I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue was sitting in the restaurant next to the airport, pinching his chin with his right thumb and index finger, with a serious expression.

This is his habitual action when he thinks.

Whenever he was in trouble, he would put his mind into high gear.

If the brain is compared to a CPU, then his brain seems to have been overclocked now.

Since he went out this morning, he felt that something was wrong around him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He had breakfast, checked out of the hotel room, and took a taxi to the airport—it was obviously a simple and common thing, but he just felt that it was a violation, an indescribable violation.

Are you too sensitive?

Zhang Jue frowned rarely.

He had a bad premonition, as if the return journey would not be so smooth.

...

Sir, may I sit here?

The little girl's voice came.

Zhang Jue raised his head, and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl looking at him, very beautiful with blond hair and blue eyes.

There are many people in the restaurant, and it is very common to share tables.

Zhang Jue nodded.

The little girl put her luggage aside.

Then he lay down on the table and looked at Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue looked around to confirm that the little girl was really looking at him.

What's wrong? he asked.

Sir, I lost my wallet, can you treat me to a meal? the little girl smiled.

...

The little girl has red lips and white teeth, and a pair of big blue eyes are very moving.

Her expression didn't look like what she should have when she lost her wallet. Even an ordinary person would not be deceived, let alone Zhang Jue.

But for the first time, Zhang Jue did not reject her, but pushed the menu on one side in front of her.

Order what you want to eat.

Zhang Jue was not confused by her appearance, the reason why he invited her to dinner was because his discomfort disappeared after the little girl sat next to him.

I don't know if it was his illusion.

The little girl only ordered a pasta and pushed the menu to him.

Would you like something to eat?

Zhang Jue glanced at the price above, and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

You eat by yourself, I'm not hungry.

The little girl ate her pasta without any image. Zhang Jue had never seen a girl eat so fast.

In less than five minutes, she wiped out a large plate of pasta.

Are you still eating? Zhang Jue asked.

No, I'm full, thank you. The little girl laughed, her eyes brightened a little.

Hearing what she said, Zhang Jue was relieved.

The little girl suddenly asked: Are you from CN?

Zhang Jue nodded.

The little girl asked again: Then what are you doing here?

It was actually a little impolite to ask so many questions to a stranger, but Zhang Jue did not refuse to answer, but told the truth.

I promised a man to visit a friend of his.

So that's how it is. The little girl lowered her head and muttered to herself.

What? Zhang Jue didn't hear her words clearly.

It's nothing. The little girl raised her head, her eyes sparkled faintly, Thank you for your face, I'm leaving, goodbye.

Looking at her back, Zhang Jue felt a little familiar. He should have seen her somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

...

This was just an episode before Zhang Jue boarded the plane.

Two hours later, he entered the airport.

However, the moment he stepped into the airport gate, the bad feeling struck again.

There is a movie called Death Comes.

At the beginning of the movie, the protagonist foresees an accident on the plane.

This is how Zhang Jue feels now.

He always felt that something would happen to his flight.

To be precise, this flight will have an accident because of his ride-someone is watching him.

Unlike the few minions he caught in the cemetery before, this time he couldn't even feel the presence of each other.

Zhang Jue could only do things with his own intuition. It was a matter of his own life, so he couldn't be too careful.

So he decisively refunded the ticket and rebooked another flight three hours later.

Three hours passed quickly.

When the announcement of please board the plane, Mr. Zhang Jue sounded, he sat motionless in his seat, as if he hadn't heard it.

Ten minutes later, the broadcast stopped and the plane took off.

Zhang Jue got up and bought another ticket to CN in two hours.

Another two hours later, the announcement of Mr. Zhang Jue, please board the plane sounded again.

The broadcast lasted for a few minutes. Just when the crew thought that Mr. Zhang Jue had released their pigeons again, Zhang Jue saluted and rushed all the way to the boarding gate. At the last second before closing the door, he stepped on the Airplane taking off.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Jue was a little tired after fighting the air for several hours.

If he still can't get rid of the danger, then he can only blame him for being too unlucky, or the opponent is too strong.

He put his luggage on the luggage rack and was about to close his eyes to rest when the person sitting behind suddenly knocked on his chair.

Hello, can I change places with you, I'm a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Jue turned around and saw a woman in her thirties looking at him shyly.

Her lower abdomen swelled slightly, and she looked like a pregnant woman.

Because Zhang Jue's seat was next to the window, even though it couldn't be opened, most people still felt more comfortable sitting here, probably because of their inner feelings.

Zhang Jue nodded and changed places with her.

After sitting down, the plane took off slowly.

Feeling the oppression brought by being overweight, Zhang Jue felt a little better.

The roar of airplanes is the best sleeping pill, and most people put on their blindfolds and get ready for sleep.

Zhang Jue also closed his eyes.

In this case, it is impossible for him to fall asleep, but the necessary rest must be guaranteed.

The voices of the people died down, and the lights dimmed as the flight attendant came over to check a round of seat belts.

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhang Jue felt something was wrong.

In the darkness, he opened his eyes and felt the surrounding situation.

Quiet, unusually quiet.

Except for the roar of the plane, there was no other sound reaching his ears.

Not even human breath.

Zhang Jue stood up.

It was found that all the passengers were not in their seats.

He was the only one left in the huge cabin.

Oh, still can't escape it.

Encountering this situation, Zhang Jue's heart that had been hanging on was finally relieved.

Compared with the fear of the unknown, this close-to-unseen situation now makes him excited.

Come on, come on, let me see who dares to provoke Lao Tzu.

He kneaded his fingers, and if he didn't find someone to beat him up, it would be hard to solve the hatred in his heart.

In the dark, he fumbled towards the cockpit of the plane.

The other party wants to play this mysterious and mysterious game, and he will accompany him to the end.

As long as he occupies the cockpit, he is not afraid that the other party will not show up.

Just as he walked to the center of the cabin, all the lights that were originally off suddenly turned on.

The sudden bright light made Zhang Jue unable to see. He immediately closed his eyes and pricked up his ears.

He and Chen Lao had learned the method of listening to voices to identify their positions. If the other party wanted to take this opportunity to sneak attack him, they would probably suffer a disadvantage.

But a few seconds passed, and there was still silence.

There was no sound other than his breathing.

Could it be that I was thinking wrong? Zhang Jue slowly opened his eyes.

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he slowly opened his mouth, and his chin was long.

His expression was as if he had seen something unbelievable, and he was beyond shocked.