"And this Mr. Gasparé also offered to join me." Jack stepped forward under the gaze of the crowd, and then looked at the black prisoner who had kept a little distance from the crowd.

Gaspar was slightly stunned, looking at Jack, who was smiling at him, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Come on, he was still handcuffed before, don't think I didn't see it when I blocked it with my clothes, are you guys in the same group? I saw you two get into business class, and it wasn't long before the dead guy took him in. ”

The bald old white man suddenly broke out, and I don't know if it was because the accusation of the female college student before made him very faceless, or because he was born with a paranoid personality.

Purser Bonnie stepped up just in time, ", Tavol. The police officer and Officer Jeange were well-intentioned, and I asked them to assist in the supervision of special passengers. ”

"yes, but the stupid cop who was in charge of guarding the prisoners died, didn't he? Hell knows what you guys are going to do to us, I even doubt the plane."

Before the bald old white man could finish speaking, he was rushed up by Gaspar and grabbed his neck.

"Don't insult Officer Kalam, he's a good man, and he promised to clear my name, so I'm willing to go with him."

"Hey, hey, don't get excited, relax, relax." Jack hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the strong man's arm.

Gasparé's arms were almost thicker than the old white man's thighs, and Jack could hold him.

"Okay guys, as long as you have normal thinking skills, you know why I chose Mr. Gasparley to accompany you, it's already dawn, we need to get out of here as soon as possible, it's too dangerous to stay here."

Before Jack's words fell, the old white man who was taken aside by the others roared again, "I don't trust you, I won't leave here." ”

"OK, OK, don't get excited, we don't force everyone to go with us, the danger of this island has been told to everyone, and food and water have been distributed." Captain Torrance hurriedly came out to play the round.

Jack finally reminded that it was benevolent and righteous.

"If you want to stay, I also advise you to hide and don't trust the locals easily, it's not for nothing that 'Abu Sayyaf' has been entrenched on the island for decades."

Captain Torrance's appeal is not bad, of course, thanks to Jiejie's psychological "team building" in just one or two hours.

In the end, almost everyone was willing to leave with the crew members, but to Jack's surprise, except for the bald old white man with a head full of conspiracy theories, the middle-aged couple from the universe power were also unwilling to leave.

He also thought about trying to communicate,

"Are you also one of our parishioners?" The couple looked happy and wanted to take his hand.

"I'm your spicy next door." Jack scolded in a low voice in Chinese, and quickly shook his hand and walked away, feeling like he had touched something dirty.

It's been less than a few years since the Sewol shipwreck, and more than 300 lives have been sacrificed alive in front of everyone's eyes.

Jiejie asked Jack what was going on with some confusion, he roughly described the unbelievable and diverse beliefs of the great powers of the universe, and several people in the audience nodded in understanding, and then stayed away from the couple.

Jack and the "voluntary" Gasparley set off first, and agreed on the markings along the way, and the two captains and co-pilots escorted the team one after the other to prevent anyone from getting lost or falling behind.

"Since you say that the people on the island can't be trusted, why do you take everyone to the nearest town to ask for help?"

Not long after they had followed the main road to the southwest, the two turned onto a forest path, and as Jack marked the intersection with small stones, Gasparé finally broke the silence with the doubt in his heart.

"Of course it's a lie, our purpose is just to bring people to hide first." Jack told the truth.

"I guessed, we're all going north now, are you going to go around in a circle first?" Although Gasparé's expression was blocked by a messy beard, the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes could not be hidden.

"Most of them are ordinary people living in a normal society, and they only know about the so-called 'terrorists' and the like on TV or online media."

Jack spoke out what they had agreed with the two captains and the rest of the crew.

"People only believe what they see with their own eyes, and the terrible descriptions we put in our mouths may make them follow us, but this is only temporary, and as time goes on, thirst, hunger, and fatigue will make them constantly doubt themselves."

"What we need to do is to make everyone form a group consciousness, establish a common goal, face up to the crisis, and finally transform the group consciousness into individual consciousness."

Gasparé almost rolled a mosquito coil in his eyes when he heard this, "Who are you and that blonde girl?" I don't believe the police of the beautiful country will understand this. ”

"We are the FBI, affiliated with BAU, and this time we went to Singapore to attend the International Congress of Psychology because we had an urgent need to rush back to Los Angeles, and as a result."

Jack also explained what BAU is, he has nothing to hide from this guy, the current character of the captain and the big belly, he can't play much at first glance, and Gasparley's muscles are the only backup he can count on.

"I'll have to remind myself to stay away from people like you in the future."

Gasparé expressed his compliment in a playful tone, and then asked tentatively.

"What are you going to do with me if we succeed in being rescued?"

"What to dispose of?" Jack was happy.

"The FBI doesn't care about the Canadian case, you really killed someone?"

Gasparley shook his head, "I was only 18 years old, and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. ”

"So then you went to the French Foreign Legion?" Jack saw that he opened the conversation, so he followed his words and continued to talk, whether what he said was true or not, as long as it was not a D trafficker or some kind of antisocial psychopath, he didn't bother to care.

"Yes, the wages and benefits suck, but as long as you have the ability, they won't ask much."

Gasparé's tone was a little embarrassed, as if he remembered some unbearable past.

"Why didn't you bring that gun? I know Officer Kalam had a pistol with him. ”

Jack glanced back at him with a warning in his eyes, "Believe it or not, even if you get a gun, you won't be my match." ”

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