A quarter of the chance is not too small, but this decision involves a hundred lives, and no one dares to make this big gamble.
Everyone was silent. A minute later, the psychologist said, "I have had bad luck since I was a child, and I will lose every bet, so I can't make this decision."
As soon as he said this, everyone was thinking about their luck in the past. In fact, the people who can board this plane are all elites from all walks of life. Naturally, their luck is not too bad, but it may be that they have used their luck almost, so they boarded this death flight.
To be able to live well, no one wants to die.
Now they are at an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, there are bombs in the plane, the escape door can't be opened, and some of them may be the captain's accomplices. This is simply a hell escape mode.
Most of the people retreated, and the remaining few did not speak, and their faces were full of hesitation.
The middle-aged man looked back at the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Cen Baihe: "The Cen family has been good for generations and has always been blessed by God. Even this bomb was discovered by Mr. Cen. This decision is up to you. "
Cen Baihe did not speak.
The middle-aged man looked at the others again: "Do you have any opinions?"
At this time, it is not about who has more wealth and background, but who has better luck and who has accumulated more virtue. Everyone knows the good deeds the Cen family has done over the years. In addition, Cen Baihe has always been exceptionally lucky. Whatever he does, he makes money. Even his sick body has improved a lot this year. With the help of a master, the sickness was completely gone.
In the face of great difficulties, many people will subconsciously avoid choices and responsibilities, so no one objected to the decision of the middle-aged man.
"Mr. Cen," the middle-aged man handed the scissors to Cen Baihe. Cen Baihe glanced at the tools in his hand. Are these scissors for sewing clothes
"There are no suitable tools on the plane, these scissors are quite sharp, just make do with it," the middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and grinned. People who can still laugh at this juncture have a good psychological quality.
Cen Baihe squeezed the scissors, watching the time on the time bomb go by minute by minute, and seeing that these lines were a little unstoppable.
This kind of plot is often played in TV series, one of several lines is chosen, but the colors of those lines are different. Anyway, you can choose according to your preference. The lines here are all shit yellow, and there is nothing special about them. place.
He took a deep breath, and the scissors reached one of the lines.
"Mr. Cen! Wait a minute," a slightly fat man's face was pale and his eyes were full of panic. "There is still a little time left. Why don't you think about it again, think slowly and don't worry. Come on, take a deep breath."
Cen Baihe looked down at the thing in front of him, remembering what Qian Qian once said.
Qian Qian said that he was born a very noble person, and the purple energy on his body can not only bless himself, but also bless others. He clenched the scissors in his hand, and when he was about to make up his mind, suddenly there seemed to be another dragon roar in his ears.
Two times, he heard two more dragon roars.
Cen Baihe slowly exhaled, and before everyone could react, he pressed the scissors.
Click.
In less than a second, everyone on the plane finally realized what a second is like a year, and even many people couldn't help but close their eyes.
But one second passed, two seconds passed, even five seconds passed, and the explosion did not sound.
"This... is this successful?" someone asked.
"Success?"
"Success!"
This group of big men who could barely maintain their demeanor at the time could not care about their image. Some people laughed, some wept with joy, and some rushed up and hugged Cen Baihe. No one cares whether Cen Baihe is indifferent or not easy to get along with. In their eyes, Cen Baihe is the savior exuding golden light!
Cen Baihe felt that someone was hugging his waist, someone was holding his hand, and someone was calling his name. The whole cabin was crying, laughter, and applause. These are the joys of the rest of his life.
Only the captain who was tied to the chair shouted that it was impossible. His bomb actually had a trap, that is, cutting a thread would not prevent the bomb from detonating at all, it would only speed up the passage of time for the time bomb. The proud of the heavens can only wait helplessly for death, and just thinking about this scene can make him feel happy.
But why would it prevent the explosion from succeeding
This is impossible!
"Mr. Cen, did you cut two?!" The middle-aged man originally wanted to put away the bomb carefully. After the plane landed, he would hand it over to the police waiting at the airport. What he did not expect was that Cen Bohe did not cut a single piece. One wire, but two.
"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's one or two, it's a good thing if the bomb doesn't explode!" An old lady glared at him, "What's the fuss about." After saying this, she rubbed against Cen Baihe, like a crazy fan Sister-like, took his hand and shook it a few times.
"Good luck, good luck, I won't wash my hands when I go home today!"
"Yes, yes, let's all have a hand!" The people in the ecstasy actually didn't have much rationality to speak of. At this moment, in their eyes, Cen Baihe was no longer the fifth master of the Cen family, but a moving blessing of luck. It is the kind that can live a hundred years by touching it, and it will not be invaded by all kinds of evil.
Cen Baihe has never experienced such a scene. If he was surrounded by people like this before, he would have turned his face and turned away, but at this moment, looking at these old or young faces, he didn't feel bored, but instead. A smile appeared on his face.
If you want to touch it, you can touch it, and it won't be missing a piece of meat anyway.
The news of the safety of the plane quickly reached the headquarters, and the serious atmosphere of the headquarters was relaxed immediately, and some of the younger staff members even applauded with joy.
