of the powders on the washbasin. He had done many experiments during the chemistry competition training, and had touched most of them personally. Even those who had not touched them could guess about 70% by looking at the color and smelling the smell. These were not dangerous chemicals that were flammable and explosive, and some were often used in life, but with precise and clever proportions and reactions, they could be made into a simple bomb that was extremely easy to explode. The bomb made with these quantities would not be too big, but if one was familiar with the structure of the aircraft and chose the right location, it could even cause the entire aircraft to disintegrate.
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Half an hour later, Rong Yuan returned to his seat after explaining the matter clearly. Liang Zhanqiang had been controlled, and the chemical powders had been carefully collected by the security guards, and would be inspected after the plane landed. At the same time, he also reported the situation to the ground. When the plane landed, there would be police waiting at the airport, and Rong Yuan would also need to record his statement.
Liang Zhanqiang later claimed that he was terminally ill and had not much time left, so he might as well give his life to his family in exchange for a better life in the future. He bought the largest share of insurance before boarding the plane, but the insurance company would not pay for suicide, so he thought of letting the plane crash in an accident. He cried bitterly and said that his salary was not high and he had to support four elderly people, his wife was tired from work and not in good health, and his children were bullied and isolated at school because of their shabby clothes...all kinds of pain in life. He was not confessing, but just showing his misery to find an excuse for this behavior, hoping to gain everyone's understanding and sympathy.
——However, your personal wish for your family has to cost the lives of more than 200 people on this plane.
The commotion happened at the tail of the plane, and the stewardess immediately drew the curtain to block the passengers' view, so not many people noticed it. In fact, because the plane took off in the evening, it was already dark outside the window, and it was also the time when people usually go to bed. When Rong Yuan returned to his seat, most passengers had already covered themselves with blankets and fell asleep. The cabin was quiet, with only a few electronic screens still flashing brightly, and occasional whispers.
Rong Yuan followed the crowd and covered himself with a blanket and put on noise-canceling headphones, but he couldn't sleep at all. He had placed a small alarm on the partition behind the toilet paper drawer. If someone opened the partition to take the bullets inside, the optical brain would receive a signal, but there was no signal he was waiting for. What was the other party waiting for? Or had they already taken enough bullets and the remaining part was a backup? Or did they give up the action because of the commotion?
However, Wandou has been connected to the satellite above his head to locate the aircraft, so he will immediately notice if the aircraft deviates from its route.
“Beep, beep, beep.”
Another two hours later, the alarm was finally triggered. Rong Yuan opened his eyes, lifted his blindfold, and looked at the two men who had just walked out of the toilet.
At this time, almost no one in the cabin was awake. Most people were sleeping soundly, some were snoring, and some were drooling. The two men stuffed something into their clothes, looked at each other, and then separated, sitting in front and behind each other at the two ends of the cabin. Then they did not do anything radical, just like ordinary passengers except that they did not fall asleep.
Rong Yuan was surprised for a moment, and then he heard Wandou report: "Warning, the plane deviated from the route by 5 degrees. The plane deviated from the route by 7 degrees. The plane deviated from the route by 11 degrees..."
——These two people only stayed in the cabin in case the passengers discovered the hijacking so that they could control the situation in time. Their accomplices might have already controlled the pilot and co-pilot in the cockpit.
The light brain's alarm continued: "The plane deviated from the route by 13 degrees, the plane deviated from the route by 15 degrees..."
"knew."
Rong Yuan muttered impatiently, pulled off the blanket, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the bathroom in front. The pale man with sparse stubble hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried that trying to stop him would only make him more obvious, so he just watched him pass by without stopping him. When Rong Yuan passed by him, his body tilted slightly, and his right hand pulled in and out, slashing at the side of his neck at lightning speed. The man fainted without even a grunt. The man sitting behind him saw that Rong Yuan passed by smoothly without being stopped, and was puzzled for a moment, but did not react.
There were only seven passengers in the first class cabin, two couples and three people traveling alone. A masked man was watching everyone with a gun, and his accomplice put a computer in front of an elderly passenger and asked him to transfer money through online banking. When Rong Yuan pulled open the curtain and walked in, everyone except the man with the gun facing away from him looked over.
The two sides stared at each other in silence for a second. Just as the two robbers were about to react, Rong Yuan knocked the gunman unconscious with a knife, snatched the gun from his hand and pointed it at the other man, and controlled the situation in a flash. The robber who was holding the computer and had not yet fully stood up was dumbfounded. After a moment of stunned silence, he threw the computer away and raised his hands, looking a little silly.
"unbelievable!"
“That’s amazing!”
“Have you ever learned Chinese Kung Fu?”
The passengers in the first class cabin all applauded, looking relieved that they had survived a disaster. One person even grabbed his computer and cancelled a transfer that had not yet been completed. Rong Yuan nodded to everyone, walked over and knocked the gangster unconscious. Someone nearby immediately came over and tied the two of them up with something like a tie. Rong Yuan waved his hand to make a gesture for silence, and everyone hurriedly stopped their actions and kept quiet, continuing to walk towards the cockpit.
However, the people in the cockpit had actually been alarmed. When Rong Yuan opened the door, a black muzzle of a gun was pointed at his forehead.
Rong Yuan glanced inside and saw the pilot lying in a pool of blood, his life or death unknown, and the co-pilot was operating the plane. In addition, there were two gangsters, both pointing their guns at him.
Compared to Rong Yuan, everyone in the cockpit was more nervous than him.
The other party pulled the trigger.
