Su Fei stood up in surprise: "RIP is late!"

Lina came out of the tea room with coffee and smiled slightly: "Yes, Reid is late. But unfortunately, he is our immediate boss."

Su Fei: "Ah?"

Fucheng understood what she meant, and he asked tentatively: "You mean, even if Teacher Zhuo is late, there will be no punishment?"

Lina curled her red lips: "Fu, I really like talking to you. In fact, even if you are late, Reid may not say anything. He doesn't like to be petty."

Everyone: "..."

Are we aware of the same Reid?

Lina saw through their thoughts at a glance and blinked: "What I said is true. Humans are always unwilling to believe the truth. And it doesn't matter if they are late today, because NTSB has confirmed that we will take a plane to New York tonight and restart the case of American Airlines 3157. Today, after you sign the investigation permit letter sent by NTSB, you can go home to pack your luggage."

Everyone: "..."

So they hurriedly ran to UAAG, what exactly is it for?!

Suddenly, a cell phone ringing rang. Lina put the coffee cup aside and smiled softly, "I'll go and answer the phone."

Fucheng walked to Lina's seat and found the investigation permit letter sent by NTSB. He signed his name first, and then handed the permit letter to Joseph. After Su Fei also signed the letter, the three of them were discussing what luggage to bring to New York. Only a hurried high heeled sound came from outside the corridor.

The three of them turned their heads and looked at the exit of the corridor.

The frequency of high heels was getting faster and faster, and the sound was getting closer and closer. When Lina's face was wet with tears appeared in front of everyone, Fu Cheng was slightly stunned and he immediately stood up.

Lina looked at them with tears, and seemed to be unable to bear it. She turned around and returned to the corridor. After two seconds, she trembled and returned to the office area. Her face was already bloodless and her lips were trembling. Fucheng felt that she should do something at this moment, but someone was one step ahead of him.

Old Joseph strode up, hugging Lina, who was sobbing in her arms, and rubbing her back that was constantly rising and falling because of the sob. "What happened, Lina, say slowly, let's help you."

Su Fei suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he said horrifiedly: "It can't be that something happened to RIP, right?"

Fucheng's body stiffened.

The next moment, a long tone sound rang out from the door: "Clam?"

Everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked at the person coming.

Uncle Zhuo frowned, his eyes full of unhappiness. Before he entered the door, he heard a minor cursing himself and his mood would not be good. However, when he looked up and saw Lina with tears on his face, his face suddenly sank. He walked to Lina and said in a low tone: "What happened?"

Lina's body trembled, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Can you not investigate the case of American Airlines 3157? An hour ago, a cargo plane crash occurred in Schaffhausen. My..." Another burst of uncontrollable crying. Old Joseph comforted Lina softly. When she had the strength again, she said with difficulty: "A good and good friend of mine is on the plane."

***

Schaffhausen is located in the northernmost tip of Switzerland.

Schaffhausen is a classic European town with no airport. If you want to go to Schaffhausen, you have to fly to Zurich first, then take a bus to Schaffhausen, and even on the way to Zurich, you have to transfer. However, UAAG flew directly to Zurich this time.

No one knows who Lina’s friend is, but judging from her almost collapsed performance, she is definitely a very important friend.

From the first glance of Fucheng to see Lina, the elegant and charming smile on the French girl's face never disappeared.

She always behaves generously and is not surprised when things change.

It seems that as long as you leave anything to her, she will definitely do her best and will not disappoint you.

Because she is Lina.

After Lina said that, Zhuo Huan took out his cell phone and called. An hour later, they arrived at Shencheng Airport and boarded a special plane to Zurich.

It takes fourteen hours to get from Shencheng to Zurich.

Everyone knew that once they arrived in Zurich, they would rush to Schaffhausen without stopping, followed by urgent work. After getting on the plane, except for Lina who cried bitterly and Zhuo Huan who comforted his friend in a low voice, the other three fell asleep to replenish their sleep.

When the plane arrived over Russia, Lina had already slowed down. She looked at her close friend, wiped away her tears, and showed a bitter smile: "I'm so glad you are by my side at this time, you are willing to help me, Reid. I'm already done, you don't have to worry about me anymore. We still have a lot to do after arriving in Schaffhausen, and I won't be afraid of this anymore."

Zhuo Huan frowned tightly: "If you need it, I will contact Johnson for you and let him take you to rest. Leave it to me for this matter."

"No, I can continue to work. By the way, I will pay for the cost of transferring a special plane from Mai Fei this time, and I will also pay for the UAAG expenses this time. Please don't tell Fu, Su Fei and Old Joseph."

Zhuo Huan's voice sank: "Stephanie." He called Lina's full name.

"Don't refuse, my friend, I know your situation. Your life is already like that. These expenses are also a headache for you. Just leave them to me. The most important and least important thing in this world is money. It is so critical, like an angel; it is sometimes like a devil. I am willing to trade everything with the devil, but he doesn't even have the chance to trade me."

After a long time, Zhuo Huan: "Okay."

No one noticed in the quiet cabin. Fucheng woke up at some point. He turned his back to Zhuo Huan and Lina, and his eyes were calmly looking at the bulkhead of the plane.

Behind him, Zhuo Huan and Lina stopped talking, but Fucheng kept his eyes open and never fell asleep.