"Thank goodness!"
"Keep in touch with the people on the plane at all times, uninterrupted."
"Arrange the airport's police and bomb disposal experts to stand by, and not let the passengers slack off until they leave the plane safely."
The Cen family received the news very early. They heard the news when the plane crashed, so the whole family sat at home and waited for the follow-up news.
"Dad, do you want Xiaoyan to tell him?" Third brother Cen felt bored and blocked, but thinking of the fifth brother's thoughts on Qi Yan, he felt that this matter should be known to Qi Yan, at least one more People pray that the fifth brother can return safely.
"No need," Cen Qiusheng shook his head, "If these two children have no fate, why bother making people sad."
Second Sister Cen's lips trembled, but she didn't say anything after all. Before the younger brother returns safely, it is useless to say other things.
As time passed by, the faces of the Cen family became more and more ugly, and their eyes all fell on the phone on the coffee table. Now they are both afraid of the phone ringing and looking forward to it.
"Jingle bell! Jingle bell!"
Cen Qiusheng's hand was shaking while holding the cane. He looked at the constantly ringing phone and said in a hoarse voice, "Boss, come and pick it up."
Brother Cen picked up the phone receiver with trembling hands: "Hello, this is Cen's house."
"What?!" Brother Cen raised his voice, "Really?!"
"Okay, thank you!" Brother Cen hung up the phone and looked at his family in ecstasy, "Bai He is fine, the plane is safe!"
"Are you sure?!" Cen Qiusheng looked at his eldest son and asked, "Is it really okay?"
"Yes, the plane has landed at the coastal airport. No one was killed, only the robber and one passenger were injured." Brother Cen put his hands together, "God bless, God bless!"
A smile finally appeared on Cen Qiusheng's face, and even the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes were filled with joy, "I will arrange a special plane to pick him up immediately, and I will solve the problem of the flight route!"
"Okay, Dad." Brother Cen stood up from the sofa in a hurry and said with a big smile, "I'll prepare right away."
It was not until the plane landed at the airport and all the personnel were evacuated safely that the news of the hijacking of the flight taken by the Huaxia visiting group was leaked.
At first, no one on the Internet believed the news, and even angry netizens scolded the people who spread the rumors with bad intentions and joked about the matter of human life. Even if the netizens are just people who eat melons, they also understand how important those people in the Huaxia visiting group are.
Netizens with good deeds even found the visiting list of the visiting group. This list includes famous experts and professors, successful businessmen and elites from all walks of life. If an accident happens to these people, it will be a big loss to China's economy and culture.
There are more and more rumors on the Internet. Netizens began to ask for the truth under some official media Weibo. However, it makes people feel strange. The gossip on the Internet has spread so much, but there is no official media to report the matter, and no one Stand up and refute rumors.
After 12:00 noon, a blogger certified by Weibo as the official Weibo of the Imperial City Public Security Bureau issued an announcement. The general content of the announcement was the personal information of a certain man, and his involvement in hijacking planes, illegally possessing firearms, threatening to harm others, He was arrested by the public security organs on charges of destroying public property of the state, and the case is now under further trial.
As soon as this announcement came out, it was confirmed that the hijacking incident was real, but the majority of netizens were still relieved that the robbers could be caught, indicating that the plane had landed safely and the casualties should not be too great. Many people swiped on Weibo to thank God, blessings, etc., obviously to be happy for the passengers on the flight.
Many people usually scold people on the Internet, or complain about social injustice, but when this happens, most netizens have good intentions. They don't care who is on the plane or what their identity is, as long as they can be safe. it is good.
This is the good instinct of human beings hidden in the body.
When Cen Baihe took the special plane back to the imperial capital, it was around two o'clock in the afternoon, and he was accompanied by several people on the flight.
When they stepped on the solid land of the imperial capital, they suddenly came back to their senses. It turned out that they had really escaped.
After saying goodbye, Cen Baihe was baptized by the enthusiasm of his family when he returned home, but he did not see Qi Yan until night fell.
Calling his cell phone, a strange man answered the phone.
"Mr. Cen?" The person on the other end of the phone probably knew him and said, "It's great that you can come back safely. Master Qi was injured and was in a coma and is being treated in the hospital."
Hospital
Cen Baihe inexplicably thought of those dragon roars.
"Please tell me the address of the hospital and I'll come right away."
"Bai He, where are you going?" Second Sister Cen saw that her brother had just returned and was about to leave, so she hurriedly stopped him: "Dinner is ready, all your favorite dishes."
"Second sister, my friend is in the hospital, and I want to see him."
"You mean Xiaoyan?" Second Sister Cen stared at Cen Baihe, trying to see something from his face.
"Yes." Cen Baihe nodded, turned around and went out the door
"Bai He, you..."
"Don't call him," Cen Qiusheng stood at the entrance of the corridor, looking at the wide-open door, "Your brother's affairs are his own."
"But Dad, do you know that Bai He..."
"Er Ya, you think too much."
"I see." Second Sister Cen bit her lower lip, frowned slightly and stopped talking.