"Good evening passengers, and welcome to Oman Air's ...... from Dubai to New York"

As the boarding announcement echoed, many people in the waiting hall stood up and walked towards the ticket gate with their bags in their hands.

Bill is no exception, except that he has more of a job than anyone else, and he needs to monitor the status of each passenger before boarding.

Because according to past experience, hijackers often behave abnormally, they either hide their uneasiness with excitement, or they are so nervous that their hearts are pounding, in short, routine observation before boarding is a good habit that Bill has developed over the years.

But this time, as he had ridden countless times before, people behaved normally.

In front of the ticket gates, couples are kissing goodbye, passengers are complaining that their seats have been relocated to the aisle, and there is even a little girl who is flying alone in a nervous chair.

It doesn't seem like there's any risk, Bill told himself in his heart.

But soon, his eyes were drawn to a group of three people walking by.

Because the one in the lead was none other than Du Wei he had seen in front of the bathroom sink.

However, Bill only glanced at Du Wei a few more times, after all, the probability of bumping into passengers on the same flight in the bathroom is not very low.

Although Du Wei did not have the black suitcase in his hand, this avoided the possibility of Du Wei becoming the ***.

Because *** without weapons can't be called ***.

It was the two men behind Du Wei who were in unison that caught Bill's alarm.

This kind of precise way of walking every step is like a ruler has been measured, and it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Bill, who was interested in 47 and Lucas, took out his phone and quietly took a photo of the two, and then clicked the send button.

That's his job, to make sure that every flight doesn't repeat the tragedy of the 911 hour.

Thinking of this, Bill remembered the latest news released in the work group, that a private plane had been electronically hijacked by a terrorist organization and crashed directly into the Scepter Tower.

It is said that there were heavy casualties at the scene, and no one above the 143rd floor of the Scepter Tower was spared.

No terrorist group has yet claimed responsibility for the incident.

"What an eventful time."

Bill let out a light breath, he would never let such a tragedy happen on the plane he was protecting, and he was willing to pay all the price for it.

Soon, Bill, who had a first-class ticket, was first entering the plane through the ticket gates.

Bill, who walked into the cabin of the plane, habitually observed the possible hidden dangers of the plane.

The first thing he looked at was the door that led to the cockpit.

In previous hijacking incidents, *** often chose to hijack the captain through that door in order to maximize his goal of shocking the world.

So after 911, most airlines learned their lesson and strengthened the door between the cockpit and the passenger cockpit.

Oman Air is no exception, and in order to ensure the safety of the aircraft, they use an aluminum honeycomb structure to ensure the basic strength and hardness of the door panels, and the rest of the components are bulletproof and explosion-proof parts.

As a result, the 100kg aluminium honeycomb core door is able to withstand extremely high-energy continuous hits. ….

In layman's terms, this anti-riot and bulletproof door will basically not be deformed by bullets, nor will it be blown open by small-yield bombs.

In other words, the place that aerial agents usually had to worry about the most is now the safest place.

Now the only way to reproduce the 911 incident is to hit it by electronic hijacking of a private jet that did not use a secure network according to the norms, as they did in the morning.

But such things are really rare, and most of them will still choose a more primitive way to hijack the plane, such as secretly bringing bombs to the plane, and controlling the course of the plane by threatening to detonate the bomb.

So Bill's gaze was withdrawn from the blast door and he looked at each passenger to carry it with him

of small luggage.

Because he clearly understands that some bombs have a very small chance of passing through security under disguise.

So he needs to use his experience, his own eyes to find out the suspicious in the crowd, even if he has just drunk heavily before work.

And he used his hands to sense the luggage of several seemingly suspicious people by helping, until he confirmed that there was no problem, he walked back to the seat that belonged to him and sat down comfortably, ready to spend the peaceful night.

And the three of Du Wei, who appeared as 'Gasai, boarded the plane at the last moment, and the three did not carry any extra luggage.

After glancing back a few times to make sure the trio had no room to carry dangerous items, Bill refocused his attention on the Pilson cigarette case in his inner pocket.

He was addicted to smoking again, and now he needed a cigarette to refresh himself, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sleep in the soft seats of the first class.

However, the plane had not officially taken off yet, so he could only shake his legs a little anxiously in his seat, and asked Nancy, a familiar flight attendant, for a glass of gin and tonic with the taste of pine nuts and carbonated water.

He needed alcohol to ease his cravings.

However, Nancy apparently knew that Bill had a bad habit of drinking, so she only mixed a gin and tonics with the lady next to him.

As for Bill, he only deserves to drink mineral water when he needs to be on duty.

Bill could only smile helplessly, he really shouldn't drink alcohol during his official duties, and now he should obediently wait for the toilet to smoke a cigarette after taking off.

