Into April, the weather suddenly hot up. The scorching air rolled across the Persian Gulf, mixed with the hot and salty sea water, filling this luxurious and luxurious city.
Four black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles parked neatly at the gate of the GCAA investigation headquarters, and men in black suits kept moving cardboard boxes and several metal iron boxes from the vehicles. They walked into the investigation headquarters and sent things into the reference room.
After a while, a tall white man with brown hair got out of the car and walked into the investigation headquarters. Once inside, he saw several members of the UAAG.
Greeting old friends, he strode to the window with a warm smile on his face. Lovins stretched his arms and said with a smile: "Hi, Patrick, my friend, see you again."
Zhuo Huan was talking with Fu Cheng in a low voice, and the two discussed some possible reasons for the falling of the flap fragments of Emirates 411. Hearing this voice, Zhuo Huan raised his eyes, and after seeing the person clearly, he said "Oh" meaningfully: "You have finally been sent to Dubai again."
Lovins: "…"
The man didn't get up and hug him, and Lovins didn't feel embarrassed. He withdrew his hand and said, "The last time we met in Boston, you said that I was sent there. I can understand that. But Patrick, Dubai is like this." It’s a good place, how can it be said to be dismissed? I volunteered to come here.”
Fucheng raised his head and looked at Lovins.
Lovins restrained his smile and looked serious: "Our NTSB attaches great importance to the case of Emirates 411. Who would have thought that after 23 years, this accident would be reversed. In fact, the reversed air crash It is not without exception in the history of our NTSB, but each time, we have taken it very seriously. Patrick, I am here with a serious heart, and I want to solve it with you and re-discover the truth."
Zhuo Huan gave him a steady look, then turned his head to look at the group of NTSB investigators behind Lovins who were carrying the materials. He asked, "Did you bring anything special?"
Lovins smiled: "I can't hide it from you, but NTSB did bring some special things away back then, and didn't leave it to GCAA. I think you will be satisfied."
"what?"
"The culprit that got sucked into the tailbone of the engine and caused the engine to explode - the fragment of the fan blade."
When everyone came to the reference room, Lovins arranged for an investigator to bring a dark metal box over.
This is an unremarkable black iron box, about the same size as an ordinary chocolate box or cookie box. The only special thing is that its seal is double-encrypted with a physical lock and a combination lock. Lovins unlocked the first lock with the key and entered the combination. He said: "It is the practice of NTSB to preserve the key evidence of air accidents, without exception. In fact, the level of confidentiality of the Emirates 411 air crash is not high at NTSB. Really important evidence will not be preserved in this way only. "
With a "click", the box opened.
Lovins took out the glass bottles contained in the box: "That's all."
The moment the glass bottle was taken out, Su Fei moved closer to it, and Lina also looked at it curiously.
Su Fei: "Just a little?"
Lowenston laughed suddenly: "The biggest difficulty in the investigation of the Emirates 411 crash is the big explosion after the crash. The entire plane was blown to pieces. We can find these fragments from the mess everywhere and confirm it through technical analysis. Some of the fractures were not caused by explosions, but by mechanical external forces, and we have tried our best."
Zhuo Huan: "In an explosion, chemical energy is transformed into mechanical energy. The fan blade was first drawn into the engine, crushed by a strong mechanical force, and then exploded... Cool, this change of thinking is interesting. Who discovered these fragments, and perform breach detection?"
Lovins' face froze suddenly, and he concealed it with a smile: "Haha, this is indeed an extremely genius investigation idea, and it is also the key to finding out the truth about the Emirates 411 crash. Patrick, you really asked the right person, I Know who came up with it."
"Oh, who is it?" Old Joseph was also an investigator of the NTSB, and he was also curious about it.
Lovins smiled and said, "Levi Andrew."
Zhuo Huan frowned.
