Marvel's princess becomes king

"Don't worry, kid, it's not a sin to give a kind reminder, and it doesn't matter even if it's wrong. We won't curse others with malice, but we won't let kind people be punished for it." The fat old man with white beard and white hair sat Beside Bella spoke words of relief.

The fat old man handed her a business card.

John Gray is a professor of history at Bard College in New York.

Bella didn't have a business card, so she could only introduce herself: "Isabella Swan, Professor, you can call me Bella."

"Hello, Bella, I see that you are very uneasy. Are you worried about the government's censure? I still have a few friends, so you don't have to be afraid."

At this time, Bella did feel very guilty. After the urge to save people, all that was left was fear. She knew better than anyone else what she was about to face. Something to fight against.

"You believe my... my nonsense?" she asked thoughtfully.

Many passengers are dubious, or rather prefer to believe it or not. There are only a few who support themselves unequivocally and believe it firmly.

The fat old man looked into the distance, looking a little lonely.

"You are in high school, right? Have you studied American history?"

Does America have such a thing as history? Bella despises the so-called American history from the bottom of her heart. She only remembers Washington and the vampire hunter Lincoln...

She didn't receive many memories from her previous life at all. She had only traveled through time for three days! There is no time to read at all.

She didn't know what the history classes in the United States were about, so she could only answer vaguely: "I know a little bit."

"Our history carries original sin. This land does not belong to us, and this sky hates us. In 1821, in Idaho, the residents and gold diggers of a small town all died without wounds or any signs. Fully five hundred people died suddenly and all at once. There are many similar cases. The government thinks it was a vendetta organized by Indians, but I think it was the revenge of nature."

Bella felt that the fat old man's statement was very close to the truth. No one could tell what the Grim Reaper in the movie was.

"I think..." Before she could finish her words, she saw a huge eye-catching fireball burst out of the sky in the distance.

Two seconds later, the air wave caused by the violent explosion hit the glass of the waiting hall, and there was a "boom". Several passengers standing in front of the window were directly knocked away. The newspapers, water glasses, clothes and hats of the passengers in the hall were thrown away. Blows everywhere.

The drizzle outside the window was carried by the strong wind and poured into the waiting hall, and the shiny ground was stained with a layer of mud. Maybe it was an illusion, but Bella smelled a faint smell of blood.

The indoor temperature instantly dropped by three to four degrees, but no one had time to think about the glass and the ground at this time. Everyone, including Bella, stared blankly out of the window, watching the fireball burning violently in the air and falling to the ground. .

Several men threw away their so-called manners and covered their heads with disbelief on their faces. The women hugged their children and tried to give their children some courage, but in fact they themselves were too scared now.

"Oh! God!"

"Mom! I'm afraid!"

"Child, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here! Mom is here!"

The survivors in the waiting hall fell into inexplicable panic.

Some were kissing the cross, some were slumped on the seats in a daze, and some couples were hugging each other, lamenting that they had escaped death.

The female teacher, who was still apologizing to the airport director and hoping that she and her students could board the plane as usual, suddenly turned pale. She felt lucky but more regretful. If she had it to do over again in her life, she would definitely stop everyone.

"Didn't you say that the plane is okay?! You are committing murder! Do you understand murder! You stupid pig! You are all murderers!" The thin female teacher grabbed the airport director's tie. She had heard this guy swear that the plane was not available before. Any glitches now?

Is this okay? How was she going to explain it to the families of the students who died?

The airport manager was also shocked. It was the captain who said the plane was okay and patted his chest to assure him! Is this product already sold out now? ...

The law cannot control the dead, so the living will be in bad luck.

"I saw it! I saw the whole picture. Everything was exactly as I remembered it. The left engine of the plane caught fire, and then the flames caused by the explosion rushed into the cabin. I saw you, you, and you, you all Dead! All dead!..."

The thin male student kept emphasizing the scene he had foreseen. To be honest, Bella thought his ability was quite magical. It was like going through a process, and then going back the time when he was alone, and listening to his story, he had a nose and eyes. The appearance always felt very real, completely different from the death omen Bella had experienced herself.

Her perception seemed to be some kind of spiritual perception, while the thin male student's perception seemed to be a temporary cheat.

Since someone is willing to attract fire, she will not jump out to highlight herself.

There were more than a hundred people killed, and the faces of many of them still vaguely appeared in front of Bella's eyes. There were female students who mocked her for dressing up in a tacky way, and company executives who scolded her for being crazy. Now everything is gone...

At : a.m., the plane took off and a big explosion occurred. Although the airport dispatched a search and rescue team despite heavy rain, everyone expressed pessimism about the results of the search and rescue. In that case, the chance of survival was slim.

TWA has already been under pressure from all sides due to poor management, and now the Flight 180 accident has dealt them a heavy blow. Neither mechanical failure nor fuel explosion can prevent this airline founded in 1925 from crashing into the sky. abyss.

Police, firefighters, FBI, and reporters from various media took turns asking the survivors all kinds of questions.

Ask questions from religious beliefs to human rights issues, from political stances to which teams you support.

Among them, Bella, the thin male student Alex, the black-haired young man Sam and the brown-haired female student Claire are all the focus of questioning.

The middle-aged man in a long woolen coat showed his ID to several people. He was a C1-level field supervisor in charge of the Phoenix branch of the FBI. He had a very cliché name, or a pseudonym. He introduced himself as Henry.

Claire Redfield, the brown-haired female student with the least suspicion, was the first to be questioned.

"Miss Redfield, I haven't seen any interaction between you and Miss Swan before. Can you tell me why you support her point of view?"

"It was some very ominous premonition that I was going to die if I got on the plane, simple as that."

"Premonition? No more? Do you mind if I record it truthfully?"

"of course can."