A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 The rear cabin of the aircraft.

　　 Two crew members were lying on the ground, an Asian man and an African-American woman.

　　 Dr. Yves felt that they were not in pain before they died, because there were no signs of struggle at the scene, and the faces of the corpses were not hideous, as if they were asleep.

　　 However, after walking a few steps forward, an abnormality suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

　　 It was a dark lacquered hole, and the lid that was originally placed on it had long been missing.

　　 With the help of the light from the multifunctional gas mask, Dr. Yves barely saw a simple escalator, which connects up and down.

　　 After standing in place and observing for a while, the doctor decided to move on.

　　 He intends to check the entire rear compartment, and then come back to check it carefully.

　　 In this way, another crew member appeared. She was also lying on the ground, and the cause of her death became a mystery.

　　 When I got here, there was no way to go, I could only go back the same way.

Dr. 　　 had no choice, he returned to the dark hole and fixed the purple light on the bracket.

　　 Then, the mysterious and strange scene appeared again: the shimmering green material can be seen everywhere, extending from the opening to the hatch, and then to the luggage rack.

　　 He pressed Miscellaneous, took out a few light sticks for lighting from the bag, knocked them on the metal plate, and threw them inside. At the same time, he adjusted the position of the camera and connected to the communication channel: "Jim, where is this place?"

　　The director of the airport, who was guarding the computer screen, leaned over and replied, "Cargo hold."

　　 "Empty it, pack all the salutes and take them away, and at the same time..." Ivert paused, looking at the unknown substance in front of him, his tone could not help being solemn: "Check the cargo hold for chemical reagents and ammonia spectrum."

　　The words fell, he poked his head in, and carefully observed it with the help of lights and glow sticks.

　　 At the same time, Nora, who went to the front compartment, finally found out besides the corpse.

　　 She just pushed the door at random, and the cockpit was opened.

　　 "Jim..."

　　 Nora accesses the communication channel, turns on the camera, and transmits the picture in front of him.

　　According to common sense, the security measures here are absolutely rigorous to the extreme, and it is unlikely that they will be opened as soon as they are pushed.

　　 Jim looked at Bishop unconsciously, because he was the director of the airport and knew the aircraft structure and a lot of inside information.

　　 "This door should be locked." Bishop shook his head and said in a deep voice.

　　 "Nora, there is danger, don't enter without permission, listen..."

　　 Before Jim finished speaking, he heard the female doctor's answer: "I'll go in and take a look."

　　 The two fluorescent boards were thrown out, one left and the other right, and rolled to the corner, and the situation in the cockpit instantly became clear.

　　 The two drivers lie on their backs, like the passengers they were transporting.

　　 "Nora, I ask you to leave there, it is dangerous, the door should be locked..."

　　 "You can't stay in the cockpit alone."

　　 Jim's warning was ignored.

　　 She raised the flashlight and began to examine the body of the co-pilot.

　　 There is no doubt that female doctors in working conditions have become more paranoid and bolder.

　　 In desperation, Fat Jim took the initiative to contact Lu Li, the nearest to the cockpit: "Police officer, Nora is in danger, please go to the cockpit, please."

　　 Thinking of the relationship between the two and that the department Lu Li is in is not under the jurisdiction of CDC at all, Jim panicked instantly. He was afraid that the communication system would malfunction, and even more worried that Lu Li was deliberately delaying time.

"receive."

　　 A calm voice passed.

　　 Lu Li turned towards Mr. Gbagbo who was in front of him and gestured to him to sit down, and then rushed over at a speed of one hundred meters and ten seconds.

　　 In the darkness, survivor Gbagbo only felt that the police officer flashed by in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, there was no sign of him.

"Uh!"

　　 The sound was quick and short, and it came from the cockpit. The pilot struggled to get out of the seat, scared that Dr. Nora ran away and did not dare to look back.

　　 As a result, as she passed the first row of the front cabin, she caught her with both hands, and the screams echoed in the plane.

　　 "Nora!"

　　Dr. Yves ignored the observation of the cargo compartment and rushed over in a hurry. He kept calling God bless in his heart and praying that his female partner would not have trouble.

However, God did not appear. Lu Li stepped forward. He flew and held the head of a male passenger to make sure that he was incapacitated. Then he raised the muzzle and pointed it at the rear right: "This lady, and Mr. Pilot, please Raise your hands and put them where I can see them, otherwise, I will treat them as assaulting police officers."

　　 From accepting the task to controlling the situation, the whole process only took Lu Li more than ten seconds.

　　 And this is what he deliberately showed in order to hide his clumsiness.

　　 "It hurts... let go of me..."

Under 　　, the long-haired cross-dressed man whispered for mercy.

　　At the same time, Dr. Yves rushed over. He ignored the two survivors behind him, and hurriedly asked, "Nora, are you okay?"

"fine……"

　　 Nora was in shock, the captain suddenly awakened, and holding her hands with those hands, she really frightened her.

　　 However, everything is over, she calmed down again and thought of another more scientific possibility, that is, this death flight, there are actually several survivors.

　　 "Police officer, how is the situation?"

　　 At this time, Jim's voice rang in the ears of the three of them.

　　 "Nothing happened, three more survivors were found."

　　The words fell, Lu Li added in his heart: God's perspective has disappeared.

　　 Next, he must carefully formulate an action plan and always pay attention to the direction of the event.

　　 Almost at the same time ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Medical officer Yves ordered: "Arrange the medical staff to come in quickly."

　　 So far, the search phase has been successfully completed.

　　 10:30 in the evening.

　　 Many media gathered near JFK International Airport, and the director of the CDC also rushed to the scene.

　　 Among the high-levels, a new round of wrangling began.

　　 used to be rushing to investigate the truth, but now it has become a struggle to shirk responsibility.

　　 Two hundred and ten passengers, 206 people died, so many families were involved.

　　 No one dares to take over such a hot potato.

　　Because the media and the anger of the families of the deceased will destroy everything.

　　 In the isolation shed, Dr. Yves, who had just quarreled with his boss, began to question the survivors one by one, hoping that they could provide effective information.

　　 "I am not an ordinary passenger, my name is Joan Luce, a lawyer."

　　 The blond middle-aged woman pointed to Dr. Nora and said in a commanding tone: "So, the information you collect must be handed over to me, and it is better to let me leave tomorrow morning..."

　　 With the closure of the special plastic, the annoying sound finally disappeared.

　　 Nora breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 As a result, as soon as she turned around, she saw Lu Li who was undergoing a medical examination.

　　 I saw him looking up here with a strange expression.

　　 "Officer Lu, what's wrong with you?"

　　 "It's nothing, it just feels like that lady is a bit like an old witch in a fairy tale."

　　 In the single-person isolation hood, Joan Luce is still making gestures, repeating: "I am Joan Luce."

　　 Generally speaking, when I introduce myself in this kind of cooperation, the background is not simple as I am, my name is, or even the name is said directly.

　　 The ability to do things is first-rate.