Chapter 400: Chapter 192: Hijacking? (2)

Although not a flying pilot type, the improvement is still significant.

The operation of the aircraft is not complex. The most difficult part is during takeoff and landing, interpreting the current parameters to make the most correct adjustments. Not to mention, what we’re about to face is a crash, so having faster judgment and calculation abilities can at least provide assistance to the captain and co-pilot.

A blue light descends.

Gu Ji suddenly found himself with a lot of professional knowledge in aviation, especially in map navigation; his thinking became much more flexible, like a math dunce suddenly having a breakthrough. Even the speed of writing flight logs increased.

[New objective: Survive for 30 minutes.]

On the other side, chief purser Betty was still apologizing to the curly-haired man as in the last round, while the freckled female college student across the aisle looked annoyed and disdainful.

The man in a business suit was still tapping away on the computer.

A blonde flight attendant pushed the food cart forward, distributing food and water. When she encountered the man with sunglasses, he pulled out a US Dollar bill again, smiling as he handed it to the flight attendant.

Until the curly-haired man reconciled with the crew members.

Gu Ji finished writing his simple flight log, then immediately stood up and walked to the front of the cabin. Taking advantage of the chief purser turning to leave, he caught her first: “Purser Betty, please wait a moment.”

“Oh, sir, how did you know my name?”

“I flew on your crew’s flight before and had a chance to meet.”

“Oh, I see, it’s an honor to serve you again. Is there anything I can assist you with?”

Compared to the appearance before the forced landing and crash in the previous round, the current Betty seemed like a different person—gentle, elegant, and stable, completely embodying the service status a purser should have.

Gu Ji picked up the written flight log and handed it over:

“I want to ask the captain to fill in some data for me, and sign his name. If I could tour the cockpit, it would be even better!”

“Oh, a signature is no problem, sir, but a tour of the cockpit may be difficult. I need to ask the captain for permission, but at least it will have to wait until the plane lands safely.”

Betty took the notebook and gave a standard professional smile.

Seeing the refusal for a tour, Gu Ji didn’t mind. He already knew that during the flight, the crew wouldn’t easily let passengers access the cockpit to prevent hijacking incidents.

Wait, hijacking!?

He vaguely felt as if he had grasped something.

Incident checkpoints don’t always have to be mechanical failures. If the crew were held hostage or attacked by terrorists, then the flight’s sudden change of direction or nosedive would make sense.

Engine failure alone is an extremely dangerous situation. On top of it, if the captain and co-pilot were under external threats or interference, making correct judgments in time indeed becomes impossible, which is why the latter part of the flight was such a mess.

Betty’s change in attitude might be precisely because of this.

Prohibiting Gu Ji from approaching the cockpit might mean there’s danger inside, or perhaps they suspect he is in cahoots with terrorists.

But recalling carefully, he only remembered that bald cop going toward the cockpit. None of the other economy passengers had approached it. Could the terrorists be in business class?

Gu Ji squinted his eyes, his cerebral cortex and striatum highly active.

Thanks to the memory enhancement brought by the Central Nervous System, scenes of conversations with Betty flash before his eyes like slides.

No, business class was fully occupied at the time!

Including Betty and that FAT flight attendant, they were all in their seats.

How did the terrorists manage to coercively control the crew members remotely?

Bombs! Biological viruses!

If the terrorists were carrying those, they could threaten the captain or even kill crew members without entering the cockpit!

Gu Ji suddenly turned around, looking back at all passengers in the cabin. Near mealtime, most were enjoying the food and drinks just distributed by the flight attendants. Some chose to rest with their eyes closed, while a small few were like those young college students, either chatting or playing with their phones or computers.

At this time, a man walked from the rear of the cabin towards them, the same Middle Eastern person with curly hair who had just changed clothes in the restroom.

Gu Ji’s eyes narrowed as he observed subtly.

Speaking of terrorists, this guy’s behavior was the most suspicious.

First, he deliberately created a violent conflict to cause chaos, confirming the air marshal’s location and identity. Then, before the air crash incident, he clearly shouted, “The plane is going down,” and his behavior was suspicious; he was always nervous, frequently wiping his sweat, as if anxious about something.

The freckled girl also mentioned earlier that he spilled the drink handed by the flight attendant out of nervousness.

Previously, the TSA, the United States’ Transportation Security Administration, was exposed for a program called “Quiet Skies”. Since 2010, TSA air marshals have been tasked with identifying passengers with potential issues due to their travel records or other factors, monitoring their behavior secretly as they fly between U.S. cities.

Through extensive tracking and investigation, comparing passenger data as a control group, or identifying abnormal behavior by analyzing normal people, the ultimate application is for airport and aircraft counter-terrorism.

One of the abnormal behaviors the program focuses on includes heavy sweating and frequent restroom use!

Except for a few inherently ruthless criminals like Sun Hengfei or the Laird Airport rioters, most people will get nervous and sweat profusely during a terrorist attack. It’s a normal physiological instinct, especially for a suicide attack.

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