Standing at the entrance of the covered bridge, through the glass, Zhang Jing noticed that 5486 stopped in the distance.

Two airport police cars drove towards the plane.

Following Zhang Jing's line of sight, the two staff members turned around and saw this scene, they were both shocked and didn't expect it at all.

After all, isn't it too much of a stretch to force a plane to stop when it's just a prank call? Is the loss too great?

On the plane, the captain cooperated with the request, opened the cabin door from the inside, and lowered the boarding ladder.

Five airport security officers boarded the plane, and the cabin was full of people, so everyone looked at them in unison.

Sitting by the window on the right wing, the fried chicken man who hurriedly boarded the plane realized that something was wrong, and quickly took out something from the backpack he carried with him and threw it under the seat.

This strange behavior was seen by the twenty-seven or eight-year-old man sitting next to him, and when the police stopped next to their seat, the young man immediately reported it, "This person is hiding something under the seat."

The serious-looking security police took the initiative to unbuckle the seat belt of the middle-aged female passenger sitting in the aisle, and pulled the other party up by the arm to let the other party out of the seat.

The guy sitting in the middle didn't need the help of the security police, got up by himself and left in a hurry.

In the end, only the fried chicken man sitting by the window remained.

At this time, all passengers and flight attendants realized that there was a high probability that there was a problem with people targeted by the airport security police.

"Sir," the police officer demanded as he spoke, pulling out his stun baton, "please unbuckle your seatbelts and walk out slowly."

The fried chicken man began to talk beastly, he realized that it was not good, but he didn't want to be caught.

Combined with the report and the strange behavior of the fried chicken man, the security police affirmed that the other party had a problem, and directly put on an electric shock and dragged the other party out of his seat.

Then a packet of metal powder, like a flammable substance, was found from under his seat... This scared the airport security police into a cold sweat.

Seeing a person being escorted down from the plane from a distance, Zhang Jing reminded the woman who couldn't stand up after kneeling for a long time, "Because of your negligence, you almost killed 200 people, and the next long snack, the foreigners are not all your father."

Because she didn't know what was going on, the *** woman who let the fried chicken man board the plane forcibly explained, "It may be just a misunderstanding, or it may be the capture of a fugitive."

As soon as the words fell, a group of five security policemen trotted straight over to this side, and directly tied their hands behind their backs and handcuffed the two women with balls and hairstyles who were guarding the entrance of the covered bridge.

When it comes to the terrorist attack, not only the two of them, but also the security inspectors who let the fried chicken into the airport were also locked up by the security police.

It may be a wrong lock, but because the matter is so important, no one dares to be careless.

"Why did you arrest me?" The woman resisted and shouted, "Why do you arrest me! Help!"

"Someone is planning to attack the plane," the arresting police explained, "You are suspected of cooperating, please cooperate with the investigation."

The woman was dumbfounded... If this kind of crime is confirmed, she can only spend the rest of her life in prison, and she will be honest in an instant.

For Zhang Jing, this incident was just a small episode, re-bought a plane ticket, and landed in Xiangjiang at 7 o'clock in the evening of the same day.

Unleash the airplane mode and receive Xiao Xiaotian's message.

The metal powder brought on board the plane is a flammable substance, which is brought in with the help of the staff of the restaurant, which is planned to ignite in the air.

The aim is to retaliate against Zone D's ban on the import of fried chicken, seafood and food.

The Ruyi Airlines staff who let the fried chicken man board the plane will be punished by dismissal and public ticket inspection and monitoring.

In this way, all aviation practitioners and airport managers should be vigilant.

Zhang Jing hurriedly replied to the message, "Code my face!" "

Xiao Xiaotian replied with an 'ok' gesture.

Take a taxi to the Silvermine Bay Museum, which is still open until 9 p.m.

No way, the exhibits are too rich and precious.

