Fucheng was stunned.

He clicked on the account of "Polaris_" and there was almost no update in it. He only posted a photo two years ago. It was a dark night sky without a single star. The caption was just three short letters: sky.

Fucheng looked at it for a while and pressed to follow.

Lina sighed: "So, in the end, did our UAAG investigation team have only four followers?"

Su Fei said in surprise: "How come there are only four? Aren't we five?"

Old Joseph said quietly: "So you think, there are five fans, and then all five are UAAG members... It's quite glorious?"

Su Fei: "..."

He didn't say that!

Lina rubbed her eyebrows and said helplessly: "I didn't want this, it seems that I still have to pay attention."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at her.

At this time, Zhuo Huan also returned to the office and walked to his seat and sat down.

Old Joseph was the first to react. His eyes widened and then smiled, "I remember, Lina, you seem to have more than 40 million Twitter followers?"

Su Fei was shocked: "Damn it, more than 40 million?!"

Fu Cheng was also very surprised, but he didn't know much about what the concept of more than 40 million Twitter followers was: "Is more than 40 million meant a lot?"

Old Joseph kindly explained to him: "Probably, it's equivalent to the kind of person who once Lina pays attention to UAAG, the whole world will know Miss Mai Fei, the top socialite in the upper class Stephanie Comte, who left the United Nations and joined UAAG."

Lina smiled slightly, logged into her Twitter, and followed the UAAG investigation team.

Five minutes later, the fans of the UAAG investigation team soared, and they soared to 100,000. This number was still rising wildly.

Just as Lina said, even though she has attended many press conferences as a UAAG representative, how many people will go to watch press conferences in this era? It was not until she used her account and followed UAAG that the whole world knew that she had left the United Nations and entered this "not surprisingly good-looking" air crash investigation organization.

Looking at the surge in UAAG's number of fans, Su Fei was dumbfounded: "This is too scary, it's going to be a hot search. Oh, by the way, why does RIP seem to have no fans?"

Upon hearing this, Fucheng raised his head and looked at the man sitting under the window.

Su Fei asked loudly: "RIP, don't you play Twitter? You have so few fans."

Logically speaking, the number of fans of Chief Designer Mai Fei should not be so small.

Zhuo Huan didn't raise his head, and he yelled casually.

"Why do you want to play Twitter? I have nothing to say about the world."

***

After the GCAA press conference, media reporters will still investigate the headquarters and are blocked, but the global wave of discussion on this matter has gradually passed.

After all, this was an air crash twenty-three years ago. No matter how much curiosity and enthusiasm are, it will be wiped out with time.

In addition, air crash investigation is a boring and long matter.

Joseph Old once said: "All the air crashes in the world are divided into two types. One can be solved in one week, and the other can take more than three months."

The cause of the air crash is either so simple that it can be seen at a glance, such as the mistake of the air traffic controller, the plane was struck by lightning, or it was obscure and hidden, hidden deep in the secret, which took three months to be considered small, and it was not uncommon for three years to investigate. After that, most of them could never be found out.

The result of the Ahanghai 411 air crash cannot be achieved in a short period of time.

The day after the press conference, Maha brought Yamira Betty again to the investigation headquarters.

When reporters around the investigation headquarters saw her, they immediately rushed over. Maha and other investigators took a lot of effort to send her to the investigation headquarters.

Lovens and Joseph the Sr. received her at the investigation headquarters.

Lovens looked at the thin and yellow middle-aged woman in front of him. He was silent for a long time and said, "Originally, according to the regulations, you should have been extradited back to Yemen in the late this month. But now things are beyond everyone's expectations, and you are being noticed by the whole world. So before the result of the incident came out, we had already discussed with the UAE Immigration Administration, please live in Dubai temporarily. We will arrange a safe house for you, provide three meals, and protect you as a confidential witness."

Betty raised her eyes and looked at Lovens, then at Old Joseph. After a long time, she nodded: "Yes."

Old Joseph looked at her and smiled: "Yemen is still fighting, and staying in Dubai is not necessarily a bad thing. But this is just the first reason why we invited you to come today. The second reason is that we want to confirm with you again whether you noticed other abnormal phenomena before you see the debris flying out of the wings. Please recall them carefully."