I know your situation...

Your life is already like that...

These fees are also a headache for you...

These fees are also a headache for you.

It's also a headache for you...

Zhuo Huan?

***

Fourteen hours later, five people arrived at Zurich International Airport.

As early as on the plane, Lina regained her sanity. She wiped her tears and continued to work. As soon as she got off the plane, everyone got on the special car that Lina had contacted. It took only fifty kilometers and only took an hour to see the long and long Rhine River like white exercise.

Sitting inlaid with "Co said to Su Fei and Joseph, who care about himself, "Don't worry about me, really, I can continue to work. Thank you, my friend. And maybe it's not necessarily bad news. I received a call saying that the plane crashed and no people died. Both pilots were sent to the nearest hospital for treatment."

The car drove directly to the hospital entrance.

Fucheng got out of the car, and he stood in front of the hospital door, suddenly stunned. He looked around calmly, and looked at the two men who looked like reporters standing in the corner, his brows frowned slightly.

Su Fei turned around and said, "Brother Fu, come quickly, why can't you stand still?"

Fucheng nodded and followed.

Five people walked into the hospital, Lina quickly walked to the consultation desk, and quickly explained her identity in German, a doctor standing next to her looked at her in surprise. "Are you a relative of the Martha Air pilot?"

Lina tightened her fingers: "I am the deputy captain's friend."

The doctor thought for a while: "Captain, is it brown or blond hair?"

Lina: "Golden."

The doctor sighed: "I'm sorry to inform you that your friend had passed away an hour ago. The brown-haired captain is still in the ICU ward, but the situation is not optimistic."

Fu Chengbiao turned his head and looked at Lina.

Under the bright lights of the hospital, the blonde's face suddenly turned pale. After a long time, her lips moved and she said in German: "Can you please take us to the morgue?"

The five people followed the doctor and came to the door of the morgue on the first floor of the hospital.

Before the relatives claimed the dead, the bodies of the deceased were parked in a separate room, waiting for the family to take them away. Through the glass on the door, Fucheng saw a cold iron bed. The white cloth was silently hidden on it, and everything was silent, as quiet as a lake blowing by a breeze.

“Your friend is inside.”

Zhuo Huan walked forward and opened the door. He asked Su Fei and Old Joseph to stay outside the house, and he and Fucheng accompanied Lina in.

It's only five steps away, but it's extremely long.

Zhuo Huan walked to the side of the iron plate bed: "I lifted it."

Lina nodded quietly.

The man's hand slowly lifted the top of the white cloth, and the blood-stained blonde hair was the first to catch his eye.

The fine blonde hair lost its original luster, was wet with blood, and stuck into a ball. There were traces of burnt at the ends. Fu Cheng saw the scorched marks of the flame, and an unknown premonition surged in his heart. Sure enough, when Zhuo Huan lifted the white cloth to his face, his movements paused, and Lina's tears could no longer be suppressed.

Zhuo Huan hugged his friend.

Lina cried bitterly: "It's Geral, it's him. It's him, why, why it's him..."

On the iron bed, a young blonde man who was only in his twenties closed his eyes peacefully and fell asleep forever. He should have a well-behaved and white face, and when he smiled, he had two dimples, which was very popular with girls. The reason why it was said was that the fire almost swallowed up the entire face. The mottled and terrifying burns took away his eyes and nose, leaving only two crimson blood holes and gully scars on his face.

The only thing that was not destroyed by the fire was half of the lips and a little dimpled mark on the mouth.

I should like to laugh so that I can leave such deep marks in my life for more than 20 years. Even if my body is stiff and the temperature is gone, it will not disappear.

Lina cried so much that she was about to faint. Zhuo Huan handed her over to Old Joseph. The two of them and Su Fei went to the hotel to settle down.

Zhuo Huan grabbed the doctor who turned around and asked, "What is his name?"

The doctor recalled for a long time: "Oh yes! Truffaut, Geral Truffaut."

Zhuo Huan's expression suddenly sank.

After the doctor left, Zhuo Huan quickly said to Fucheng: "Stop the news immediately and prevent the media from getting close. I contacted the person and transported his body away from this hospital."

Fucheng noticed something was wrong, but he still told the fact that he had just seen: "Generally after an air crash, many reporters would flock to report the news. But Teacher Zhuo, I only saw two or three doctors at the entrance of this hospital. Maybe because it is Schaffhausen, it is a bit remote, unlike Zurich, and the news spreads unfast. Or maybe because the crash was a cargo plane, there were only two pilots on the plane, and they didn't die until an hour ago."

The essence of modern media pursuit is curiosity.

Only big news can cause sensation.

Perhaps they had reported the accident when the plane crash occurred more than ten hours ago, so after more than ten hours, they diverted their attention and then reported the vigorous environmental protection parades that are taking place in Zurich now.

Zhuo Huan cursed in a low voice: "If it weren't Lina's friend who happened, she would have thought of this a long time ago, and she didn't realize it until I realized it."

Fucheng whispered: "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Huan turned around and looked behind him. Through the glass window of the morgue, he looked at the quiet blonde man lying on the iron bed. "He is indeed just the deputy captain of a cargo plane. Accidents of this size occur in double digits every year, but that's just because everyone doesn't know who he is yet."
To be continued...