On January 17, 2003, an American Airlines 384 aircraft took off from New York and crashed at Seattle's Tacoma Airport.

The direct cause of the accident is bad weather.

American Airlines 384 was a flight that afternoon. According to the normal flight time, it should land at around 4 pm. However, it was snowing heavily in Seattle that day, and the blizzard delayed all more than 100 aircraft. American Airlines 384 hovered in the air for an hour and finally landed with the permission of the controller. However, the tragedy happened at the moment of landing.

The American Airlines 384 hit the ground, rushed out of the runway, and crashed into the lawn next to the runway.

In the investigation report given by NTSB afterwards, in addition to the bad weather, the wrong operations of deputy captain Michael Harrison were also one of the reasons for the air crash.

Michael Harrison, 29 years old, had a flight hours of 489 hours on the Boeing 747. He was undoubtedly a young and inexperienced pilot. When American Airlines 384 took off from New York, he decided to carry out the mission, and captain Joseph was responsible for radio communications.

No one knew why, in the face of such bad weather, Harrison still chose to land on his own and did not ask for help from the experienced captain. At that time, Lovens, who was still an ordinary investigator, found Joseph who woke up in the hospital and asked him this question.

This is how Joseph answered him.

"have no idea."

Seventeen years later, beside the beach in Boston Bay.

The sunset slowly falls and sinks into the sea. Everything returns to tranquility, the deep blue gradually swallows up the entire sky, and the dark night invades. The cold of winter uses the sea breeze to force people into their collars in an instant.

Fucheng looked at the man in front of him in surprise: "Don't you know?"

A cigarette was completely finished, and the tobacco burned the last wisp of Mars in the air, like the setting sun that extinguished the light at the same time as it. Zhuo Huan nodded gently, his voice far and wide: "Well, he said he didn't know. Harrison never showed him a little in need of help. He was very calm and orderly, just as if he knew about landing at Tacoma Airport and had done it a hundred times... Until the plane was about to crash and could no longer fly again, Old Joseph suddenly realized that the pilot next to him seemed not as calm and skillful as he showed on his appearance."

Fucheng silently said, "The cabin call record of American Airlines 384 should be heard."

Zhuo Huan glanced at him: "Of course, the black box is not damaged, and the calls between pilots are still stored in the NTSB database."

Fucheng: "Didn't they say anything strange?"

Zhuo Huan: "No."

"Harrison asked for help once, and did not ask questions about whether he could land safely?"

"No."

Fucheng asked, "Where is old Joseph, he did not ask his deputy captain, and wanted to help?"

Zhuo Huan smiled. He took out the silver cigarette box from his pocket, pressed it gently, and a cigarette popped out. After lighting it, he took a breath of smoke, looked at Fucheng, and asked back: "Let you fly a fighter plane and land on the aircraft carrier. Do you think it is something that needs to be made special and made to others boast about?"

Fu Cheng was stunned: "Does this need to be boasted about? All carrier-based pilots can do this."

"So, when Lovens spoke this question in the hospital, that's how Old Joseph answered him."

"It's just that it's falling in the snow. I really don't know, it's a difficult thing."

The man's clear voice gradually disappeared in the howling evening breeze.

Fu Cheng's lips twitched, but he didn't know what to say.

for a long time.

"Didn't you just say there is no cigarette, Teacher Zhuo?"

With his hands holding the cigarette paused slightly, Zhuo Huan turned his head and looked at Fucheng.

Under the night, the young black-haired man looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhuo Huan thought for a while: "The last one is left, and this one is really gone after that. I want to draw another one, so I don't want to give it to you, so... is it really gone?"

Fucheng: "..."

"Oh."

Leaving a cold cry, Fucheng turned around and left, leaving a man with a ruthless back.

Zhuo Huan moved his eyebrows and did not go back to the investigation headquarters. He watched Fucheng step by step into the investigation headquarters, then slowly smoked his last cigarette, and then he put his hands in his pocket and walked back.

Back at the investigation headquarters, Zhuo Huan found a glass bottle from the cabinet, filled half of the water, and inserted the rose into it.

The thorns of roses have long been picked and have no soil or rhizomes. Raising them with water only slightly extends the flowering period.

Lina passed by and stopped: "Where did you pick the rose, Reid?"

Zhuo Huan: "I gave it to Fucheng."

Lina: "…"

After pausing for a moment, she said, "Will I go to a flower shop to buy flowers for you?"

Why did she not believe it?

Looking at his friend's suspicious gaze, Zhuo Huan sneered and explained the matter roughly. Including Old Joseph stopped a flower boy on the road and bought lilies and asked Fucheng to give it to others. He also bought all the flowers very bored and threw them to Fucheng. As a result, Fucheng picked a rose back and gave it to him.

Although he gave this flower to Fucheng first, it was a foregone conclusion that Fucheng gave him flowers. Uncle Zhuo did not think the order of the order had any impact on this fact.

However, Lina was silent for a long time.

