Boston is located in the northeastern United States and is the capital of the state of Massachusetts.
When everyone arrived at Logan International Airport, NTSB investigators had been waiting at the airport for a long time. A tall, brown-haired, middle-aged man stood in front of the greeting staff. After seeing Zhuo Huan, he smiled and stretched out his hand: "Long time no see, Patrick." Then he walked towards Old Joseph and stretched out his arms: "Hi , my old friend, meet again."
The two laughed and hugged each other.
Old Joseph: "Lovins, are you in charge of this accident investigation?"
Lovins showed helplessness: "I don't want to stay here, but who made me happen to be in Boston when the wreckage of American Airlines 4012 was discovered? American Airlines Flight 2186 made an emergency landing at Logan Airport during the Independence Day holiday. There were no casualties, but it took me four months to figure out what happened. The investigation report was handed in, and the next day, the wreckage of the plane was salvaged from the Atlantic Ocean."
Hearing this, Fu Cheng recognized this tall and strong investigator, the one he met once when he came to America half a year ago.
Old Joseph: "You are really unfortunate. You have been away on business for half a year, and now you can't go back."
Zhuo Huan: "What was the reason for the forced landing half a year ago?"
Lovins: "Oh, it's not a big deal, metal fatigue. The cause was found out quickly, but in the follow-up, to identify the responsible party, the airline and Boeing both shirked responsibility for each other, and it took a long time."
Several people walked out of the airport while talking.
Outside the VIP passage, two luxurious Bentleys parked quietly on the side of the road. After getting in the car, members of UAAG went to the hotel first and put away their luggage. Soon I went downstairs again and took a car to the port.
When American Airlines 4012 crashed 189 nautical miles from the coastline, NTSB directly rented a warehouse in Boston Harbor as a temporary investigation headquarters. After arriving at the port, Zhuo Huan and Lovins went to the salvage site by boat, while Fu Cheng and others went to the investigation headquarters.
In mid-December, Boston was cold and windy, and the temperature had already reached zero degrees. The bleak sea breeze blows from the Boston Bay to the land, and the salty, wet and cold wind can penetrate the thickest cotton clothes, almost from the soles of the feet to the heart and lungs.
The sky was getting dark, but at the port, dozens of high-wattage lights were directed towards the beach, illuminating the bay like daytime.
There were shivering people standing on the shore. They always gathered in two or three, clasped each other's hands, and looked hopefully at the direction of the sea horizon. Their eyes were red and their bodies were trembling, but it wasn't because of the cold in winter.
"Five days ago when it was announced that the plane wreckage had been found, many family members of the victims came to Boston from all over the world. A burial site was found on the seabed yesterday, and the bodies of the victims have been gradually salvaged. These people are waiting to identify the bodies. After a pause, the young investigator whispered, "In fact, it is impossible to recognize it. Four months have passed."
As soon as the words fell, a small salvage ship came quickly from a distance with lights on.
After docking, the sailors disembarked with a corpse wrapped in a white cloth and sent it to a centralized morgue on the shore. The next moment, the family members of the victims gathered on the shore swarmed up. However, the investigators did not remove the white cloth from the corpse to allow them to see the corpse.
During the four months at the bottom of the sea, all the victims have long been changed beyond recognition, and they have almost become bones.
If you want to find your family members, you can only rely on DNA testing.
The four people from UAAG stood on the shore, looking at one after another people who knew it was meaningless, but ran to surround them.
"They didn't come to identify the body, they came to take him home."
The dark-haired young man's voice was long and soft in the icy sea breeze.
Lina and Old Joseph turned their heads to look at Fucheng.
The setting sun slowly sank below the horizon, and on the coast, there were still salvage ships docked, and then a group of weeping family members of the victims rushed up.
Soon, under the leadership of investigators, they came to the temporary investigation headquarters.
At the same time, on the other side, Zhuo Huan and Lovins took a speedboat and arrived at the salvage site 189 nautical miles away.