Soon, after everything was checked, the flight attendants closed the door and the captain and co-pilot began to make final preparations before takeoff.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Oman Air flight 10 to New York.

I'm Captain David Macmillan, and I'm going to be on a smooth flight with First Officer Kyle Rice.

The flight time is about 14 hours and 15 minutes, please fasten your seat belt and follow the advice of the flight attendants, thank you for your cooperation, and I wish you all a happy flight......

As the broadcast ended, the plane gradually taxied down the runway and accelerated.

The sudden movement of the plane made many people's faces tense instantly.

Because there are usually two moments when an airplane is the most dangerous, one is when it takes off and one when it lands.

So the faces of adults who know this are more or less nervous. ….

Only Tom, with his square-rimmed glasses, had an excited look on his face.

The plane has taken off, then it is time for him to put on a show.

His gaze was fixed in the direction of the first-class cabin, as if he could see Bill sitting there through the curtain separating first-class and economy-class.

Let Bill be that sinner!

The story of an aerial agent guarding and stealing himself will be exciting!

He wants to let this damn country know what a ridiculous joke it is to let this guy who has no use in a crisis, but still gets paid, protect the people!

But what Tom didn't know was that while he was staring at Bill in first class, someone else was silently watching him.

Just as he was waiting for takeoff, Dewey was waiting for Tom's move.

After all, Du Wei is now on a plane, and identifying or killing Tom without any evidence will only be mistaken for ***.

So even if Du Wei knew that someone would die next, he would have to wait for Tom's established crime to appear.

Otherwise, Tom's destruction was prevented in advance, and he didn't have enough evidence to keep Tom in prison, so Tom would just look for a chance to do it again.

That didn't save the lives of more than 150 people on the plane.

Du Wei, who retracted his gaze, closed his eyes and quietly waited for the plane to arrive smoothly.

He needs to gain Bill's trust early in order to gain an advantage in the upcoming events.

……

When the plane flies smoothly

Bill, who was sitting in the seat, couldn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt, and after passing through the small space of the flight attendants, he hurried into the first-class bathroom.

He took out the duct tape on his body and expertly glued the smoke alarm device in the bathroom, then flipped the toilet lid down, and placed the smoke, lighter, firearm and police badge on the sink.

Finally, he sat down on the toilet and lit a Pilsen cigarette with a lighter, and took a greedy puff, enjoying the pleasure of swallowing the clouds and spitting fog.

But just as he was enjoying his private space, there was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, and a man's voice came in from outside.

"Agent Bill, is it comfortable to smoke in there?"

Bill frowned, who would come to trouble him with such an eye-open?

Not many people know that he smokes in the bathroom, except for Nancy, a flight attendant who often meets on planes, and the only one who is her colleague Agent Jack is her colleague.

Could it be that he is looking for someone to play his own prank?

Just because he can fly in first class, can he only fly in economy class?

Jack is really cautious.

Bill reluctantly took one last deep puff of his cigarette, and only then did he reluctantly throw it down the toilet bowl and press the suction switch to drain it.

Then he unhurriedly put the things on the sink back on, and then opened the bathroom door with an angry face.

But the man standing outside the door was really a little surprising to him.

This is the young man he had also seen in the bathroom of the departure hall, and at this time the flight attendant Nancy was anxiously explaining to him that this was a first-class toilet, and at the same time euphemistically explained that economy class passengers had their own toilets. ….

But Du Wei didn't care what Nancy was saying, he just took out the Oman Air platinum card and handed it to Nancy.

After Nancy confirmed the authenticity of the platinum card in her hand, there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

There are not many platinum card customers who choose to fly economy class.

But in any case, the appearance of the platinum card at least proves that the person in front of him is a noble customer of their airline, so he can use that bathroom if he wants.

She really has no right to intervene as a flight attendant.

As a result, Nancy could only smile professionally, apologize stiffly, and leave, leaving Bill and Dewey face to face.

After Nancy left, Bill put one hand on the door frame of the bathroom and looked at Du Wei again and said:

"Tell me, who hired you?"

Du Wei shook his head:

"Do you think Agent Jack is playing a prank on you?

No, it's not, I'm here on my own."

Bill was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Du Wei to directly guess what he was thinking.

But since this guy knows that he also knows Jack, it will naturally not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

They are aerial agents who hide their identities.

The only person on the flight who knew their identities was Nancy, who was the purser.

So although Bill's face was still calm, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, and his hand was in a position where he could quickly draw the gun, and even his eyes had a little more scrutiny.

"What do you want?"

Seeing Bill's abrupt change in momentum, Du Wei understood that he had already treated him as an imaginary enemy.

