V4.Chapter 8

The back of the plane.

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

Dr. iver felt that they were not in pain before they died, because there were no signs of struggle at the scene, and the body's face was not ferocious, as if they were asleep.

However, after a few steps forward, the abnormality suddenly appeared in front of us.

It was a dark hole, and the cover that had been put on it had long disappeared.

With the help of the light from the multi-functional gas mask, Dr. iver barely saw a simple escalator connecting up and down.

However, after observing for some time, the doctor decided to move on.

He plans to check the whole back cabin and come back to check it carefully.

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

And here, there is no way to go, only the original way back.

The doctor had no choice but to go back to the dark hole and fix the purple light lamp on the bracket.

Then, the mysterious and strange scene appeared again: shimmering green substances could be seen everywhere, extending from the hole to the hatch and then to the luggage rack.

He pressed his thoughts, took out several fluorescent rods for lighting from his bag, knocked them on the metal plate and threw them into it. At the same time, he adjusted the orientation of the camera and connected to the communication channel: "Jim, where is this?"

The airport supervisor next to the computer screen approached and replied, "cargo hold."

"Empty it, pack all the gifts and take them away, at the same time..." Everton looked at the unknown substance in front of him, and his tone could not help but dignified: "carry out chemical reagent test and ammonia spectrum test on the cargo hold."

Then he put his head in and carefully observed it with the help of light and fluorescent stick.

At the same time, Nora, who went to the front cabin, finally found her body.

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

"Jim..."

Nora connected to the communication channel, turned on the camera and passed the picture in front of her.

According to common sense, the security measures here are absolutely harsh to the extreme, and it is unlikely to be pushed on.

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

"This door should be locked," Bishop said in a deep voice, shaking his head.

"Nora, it's dangerous. Don't enter without permission. Listen..."

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

Two fluorescent panels were thrown out, one left and one right, rolled to the corner, and the situation in the cockpit was immediately clear.

Two drivers lie on their backs, just like the passengers they transport.

"Nora, I ask you to leave there. It's dangerous. The door should be locked..."

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

Jim's warning was ignored.

Carrying a flashlight, she began to examine the co pilot's body.

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

In desperation, fat Jim took the initiative to contact Lu Li, the nearest to the cockpit: "officer, Nora is in danger. Please go to the cab."

At the thought of their relationship and that Luli's Department was not under the jurisdiction of the CDC, Jim panicked. He was afraid of the failure of the communication system, and he was more worried that Luli deliberately delayed time.

"Received."

A steady voice passed.

Lu Li made a gesture to Mr. Gbagbo in front of him, motioned him to sit down at ease, and then rushed over at a speed of 100 meters and 10 seconds.

In the dark, survivor Gbagbo only felt that the police officer flashed past in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't see a trace.

"Er!"

The voice was short and urgent. It came from the cockpit. The pilot struggled to climb out of his seat. He was so frightened that Dr. Nora ran away and didn't dare to look back.

As a result, when I passed the first row of the front cabin, I grabbed her with both hands, and the screams echoed in the plane.

"Nora!"

Dr. iver ignored the observation cargo hold and rushed over in a hurry. He kept shouting God bless and praying that his female partner would not have an accident.

However, God did not show his spirit. Lu Li stepped forward. He flew and pressed the head of a male passenger to ensure that he lost his ability to move. Then he raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the right rear: "this lady and Mr. pilot, please raise your hands and put them where I can see, otherwise I will deal with them as police Raiders."

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

And this, or he in order to hide clumsiness, just deliberately showed.

"Pain... Loosen me..."

Under him, the man with long hair and different clothes begged for mercy in a low voice.

At the same time, Dr. iver rushed over. Ignoring the two survivors behind him, he hurriedly asked, "Nora, are you okay?"

"Nothing..."

Nora was still in shock. The captain suddenly woke up and took his hands, which really frightened her.

However, everything was over. She calmed down again and thought of another more scientific possibility, that is, there were several survivors of the death flight.

"Officer, how's it going?"

At this time, Jim's voice sounded in their ears.

"Nothing happened. Three more survivors were found."

Then Lu Li added in his heart: God's vision disappeared.

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

Almost at the same time, Yves, the medical officer, ordered, "arrange the medical staff to come in quickly."

So far, the search phase has been successfully completed.

Ten thirty in the evening.

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

A new round of wrangling began between the senior management.

Before, it was to rush to investigate the truth, but now it has evolved into a struggle to shirk responsibility.

Two hundred and ten passengers, two hundred and six people died, involving so many families.

No one dares to take over a hot potato.

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

In the isolation shed, Dr. iver, who had just had a quarrel with his boss, began to ask the survivors one by one in the hope that they could provide effective information.

"I'm not an ordinary passenger. My name is Joan Luce, a lawyer."

The blonde middle-aged woman pointed to Dr. Nora and said in a commanding tone, "so the information you have collected must be given to me. In addition, it's best 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 physical examination.

He looked up at it with a strange expression.

"Officer Lu, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing. I just feel that lady is a little like an old witch in a fairy tale."

In the single isolation room, Joan Luce was still comparing and saying, "I'm Joan Luce."

Generally speaking, in this kind of cooperative self introduction, the background is not simple because I am, my name, or even directly say my name.

The ability to do things is first-class.