Old Joseph was surprised and said: "Wow, Deputy Director Andrew? Wait, could it be that because of Emirates 411, Deputy Director Andrew became famous in one fell swoop and gained the attention of the higher-ups? Oh, yes, or because he is only in his fifties At my age, I wouldn’t have become the deputy director four years ago, but I didn’t expect that it all started with Emirates 411.”
Lovins nodded: "Deputy Director Andrew is a very good investigator."
Zhuo Huan sneered, turned and left.
Uncle Zhuo is always so casual, everyone has already gotten used to him. Fu Cheng looked at his back and thought for a long time.
At noon, Zhuo Huan and Lovins re-examined the fan blades that had been shattered into pieces. Fu Cheng took a sandwich and went to sit next to Old Joseph.
Old Joseph was taken aback, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "Fu, why, you eat sandwiches at noon? GCAA provides a whole set of five-star buffet, why don't you go to the buffet?"
Fu Cheng: "I'm not very interested in food."
Old Joseph was surprised: "There are still people who are not interested in food."
Fu Cheng gave a soft "hmm" and didn't answer his question. While tearing off the plastic seal of the sandwich, he asked, "When you mentioned the deputy director of the NTSB this morning, I don't think Mr. Zhuo was very happy."
Old Joseph looked at him for a while, then asked with a smile: "When did Reid feel better? Didn't he look like 'the whole world owes me a million' every day? Oh no, a million is nothing, One million is nothing in Reid's eyes, probably "the whole world owes me ten billion", which is more appropriate."
Fucheng took a bite of the sandwich and chewed twice: "It's different."
Old Joseph was silent for a moment, and said: "Well, you are really sharp. Vol, Levi Andrew did have some troubles with Reid. Of course, neither of them is wrong in this matter. You know about the Roger 318 crash five years ago Well, more than 200 people, the plane that suddenly disappeared, this air crash is no small matter, NTSB immediately paid attention to it, and sent the best senior investigator at that time, Levi Andrew, as the person in charge. A few days later, Reid As Mai Fei's investigation consultant, he also joined the investigation team. And I was also a member of the investigation team at first, so I know about it."
Fu Cheng: "Have they had a dispute?"
Old Joseph: "Of course not at the beginning. Although Reid had a bad temper, he seldom spoke during that time, and he had no chance of offending anyone. After all, the plane he designed crashed, and no one was in the mood to talk, you know Yes, if Reid didn’t open his mouth, he would have less chance of offending people. The two of them worked together quite happily. Until two years later, the two had a disagreement.”
"What disagreement?"
Old Joseph sighed: "One side thinks that we should no longer focus on the plane itself, that is, the McFly F485, and should investigate other causes of the air crash, such as pilot problems and weather problems. But the other side is biting McFly F485 is not let go, and I feel that it should not be so rashly concluded that it is not a mechanical problem of the aircraft itself, or even a design problem. Moreover, the mechanical failure in the mid-term investigation report should not only occupy more than a dozen pages.”
Fucheng was silent for a long time.
In the cool air of the air conditioner, he took a bite of his sandwich. Bread and vegetables are chewing silently in the mouth. Sometimes food is like the most beautiful gift of nature, and sometimes it is just a source of energy and vitality. He ate quietly, without any sound, and there was no ups and downs on his handsome face.
Biting the last bite of toast dryly, Fucheng squeezed the plastic paper into a ball and said, "Actually, it's not that I can't understand Mr. Zhuo's thoughts. In 2016, the Rogge 318 crashed. Two years later, in 2018 At this time, this aircraft has sold thousands of copies around the world, and there has not been a single air crash caused by mechanical failures or design flaws. After that, until now, five years later, the McFly F485 has not had any design problems. It is It is a very perfect plane. It turns out that Mr. Zhuo did not want the investigation team to focus on the plane itself. This decision is correct. This is not selfishness, it is a fact.”