He smiled lightly and continued:

"I want the same as you do, so that the plane can land smoothly in 14 hours at New York International Airport.

So there are some basic facts you need to know about the plane, such as that your partner, Agent Jack, is involved in drug trafficking.

He can earn a lot more for one flight than you would for ten years.

Of course, it's not just me who knows this, but also *** who wants this plane to be destroyed, so ......."

Dewey stopped talking mid-sentence as he saw Bill's face.

That's a kind of madman who is watching

of eyes.

Seeing that Du Wei stopped talking, Bill didn't want to listen to those crazy words anymore, he could be sure that the person in front of him didn't have much of a problem except for his brain.

"Listen, I don't know what you've heard, or imagined.

But I can be sure that Agent Jack, who took the oath under the flag with me, is a dutiful agent, except that he is not broad-minded.

If, as you say, he flies more than we pay in 10 years, then I am afraid he would have achieved financial freedom long ago and would never have to be an aerial agent again.

Because we fly more than 20 times a month.

So guess what Agent Jack is still on this plane for?

If you do have evidence of Agent Jack's crimes, then I suggest you report him to the Home Office instead of blocking the toilet door and telling me about it.

Oh, maybe you can report me smoking on the plane to the Home Office by the way, I don't mind that, so don't you want to threaten me with this." ….

After saying that, Bill tried to brutally squeeze the emaciated Dewey out, but he was surprised to find that his shoulder felt like hitting a steel wall.

Although he is not young, he is not as young as Du Wei, right?

When the unbelieving Bill mustered up his strength to try to hit it again, Dewey quietly got out of the way, causing Bill to almost stumble and fall.

Bill glanced back at Du Wei and said with a little warning:

"By the way, I can be sure that this plane is safe, because I am here, and no one wants to do anything under my nose!"

Looking at Bill, who was about to walk away, Du Wei raised his voice slightly to the point where he just heard it and said:

"Agent Bill, if there's anything you don't understand, welcome to the 6B location in Economy Class to find me."

Bill paused slightly, and didn't take this sentence to heart, now he only felt that Du Wei's brain was a little abnormal.

Bill, who had returned to his seat, glanced at the laughter coming from the thin quilt behind him, and pursed his lips with some disdain.

If he remembered correctly, sitting behind him was a graceful young woman and an old man with gray hair.

Now the two of them are driving piles in the quilt, and it seems that the old guy who is old and strong has not eaten the little blue pill.

Bill shook his head and adjusted his sitting position, yawned and was about to take the earbuds to block out the sound of slumber when his phone suddenly tinked.

This caused Bill to stop immediately as he went to get the earbuds.

You must know that his mobile phone is connected to the secure network on the plane, and the communication between and from can only be done by devices that are also in the secure network.

And now, at a time when you shouldn't have received a text message, your phone is ringing.

There's weirdness in this story.

Thinking of Du Wei's inexplicable words just now, Bill took out his mobile phone in his pocket and checked it.

It was a strange text message.

【Ready to do your job?】 Aerial agents. 】

Seeing this text message, Bill thought to himself that there were enough neuropathies he had encountered today.

Last time it wasn't Agent Jack's prank, this time it may not be.

After all, a secure network is not something that ordinary people can connect to, and it requires a considerable degree of hacking skills.

Now the security department has not issued any intrusion alerts.

Bill, who wanted to leave it alone, remembered again that Du Wei said that there was a *** thing on the plane, he thought about it and picked up his mobile phone and replied to a text message.

Who are you? 】

Soon, he had a new reply.

[One of your passengers. 】

Bill raised his head and looked around, there weren't many people who hadn't slept now, but no one in the first class cabin was playing with their phones, which meant that this guy must be in economy class!

And Jack is in economy class too!

Thinking of this, Bill replied tentatively:

[Okay, I know it's you Jack, don't be mischievous, this journey is still long, I don't have the good spirit of you. 】

Instead of answering his temptation head-on, the mysterious man made a strange request.

[Hehe, I suggest you set your watch to a 20-minute timer reminder.] 】

[Why?] 】

[Because every twenty minutes I'm going to kill one of the passengers on this plane.] 】

Seeing this, Bill instantly fell asleep, he stood up and looked behind him, only to see the young girl who was putting on lipstick and the old man who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Bill understood that this had nothing to do with them, and he lifted the curtain and went to the economy class to look into the distance.

The first thing he saw was Du Wei waving to him.

Could it be him?

Bill's expression became serious, and he strode directly to Du Wei's seat and said in a low voice:

"It's not fun at all!"

Du Wei smiled and didn't speak, just pointed to the phone in his hand.

Because the phone screen lights up again, it is obvious that there is a new text message.

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