[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Reid ignored Isaac's nonsense, but concentrated on checking the dangerous objects connected to the equipment.Maybe it was because of the rush of time, or because he was confident that there would be no mistakes. The setting of this time bomb was not complicated, and even a little rough. Reid quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the purser for a pair of scissors.

When the red line was cut, the countdown on the electronic sign also stopped.

Reid smiled at Isaac, "Danger cleared."

Isaac gave him a thumbs up, and before he could say anything, the military representative who had been silent all this time said, "Well done, Dr. Reid."

"It's nothing." Reid immediately returned to reality. He frowned and glanced around the not-so-big space. Reid still stepped forward to test the captain's breath and pulse.

he died.

The captain died, and the co-pilot was a terrorist who committed himself to dying together...

Isaac on the other side didn't think too much about it. He tied the co-pilot tightly with a rope, but it took a lot of time because the co-pilot didn't cooperate well, and the co-pilot was not reconciled to being KO like this. Keep teasing Isaac's nerves.

"You think it's over now? The autopilot won't land the plane smoothly," he yelled.

Isaac desperately wanted that thing to gag him.

His intentions were so obvious that the co-pilot was a little surprised if he had any hole cards, "Don't you want to know what my name is?"

"That's not important, someone will always tell me." Isaac said indifferently, "Besides, the value of some news gradually depreciates over time. I'm not sure if I will be right after I get off the plane." What are you interested in?"

"That also requires you to be able to get off the plane... oh..." The co-pilot's mouth was blocked by a ball of towel.

Issac, who had never been so rude before, sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, the conditions on the plane are a bit rough, so that's the only way to go." Seeing the eyes of the co-pilot getting bigger and bigger, the eyeballs almost popping out of the sockets, it's nothing Sincerely added, "As for the candidate to fly the plane, don't worry, I have a pilot's license."

Although it is only for helicopters, it can also be used to bluff people now.Moreover, Isaac does not feel that his observation experience for so many years is useless. The operating systems of small airliners and large airliners should not differ much, not to mention that both the military and airlines can provide help.

After he dealt with it, the purser led the crew and began to appease the passengers. In the absence of the captain and co-pilot, she has the highest authority. Isaac and Reid stayed in the cockpit for the time being, the connection between the intercom system and the cabin had been cut off, and they were finally able to communicate with each other properly.

"Agent Costa, your performance is very good." The talker over there also changed, and the voice was no longer the one that Isaac was familiar with.

"When a person saves himself, his potential is always unlimited." Isaac put his hand on the back of the driver's seat, but did not sit down, "But I want to confirm first, this plane should not suddenly become a firework again. ?”

"As long as the plane doesn't become a threat, no one wants to fire weapons against the citizens of their own country." There was also a serious answer over there.

Isaac said that in the current situation, people who don’t give a positive answer and go around in circles are the most assholes. Yes, I believe you should have also conducted investigations."

Almost every kind of emergency has its own corresponding emergency plan. For this kind of hijacking, the identity background of the people on the plane must be found out as soon as the incident occurs.Once the power of the state apparatus is activated, almost nothing can be concealed.

"Of course, we did this from the beginning, so we found out that you and Dr. Reid were also on the plane. This was a surprise and gave us another choice." Surprised, it lived up to the time we deliberately procrastinated."

Isaac raised an eyebrow, noncommittal.It’s better for him to listen to these words at a discount. At least in terms of delaying time, Issac still thinks that it’s because they didn’t find an area suitable for the plane to be shot down, and it would be good if he can occupy three floors in it.

"Hey, thank you?" However, it's better to be polite, "So, the destination of the flight will remain the same?"

"One thing is very important." The other party's voice became serious, "Are you really capable of flying this plane?"

"It's theoretically possible, but I haven't actually operated an airliner." Isaac was cautious about this. "I think you should be able to provide some guidance?"

"Of course." The other party was obviously satisfied with this attitude, "We will let this plane land safely and let everyone get home safely."

Isaac bumped Reid's fist, albeit out of place, as they finally got a reassurance.

"If I knew it would be today, I would have signed up for the Air Force." Isaac also joked, "Those who fly fighter jets must be able to handle this kind of civilian airliner."

"But they may not be able to get that terrorist out of the cockpit, you have chosen the right job, IC." Isaac's familiar voice changed back to the other side, "How long did it take you to come up with a strategy this time? I have been worried for a long time since there was no movement of you there, and I thought there were other accomplices of the robbers in the cabin."

