A distance of 8,000 kilometers, half a continent and 10 latitudes, an experiment with an accurate explosion equivalent of 1kg is underway.

After the experiment began, UAAG and GCAA investigators first used computers at the investigation headquarters to confirm data with Tinnati, who is far away in Tokyo. After the data was confirmed, they took a bus to the Ahang warehouse at Dubai International Airport. A Boeing 777 was parked there.

Huge black machines were placed under the airplane fuel tank, and thick wires connected them to the fuel tank on the right wing

Zhuo Huan changed into white experimental protective clothing.

The first round of experimental data has been transmitted from Tokyo. Zhuo Huan and Maiha walked to the experiment room to observe and monitor the real-time data of the aircraft fuel tank. Fucheng and Old Joseph came under the engine. In an instant, the hot air flow penetrated the thick protective clothing and did not have any effect on resisting the heat. Instead, they stuffed sweat inside and sweated all over.

On the intercom, Zhuo Huan's voice sounded: "Data verification."

Sweat rolled down from his forehead and fell on his eyelashes. Fucheng blinked and shook off the sweat beads. He looked at Old Joseph, and then, with other experimental personnel, confirmed the data, Fucheng picked up the intercom: "The fuel tank temperature is 96 degrees Fahrenheit..."

After two rounds of experiments, two groups of experimental personnel exchanged positions between the experiment and the engine.

No one can stay next to the plane's engine for half an hour in such an almost confined environment. What's more, this is April, in Dubai.

The experiment is more complicated than Zhuo Huan and Zinnai's expectations.

After the first day of experiment, Jinnadi looked through the 27 experimental data throughout the day. He raised his head and said, "Zhuo Jun, if the accuracy of the explosion equivalent is required to reach 1kg, I think I may need to do several more experiments. The worst estimate is that it may take one week."

Zhuo Huan: "Continue tomorrow."

Tinna Diichi nodded slightly: "Okay."

Zina Diyi did not ask where to obtain the funds required for so many experiments. These are the problems that UAAG has to worry about. What he has to do is to find out the possibility proposed by Zhuo Huan: under what kind of explosion equivalent, the explosion of the fuel tank inside the aircraft wing will not affect the aircraft's driving, and it is even like a muffled thunder, which only explodes on the inside of the wing, and the appearance cannot be seen at all.

University of Tokyo, Tsina Laboratory.

Students are packing up experimental equipment and using waste materials.

The young professor in a white laboratory suit stood in front of the window. He pushed his glasses and thought: It cannot be said that the appearance is completely invisible. What they are looking for is that the appearance is almost invisible, but its shock wave can crack the aluminum alloy iron sheet on the outer surface of the wing.

...Ah, it seems a little annoying.

Tinnadi turned around and looked at his assistant: "Next time UAAG contacted the cooperation experiment, so I'd rather refuse."

The assistant professor said strangely: "Professor, you agree to it in person every time."

Tinnadi was stunned for a moment. He thought for a while and said, "Please change my laptop."

Assistant: "Okay."

at the same time.

NTSB Headquarters, Washington, USA.

Three black cars stopped at the NTSB door, Lovens got out, got on the elevator with a young investigator holding a metal code box, and came to the deputy director's office. Lovens knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Lovens and his men pushed the door and entered the house together.

Levi Andrew is 51 years old and is one of the current deputy directors of NTSB. At the same time, he is also the most promising candidate to be promoted to the director, no one. He has natural pure gold hair, finely applied with hair spray, and meticulously stroked behind his head. Although he is over fifty years old and has a stereotyped and solemn face, Andrew looks very young, only at forty years old, and even has a mature and handsome smell.

Seeing his confidant, Andrew was not surprised, and he closed the documents in his hand.

Luo Wens came over, tacitly without saying a word of nonsense, so he asked his subordinates to put the metal password box on the table.

Lovens: "Patrick asked me to bring it back and do another experimental test. I think, Director, he should know I'll come to you."

Andrew stood up, entered the password, and opened the password box. After taking out the glass bottle in it and watching for a while, he put it back.

"I have already understood the general situation. You take these fragments to do cross-sectional experiments."

Lovens: "Yes." He was about to leave the office, but he stopped again and asked, "By the way, Director Andrew, are Patrick still continuing to salvage the wreckage of Roger 318?"

Andrew looked up at him: "You're curious about what this is doing."

Lovens shook his head: "No, I just think that even Patrick has almost a year passed. With his financial resources, he may not be able to hold on for long."

Andrew: "He is still continuing to salvage."

Lovens sighed in his heart and left the office with the code box.

Old Joseph never knew where Lovens knew so much about Zhuo Huan. Yes, he heard all of these from Levi Andrew.

The incident of Zhuo Huan salvaging the wreckage of Roger 318 at his own expense is not a secret in the industry. However, there are very few people who know that he hired three salvage companies at the same time. Only officials of Levi Andrew can know it.

