Chapter 3: The Crash (1)

Secretly sad, it is better to act quickly. - Chopin

Chopard hurried out of the courier hold, perhaps the jacket was going to be delivered to some man in another country, but no one cared where a courier went. More important matters are on the minds of everyone on the plane.

The plane was on the verge of spiraling out of control after a terrible hurricane, and the courier escort was handing out parachutes to every passenger on the plane.

Chopard stood helplessly in the aisle in front of the express cargo hold, surrounded by panicked aircraft crews. Courier escorts are busy sorting out scattered parcels and handing out parachutes, aircraft mechanics are busy repairing wing failures, and flight attendants are busy reassuring the rest of the passengers.

No one seemed to notice Chopin, the explorer on the flight, who was soon squeezed back into the stack of boxes in the courier hold by the busy crowd.

When Chopin saw a beautiful female courier escort walking past him with several large bags of parachutes, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "This lady, where is the plane?" When will the loss of control of the aircraft be alleviated? ”。

The female courier escort shook her head and replied apologetically: "I'm sorry sir, the plane deviated from the scheduled route, I can't answer your question accurately, I only know that the plane is now in the cold zone, as for the loss of control of the plane, I'm afraid it can't be alleviated at this time."

The female courier escort's big eyes were soaked with tears, and she took out a bag of parachutes and stuffed them to Chopard.

The female courier escort left crying, leaving only one sentence when she left: "Good luck, Monsieur Chopin!" ”。

Chopin, who heard such unfortunate news, stood like a bolt from the blue, at a loss for what to do.

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