As a result, there are too many tourists, in addition to the locals of Xiangjiang, the 1.4 billion people in Area D, as well as Europeans and people from the allied regions, all want to see it.

The museum has strict security on the surface, but also on the inside.

Zhang Jing relied on brushing his face to come to the negative third floor unimpeded, and took it out to harvest in Paris.

Shipwreck-related items harvested from the Straits of Johor are still there.

Zhang Jing is not invited, Xu Zehong will not come to the third floor, he is only a part-time cultural relics manager, not responsible for the security of the museum.

The security of the museum is taken care of by the legal security company of Big Coconut Tree Bank, and most of the employees are from the mainland and the kingdom of God, and all of them are retired soldiers.

In a moment, Xu Zehong, who was in his seventies, arrived.

Seeing the ancient items on the table and all over the ground, as an expert on ancient Silk Road cultural relics, Xu Zehong was naturally excited and excited, so he began to babble nonsense, "Which tomb did this armor come from?"

"Can you speak?" Zhang Jing's expression darkened, "I'm contributing to the cause of archaeology!"

After being together for so long, Xu Zehong dared to swear that his daughter Xu Nuo did not know Zhang Jing as well as his father.

People are upright and kind, but some means are not visible, and the smuggling methods are world-class, and no one can match.

While chatting and putting gloves on himself, Xu Zehong began to work and introduced Zhang Jing, "This armor is not rusty, the joints are flexible, it has experienced the battlefield, and the important points are complete, it is a good treasure."

As in the past, Xu Zehong has never priced cultural relics, and Zhang Jing has to take the initiative to ask every time.

Now, Zhang Jing's spirit has been elevated, his cognition has been improved, and he doesn't mention money, he doesn't sell it for any money, and keeps it for exhibition.

"Can you exhibit?" Xu Zehong looked away and asked Zhang Jing.

"You can rest assured that you can exhibit it."

"It's good if it can be exhibited," Xu Zehong then looked at the short knife inlaid with gold and precious stones, and continued to chat with Zhang Jing, "The exhibit of the treasure on the third floor, the people in the alliance area suspect that it is the treasure of the Southern Army, and ask the museum to explain its provenance."

"Ignore them," Zhang Jing said in a contemptuous tone, "Say it's the treasure of the Southern Army, let them show evidence."

Xu Zehong nodded slightly, the bright light went down, looked at the jeweled short knife in his hand, and asked in a puzzled tone, "These things are from black chickens?"

"That's right," Zhang Jing said, citing its provenance, "something dug up in an old cemetery on the outskirts of Paris."

"This is supposed to be a luxury item used by the royal family, used for decoration, and the carving of a two-headed lion on it is proof of this."

The analysis continues, and the latter is a gold and silver utensil, which is an antique, but of limited value.

The most valuable ones on display are the armor and short knives.

Then there was something fished up from the Straits of Johor, and Xu Zehong went straight to the large anchor of the ship, which was covered with sea moss, but not corroded by the skin.

The anchor is placed on the ground and the overall height is about 1.5 meters. new

Looking around the anchor for a while, Xu Zehong slowly turned his head and looked at Zhang Jing with a surprised expression, "This can't be the one in Semarang and Sanbao Temple, right?"

Zhang Jingxiao, there is a ship anchor used in the Sanbao Temple, and the locals build a pavilion for it, and burn incense every day and bow down every day when the holy relics are worshipped.

"Definitely not," Xu Zehong said to himself, "Although the style is the same, this one has obviously just been fished out of the sea, God..."

Xu Zehong was so excited that his body trembled, "This is a really good thing, it can be used as the treasure of the town hall!"

Zhang Jing smiled, the trip to Kuala Pi is very cost-effective.

It seems that there is a steel wire in the dark, and when Zhang Jing is happy, the head of the Amu Intelligence Bureau, seventy years old, gray-haired Huo Li. Sutton finally found a natural opportunity to plant a spy next to Zhang Jing.

"The update is late, and it's very cold."