As soon as this thought came to him, Muraki thought about the possibility of something happening.

"Maybe it's true......"

Muraki's heart was pounding, and the fingers holding the champagne in his hand were also trembling a little, he was just a civil official, and he suddenly suffered this change, not how to deal with it.

"Listen to their plans first, and then figure out how to do it."

Muraki quickly calmed himself down, got along with what he thought was the right solution, and continued to hold his breath and listen to the conversation coming from the cabin.

Chinese New Year's Eve, the co-captain Sato, is thirty or seven years old, the whole person is thin and tall, full of ability, and the nose is a typical hooked nose, but with the facial features but there is a sense of yin, in terms of the feng shui face of China, such a person has a darker heart.

Probably the feng shui physiognomy handed down in China for thousands of years does have some doorways, which is true for Sato's speculation, he joined the Japanese Self-Defense Forces at the age of seventeen, joined the Air Force, and then became a pilot after hard work, flying a variety of models, including the jet fighter F-15, he had a bright future, because of one thing all ruined.

After he got the holiday, he happily returned to his home, only to see his wife rolling on the bed with a strange man, which caused Sato's extreme anger, as a machismo, he couldn't tolerate his wife stealing behind his back, so the two divorced three months later, his wife left him with the child, and he felt that the days were extremely gloomy, drinking and getting drunk all day, and as a result, he was disqualified from flying, and applied for retirement in a fit of anger.

After retiring, Sato was decadent for a while, but fortunately, one of his comrades-in-arms lent a helping hand, and he received an invitation from a civil aviation company. After a period of training, he mastered the flying skills of a civil airliner and obtained a pilot license, but due to a bad record of alcoholism, he has always been a co-pilot, and this time is eight years.

Eight years, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression in China has ended, Sato is extremely aggrieved, and the increasingly strong resentment makes Sato's heart extremely depressed, and finally a little distorted.

He was always the co-pilot. Acting under the captain's face all day long, which made him feel that life was too boring, although he received the order to fly the plane to Huaxia to pick up the crested ibis, he didn't feel that anything had changed, but one night. A mysterious figure approached him.

Under the threat of gunpoint and US dollars, Sato understood the identity of the other party. The other party is a well-known smuggler who has been wanted by the Japanese government for a long time. I have smuggled and sold several large amounts of precious cultural relics, but this time I don't know where to get the news, and I contacted the buyer who bought the crested ibis at a high price, and wanted to make a big deal.

The generous remuneration offered by the other party made Sato unable to refuse, and the deposit alone made Sato's eyes widen after a fierce ideological struggle. Sato gritted his teeth and agreed to the other party's conditions, and a flight attendant was also bought, and according to the mysterious man's plan, the two boarded the plane with a communication jammer. Waiting for the time to come.

"Is there a problem with the gun?"

"It's all checked, and there's no problem."

Gun?

This cold word made Muraki shiver.

Originally, Muraki thought that the other party would at most find a way to get the crested ibis, and he had no other plans for himself and others, but the other party had a gun in his hand, which indicated that the other party might want to make a big deal about it.

"Amaterasu is above, please tell sù what should I do?"

Muraki is very aware of the past of this co-pilot Sato, who is a retired pilot from the Self-Defense Forces, and even if the three of them add up, they are not enough to be pinched by others.

Neither Amaterasu nor Jesus Christ was powerless at the moment, so Muraki could only cautiously retreat, trying to return to the cabin to warn the others, but he forgot that he still had a glass of champagne in his hand, and hurriedly turned around, only to have the glass of champagne on the ground with a thud and shatter.

"Smack!"

The crisp cracking sound was clearly audible, Muraki's face suddenly became extremely pale, and the sound of the quilt breaking immediately alarmed the two people inside, and a low cry came.

"Who's out there!"

Sato and the flight attendant named Leng Sai suddenly heard a strange noise, and suddenly their hearts sank, and a gray pistol in their hands had quickly opened the insurance, and they made a color towards Leng Sai, and touched out, but where can I still see people?

Seeing the smashed quilt on the ground, the pale yellow liquid made Sato distinguish that it was champagne and looked at Leng Sai.

"Our actions are exposed, act immediately, you go and contact them, and I will deal with the others."

"Understood."

Leng Zhai nodded, then raised his gun and flashed into a certain compartment in the engine room, where the jamming machine qì was hidden, he believed in Sato's skills, it was the person who had retired from the Self-Defense Forces.