"Bob?" Isaac called out a name, and continued after receiving a positive reply, "It didn't take long, as I said just now, I fell asleep and missed the previous summary."

"Sleep at this time?" The other party was a little surprised.

"I stayed up all night before." Isaac pressed his temples, and now he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he was extremely awake. "When I opened my eyes, I almost thought I had time-traveled."

"If you keep sleeping like this..." The other party was a little scared by this possibility.

"How can I sleep so hard, at least, the stewardess will definitely wake me up when she comes to distribute papers for everyone to write their last words." Issac said heartlessly, "In comparison, the unlucky ones are not necessarily who Woolen cloth."

For example, the co-pilot who made up his mind to make a big deal when the right time, place and people were available, met Issac who seldom flew in civil aviation.

After chatting for a while, the person on the other side changed again. This time, it was a pilot who was in charge of teaching how to land the plane.

"You don't need to worry about flying, and the autopilot system will do it for you. But when landing, you need to consider many factors, which must be controlled manually..." The pilot started after confirming the parameters of the plane again. Lecture, "First of all, you need to know the function of each button on the bridge..."

In the middle, Issac went out for a circle because he was not used to staying with the captain's corpse for too long-here must praise the silly rabbit, because his existence Issac does not need to fight against the urge to find someone to strangle his neck, only a little psychological Discomfort in bed—he returned to his seat, ready to get the peppermint oil in his bag.There was still more than an hour before the plane landed. If there were no other factors interfering, it would be difficult for him to maintain a high degree of concentration.

At this time, the atmosphere in the cabin changed again. It was no longer the previous resignation, but a kind of anxious hope. Isaac didn't know how the purser explained it to the other passengers, but as he walked back to his seat, more than one person looked at him with tears and gratitude.

"Uncle, can we survive?" A girl who was only about six or seven years old raised her head and asked him.

Isaac stopped, reached out and stroked her head, "Of course, I promise."

Qi Qi's exhalation sounds were so obvious, it seemed that everyone was holding their breath waiting for this answer. Only then did Isaac realize that they hadn't spoken out before because they were afraid that the answer would be in Schrödinger's box, but a girl with a less complicated idea directly raised their question, which made everyone feel at ease.

"Don't worry." Isaac stood up straight and raised his voice, "The danger is over, and everyone can go home after the plane lands."

These words caused a burst of noise, and the stagnant atmosphere in the air flowed again.

Issac's seat was on the inside, and there was another person sitting outside, but that person was sleeping soundly and even snoring for some unknown reason.

"He was terrified before." The passenger on the other side of the aisle saw Isaac stop and explained softly, "So he took sleeping pills right after writing the suicide note."

"..." Isaac was silent for a while, never expecting that someone could really keep up with his brain circuit, didn't he use this reason to lure the co-pilot out of the cockpit before?

When you close your eyes, everything is gone.

He shook his head, didn't touch that person, but bent down to take out the bag on the seat, but accidentally rubbed the person's hand on the armrest, and the things he held in his hand slipped from the palm of his hand.

Isaac's reflexes were okay, and he caught the thing before it fell to the ground.

It was an ordinary-looking cylindrical glass bottle, two centimeters long, with a puddle of pale yellow liquid sealed inside.Although this girly thing doesn't match the passenger's appearance at all, who knows if it comes from the opposite sex that he attaches great importance to?

Holding it tightly in his hand before death, it should mean a lot to him. Isaac thought about it, trying to push the thing back into his hands.

The whole process only took a few seconds. Before the action could be completed, he suddenly felt dizzy, and his stomach felt like someone had punched him hard, and he felt an uncontrollable vomiting.

The glass column slipped from his hand onto the seat, and Isaac leaned on the back of the chair with both hands, barely standing still.

"Hey, are you okay?" Someone noticed his mistake and immediately supported him.The stewardess not far away also ran over quickly.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale... I don't know if it's because of being the center of attention, Issac suddenly felt a bit difficult even to breathe.But fortunately, this situation disappeared quickly, and Isaac broke free from the arm that supported him, "It's okay, it's just a stomach problem."

His complexion was a little pale, coupled with the unconscious stroking of his stomach, it did not arouse anyone's suspicion, only he knew that every nerve in him was warning him, and before warning, he was evaluated as What a dangerous thing is a girlish little thing, this danger even exceeds the sum of what I have encountered just now.

Biochemical warfare is probably more terrifying than thermal weapon warfare, but here, is it possible?

Dangerous accidents happened one after another, he should be lucky recently!