The magnetic induction detector specially made by the University of Tokyo Physics Laboratory is a black rectangular box, 30 cm long and 20 cm wide, and only one finger high.

Finnair ground crew installed this small "black box" into the aircraft's engine and conducted magnetic induction tests.

"OK, you can test flight."

The test flight proposed by Tinai Diichi does not mean that it must be repeated exactly the same.

If you really want to repeat it, the test pilot will need to fly to Tokyo first, run to Haneda Airport, and then fly to Finland. All he wants is a real-world experimental data.

Professor Tinna's assumptions and arguments on the 917 JAL accident were carried out in laboratory situations. He used a magnetic field simulated manually. He needed to confirm that when the aircraft really took off, it could indeed produce a special reaction with the geomagnetic field.

It is not necessary to collect data exactly like the laboratory, as long as a certain experimental data value is reached, it is fine.

August 27, 2020, Vanta Airport, Helsinki, Finland.

Since the morning, EASA investigators have been conducting test flights on the Maifei F435.

The Finnish Aviation Administration has specially opened a backup runway for this test flight.

Dozens of ground crew members carefully inspected the entire plane from the inside out and added fuel to the plane. At 18:03 pm, officials from the Finnish Aviation Administration and UAAG members walked out of the VIP lounge. The two sides had a good chat. They did not arrive at the boarding gate, but stood in the terminal building, looking at the plane in front of them through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Middle-aged official: "The plane is about to take off in one hour."

Lina smiled: "Yes, according to time, Fu should be ready to board the plane."

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic young man walked out of the first floor of the terminal. He walked towards the huge and majestic plane step by step. He did not board the plane immediately, but circled the plane and carefully checked it to see if there were any defects.

Before flying the plane, the pilot must conduct a final inspection of the plane himself.

This is usually the responsibility of the deputy captain, and there is only one pilot on this plane, Fucheng, and all the tasks are handed over to him.

It took fifteen minutes to confirm that the fuselage was not damaged and Fucheng was preparing to board the plane.

However, he did not immediately walk up the boarding ladder, but stood in front of the nose and raised his head. His eyes passed through the black hat brim and he looked into the direction of the terminal from afar.

The plane was dozens of meters away from the terminal. It was dusk now, and the light was dim. Even Fucheng could not see clearly who those people in the terminal were. But he knew that everyone in the UAAG was standing there and looking at him.

Like the last glance of the goddess of dawn Eos gazing at his lover Titonos, long and long, Fucheng also raised his head calmly and looked at his companions in the terminal.

After a long time, he nodded to the vague figures and then signed the confirmation form handed over by the ground staff.

Then, turn around and walk up the boarding ladder.

At this moment, the earth swallowed the last afterglow of the sunset. The terminal was brightly lit, but the cockpit was dim.

Turn on the main power switch.

Turn on the navigation lights.

Turn on the inertial navigation and calibrate...

Fly and taxi to the backup runway.

Turn on the right engine, wait for start, and then turn on the left engine...

Fucheng: "Finnair flight AY032, everything is ready, request to take off."

In the terminal, Old Joseph was holding a radio communicator in his hand, and the young man's slightly low voice came from the black communicator.

Old Joseph clasped the communicator tightly and gave a mission to the tower: "Please take off."

The ground tower of Wanta Airport immediately said: "Finnair AY032, ground wind speed is 15 knots, wind direction... allows takeoff."

In the cockpit, with the permission of the tower to take off, Fucheng looked ahead calmly, and his hand gently and calmly held the accelerator rod of the plane and slowly pushed it up. If someone was watching from the side, he would find that the speed of his pushing the accelerator was almost unchanged.

Smooth, stable, and ultimate safety.

The engine made a dull and heavy buzz, and the plane slowly drove on the runway. The speed became faster and faster. At the moment when it reached 256 kilometers per hour, a faint sound of breaking through the air was heard. The nose of the plane suddenly rose up, the vacant seat on the plane trembled slightly, and then the plane rose from the ground and rushed into the sky!

Then there was an extremely stable flight.

It was so stable that it was almost boring that it seemed that it had not taken off at all and was still docking on the ground.

In the terminal, everyone looked at the plane leaving and breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Joseph had just finished his breath and laughed again: "What are we going to relax? The real difficulty has just begun now. It will take about an hour to wait for the plane to drive to the expected magnetic field detection location."

Officials from Finnish Aviation Authority laughed and said, "Then let's go to the lounge and wait?"

Just now, I saw Fucheng take off, and even though I knew that taking off was easy for Fucheng, Su Fei was still so nervous that he clenched his hands, afraid of an accident. Now at least the plane took off successfully, the punk boy breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to suddenly remember something and looked around.