"Do you think anyone can grow roses, lilies, jasmine, Reid in their garden this season?"

Uncle Zhuo was stunned.

Lina suppressed her laughter and kindly reminded: "It's winter now, Reid. I think you were probably cheated by that child. He should have bought flowers in the flower market and then bought them at the beach at a high price. Unexpectedly..." He happened to meet your sucker.

After talking until Lina quietly looked at her friend's face. She suddenly felt a little confused. With Reid's IQ, how could she not even think of such a simple thing?

When he patted Mr. Zhuo's shoulder, Lina comforted him: "Thinking of this, at least this flower looks pretty good."

Zhuo Huan: “…”

"And it was Fu's gift to you. He really had a crush on you."

“…”

day.

***

Fucheng didn't know that a man was not proud of him and was led to an army instead.

The next afternoon, Tsuna Diichi's experimental data was sent to UAAG's email address on time.

Download the experimental data, then perform strict calculations and comparisons.

Zhuo Huan concluded: "American Airlines 4012 crashed into the water with maximum acceleration." Then he quickly assigned the mission, "Lovens and Su Fei, you will take people to check the four engines of the plane to see if there is a mechanical failure. Old Joseph, you and other NTSB investigators confirm that the aircraft's telex system is not a problem."

Finally he looked at Fucheng: "Investigate all the backgrounds of the two pilots, you and Lina, together with you, everything that happened in the past must be collected and mastered."

Fucheng: "Okay."

Zhuo Huan is responsible for all investigations and commander-in-chief. He intervened in the inspection of aircraft wreckage or pilot background investigation.

In fact, after the investigation of the 4012 air crash in the United States Airways 4012 air crash, everyone has already understood that 90% of the air crash is possible, and it is caused by man-made reasons.

No matter how bad the aircraft fails, it is difficult to cause an aircraft to rush into the ocean at its maximum speed.

But without a black box, no one dares to confirm what the real cause of the accident is.

Fu Cheng and Lina are responsible for investigating the background of the two pilots, but when Fu Cheng looks for Lina, she finds that she is not investigating the headquarters. He calls Lina in surprise and tells her about Zhuo Huan's arrangements.

Lina apologized: "Sorry, Fu, today, please investigate the pilot's background by yourself. I'll help you tomorrow. I have something to deal with here, but don't worry, I should find someone, and I will definitely go back to the investigation headquarters tomorrow."

Fucheng: "What's so urgent? Do you need my help, Lina?"

"It's not a particularly important thing, it's just to find a little liar." Lina chuckled on the phone, "Although Boston is very large and has a population of more than 600,000 in the city, it's still easy for me to find someone. After all, I'm Lina."

Fu Cheng always felt that Lina was in a good mood. She was so busy that she didn’t have time to go back to the investigation headquarters, but she… seemed very happy?

No longer thinking about it, Fucheng smiled and said, "Then I wish you to find that person soon."

"OK, thanks."

Lina was not here, Fucheng could only contact the captain Kyle's family by himself.

When leaving the investigation headquarters, Fucheng glanced at the outskirts of the light and saw a man discussing something with old Joseph and several NTBS investigators around the damaged cockpit of the plane.

Seeing Fucheng go downstairs, Zhuo Huan comes over. He is about to speak, but he remembers first: "Oh, Lina has something to do."

Fucheng: "…?”

Oh, it seems to be related to you.

Zhuo Huan: "Investigate more about Kyle's situation."

Fucheng came to his senses and nodded: "Okay."

It seems that Zhuo Huan attaches more importance to the captain's affairs.

The two of them didn't say anything. Fucheng was busy going out, and Zhuo Huan returned to the wreckage of the plane's cockpit. After he came back, Old Joseph said: "The telex system used by the Airbus A390 is one of the most advanced computer systems at present. We have checked its sensor group and servo, but found no problems. The rest are..."

Zhuo Huan nodded: "Well, continue to check." After the words came, he raised his head and his eyes suddenly stopped.

Outside the door of the investigation headquarters, before he could walk to the car parked on the side of the road, Fucheng suddenly stopped and showed a look of surprise. A white old man wearing a down jacket and gray hair was stunned when he saw him, and then opened his hands and smiled. After a brief surprise, Fucheng also walked forward and hugged the old man.

It was a typical American old man with a red face and a big nose. After he said a few words, Fucheng listened carefully while holding his hand and taking him into the small coffee shop on the side of the road.

Suddenly, I didn't know what Fucheng said, the old man's eyes turned red and tears suddenly fell.

Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment in silence, and huge negative emotions instantly swallowed the handsome and beautiful young man. The picture suddenly became cold. His face was cold, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly red, and his lips were tightly pursed. However, the moment the old man looked up at him, everything turned into light. He smiled softly and shook his head, with a gentle and tolerant look on his face.

Zhuo Huan opened his lips slightly and looked at the scene not far away.

Fucheng half-squatted, looked up at the old man with tears in his face, picked up a tissue and helped him wipe his tears.
To be continued...