"Oh?" Joseph Sr. laughed, "Then if I tell you that Andrew is the one who advocates removing the plane failure as the cause of the crash, and he rejects his proposal, insisting that when the evidence is not clear, the plane failure cannot be dismissed as the cause of the crash." The person eliminated from the investigation point is Reid?"
Fu Cheng was stunned suddenly.
***
Two days later, Rolls-Royce delivered a gigantic Trent 800 engine.
On the same day, Emirates also found a Boeing 777 from its own maintenance warehouse, which was specially parked in the warehouse of Dubai International Airport for the investigation team to use.
After Lina got in touch with Rolls-Royce and explained the reason, as Zhuo Huan said, the other party agreed immediately, and found a Trent 800 engine that was exactly the same model as the Emirates 411 at the time, and started working non-stop. sent to dubai—
They are more anxious than the investigation team.
More than 20 years ago, they paid 350,000 US dollars in compensation, which was just a drop in the bucket for Rolls-Royce, a giant in the industry. However, what really affected them was the corporate image that had been deprecated by the media and the public for more than a year. So suddenly someone told them that now they have a chance to reverse the case. Rolls-Royce contributed without hesitation, and expressed to Lina that they were willing to lend their T1 laboratory in the UK, and they could conduct experiments in the laboratory at any time if necessary.
On the other hand, when Maiha contacted Emirates, hoping that they would provide a Boeing 777 for investigation, he himself was not sure and was very disturbed. But Ah Hang agreed very happily. The reason why it took two days to deliver the plane was because it was extremely difficult for Emirates, which had all new planes, to find an old Boeing 777 model 23 years ago. They would rather contribute the latest McFly F485 than find a suitable Boeing 777 among a bunch of new aircraft.
After all the planes and engines were delivered, Zhuo Huan arranged the tasks very clearly.
The question that GCAA needs to solve is: What is the "fragment" that the witnesses saw, and what might it have been cut off by something.
NTSB will focus on the engine.
"What kind of thing can pass through the fuel chamber of the Trent 800, go over the fuel injector, the high-pressure intermediate stage, and finally cut the low-pressure turbine blades, causing the engine to explode." The man's long and thin fingers pressed hard on the whiteboard, making a bang bang sound.
Fucheng asked: "What kind of physical properties should we find out?"
Zhuohuan looked at him: "Its heat resistance, extrusion resistance, and basic hardness properties... at least these three, do you understand?"
Looking at each other, Fu Cheng nodded slightly: "Yes, I understand."
If Emirates and Rolls-Royce provided experimental materials worth hundreds of millions, GCAA provided an extremely luxurious experimental site.
In the spacious and tall factory building, several precision machines are placed on the edge of the factory building, leaning against the wall. Lines that are tens of meters long are intricately connected to these machines and the giant Trent 800 engine located in the center of the factory building.
All investigators and experimenters are wearing tight protective clothing and standing at a distance.
Zhuo Huan raised his hand, and the next moment, NTSB investigators pressed the start button.
boom!
The loud roaring sound swept through everyone's ear cavity in an instant, even through the tight protective clothing, the sound was so ear-piercing that it made the scalp numb. What followed was a torrent of hot air. Under the high temperature, the air was distorted, and the airtight warehouse was baked into a purgatory with a high temperature of 80 degrees.
Every time a real machine experiment is completed, everyone has to rest for a while to prevent heatstroke.
As early as the first day, Lovins put forward his opinion: "We can directly simulate the high temperature and high pressure of the Trent 800 engine in the laboratory without conducting actual machine experiments, and find out the relatively resistant physical properties. Is it okay?"
But Zhuo Huan looked at him mockingly: "Oh, Levi Andrew also thinks the same way, there is no need to control variables so strictly, only need to carry out experimental simulation... Oh, so in the end he was wrong, unlike his single-cell brain It’s so simple to think, it’s just a casual metal fracture that cannot be replicated casually. Tsk, he can even think of the reason for being so mentally retarded, did he dream about it.”
