The boarding announcement was broadcasted over the radio.
The flight a is on is about to take off.
The entourage suddenly became busy, some clearing the way, some guarding, some holding children. Then, the door of the suite opened, and the senior executive and his wife walked out one after another.
Jian Jing noticed that the senior executive came out and glanced in Lai Lai's direction, then walked away as if nothing had happened.
The wife held the hands of her two children.
The boy was a little tired, and after taking two steps he opened his arms and asked the nanny to hold him. The wife did not stop him, and Lai Lai searched for Jian Jing in the crowd.
Unfortunately, Jian Jing had already picked up her phone to play games before she saw her.
Lai Lai withdrew her gaze lightly, but her heart sank slightly.
She was very worried. People who were able to live to this day always had a premonition forged from the moments of life and death. At this moment, she could already feel the grim feeling of the Grim Reaper's scythe scratching her neck.
However, everything around me seemed normal, as if I was the only one who was suspicious and overly nervous.
The boarding gate was crowded with waiting passengers.
The senior executives went directly through the VIP channel, bypassing the noisy crowd and successfully entered the corridor bridge.
There was a plane ahead, and once it took off, she would be safe.
Lai Lai's palms were sweating. He didn't dare to let his guard down and looked around, fearing that someone would suddenly stop them and prevent them from taking off with various reasons.
My heartbeat gradually intensified, my cartoon sunglasses slid across my nose, and my worldly-wise eyes scanned around alertly.
The covered bridge is neither long nor short, L-shaped, and has to turn.
Walking along the road parallel to the airport, Lai Lai saw a figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass of the airport.
That woman's home.
Lai Lai is extremely conflicted.
After asking a question, she glanced at Jian Jing's backpack, which contained a plane ticket from a few days ago, tickets for a transvestite show, and sprays provided by the duty-free shop. Which disguised person could be so meticulous? She must be here for tourism.
Reason and experience could not detect anything unusual; her appearance here today was just a coincidence.
However, my intuition was clamoring, my hair was standing on end, and an extremely ominous premonition always hung in my heart.
While they were hesitating, a huge accident happened to the team.
"Come down." The senior executive's son seemed to find the covered bridge interesting. He didn't want the nanny to hold him anymore and insisted on running down.
The nanny had to put him down in a panic.
The wife let go of Lai Lai, grabbed her son's hand, and whispered, "Stop running around, get on the plane soon."
The child pouted and twisted his body in displeasure.
The wife wanted to say something, but suddenly she noticed that the guards around her were getting nervous. She hugged her son tightly and looked around helplessly.
On the round rooftop not far away, next to the white exterior wall, stood a black shadow.
The light was dim on a cloudy day, and the red laser dot was barely visible.
Lai Lai was in a bad mood, so he immediately squatted down with his arms around his chest, pointed his toes at the cabin, and rushed out a few meters in one step. However, at the same time, the guards also responded. They surrounded the senior executive and his wife and pushed them into the cabin first.
This choice was undoubtedly a wise one, but once the road was blocked, Lai Lai's chances of survival were ruined.
The covered bridge was narrow and Lai Lai could not cross it.
"Bang!" The crisp sound of glass breaking.
The bullet penetrated the glass of the corridor bridge and hit her chest accurately.
Blood splattered.
Her face was distorted, her body fell uncontrollably, and blood quickly soaked the ground.
The cartoon sunglasses fell to the ground, revealing a pair of twisted and angry eyes.
"Ah!" She stretched out her arms and crawled hard, and blood left a long trail under her body.
There were hurried footsteps, but no one stopped to save her.
Whether they are guards or bodyguards, they all know very well who they are protecting.
On the roof, Zongye showed no reluctance to fight. He put away his gun, disassembled it with his nimble fingers, and quickly stuffed it into the prepared sports bag.
At the same time, he tore off the mask on his face, took off his highly recognizable black jacket, revealing the trendy T-shirt underneath, turned his wrist, put on a stylish and light sports watch, put on sunglasses, and completed his transformation in just a few seconds.
But the crisis has not disappeared. The most important thing is to get rid of the evidence in hand rather than disguise.
At the same time, the senior executives were herded into the cabin and temporarily safe. He didn't even bother to catch his breath and yelled, "Damn it, catch that guy! Don't let him go!"
"Yes." Two guards and two bodyguards stayed behind, and the remaining six people ran out of the corridor bridge, rushed into the boarding room, and chased the sniper.
The top brass was furious. How dare someone kill someone in front of him? Would they assassinate him next time
"Give me the phone." He held out his hand.
The guard handed him a cell phone, and he dialed the number, angrily saying, "Seal off the airport. No one is allowed to leave until everyone is checked! Difficult? Don't you know? This is an assassination! Someone wants to kill me! This involves the diplomacy of both sides, and you must give me a deal!"
He roared and didn't listen to the other party's explanation at all, and then he smashed it hard after he finished shouting.
The screen is cracked.
The flight attendants looked at each other and retreated away.
The wife didn't dare to say anything to comfort him and just hugged her son.
The cabin was deathly silent.
A hundred meters away, the boarding gate was already in chaos.
The passengers were already anxious and upset due to the delay. They finally started to board the plane again when they suddenly saw several men in uniform rushing out with guns in their hands, looking for someone indiscriminately.
Everyone was angry and afraid, pointing fingers.
A guard accidentally knocked down a strong man who was talking on the phone.
The other party twisted his body and hurled a bunch of dirty words at him.
The guard had a bad temper to begin with, and knowing the commander's temper, he knew that if he failed to catch the criminal, he would definitely suffer a bad end. He was inevitably anxious and wanted to redeem himself with merit as soon as possible.
