"Don't worry, child, a kind reminder is not a sin, even if it is wrong. We don't curse others with malice, but we don't let good people be punished for it. The fat old man with a white beard and white hair sat beside Bella and spoke of relief.

The fat old man handed her a business card.

John. Gray is a professor of history at Bard College in New York.

Bella doesn't have a business card, she can only introduce herself: "Isabella. Swan, professor, you can call me Bella. ”

"Hello, Bella, I see that you are very uneasy, are you worried about the reproach of the government? I still know a few friends, so don't be afraid. ”

At this time, Bella is indeed very weak-hearted, after that urge to save people, all that is left is fear, she knows better than everyone what she is about to face, it is something that beauty, wealth, and status cannot fight against.

"You believe in me...... My gibberish? She asked, thoughtful.

Many passengers are skeptical, or rather believe that they have the mentality of not believing it, and there are really few who support themselves clearly and believe in it.

The fat old man's eyes looked into the distance, and his expression was a little lonely.

"You're a high school student, have you studied American history?"

Does the United States have such a thing as history? Bella despises the so-called American history from the bottom of her heart, and she only remembers the story of Washington, the vampire hunter Lincoln......

She didn't receive many memories from her previous body at all, and she had only traveled three days when she was full! I don't have time to read at all.

She didn't know what the history class on the American side was about, so she could only answer ambiguously: "I know some." ”

"Our history carries original sin, this land does not belong to us, this sky hates us. In 1821, in Idaho, all the inhabitants and gold diggers of a small town died, without wounds, without warning, and all five hundred people died all at once, and there are many more similar cases, and the government thinks it was a vendetta organized by the Indians, but I think it was the revenge of nature. ”

Bella felt that the fat old man's statement was very close to the truth, and no one could tell what the Grim Reaper in the movie was.

"I think ......," she said, when she saw a huge fireball burst into the sky in the distance.

Two seconds later, the air wave caused by the violent explosion hit the glass of the waiting hall, and there was a "boom" sound, and several passengers standing in front of the window were directly shaken away, and the newspapers, water glasses, and clothes and hats of the passengers in the hall were blown everywhere.

The drizzle outside the window was swept into the waiting hall by the strong wind, and the illuminated ground was stained with a layer of mud, I don't know if it was an illusion, Bella smelled a faint smell of blood from it.

The temperature in the room dropped by three or four degrees in an instant, but at this time, no one had time to think about the glass and the ground, and everyone, including Bella, stared out the window blankly, watching the fireball burn violently in the air and fall to the ground.

Several men threw away their so-called manners, covered their heads, their faces full of disbelief, and the women hugged their children, trying to give their children some courage, but in fact they themselves were too scared now.

"Oh! My God! ”

"Mom! I'm afraid! ”

"Child, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here! Mommy is here! ”

The survivors in the departure hall were in an inexplicable panic.

There are those who kiss the cross, those who sit in their seats in a daze, and those who hug each other, lamenting that they have escaped.

The female teacher, who was still apologizing to the airport supervisor and hoping that she and her students could board the plane as usual, suddenly turned pale, glad and regretted, if she did it again in life, she would definitely stop everyone.

"Didn't you say the plane was fine?! You're murder! Murder understands! You stupid pig! You're all murderers! The thin female teacher grabbed the airport supervisor's tie, she had heard this guy swear that there was nothing wrong with the plane, but now?

Is this what it looks like to be fine? How would she explain this to the families of the students who were killed?

The airport supervisor was also stupid, the one who said the plane was okay and patted his chest to guarantee that it was the captain! Now this product is hanging, right? ......

The law does not control the dead, and he should be unlucky if he is alive.

"I see it! I saw the whole picture, everything was exactly the same as I remembered, the engine on the left side of the plane caught fire, and then the flames from the explosion rushed into the cabin, and I saw you, you, and you, you were all dead! They're all dead! ......”

The thin male student has been emphasizing the picture he has foreseen, to be honest, Bella thinks that his ability is quite magical, as if he has gone through a process, and then turns back the time of a single individual, and listens to him talk about the appearance of a nose and eyes, which always feels very real, completely different from the death omen that Bella herself experienced.

Her seemed to be some kind of spiritual perception, while the thin male student seemed to be temporarily hanging.

Since someone is willing to attract firepower, she will not jump out to highlight herself.

There were more than 100 victims, many of whom still had their faces faintly visible in front of Bella's eyes, some of them were schoolgirls who mocked her for dressing dirty, and some of them accused her of being a company executive who was mentally ill, and now everything is gone......

At 9:25 a.m., the plane took off, and a large explosion ensued, and although the airport sent a search and rescue team in the heavy rain, everyone was pessimistic about the search and rescue results, and in that case, the chances of survival were slim.

Trans World Airlines was already under pressure from all sides because of its poor management, and now the Flight 180 accident has dealt them a heavy blow, whether it is a mechanical failure or a fuel deflagration, which could not stop the airline founded in 1925 from falling into the abyss.

Police officers, firefighters, the F.B.I., and reporters from all walks of life took turns asking the survivors all sorts of questions.

From religious beliefs to human rights issues, from political positions to supported teams.

Among them, Bella, the skinny male student Alex, the dark-haired young man Sam, and the brown-haired female student Claire were the focus of questioning.

The middle-aged man in a long tweed coat showed his credentials to several people, a C1-level field executive in charge of the F.B.I.'s Phoenix bureau, with a cliché name, or pseudonym, that he introduced himself as Henry.

The least suspicious brunette schoolgirl Claire. Redfield was the first to be questioned.

"Miss Redfield, I don't see you and Miss Swan have crossed paths in any way before, can you tell me why you support her point of view?"

"It's some very ominous premonition that I'm going to die if I board the plane, it's as simple as that."

"Hunch? Gone? Do you mind if I keep the record as it is? ”

"Absolutely."