Lovins: "…"
Did you praise him for his genius thinking yesterday
As if hearing what Lovins was thinking, Zhuo Huan didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "If the object is Levi Andrew, I will take back all my previous compliments. Well, he doesn't deserve it."
Lovins: "…"
Your mind is really small!
Facts have proved that every time Zhuo Huan persists, there is always his reason.
Another experiment is over.
Everyone left the factory and came to the office area to rest. As soon as they entered the cool investigation headquarters, everyone immediately took off their heavy protective clothing, found the air outlet of the air conditioner, and gasped for air.
Zhuo Huan stood by the window, he opened his neckline, hot sweat dripped down his collarbone.
"Hair seems to be unraveling."
Zhuo Huan turned his head and saw a handsome young man walking over at some point. He held a bottle of ice water in his hand and handed it over.
Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows and took the ice water.
Fu Cheng's whole body was also soaked in sweat, the black shirt was completely stuck to his body, his hair was soaked in sweat and fell into strands on both sides of his cheeks. However, he didn't take care of himself first, but walked over and handed the bottle of water.
Zhuohuan: "Aren't you hot?"
Fucheng: "I'm not very afraid of heat. Shall I help you tie your hair, Mr. Zhuo. It should be better if you tie it up."
"Um."
Untying the loose hair tie, the young man ran his hands through the damp hair. He didn't think the sweat was dirty, but raised his head and carefully combed the long hair.
If it is said that when he first met Zhuo Huan half a year ago, although the man had long hair, it was not incomprehensible among men. Then after half a year, Zhuo Huan hadn't cut his hair, not even once. So, such long hair looks abrupt.
Men are too good-looking, and their handsome faces can control any hairstyle. Tie it into a ball and put it on the back of your head, and a few strands will naturally hang down on both sides of your forehead. However, being able to control such long hair does not mean that this is why he has long hair.
Fu Cheng: "Why don't you cut your hair?"
Zhuo Huan paused when he drank water: "Huh?"
Fu Cheng's lips parted, but he didn't ask a second time.
Turning around, Zhuo Huan looked at the young man's silent expression, he raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile in his voice, "Why don't you wear a white shirt?"
Fucheng: "..."
After a while, Fu Cheng said in a calm voice, "It's not convenient."
"Oh, it's inconvenient..." the voice elongated slightly, Zhuo Huan looked down at the young man in front of him. The words lingered ambiguously on the tip of his tongue, and he lowered his voice: "What's the inconvenience?"
Fu Cheng turned and left expressionlessly.
Zhuo Huan smiled: "Isn't it funny, this cold joke."
Fu Cheng stopped, he turned around, and looked at the man fixedly.
"I heard old Joseph say that you have some issues with Levi Andrew."
Zhuo Huan smiled. He frowned and clicked his tongue: "Why does old Joseph talk about everything?"
Fucheng looked at him fixedly: "Why."
Zhuohuan: "Huh?"
Fucheng clenched his fingers and took a step forward: "I ask, why... As the general design of McFly F485, you should be the most hopeful that it has no problems. Then why, you refused the suggestion of the deputy director of NTSB and insisted on continuing Investigations into aircraft malfunctions."
Zhuo Huan picked his ears, and said casually: "You have to be clear about one thing. I never said that it must be a plane failure, but I just said that this possibility cannot be ruled out. Didn't Old Joseph make it clear to you?"
Fu Cheng: "So that's why."
Zhuo Huan gradually lowered his eyes, looking at the young man in front of him.
In those clear and bright eyes, there was a firm and solemn light. As if giving life to him, he pierced through half the universe, staring at himself tenaciously, unwilling to move.
After a long time, Zhuo Huan said: "Then you tell me first why you don't wear white shirts, and I'll tell you."
Fu Cheng: "...you clearly know the reason. Many investigators don't wear them anymore, including Su Fei, who doesn't wear white T-shirts anymore."