"Rogue 318, Mr. Patrick is still looking for it?" The accompanying investigator opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in disbelief.

Lovens glanced at him: "Yes, I also sold private islands and a lot of real estate, and I was about to sell Mai Fei's shares."

The young investigator was dumbfounded: "...It's really rich."

Lovens didn't agree.

Isn't it just that I'm really rich?

If it were them, let alone selling their property and fishing planes, they would not even have the qualifications to sell them! Selling out all their wealth is not enough to pay the salvage company a day’s wage!

...

In Dubai and Tokyo, fuel tank explosion experiments are underway.

In Washington, the cross-sectional experiment of engine fan blade fragments also began silently.

On May 3, Dubai time at 2:00 pm.

The Boeing 777, which had been roaring for six days, finally turned off its engine, and the warehouse like a steamer finally had the opportunity to cool down. Zhuo Huan took the latest experimental data and looked down. On the other side, Su Fei tapped the keyboard and quickly connected the computer screen to the lab of Jinna Diyi.

Tinna Diichi's face appeared on the computer screen, and he spoke, "Zhuo Jun."

"Zinnai." Zhuo Huan put down the information: "Thank you, I got the data I want."

Tsuna Diichi: "Although I have experienced 124 experiments, I can get the data I want, and this is the best outcome. However, this experiment is also accidental and very coincidental. It is not easy to really implement it on the plane."

After hearing this, Lina smiled: "Professor Zinna, you are an excellent physicist, but you don't know much about planes."

Tinnadi suddenly froze, he sat upright and looked at Lina seriously: "Please explain it to me."

Lina: "I'm not a professional either."

Su Feiyue was eager to try and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Lina: "You are also a non-professional."

Su Fei: "..."

Fucheng's quiet and elegant voice sounded: "Professor Zinna, the inventor of German aircraft turbines, Pabuse Hayn, once proposed a theorem called the 'Hayn Law'. It means that behind every serious aircraft accident, there must be 29 minor accidents, 300 accidents with premature signs, and 1,000 hidden dangers. What is necessary for aircraft accident investigation is to find out all the possibilities for chances. Even if there are 1,000 hidden dangers, you cannot miss it."

Tinnadi thought for a while: "As long as it is possible, it will definitely happen?"

Everyone laughed.

Hearing this laughter, Zhuo Huan raised his head and glanced at Fucheng gently.

After the experiment ended, Zhuo Huan said to Lina in the car returning to the investigation headquarters: "Contact Boeing."

Lina: "Now?"

"After returning to the investigation headquarters, I want to contact Boeing's 'ground aircraft crew' directly video."

"Okay." Lina agreed with a smile, but looking at Zhuo Huan's face, she asked, "Or how about contacting Boeing tomorrow? Reid, you have not had a good face. Have you not had a rest this week?"

Due to the time difference, UAAG has all accommodated time in Tokyo. Whenever Tsunadi starts experimenting, they will go to work.

Old Joseph said: "As soon as Lina said that, I realized, Reid, you seem to be very tired. Have you not had a rest recently?"

Old Joseph felt very strange. Although their daily routine was affected by the experiment, they still got enough sleep and he felt that he was in good spirits.

Su Fei: "Brother Fu, you don't seem to be in good spirits either. Today I saw you yawned several times."

Fucheng paused and he asked, "Is there any?"

Su Fei: "Yes, I counted, you yawn once an hour on average."

Fucheng: "Maybe I'm not used to sleeping too early, and I've always had insomnia recently..." The voice stopped abruptly. Fucheng completely froze this time. He slowly turned his head and saw a man suddenly fall on his shoulder, pillowing on his collarbone, closing his eyes, and actually started to rest.

Old Joseph and Su Fei were both stunned.

Lina was also stunned for a moment.

Fucheng: "…Teacher Zhuo?"

Zhuo Huan: "I'm sleepy."

Because I am sleepy, I borrow your shoulders to sleep.

Fucheng: "Yeah..."

Old Joseph came back to his senses: "It seems that Reid is really tired. What are you doing every night?"

Lina's eyes turned around on Zhuo Huan and Fucheng, and she smiled meaningfully.

Fucheng moved his eyes away from the man's body, and he looked ahead intently. However, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, the man's hot breath gently sprayed on his collarbone. Once, once, it seemed as if he could clearly outline the person's pulse beating.

Soon, Lina began to contact Boeing, and Joseph and Su Fei talked about other topics. Gradually, the two of them suddenly talked about some industries and behaviors that were legal in Dubai but illegal in China.

Su Fei smiled and said, "RIP is so sleepy, will you do something every night..."

Old Joseph gave him a look that I understand: "Although minors shouldn't talk about such topics, I think it's very likely what you said."

Fucheng: "..."

If he hadn't returned to the hotel every night this week, he would have gone to Zhuo Huan's room to help Zhuo Huan sort out the information about Roger 318, and he would have believed it!
To be continued...