If the Boston Harbor is brightly lit at the moment, the families of the victims, investigators and reporters will be surrounded by water. The salvage scene is even more magnificent. Large marine cranes and salvage ships gathered on the sea. Small salvage vessels are used to salvage the remains of victims. The real big trouble for the salvage company is the 73-meter-long, 310-ton giant—
Airbus A390 airliner.
Lovins: "Patrick, if a normal plane crashes into the sea, it will be smashed into pieces by the huge water surface tension. But there is a very coincidental thing. The American Airlines plane was underwater and only broke into two halves. .One section is 58 meters long, and the other section is 15 meters."
The person in charge of the salvage company stood aside, nodded and said: "Yes, although 310 tons is not heavy, but with a length of 58 meters, it is easy to cause secondary fracture during salvage. We have tried traditional pontoon salvage before. Both the floating method and the floating method did not work very well. Mr. Lovins said that he wanted to minimize the damage to the wreckage of the aircraft."
Lovins looked at Zhuo Huan: "Patrick, we are currently planning to use the chain salvage method to salvage the plane. But there is still no guarantee that the plane will not be damaged again during the salvage process. So I want to discuss with you first. Now, what do you think, if there will be secondary damage, which part of the aircraft will have the least impact?"
Zhuo Huan took the underwater scanning map handed over by the salvage crew.
His eyes scanned the sonar scan image centimeter by centimeter, and finally Zhuo Huan stretched out his hand and drew a dividing line five meters behind the cockpit, which is the position of the first-class cabin of the plane.
"Here, as a breaking point, priority is given."
Lovins immediately passed on the scanned picture: "According to this picture, continue to salvage!"
In the first ten days of salvage, the remains of many victims were found.
However, from the twelfth day onwards, the traces of the victims became more and more difficult to find. This is the boundless Atlantic Ocean, and the remains of many victims have drifted away with the ocean currents, and they don't know where they are going. In the end, of the 198 victims, only 76 bodies were found.
The remains of neither pilot were ever found, nor was the body of one flight attendant.
On December 23, after several verifications of structural strength and rigidity, the salvage company finally salvaged the wreckage of American Airlines 4012 that sank on the seabed. The 15-meter-long tail was salvaged first, followed by the 58-meter-long front half.
It took a full 27 hours to salvage without sleep, and finally, this behemoth surfaced on the surface of the sea.
The next day, it was sent to the warehouse of the investigation headquarters near the port.
When the wreckage of the plane was delivered, Fucheng was looking at the maintenance records of the plane. He carefully checked every maintenance record of the aircraft in the past three years, ranging from light bulb replacement to engine maintenance. This A390 has been in service with American Airlines for four years, and its maintenance record has been normal, and there is nothing special about it.
"Your Mocha, Vol."
Fu Cheng raised his head: "Thank you, Lina."
Lina smiled and said, "Do you like cherry sauce?"
Fucheng was stunned: "Although I don't hate sweets, I don't have any special preferences either."
Lina smiled knowingly.
Soon, this romantic and ceremonial French girl brought a small plate of tree trunk cakes and placed them gently on the table in Fucheng. Fucheng was slightly surprised, Lina winked at him: "On Christmas Eve, I baked the tree trunk cake myself. Try it, it's very common in France, and I always eat it on Christmas Eve."
Then Lina sent cakes to Su Fei and Old Joseph one by one.
No cherry sauce was added on everyone's cake, only Zhuo Huan's cake was covered with cherry sauce.
When the twelve o'clock bell rang, the investigation headquarters was in an office that belonged exclusively to UAAG.
Lina and old Joseph immediately stopped what they were doing: "Merry Christmas!"
The other three Hua people who didn't feel deeply about Christmas raised their heads and said perfunctorily: "Merry Christmas." Of course, the main person with a perfunctory attitude was Uncle Zhuo.