Zhuo Huan gave a soft "Oh": "But I want to hear it from you."
After a long silence, Fucheng said in a calm voice: "Because the white clothes are wet with sweat, it's like not wearing them, which is a bit embarrassing."
Zhuo Huan: "When you were in Helsinki, you said something to me."
Fu Cheng looked up at him with a dazed expression.
He had said a lot, but he didn't know which sentence Zhuo Huan was talking about now.
Zhuo Huan tilted his head and looked at him with a smile: "Tell me, you think... it's its fault."
His eyes widened suddenly, Fucheng stared at the man in front of him in astonishment.
Half a year ago, Helsinki, Finland.
Japan Airlines JL917 crashed near Vantaa Airport. That day, he came to the lawn where the plane crashed, and the wind came from afar, and he stroked the scorched ground. The wind whispered softly in his ears, somehow, he seemed to hear the wind talking.
It was an intuition from the depths of the soul.
As the top pilot, he clearly felt that this was not entirely the pilot's fault.
So, the plane wasn't so innocent.
But now, Zhuo Huan told him that the Rogge 318 crashed, and he thought it was the plane's fault.
In the lung cavity, all the air was snatched away in an instant. Fucheng almost couldn't wait to ask him: "So you think that Rogge 318 is a plane malfunction? Do you know the cause of its crash?"
Zhuo Huan slightly raised his eyebrows: "Did I say that?"
Fucheng was stunned.
The next moment, he was about to speak when suddenly there was a commotion outside.
Lovins yelled so loudly that he could be heard outside the door. He roared in a shocked voice: "The media? Of course we didn't leak it to the media. It's a good thing you GCAA did! Shit! What's the matter! We NTSB also I want to keep it a secret, or else do you think why I appear here? Before the matter is investigated, you can’t disclose any information to the public! This is the guarantee you made to NTSB before we came. Now, I ask you to immediately Find out what's going on, and block the information!"
Both Fu Cheng and Zhuo Huan frowned.
The two walked out, only to see the chaos outside. The investigators who had been leisurely blowing on the air conditioner, sitting and drinking ice water to rest, stood up one by one at this moment. Lovins and Maiha fought against each other, both of them looked extremely pale, and Lovins waved his hands angrily: "Fuck, what do you mean now that you just made it public?"
Meha also had a cold face: "Mr. Lovins, I have to doubt you. The NTSB just came the day before yesterday, and the information was made public today."
"What? Do you doubt me?" Lovins laughed incredulously, "Please believe me, I want to keep this secret more than you, and I hope more than you that there is no reversal in the investigation of the Emirates 411 crash! I Pray before bed and hope it's just a misunderstanding!"
Hearing this, Fucheng was a little stunned, but he immediately understood.
... Could it be that Lovins has any special relationship with NTSB Deputy Director Andrew
Zhuo Huan sneered, he found Lina with a bad expression on his face: "What's going on."
The beautiful French girl blinked innocently, and said with a smile: "Reid, this has nothing to do with me. How did I know that at noon today, several major media in the UAE suddenly published news on the Internet, saying that the Emirates Airline 411 crash 23 years ago appeared Turning around, it is very likely that the investigation was wrong back then."
Old Joseph: "Could it be the news from Rolls-Royce?"
Lina: "Of course not. I didn't tell Rolls-Royce that the investigation of the Emirates 411 crash was suddenly restarted because of new witnesses. Rolls-Royce only knew that things had turned around, but they didn't know that there were new witnesses So only the NTSB, GCAA, and Emirates itself...have the potential to leak information to the media."
The author has something to say:
Zhuo Anxi: [Unhappy face] Huh? Why did you all tell Fucheng about me one by one, after I agreed
Old Joseph: ? ? ? If I hadn't stepped on my horse to give you assists time and time again, would you have been able to get to Fucheng? Can you kiss twice now? !
Lina: +1^_^