A quarter chance is not small to say small, but this decision is designed to save 100 lives, and no one dares to make this big gamble.

Everyone was silent. A minute passed, and the psychologist spoke: "I have had bad luck since I was a child, and I will lose every time I gamble, so I can't make this decision." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone was thinking about their luck in the past. In fact, the people who can board this plane are all elites from all walks of life, and their luck is naturally not too bad, but it may be that they have used up their luck almost completely, so they boarded this death flight.

To be able to live well, no one wants to die.

Most of the people retreated, and the few who did not speak were also full of hesitation.

The middle-aged man looked back at everyone, and finally fell on Cen Baihe: "The Cen family has been kind for generations, and has always been blessed by God, and even this bomb was discovered by Mr. Cen. It's up to you to make this decision. ”

Cen Baihe did not speak.

The middle-aged man looked at the others again: "Do you have any opinions?" ”

At this time, it is not to see who has more wealth and who has a bigger background, but to see who has better luck and who has accumulated more virtue. The good deeds that the Cen family has done over the years, everyone knows in their hearts, plus Cen Baihe's luck has always been exceptionally good, which line of work to make money, even the sick and crooked body has been much better this year, it is said that with the help of a certain master, the sickness has disappeared.

In the face of great difficulties, many people will subconsciously avoid choice and responsibility, so no one opposes the decision of middle-aged men.

"Mr. Cen," the middle-aged man handed the scissors to Cen Baihe, and Cen Baihe glanced at the tool in his hand, which is the scissors used for sewing clothes?

"There are no suitable tools on the plane, these scissors are quite sharp, make do with it," the middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his head and smiled. People who can still laugh at such a juncture have a good psychological quality.

Cen Baihe pinched the scissors, watched the time on the □□ pass by minute by second, and looked at these threads a little uncontrollable.

This kind of plot is often played in TV dramas, choose one of several lines and so on, but the colors of those lines are different, so you can choose according to your preferences, and the few lines here are all yellow, and there is nothing special about it.

He took a deep breath and reached for one of the lines with the scissors.

"Mr. Cen! Wait a minute," a slightly chubby man's face turned pale and his eyes were full of panic, "There are still more than ten minutes left, why don't you think about it again, think slowly, don't rush." ”

Cen Baihe looked down at the thing in front of him and remembered what Qian Qian had said.

Qian Qian said that he was born to be a noble person, and the purple qi on his body could not only protect himself, but even protect others. He clenched the scissors in his hand, and was about to make up his mind, when suddenly the sound of a dragon groaning sounded in his ears again.

Twice, he heard two more dragon moans.

Cen Baihe exhaled slowly, and pressed the scissors before everyone had time to react.

Click.

In less than a second, everyone on the plane finally realized what it means to be like a year, and even many people couldn't help but close their eyes.

But a second passed, two seconds passed, and even five seconds passed, and the explosion did not sound.

"This ...... Is this a success? Someone asked.

"Success?"

"It worked!"

This group of big people who could barely maintain their demeanor couldn't take care of any image at this time, some laughed, some cried with joy, and some rushed up to hug Cen Baihe. No one cares whether Cen Baihe is cold or not, whether he is not easy to get along with, in their eyes, Cen Baihe is the savior who exudes golden light!

Cen Baihe felt that someone was hugging his waist, someone was holding his hand, and someone was calling his name, and the whole cabin was full of crying, laughter, and applause, but this was the joy of the rest of his life.

Only the captain who was tied to the chair screamed that it was impossible, that his bomb actually had a trap, that is, cutting a wire would not stop the bomb from exploding at all, it would only accelerate the passage of time in □□, and then the pride of these days would be waiting for death, and just thinking about it would make people feel happy.

But why did it prevent the explosion from succeeding?

That's impossible?

"Mr. Cen, you cut two?!" The middle-aged man originally wanted to put away the bomb carefully, and after the plane landed, he would hand it over to the police waiting at the airport, but what he didn't expect was that Cen Baihe cut not one thread, but two.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's one or two, it's good if the bomb doesn't explode!" An old lady glared at him, "What's there to shout about." After saying this, she rubbed to Cen Baihe's side, like a crazy fan, and took his hand and shook it a few times.

"Good luck, good luck, I won't wash my hands when I go home today!"

"Yes, yes, let's all rub it!" Everyone in ecstasy actually doesn't have much reason at all, and at this moment, Cen Baihe is no longer the fifth master of the Cen family in their eyes, but a mobile good luck blessing, the kind that can live a long life with a touch and be inviolable.

Cen Baihe had never experienced such a scene, if he had been surrounded like this in the past, he would have sunk his face and turned away, but at this moment, looking at these old or young faces, he didn't feel bored, but showed a smile on his face.