Old Joseph and Lina had expected such a situation a long time ago, and there was nothing they could do. None of them expected that this year's Christmas would be spent working overtime.
Old Joseph said to Fucheng: "I always think, I am only 52 years old now, but I am afraid that in less than a year, I will become 82 years old. Is this considered a work-related injury, Fu?"
Fu Cheng smiled slightly: "You can ask Mr. Zhuo for work-related compensation."
Old Joseph shrank his neck: "Farewell, asking for money from Reid? I might as well think about how to study immortality, that is more likely!"
Zhuohuan: "Oh."
Everyone laughed together.
In the early morning of the next day, investigate the warehouse at the headquarters.
Lovins came over, he looked at Zhuo Huan.
Zhuo Huan was talking with Fu Cheng with his head down. Fucheng discovered last night that in the past three years, the aircraft's pressure accumulator had been repaired four times.
Lovins: "Patrick, American Airlines is here."
Zhuo Huan's voice paused, and he turned to look at Lovins: "Well, I'll be there right away." Then he continued to tell Fu Cheng: "The accumulator specification of the Airbus A390 is different from that of Mai Fei. I can't get in touch with it." A lot, but judging from the latest maintenance record, it is not a big problem, it should be absorbing the pressure pulse... "
Fucheng nodded while listening: "So you mean, if there is a problem with the pressure accumulator, you can directly look back at the entire hydraulic system, from the big to the small, and reverse check for leaks?"
Zhuo Huan smiled, put his hands in his pockets, said "hmm" softly, and then said: "Let's go, let's go meet the people from American Airlines together."
Fu Cheng was taken aback, but did not object.
Halfway through, Zhuo Huan paused, and said to Lovins: "By the way, please help call old Joseph."
Coming to the conference room on the second floor, Fu Cheng followed Zhuo Huan and entered the door together.
As soon as they walked in, the American Airlines staff stood up and greeted them. Soon, everyone sat down. Zhuo Huan has always been too lazy to speak on such occasions, and Fucheng inexplicably had an illusion: Uncle Zhuo brought him here, did he come here just to deal with these American Airlines employees who were crazy looking for topics
Just as he was speaking, the door of the meeting room was opened again.
Lovins walked in first, and the two American Airlines employees stood up, and just about to speak, they saw behind Lovins, Old Joseph also entered the conference room.
Almost instantly, one of the employees stood up straight.
"Mr. Joseph!"
Old Joseph was startled and looked up. He smiled and said, "It's actually you, I remember you are... Joey?"
The employee hurried over and stretched out his hand half-bowed: "Long time no see, how are you?"
Old Joseph clapped his hands, and laughed: "Not long ago, I had a case with American Airlines two years ago, and I went back to the American Airlines headquarters, and you forgot? Oh, maybe you were not there at the time! "
Old Joseph's attitude was kind and humorous. Gradually, the serious expression of the employee named Joey relaxed, and he also laughed.
Looking at this scene, Fu Cheng frowned, sensing a strange sense of disharmony. With a thought in his mind, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Huan, but the moment his eyes touched Zhuo Huan, he froze. I saw Uncle Zhuo leaning on the sofa, chewing gum while looking down at his phone lazily.
Sensing Fu Cheng's gaze, Uncle Zhuo raised his eyelids and looked at him.
After thinking about it, he took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and stuffed it into Fucheng's hand.
Fucheng: "..."
Seeing that Fucheng didn't look away, Uncle Zhuo raised his eyebrows, pulled out the pocket of his coat, and showed it to Fucheng.
Zhuohuan: "It's really gone."
Fucheng: "..."
Who wants chewing gum! ! !
The author has something to say:
Zhuo Anxi: I don’t understand what young people are thinking now. They always want to get something for nothing. It’s not enough to give one piece of chewing gum, but they want two? shameless.
Fu Chengcheng: ... You are single because of your strength!