"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! I'm the captain of this flight, Simon. In ten minutes, our JB-115 flight will enter the central region of the Arabian Peninsula. At that time, with the afterglow of the west, you can enjoy the magnificent and gorgeous desert scenery outside the cabin. It is particularly noteworthy that we are currently located in the same area where the Tower of Cuba is located in the Bible. Hopefully, after a while, some lucky lady or gentleman will be able to discover its ruins from 30,000 feet in the air. Hehe, I wish you all a pleasant journey. Thank you..."

As the captain's announcement ended, calm returned to the cabin of the first class.

"Tower of Babel, hehe, what a nice gimmick. But this Uncle Simon seems to be too talkative, and I don't know if his main role is a guide or a driver..."In the last row on the left side of the first class cabin, a flat-headed man wearing sunglasses casually held a magazine in his hand, looked at the microphone above his head, and muttered.

"Mr. Murray, your whiskey." Just as the man shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his gaze, ready to continue the long journey with the magazine in his hand, the long-haired stewardess came to the man's side with a glass of amber wine.

In the cup, a large round ice cube is crystal clear, and it constantly makes a pleasant clanging sound when it collides slightly with the glass wall.

Then, under the playful gaze of the flat-headed man, the stewardess slowly squatted down and handed the wine glass to him with a coquettish smile. And the stewardess's round pair of waves also rested on the armrest of the flat-headed man's side, intentionally or unintentionally, almost rubbing against the man's arm.

"I don't remember calling for a drink service." Despite that, the flat-headed man took a sip from his glass.

Instantly, the cold, fiery liquor slid down the sides of his tongue and down his throat into the deep stomach pouch. Then, a vigorous burning heat ignited in the man's heart.

"Very nice whisky, not adulterated with any moisture. Well, it should be in the icy cellars of the Scottish Highlands, cellared in old oak barrels for more than twenty years. It is worthy of the top cabin service of Air Arabia! The flat-headed man was like a veteran drinker, savoring the taste between his mouth and tongue and in his body, and raised his eyebrows in admiration. However, his eyes are always calm and oppressive.

"It is also an honor for our company and this flight to be admired by Mr. Murray." The stewardess smiled lightly, her thin and curved black eyebrows were like two string moons, and with a pair of royal blue eyes, it was almost like the magic of sucking time away.

"But how did you know my name?" The flat-headed man held the wine glass in one hand, and rubbed the other hand to the side, intentionally or unintentionally, and immediately fell into a softness.

However, the stewardess did not have any resistance to this almost flirtatious, or obscene action, but took the initiative to move her toned and bumpy body forward, her eyes full of smiles.

"For every valued passenger, we will naturally carefully read their registration tag and identity information to better serve them and relieve the fatigue of the journey." At this, the stewardess's eyes suddenly swept downward, and ten inches below her jaw was a tightly knit zipper.

"May I ask Miss your name?" The flat-headed man smiled and withdrew his arm, which he had taken advantage of.

"Elena, is it good?" The stewardess chuckled and replied.

"Very nice to hear. But doesn't that look like a Mossad name? The flat-headed man drank the remaining whiskey from his glass in one go, and as he said casually, he handed the empty glass with only the ice cubes left to the stewardess. …,

"Hehe, but I just like it. But then again, the name 'Mori' doesn't seem to fit your status and rank in the Far Eastern Army, sir. After all, none of your colleagues would dare to use such a purely Western codename. Unexpectedly, the other party lifted his card so quickly, the stewardess was slightly stunned, and then naturally took the empty cup and said.

"I'm just an engineer, and nothing else is a ridiculous identity. However, now that I have retired, the name Murray is just right for me in the future. The flat-headed man shrugged his shoulders again and said in a flat tone.

"We still can't believe that your superiors can agree to your retirement, and even let you go abroad so confidently?" Speaking of this, for the first time, the stewardess's azure eyes showed a serious and puzzled look.

"That's why you were arranged to contact me?" The flat-headed man put down the magazine, gently lifted the stewardess's delicate chin with his hand, and asked.

"Not all, after all, in many previous collaborations, our scientists have been amazed by your technology and ideas. Now that you are out of your place, it is only natural that we, as 'old friends', should also show our concern. The stewardess said, wrinkling her white nose, and just following the flirtatious movements of the flat-headed man, she smiled charmingly. For a moment, even the orange glow of the sunset outside the porthole receded in front of the smile.