But the sturdy man caught him and scolded him, so he got furious and pulled out his gun and shot at the ceiling.
boom!
This was not the gun that Zong Ye had installed with a gun, and there was no glass to block it, so the loud noise echoed clearly in the room.
The passengers who were nearby were all stunned.
When facing a crisis, it is human instinct to remain motionless.
Passengers who were farther away and could not hear clearly still retained the ability to move.
They were whispering to each other and talking a lot.
"What happened?"
"Was that a gunshot?"
People with big imaginations or a strong sense of crisis will blurt out the most terrifying guesses.
"Oh my god, someone seems to be dead."
"What time are you taking off? Get out of here!"
"Help!"
Panic and riots spread like a plague at an extremely terrifying speed.
Some people stood there in confusion, some people ran away, and some people created chaos: "Help! Someone is killing people! Run!"
It's a mess, a complete mess.
The surging crowd unleashed a terrifying killing power, and those who did not have time to react were ruthlessly trampled to the ground.
Jian Jing cursed them in her heart.
Shooting? Are you crazy? Shooting here
She didn't care about much else and her first reaction was to go back to the lounge.
People were shoulder to shoulder, some fell down, some screamed, some ran, and a tour group came towards them.
Jian Jing stopped abruptly and snatched the loudspeaker from the tour guide.
The volume is turned up to maximum and the trust card is adjusted to maximum.
"Don't move! Stay where you are!" she shouted, "We're filming! Don't be nervous! Don't run around!"
She repeated the words in Chinese, English and Spanish, lying without blushing: "It's a film crew shooting, don't be nervous, no one has died, there has been no shooting, please don't panic! Stay where you are and don't move."
As he spoke, he jumped onto the back of a high chair and shouted with all his might.
"Nothing happened, the crew is just filming!"
"Please stay where you are and don't move."
“Take care of the elderly and children around you.”
"Everything is OK!"
“Stop running!”
"No shoot!"
In the chaos, clear and accurate information was the most important. Coupled with the increase in the limited card, the passengers, who were like flies, finally stopped and checked with doubt.
The radio started to sound.
"Dear passengers, there has just been an equipment failure. Please do not panic and stay where you are."
"Please don't move around, the plane is about to take off."
"Passengers who are feeling unwell please go to the infirmary."
The calm and rigid broadcast had a better effect and calmed the doubtful passengers.
Jian Jing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to the lounge.
Halfway through, she saw a figure walking towards her, with a coat on his arm, but some disassembled props hidden under his clothes.
He winked.
Jian Jing walked at the same pace, but changed hands to carry the backpack. The zipper was not tightened, leaving half an opening.
The two passed each other.
The bag in my hand suddenly became heavier.
Jian Jing turned the corner, skillfully zipped up the bag, and put the backpack back into her left hand.
The lounge is just around the corner.
"Are you all right?" she asked nonchalantly.
Kang Mucheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked up and down: "Where have you been? What happened just now?"
"We're almost boarding the plane, so I'm going to buy some food." She put on her backpack, "And then I met a psychopath who shot a gun at the ceiling for no apparent reason—he was making a movie last year! What a hole in his brain."
President Kang shook his head and said with emotion: "These places are quite messy."
"That's right." She said with deep regret, and then complained, "The rain finally stopped, and now this has happened. I don't know if I can fly."
Everyone had a hapless expression on their face, but soon the waiter came to tell them that they could board the plane now.
Jian Jing suddenly became suspicious: "The riot just now..."
"It's a misunderstanding," the waiter said. "We will make sure your flight takes off as soon as possible."
Since the airport said so, everyone naturally would not refuse and followed the staff to board the plane.
In front, there is a security check machine.
Jian Jing: Haha.
"Sorry, for everyone's safety, we have to do another security check." The worker explained, "If there are no problems, the plane can take off."
At this point, the delay time has exceeded 5 days. No matter how big a star a person is, it is impossible for him to refuse security checks and delay his flight.
No one objected.
Security check begins.
A tall woman stood beside the security check machine, scanning the passengers one by one with sharp eyes. She was the female guard that Zongye highly suspected. Now it seemed that his initial judgment was very accurate.
This woman is not simple.
Her first thought was that the attacker might be in the VIP room, a certain passenger. Therefore, by pressing the button to let the plane take off, she could avoid offending the VIP and quickly identify the suspect.
In just ten minutes, the murderer did not have time to dispose of the murder weapon. If he had been able to board the plane and escape earlier, he might have been carrying the fatal evidence by now.
sharp.
Jian Jing thought about it and smiled at her.
The female guard noticed and stared at her with a stern look.
Jian Jing suddenly asked, "Excuse me, why is this lady here? She doesn't look like a security guard. Is she suitable to search our luggage?"
Hearing this, others also looked over.
The female guard's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she threatened: "Hand over your bag!"
"Are you a public official of this country?" Jian Jing asked the security inspector again, "Why do you want the security inspection of your country to be presided over by people from other countries?"
The security officer hesitated.
What could he know? These were all orders from the leader.
The female guard didn't even look at him. She pushed the man away and tried to snatch Jian Jing's bag.
Jian Jing held her wrist.
As soon as the two fought, they immediately knew each other's strength.
The female guard had caught the real owner a year ago. Her adrenaline surged, and she immediately drew her gun with her other hand, intending to control her as soon as possible.
Jian Jing took out her passport and slowly put it into the front pocket of her overalls.
The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was pointed at a corner of the red passport.
"Want to shoot?" she asked calmly. "Just try it."
The female guard put her finger on the trigger but did not dare to pull it.