Su Fei said in surprise: "Yes, where has RIP been? I haven't seen him since I just started, and he hasn't come back from the bathroom yet?"

Upon hearing this, Lina smiled helplessly.

Old Joseph was stunned, and then his mouth twitched.

Only Su Fei and the officials still don’t understand what happened.

Old Joseph said laughing and crying: "It's still time to return now, why don't I notify the tower and let the tower notify Fucheng again?"

Lina: "Forget it, no one can stop what he wants to do."

Su Fei looked confused: "????What are you talking about, who is going to do what?"

At the same time, Fucheng had already flown the plane and flew away from the range of Helsinki.

Mai Fei F435 uses a telex system. The climbing stage after takeoff can be directly controlled by the computer. Fu Cheng was not idle either. He picked up a strange black "calculator" and observed the data on it.

This is a magnetic field intensity display sent by Tsuna Diichi from Tokyo, and it was sent with the magnetic induction detector.

The data measured by the magnetic induction detector will be transmitted to the monitor in real time. Although this is just a backup data, the real data will be completely transferred to the black box of the aircraft to ensure complete records and can be saved even if there is an accident.

Fucheng looked at the numbers jumping above. To be honest, he could roughly understand the paper by Tsuna Diyi, but he didn't understand what the numbers displayed on this monitor meant.

Soon, the number on the monitor jumped to 137 and then turned to 3 again, with a huge fluctuation.

"Can it be broken?"

Although we should not question the professor of physics at Dongda University, the crazy numbers on it really forced Fucheng to doubt it.

Just as he was considering whether to contact the ground and reported the strange fluctuations on the monitor, suddenly, a faint sound of collision sounded in the empty airplane cabin.

Fucheng suddenly looked up and his expression changed.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear another strange noise behind him, but he didn't take it lightly. He gently put the monitor aside, untied his seat belt, and Fucheng tiptoed up.

A baton was placed inside the cockpit of Maifei F435. Assuming that someone was hijacking, the pilot could rescue himself at the last moment. Fucheng found the trunk with a familiarity and took out the baton. He walked step by step to the door of the cockpit.

Holding the baton in both hands, staring at the handle of the cockpit door.

Just as Fucheng was thinking about whether to open the door or trust the safety door in the cockpit of the plane that could not even be blown up, a crisp key sounded.

...Damn it?!

His pupils suddenly widened. Before Fucheng could recover from the shock, the security door was pushed open from the outside.

Almost subconsciously, he looked cold and held a baton in his hand and hit him hard.

Zhuo Huan opened the door leisurely, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw the oncoming baton. His eyes shrank and he avoided sideways as fast as possible, but he was still hit by the baton. He sank down and almost knelt down on one knee, and finally stood firm.

The next moment, he raised his head and said angrily without any image: "Fuck!"

"Fu, city!"

Fucheng: "..."

Fortunately, although this time it was just a test flight, no matter what should be on the plane, Fucheng quickly found the medical box in the preparation room.

The man sat in the passenger seat, his right arm still numb and unable to move. Seeing Fucheng taking the medical box back to the cockpit, Zhuo Huan sneered and pulled out a "tsk" from his throat.

Fucheng looked at him calmly and squatted down without changing his expression.

"Take off your clothes."

Zhuo Huan looked at him coldly.

Fucheng: "I took it off, I'll give you medicine."

Zhuo Huan: "You are sorry."

Fucheng paused, he raised his head and said lightly: "I don't think I've hit a stowaway who shouldn't have appeared on the plane. What's wrong with it?"

Zhuo Huan: “…”

day.

Fucheng: "I'll send you back."

Zhuo Huan took off his coat with his left hand and said, "You go back now and take off again, and waste at least two hours back and forth."

Fu Cheng thought to himself, "Did you appear on purpose when I fly out of Finland? Even if you want to send you back, you can't go back?"

Enduring the severe biting pain on his arm, Zhuo Huan looked at the young man who looked up at him, and he still thought: It seems that since last night, this person has never said "Teacher Zhuo" again, and called "you"?

Without answering this question, Zhuo Huan took off his coat.

He was wearing a T-shirt inside, and it was unrealistic to take off the T-shirt by himself at this time, and his right arm could not move at all.

Seeing this, Fucheng put the medicine box on the ground and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt with both hands.

His fingers could not help but touch the man's belly with a thin and tight muscles. Fu Cheng's fingers trembled slightly. Zhuo Huan leaned on the back of the chair, as if he had no movement for the young man's fingers to touch his skin. He lowered his head and watched Fu Cheng help him take off his clothes.

After taking off the T-shirt, the clear moonlight sprinkled on the man's beautiful and elegant muscle curve at a height of 20,000 feet, and shone with a glowing luster, just like the handsome and uninformed sun god in the myth, and the powerful hormones of the man came to his face.
To be continued...