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"Sir, please put your phone away." The stewardess with exquisite makeup said to Qiu Si who was sitting in the first-class cabin while bending slightly.

Qiu Si showed a shy smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'll turn off the phone right now."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Stretching his waist, Juss leaned back on the comfortable seat. The plane hadn't taken off yet, so he could clearly hear footsteps and a very low conversation from outside through the soundproof door.

Qiu Si squinted his eyes and played with the phone in his hands. What a pity, this group of guys, what could be more unlucky than a robbery meeting the FBI.

"Give me a glass of champagne and cornflakes with guacamole, please," Joss said to the approaching stewardess.

The stewardess nodded, with the corners of her mouth curled up in a proper arc, facing Juss from the most beautiful angle, and then said softly: "Of course." God knows how long she fought with other little bitches to get this opportunity. I know that there are fewer and fewer good-looking and wealthy sons-in-law these days.

However, no matter how the stewardess plays her own charm, Qiu Si, who is naturally incapable of this aspect, only responds with a distant smile and a word of thanks.

Seeing the stewardess turn around with a unwilling expression, the smile on Qiu Si's face faded, he propped his chin, and looked around the surrounding environment boredly.

Ever since he knew that he was not the "son" that the Red Skull spoke of, Juss began to plan to escape. However, after he escaped, he found that he had nowhere to go. He had no friends, no family, and even a normal life. It's not clear what happened, he is just acting purely on instinct and intuition now.

"At least I still have you, don't you? Dude." Juss put his fingers on the "Bible" on his right hand, as if with sanity, the book moved slightly, as if responding to his words.

Less than 10 minutes after the plane took off, Juss was slowly eating cornflakes with champagne. I have to say that he fell in love with this way of wasting his life.

It would be nice to have a little fun at this moment, just look at it, Qiu Si thought just now, and the next second, he heard a rough sound of opening the door, and a voice that made the rich people in the first class turn pale: "Robber !"

"Crack!" The crispy cornflakes made a sound, which was very clear in the quiet environment that could almost hear the heartbeat.

With corn flakes in his mouth, Jus raised his hands to show that he would not resist. He could see that the gang of robbers in front of him were tense at this moment, like a bow with a taut string, blowing the grass a little bit. Even moving can make their fragile nerves collapse instantly.

It's really inferior, Qiu Si slandered, they should really show them the quality of Hydra's employees.

"Don't fucking move, if you move again, I'll blow your heads off." A black man with dreadlocks was holding a gun in his hand. The model was the M780 that Stark Corporation had eliminated. Although it looked new, it was Qiu Si bet that there is not a single part of this gun that is not old. As for the materials, it is likely to be pieced together from those used guns, and then the unlucky guy in front of him bought it cheaply.

Joss looked at the black man with pity, and hoped that he would learn the lesson after this time, for example, don't save money where he shouldn't, but spend a lot of money on a pair of AJs.

"As long as you cooperate well, we guarantee that you can reach the ground safely. If you dare to resist, you will end up dead!" Another black man shouted at the top of his voice.

Juss was quite cooperative, and even said that if he didn't mind, he could give them cornflakes, but the two black men seemed to be blown away by his enthusiastic behavior.

"Mike, don't be impulsive!" Another black man, who was a little calmer, grabbed his fist-waving companion, and there was no room for mistakes in their plan.

The dragged companion held back his anger and gave Qius a hard look.

Jus shrugged his shoulders and said that he was quite innocent, he was just willing to share the food, but these people didn't appreciate it.

#Those who don’t cherish food will be punished#

A thought flashed across Qiu Si's mind, and the next moment, the cornflakes dipped in guacamole in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

The plane shook inexplicably, probably because it passed through the clouds, and the cornflakes slid silently along the floor and stopped in front of a pair of feet.

A pair of coconut shoes stepped on the cornflakes, and the guacamole wrapped in the cornflakes was sticky. Under these circumstances, there would have been no accidents, but at this moment the plane shook again.

"Bang bang bang", the sound of head hitting the seat, the wall, and the door sounded one after another. The unlucky guy wearing coconut shoes not only fell down, but also hurt his companion, and the two rolled into one The group just rolled in front of everyone in BAU who had just made plans to open the door.

Surprised or not? !Is it surprising? !

The corners of Morgan's mouth twitched, and he skillfully collected the two guns, then handcuffed the two idiots, and said to Spencer Red through the intercom hanging next to his ear: "Red, is your plan going to work?" Useful."

"How come? My plan is perfect, and I can't even find a single fault." Reid didn't know what happened. When he heard Morgan's words, he subconsciously thought that his plan had failed. problem.

Morgan curled his lips into a smile, "Dr. Rhett, have you ever heard the saying that sometimes God is more useful than plans."

"No." Reid confirmed that he had never heard this sentence before. He frowned, trying to extract relevant clues from his huge memory.

"Then let me tell you, I said that." Sometimes Morgan really made Rhett want to beat him up in a wicked way.

Dr. Reid hung up the communication directly.

This robbery was a complete farce. Before getting off the plane, the reporters who rushed to hear the news had already surrounded the exit.

There is no doubt that those hapless guys will make the headlines in the United States, and even if there are directors and screenwriters who are interested in this, someday in the future, what happened to these guys today will be brought to the screen.

As a witness, Qiu Si had to take a record after getting off the plane.

In fact, Qiu Si thought about entering the FBI many times, maybe as a suspect in a certain case, or because he needed to get rid of some of the guys who got in the way for a certain mission, but he never thought that he would one day Enter here as a victim.

Yes, that's right, the BAU agents agreed that the robbery may have caused some psychological damage to him, and God knows, Juce was just deadpan because of holding back his laughter.

"Boy, take it easy, this is just an ordinary transcript." The Morgan agent who subdued the two unlucky guys sat on the chair opposite to Qiu Si.

Just now, they discovered that there are two serial killers in this group of criminal gangs who have been looking for, "Scissors" and "Collectors". These two guys have committed many cases. Since a long time ago, BAU has They have been tracking them, but no one thought that these two serial killers would be caught in this way.

After Reid and the others finished their investigation, they all showed an indescribable expression on their faces.

"Okay," Qius said in a low voice, his hands were trembling a little, and it was obvious that he was a somewhat shy person, Morgan relaxed his vigilance a little.

"We found out that your flight is using Fontico as a transit point, and the destination is Gotham. What are you going to do there?" Morgan asked business-like questions while writing on paper.

"Well, it's like this. Not long ago, I was notified that my uncle passed away. He left me some inheritance in the Gotham Bank. I plan to go there to collect it. I heard that the people there are simple and honest, so I want to go there for a while. God." Joss said.

Oh, a typical example of getting rich overnight, poor teenagers rely on part-time jobs to earn money, and one day, a distant relative dies suddenly, so the teenager becomes a millionaire, a bad Hollywood story, Morgan thought, but Gotham The folk customs are simple and honest?He doubts it.

Qiu Si looked at the watch on his left hand. It was an ordinary watch. Although it was a replica of Patek Philippe, anyone with a little vision could tell the authenticity of the watch.

"Your flight is almost on time," Morgan said with certainty.

"Yes," said Joss, with a perplexed look on his face, "but I don't think the airline would mind my rescheduling."

Morgan nodded. There was nothing wrong with Qiu Si's answer. He made a gesture of sorting out the files, stood up, and said, "Then I wish you a good holiday, but I would like to remind you personally that Gotham is not a good place. .”

A bewildered expression appeared on Qiu Si's face, and he nodded half-knowingly.

The author has something to say: I want to send it to the collection, and I will present the cute Dr. Rhett and the crispy and delicious cornflakes.