In UAAG's office, Lina is making coffee for everyone and making afternoon tea. She brought the coffee to everyone's table one by one and received a thank you.

Su Fei lay on the table, constantly browsing his phone.

During the rest time when the experiment was shut down and the truth was not found, his biggest hobby was to browse the official Twitter of UAAG to see how many fans increased every second.

Su Fei threw his phone on the desk: "I still can't figure it out! NTSB is definitely not the one who leaked the secrets, and GCAA is not like it. After this incident was exposed, both the GCAA and the UAE Immigration Administration were criticized and scolded very badly. Who else can it be besides them? Why did Ahang leak this incident to the media?"

Fucheng: "Why must it be Ah Hang?"

Su Fei: "Eh?"

Fucheng took a sip of coffee: "Holmes once said that when you rule out all impossible situations, the rest, no matter how unbelievable it is, is true."

Zhuo Huan looked up at him and raised his eyebrows: "Four Signatures."

Fucheng looked up and looked at him: "Well, the first chapter of "Four Signatures"." He continued to look at Su Fei: "In addition to NTSB, GCAA and Ahang, there is actually another person who can also leak the matter to the media."

Su Fei said in shock: "No, no one in UAAG leaks the secret!"

Fucheng: "..."

Lina: "…"

Zhuo Huan walked to Fucheng, skillfully opened his drawer, took out a piece of chewing gum, and then said to Lina: "Have you seen his graduation certificate? Is it sure he graduated from Harvard?"

Lina smiled and said, "Su Fei is still very outstanding in terms of professionalism."

Su Fei: "Hey, hey, I'm still here, you guys just say bad things about me? Then you guys say, it's not us, it's not NTSB, it's not GCAA, it's not Ahang, who else can it be?"

Fucheng held his forehead: "There is another person... that is Yamira Betty herself. She can leak information to the media."

Su Fei was stunned, but soon, he shook his head vigorously: "But is this good for her? Do you know? She is being scolded so badly now. Everyone says she is too selfish because of the interests of a person. She has been hiding it for so many years. If she hadn't been extraditioned to the country suddenly, she would have hidden it for the rest of her life. The air crash is not an ordinary car accident. Maybe the evidence she concealed and the truth finally investigated is the culprit of many air crashes over the years!"

At the same time, in the conference room, Joseph and Lovens, the new round of questioning Betty was also over.

Before getting up and leaving, Old Joseph remembered another thing and sat back: "By the way, there is something I want to ask. Now that the matter has been exposed, do you know what your evaluation is in the eyes of the media and the public?"

The thin middle-aged woman shook for a moment and lowered her head silently.

Joseph Old Joseph: "You were scolded so badly. Air crash investigation is a professional field that cannot be allowed to make mistakes. Since 1998, there have been no less than 20 air crashes caused by Boeing 777. No victims have occurred, but there are countless people who were injured or even severely injured. Among them, only 80% of them finally found the cause of the accident. Perhaps twenty-three years ago, you told what you saw at that time, and the investigation team would check the entire broken plane to find out the truth so that the cause of the accident will never appear again." After a pause, he continued: "Instead of now, we are only a little bit of debris left, and the plane has disappeared."

"What I want to ask is, do you know that when you tell the media about this, what you get is not only a few more months in Dubai, or even a year or two, but more so that the rest of your life will be insulted by the whole world and despised by thousands of people."

Yamira Betty kept her head down and said nothing.

Old Joseph looked at her messy hair and sighed: "I sometimes hope that the truth of the accident has not changed because of what you said, it was still the same as the one investigated twenty-three years ago. If you said it early, the sacrifice of those 38 people might be more meaningful. And after that, many victims of the Boeing 777 air crash that have not yet been investigated clearly did not die innocently because of this reason."

"Did you regret it in the past twenty-three years? Have you ever thought about telling the truth? Perhaps as long as you tell it, you can save a person's life and many people's lives."

Still a long silence.

Just when old Joseph thought that this woman would not answer and would always respond in silence, a hoarse and unpleasant female voice rang out: "I thought about it, but I don't regret it."

I've thought about it, but I never regret it.

Old Joseph was stunned.

Lovens also stared at the short and thin woman in front of him.
Chapter completed!