Muraki only felt that his heart was about to beat to his throat, and he didn't care to hide his figure, so he climbed up as fast as he could in his life, returned to the cabin, and tried to sound the alarm.

"Quick, contact the ground tower immediately, someone wants to hijack the plane, the purpose is the crested ibis!"

"Mr. Muraki, you've drunk too much, who would want to rob the plane?"

Seeing Muraki panting at the door, a middle-aged animal expert frowned and sneered.

Plane robbery? And rob the earth! Are we really so easy to deceive?

"No, there must be something weird!"

An elderly animal expert vaguely noticed that something was wrong, and just wanted to stand up, suddenly it was as if someone had set off a powerful firecracker, and a loud noise started outside the cabin.

Bang!

Muraki's eyes widened in a daze, the arm holding the hatch hung down weakly, and he sat down, his head lowered in disbelief, and there was a red blood stain on his chest.

The pain of the rupture came along with the cold and darkness, and Muraki soon felt like he had lost his strength.

"This ......."

Bang!

"Damn it, it almost ruined my plans."

Sato shot Muraki, who was not yet completely dead, and after confirming that the other party was dead, the pistol in his hand was aimed at several animal experts who were already stunned.

The accident happened so quickly that before they could react, Muraki, who they thought was drunk, had already collapsed in a pool of blood, and the blood on his chest was like a fountain, gushing out happily.

"Anamesuya is above!"

These animal experts were crying bitterly at the moment, who would have thought that someone would really hijack the plane!

"Be honest, squat with your head in your hands, if you don't want to die."

The government official who was alarmed by the gunshot, as soon as he came out of the first half of the first class, was pointed at the head by the muzzle of the black hole, obediently held his head in his hands, and squatted down.

One minute later, except for the captain, who was held at gunpoint by Leng Sai, who remained in the cockpit, the rest of the people were skillfully tied up with duct tape by Sato, and after confirming that they could not break free, they were thrown to the back of the cabin.

Sato took off the black cloth outside the cage, looked at the red bird that was flapping its wings in a panic inside, and patted the cage a few times with bad taste, before he couldn't help but sigh.

"How can such a red bird be worth so much money?"

"The signal has been sent, our plane will be there soon, and we will have to prepare our parachute."

After turning on the machine, except for a fixed channel left by himself, the communication jammer immediately cut off all communications, and after letting the captain turn on the autopilot mode, Leng Zhai escorted the captain to the cabin, and saw the gun in Sato's hand, the captain couldn't help frowning.

"Sato, do you know what you're doing!"

Syllable!

In response to the captain, it was a hard slap, Sato didn't seem to be relieved enough, and he slapped a few times with a bow left and right, and the captain's face was swollen, and then he stopped the hot and painful palm.

"Idiot Kishimoto, don't look at the situation now, do you think you're still the majestic captain?"

Sato looked coldly at the captain who had turned into pork, and couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart.

As his co-captain, Sato is often called by this guy on weekdays, but because of livelihood problems, Sato is not good at attacking, and he has been holding back for a long time, and the smuggler who bought Sato probably investigated the interpersonal relationship between the two and was not worried about being leaked, which is why he has today's move.

"Sato-kun, please listen to me explain, I was wrong about what happened before......"

After the captain saw Sato's gun, he completely understood that his situation was extremely dangerous, as long as the other party was unhappy, the pistol could easily make a big hole in his head.

"Now you know it's wrong? It's too late, if you don't sneak a little trick, I might spare you. ”

Sato sneered, and the captain was pale, Sato stood up, slapped the captain with the muzzle, and said lightly.

"Don't think I didn't notice what you did in the cockpit, I removed the circuit of that recorder, and when the plane crashes, there will be no evidence left except for the black box."

"How did you find out?"

As soon as the captain asked this, he suddenly complained in his heart, he knew one thing very well, in this moment of crisis, the more things he knew, the smaller the chance of surviving, not to mention that he didn't anger Sato on weekdays?

Sato ignored him, and a man's voice suddenly came from the headphones he was wearing, and after a while, Sato nodded and glanced at Leng Zhai, and then Sato raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

"I know you want to stall, so, no."

Bang!

The bodies of the captain and Muraki were dragged aside, while Sato and Lenzai were each put in parachute bags and secured with a crested ibis cage next to them and covered with a tarp.

"You go down with a cage first, and I'll open the hatch." (To be continued......)