If you want to touch it, you can touch it, and you won't miss a piece of meat anyway.

The news of the safety of the aircraft soon reached the headquarters, and the solemn atmosphere at the headquarters was immediately relaxed, and a few relatively young staff members even applauded happily.

"Thank goodness!"

"Stay in touch with the people on the plane at all times, without interruption."

"Arrange for the police and bomb disposal experts at the airport to be on standby, and there can be no slack until the passengers leave the plane safely."

The Cen family received the news very early, and they heard the news just after the plane accident, so the whole family sat at home and waited for the follow-up news.

"Dad, do you want to tell Xiao Yan there?" Third Brother Cen was stuffy and blocked in his heart, but thinking of the fifth brother's thoughts about Qi Yan, he felt that Qi Yan should know about this matter, and at least one more person could pray for the fifth brother to return safely.

"No need," Cen Qiusheng shook his head, "If these two children are destined, why make people sad again." ”

Second Sister Cen's lips trembled, and she didn't say anything after all. Before my brother returned safely, it was useless to say anything else.

As the time passed, the faces of the Cen family became more and more beautiful, and their eyes all fell on the phone on the coffee table. Now they are both afraid of the phone ringing and looking forward to it.

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells! ”

Cen Qiusheng's hand holding the cane was trembling, he looked at the phone that kept ringing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Boss, you come to pick it up." ”

Brother Cen picked up the phone receiver with trembling hands: "Hello, this is the Cen family." ”

"What?!" Brother Cen raised his voice, "Really?!" ”

"Okay, thank you!" Brother Cen hung up the phone and looked at his family in ecstasy, "Bai He, he's fine, the plane is safe!" ”

"Are you sure?!" Cen Qiusheng looked at his eldest son and asked, "Is it really okay?" ”

"Yes, the plane has already landed at the coastal airfield, there are no fatalities, only robbers with one passenger were injured." Brother Cen clasped his hands together, "God bless, God bless!" ”

A smile finally appeared on Cen Qiusheng's face, and even the wrinkles on his forehead at the corners of his eyes were dyed with joy, "Arrange a special plane to pick him up immediately, and I will solve the problem of the route!" ”

"Okay, Dad." Brother Cen suddenly stood up from the sofa and said with a smile, "I'll go and prepare immediately." ”

It wasn't until the plane landed at the airport and all the personnel were safely evacuated that the news of the hijacking of the flight of the Huaxia delegation leaked out.

At the beginning, no one on the Internet believed it, and even angry netizens scolded the person who spread the news for having bad intentions and joking about this kind of life-threatening thing. Even if netizens are just people who eat melons, they also know how important those people in the Huaxia delegation are to go abroad.

Netizens with good things even found the list of visiting groups, including experts and scholars, successful businessmen and elites from all walks of life, if something happens to these people, it will be a big loss for China's economy and culture.

The rumors on the Internet are getting more and more, and netizens began to ask the truth under some official media Weibo, but the strange thing is that the online gossip has spread so much, but no regular media has reported the matter, and no one has come out to refute the rumors.

It wasn't until after 12 o'clock in the afternoon that a blogger verified as the official Weibo of the Imperial Capital Public Security posted an announcement, the general content of which was the personal information of a certain man, and that he was arrested by the public security authorities for hijacking, illegal possession of firearms, threatening to harm others, and destroying national public property, and the case is now under further review.

As soon as this announcement came out, it was equivalent to confirming that the hijacking incident was true, but the majority of netizens were still relieved that the robbers could be caught, indicating that the plane had landed safely, and the casualties should not be too large. Many people swiped words such as thank God and blessings on Weibo, obviously happy for the passengers on the flight.

Many people usually scold people on the Internet, or complain about social injustice, but when it comes to this kind of moment, most netizens are well-intentioned, they don't care who is on the plane and what their identity is, as long as they can be safe.

This is the instinct for goodness that human beings have hidden in their bodies.

When Cen Baihe took a special plane back to the imperial capital, it was around two o'clock in the afternoon, and he was accompanied by several people on the flight.

Stepping on the solid land of the imperial capital, they suddenly came back to their senses, and it turned out that they had really escaped.

After saying goodbye, Cen Baihe returned home and was baptized by the enthusiasm of his family, but he knew that when night fell, he didn't see Qi Yan.

Called his cell phone, and it was a strange man who answered the phone.

"Mr. Cen?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know him, and said, "It's great that you can come back safely, Master Qi is injured and unconscious, and he is still being treated in the hospital." ”

Hospital?

Cen Baihe inexplicably thought of those dragon groans.

"Please tell me the address of the hospital, and I'll come right over."