Fucheng suddenly realized: "He is Lina's friend, Lina is a member of the Comte family. You mean... Truffaut, Truffaut... Truffaut?!" Fucheng said in surprise: "You mean, that French luxury brand Truffaut?!"

Zhuo Huan's face was gloomy: "Gerard Truffaut. There are many people in the world who can have the surname Truffaut, but Lina's friend... can only be that Truffaut."

Lina, Su Fei and Old Joseph first went to the hotel to rest and put their luggage. Fucheng followed Zhuo Huan to the third floor of the hospital.

In front of the ICU ward, several men in suits and ties and wearing famous working brands stood.

Zhuo Huan walked to the leading man without squinting, his eyes darkened, and he quickly said, "EASA's person? I am Zhuo Huan. UAAG wants to take over this accident. I have contacted EASA headquarters and are now conducting procedural review."

He spoke too quickly, and the rest of the people didn't react. But soon someone realized: "Mr. Patrick?!"

Zhuo Huan did not tell the person in charge of EASA's English name because the other party had an Asian face and the nameplate was obviously a Chinese name. He suddenly walked to the person in charge and spoke very quickly. The other party was stunned for a long time and watched him not come back to his senses.

The next second, Fucheng walked forward and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Gao, we're meeting again."

Gao Yun finally came to his senses and looked at Fucheng: "Hello Major Fu, you are here again."

Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Fucheng introduced him: "This is Mr. Gao Yungao. When we investigated the case of JAL 917 in Finland last month, he was one of the investigators of EASA."

Looking at the completely unfamiliar Asian face in front of him, Zhuo Huan muttered and stretched out his hand without changing his expression: "It turned out to be you, we've met again."

Gao Yun: "..."

You didn't even remember who I was!

Gao Yun smiled and said, "I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Zhuo, I'm so honored. I was responsible for this Martha Airlines Flight 123 accident. We EASA will send many senior investigators to take charge of the major accident like JAL 917, but this Martha Airlines 123 accident was not a big accident, so I am the only one responsible for it. We have already investigated at the crash site and transported the wreckage to the rented warehouse. Do you need to go and see it?"

Zhuo Huan pondered for a moment: "Okay, thank you."

Gao Yun: "You're welcome."

Before leaving, Zhuo Huan turned around and said, "I contacted someone and transported the body of the deceased deputy captain to another place."

Gao Yun was stunned: "Mr. Zhuo, this seems to be inconsistent with the rules. When the pilot is killed, we will dissect his body according to the law to check whether he has other adverse medical history such as driving by drinking, drug use, or sudden illness."

Zhuo Huan was silent for a while: "You can dissect it, of course, after getting the consent of his family."

Gao Yun was about to say that this was a judicial procedure, and dissecting the pilot's body did not require the consent of relatives. Before he could speak, Zhuo Huan continued: "But now his body must be transferred to a safer and more secret place, because soon, the reporter should block the hospital."

Gao Yun: "Mr. Zhuo, I don't understand very much..."

Zhuo Huan: "Forget it, I've contacted a good person."

Gao Yun: "???" What have you contacted?

Zhuo Huan turned his head and said to Fucheng, "Let's go and see the crash site."

Gao Yun was so dizzy that he was confused by Zhuo Huan's words that he was confused. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but judging from Zhuo Huan's attitude, he seemed not to want to tell him the truth. He looked at Fucheng again. Fucheng thought about it and looked at him with apologetic eyes.

Fucheng also felt that it would be better if too many people knew about this matter. Otherwise, when the media conquered this quiet town and surrounded the crashed place outside the town, it would definitely affect the investigation of the accident.

However, God does not follow others' wishes.

As soon as everyone walked to the hospital door, a black Rolls-Royce slowly drove from the hospital door. It stopped at the hospital door, and the driver in a suit immediately got out of the car and ran to the back seat to open the door. But this time, for decades, the people in the back seat couldn't wait for him to open the door for the first time. Before the car could stop, she opened the door and quickly got out of the car, staggered and almost fell.

"Madam!" The driver immediately took the lady's arm and held her over.

This is an elegant and beautiful lady, about fifty years old, but she is well maintained. Even if her hair carefully decorated with hair wax is now like dry grass, scattered on her head in a mess, it did not affect her every move. Her eyes were red, and red bloodshots were all over her eyes. Although her movements were quick and quite embarrassed, she still had a slow charm.

With the help of the driver, she walked up the steps of the hospital. She looked up and saw Zhuo Huan and Fucheng and others.

Her eyes swept quickly and saw Zhuo Huan. After being stunned, she remembered who this face was: "Reid·Irvin·Patrick? Why are you here?"

Zhuo Huan nodded slightly: "Madam Truffle, I came with Stephanie."

Upon hearing Lina's name, a complicated expression flashed across Mrs. Truffau's face.

"Where is Geral?"

Zhuo Huan mourned: "We are about to bring his body to a safe place."

Mrs. Truffaut was stunned, her lips opened and she didn't say anything.

The next moment, countless cars and noisy voices came from the hospital gate.

Fu Cheng looked up and saw countless reporters rushing towards him like a flood with cameras, cameras, microphones, lights.

Zhuo Huan's lips curled, and a slight "tsk" sound was heard.

Fucheng frowned.

Gao Yun looked at the dark head and then looked at the mysterious and graceful lady in front of him...
Chapter completed!