"Actually, it's nothing." The flat-headed man squinted his eyes slightly, then leaned in, kissed the corner of the beauty's lips lightly, and then sat up straight again: "It's just because I still have some use value, and there are some projects in the future that I need to continue to cooperate." In addition, it is estimated that my 'partners' and 'leaders' also wish that my thorn head would get out of the way soon. ”

"The company of geniuses and mediocrity can be said to be the greatest pain." After the stewardess was attacked by the flat-headed man, two eye-catching blush immediately rose on her cheeks. However, looking at his expression, he didn't seem to blame the other party for his rude behavior, but complained that the man was just out and received, and he didn't understand the amorous feelings.

"And where are you going next, sir?" At this time, the stewardess finally asked the question that she had been preparing for a long time.

"There are no concrete plans yet." The flat-headed man sighed softly for the first time and raised his sword eyebrows: "The West doesn't have to think about it, there is an agreement on this." I'm going to find a random place to stay in the Arabian Peninsula for now, and maybe I'll go to South Africa to see the penguins next. ”

"The penguins of South Africa, hehe, it's really a fun plan. If so, can you bring me along? The stewardess looked happy and immediately asked.

"Naturally, there is no problem with this. Does the Mossad have that many vacations, though? The flat-headed man chuckled.

"As long as it's to accompany you, sir, I think the headquarters will give you a leave." As she spoke, the stewardess smiled sweetly again.

"So, you Mossad are trying to recruit me?" The flat-headed man asked helplessly.

"We in the Mossad may not move you, but if we may, I would like to extend a formal invitation to you, on behalf of my country, to welcome you to our country to give lectures. The University of Jerusalem is even ready to be a visiting professor at the University of Jerusalem. ”

"What if I say no?" The flat-headed man didn't think about it, and immediately asked rhetorically.

"At the very least, then, I will prevent you from going to our hostile country. After all, with your help, it is difficult for us to imagine how terriblely the enemy's military-industrial system would have grown. This is something that my country cannot accept under any circumstances. The stewardess was still smiling, but for the first time there was a cold color in her eyes.

"Hehe, for some reason, I feel proud to receive a warning ultimatum from the Mossad." The flat-headed man looked directly into the eyes of the stewardess and didn't give in: "After all, it is a kind of happiness to have the Mossad's ace 'Elena' come and surrender in front of him." ”…,

"Oh? Does Mr. Murray recognize me? For the first time, the stewardess looked wary, and her lowered left hand moved slightly sideways, as if her fingers were resting on a certain position in the sock card of her skirt.

"In the past two years, three high-energy physicists of the Persian Empire have died unexpectedly, and they must all be your masterpieces, Miss Elena. Do you know what my partners call you in the Far East? ”

"What?"

"Heavy water!"

"Heavy water?" The stewardess frowned.

"Yes. Because of you, the long-awaited reaction of the Persian Empire had to be calmed down. It was as if a red-hot Ho fuel rod had been ruthlessly thrown into a pool of heavy water, and then quietly cooled down. The flat-headed man smiled faintly and said, "Although my partner and I disagree on many aspects, I quite agree on this point. ”

"Thank you for this title from the Far East. Heavy water... Hehe, next time I can write to my 'client' with this name. After being stunned for a moment, the stewardess took the nickname with a smile: "However, sir, what do you think of my mention just now?" ”

"Well, let me think about it. At least I still have time before the plane lands, right? The flat-headed man withdrew his gaze.

"No one can force your will, sir. I'll pour you another glass of wine, how about a brandy this time, I just saw a bottle of fine quality in the fridge. ”

"What a great idea, thank you very much. If you can, please have a large glass. ”

"No problem."

After saying that, the stewardess smiled charmingly and stood up and returned to the workshop. And left the flat-headed man alone with a wry smile.

Unfortunately, the flat-headed man didn't end up drinking the big glass of brandy.

Because just when the stewardess was bartending for her in the workshop, suddenly, outside the porthole of the plane, an incomparably tall illusory tower suddenly appeared.

It was a huge tower that connected heaven and earth, and the whole was made of golden boulders. Circle after spiral leads from the invisible ground to the equally invisible vault of the sky. The indescribably thick tower even obscured the entire sky.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if my eyes are not mistaken, the legendary Tower of Babel has really appeared in front of you. Lord..."At this moment, the voice of the captain was heard again on the radio in the cabin.

But this time no one laughed at him anymore. Because all the people in the cabin were stunned by the scene in front of them and couldn't move. Even the occasional scream or two seemed so abrupt and unnatural.

The next moment, everyone in the plane felt a sudden flash of light in front of them, and they were no longer conscious.

The flat-headed man, with his tenacious iron will, struggled to the last moment, and saw the huge tower that reached the sky burst open.

Then, among the countless scattered fragments, illusory and substantial, a brilliant golden glow suddenly struck the man's chest.

Then, all the qiē disappeared without a trace.