When Fucheng returned to the laboratory, everyone was sorting out the information and preparing to take the equipment to the investigation headquarters in Seattle.

He looked around and saw Zhuo Huan at the open-air bar outside the glass corridor. Uncle Zhuo was sitting next to the leisure table and chair next to the bar, and placed his phone directly on the table, as if he had turned on hands-free. He bent his fingers, opened the iced coffee with one hand, and smiled disdainfully on his face. It seemed that the person opposite the phone made him very unhappy.

After five minutes, Zhuo Huan returned to the laboratory while drinking coffee.

Fucheng: "Whose phone number?"

Zhuo Huan gave an unexpected answer: "Levi Andrew."

Fucheng was stunned.

Levi Andrew, the current deputy director of ntsb?

"Is there anything wrong with him calling?"

Zhuo Huan: "What's wrong? Yes, I have something to do. Ask the specific situation of the black box data, confirm the direction of the next investigation. Then apologize."

Fucheng said in surprise: "Apology?"

Zhuo Huan sneered: "Well. It has nothing to do with the pilot's operational error, at most it is a trigger... So, on the phone, I would like to express my mistake in judgment three years ago, and by the way, I would like to express my regret for the pilot who died?"

When talking about the word "by the way", Zhuo Huan emphasized his tone.

Fu Cheng was silent for a moment, and afterwards, he asked him: "Have the investigation direction been confirmed? The inherent parts problems of the aircraft? Maintenance problems?"

Surprisingly, Zhuo Huan did not answer. He threw the empty coffee can into the trash can, turned his head and looked at Fucheng steadily. After a few seconds, he said lightly: "Maybe."

***

Zhuo Huan did not confirm the next investigation direction of the investigation headquarters, but after returning to Seattle, everyone was involved in the investigation of the cause of the air crash "parts damage".

The salvage company has been fishing in the sea for half a year. They have customized a dedicated water tank and are expected to break out of the water by the end of April.

But in the month before that, the investigation team did not have nothing to do.

Now everyone focuses on parts damage, but this does not mean that the broken parts can be found by taking out the remains of Roger 318.

First, Roger 318 was severely damaged when it fell into the sea. No one knew whether the damaged part that caused the air crash was still in the wreckage of the plane. Maybe it had been washed away with the waves.

Second, even if the culprit's plane parts are still on the salvaged wreckage, it will take some effort to find it out.

So the investigation team made the worst plan.

"Maybe the parts that cannot be turned off by the aircraft's automatic cruise system will never be found." Levi Andrew, with a blonde hair, said calmly at a weekly meeting and whispered: "Before salvaging the wreckage of Roger 318, all we have to do is...find everything that may cause the aircraft's automatic cruise system to fail to turn off."

Once the resolution was passed, more than 100 investigators immediately began to investigate the design of the Maifei F485 automatic cruise system.

In fact, this is not a difficult problem to solve.

Maifei Company has long sent its own ground investigation team to assist everyone in the air crash investigation. What's more, Zhuo Huan, the general manager of the investigation team, is the chief designer of Maifei F485. No one in this world knows better than him. He knows everything that may cause the automatic cruise system to fail.

However, strangely, Zhuo Huan did not participate in this investigation.

When Levi Andrew sent someone to seek investigation and consultation, Zhuo Huan was very calm. He said calmly: "Flight guidance control system, warning notice, automatic thrust... No need to ask me about these, everyone in Mai Fei knows. It's not that difficult, just go and check it."

Lovens looked puzzled: "Patrick, what's wrong with you? My friend, we're finally going to find out the truth about the empty disaster, why did you suddenly..." He hesitated for a while, not knowing how to describe it: "I feel that you have no motivation recently."

Su Fei and Old Joseph quietly looked at Zhuo Huan's expressions and nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Fucheng raised his head and looked at Zhuo Huan's back.

Zhuo Huan's voice was lazily: "I don't have motivation?"

Lovens: "Yes."

"What kind of motivation do you think you want?"

"...You know what I'm talking about. Last year, you forced Deputy Director Andrew to hand over control of the investigation headquarters, and UAag led the investigation. Why is it almost over now that you have no movement? What about your courage?"

After waiting for a long time, before Zhuo Huan's answer was over, just as Lovens was planning to ask again, Zhuo Huan said in a long tone: "Wait until the wreckage is taken out."

“Patrick?”

"Half a month left, can't wait?"

Lovens looked at him in a tangled way, and then at the other people in Uaag.

Old Joseph spread his hands and said that I could not control him at all. Then he winked Lovens and asked him to ask Fucheng for help.

Lovens looked at Fucheng again.

But Fucheng left his sight.

Lovens sighed a long time and turned away.

In fact, let alone Luo Wens, even the uaag people didn't understand why Zhuo Huan didn't follow the investigation progress.

For this point, Old Joseph could give a reason to be a good deal: "The scope of the accident has been greatly reduced. This morning I went to follow the progress and ruled out the problem of the flight guidance control system. If the wreckage retrieved in half a month cannot be checked, then I will probably directly issue an investigation report and determine the cause of the air crash on the mechanical problem." Finally, I gave the reason for Mr. Zhuo's passive slacking off: "The answer has been revealed, there is no need to put too much effort into it, just wait for the plane to be taken out."

Su Fei felt bored: "So let's eat and drink here, and wait for the plane to be taken out?"

Zhuo Huan sneered: "What do you want to do?"

Su Fei stood up and said, "It's thrilling, racing against time!"

Zhuo Huan turned around and said to Fucheng: "Take him with you next time the test flight."

Su Fei: "I see that Brother Fu is safe every time he tests. Brother Fu, I'm not afraid of taking me with me."

Fucheng: "Oh, I'll try the unsafe next time. It's thrilling, racing against time, and high-altitude roller coasters." He paused, "I can also make high-altitude roller coasters for commercial aircraft."

Su Fei: "..."

This couple bullies people!

Fucheng has no interest in bullying children, even if they become adults, they are just children.

Zhuo Huan stood up and walked out of the investigation headquarters.

Fucheng looked at him for a while and followed him.

The cool April breeze blew past his face, and Zhuo Huan's hair grew a lot longer. He seemed a little annoyed. He bit the cigarette mouth and spread his hair out to tie it up again. A warm hand passed through his hair and touched his sensitive scalp. Zhuo Huan looked back and looked.

Fucheng: "When I go back tonight, I'll cut you?"

Zhuo Huan smoked a cigarette and nodded faintly.

Fucheng: "A year and a half ago, Helsinki, Japan Airlines 917."

Zhuo Huan looked at him.

Fucheng: "No one thinks it is related to the engine, how can it be related to the engine? But if you give a dead order, you must check the engine. Even if all the engines are removed, you must check it. After that, the problem was found, and Rolls-Royce lost a lot of money and spent a lot of money to renovate the magnetic chip detector in the engine."

Zhuo Huan looked at him calmly and suddenly smiled: "What about?"

Fucheng: "Rogue 318, what do you think is wrong?"

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

"have."

"where?"

Fucheng: "...you are so annoying."

Zhuo Huan was amused by him.

I won’t talk about what Fucheng looks like in private, but on the surface, he always has a gentle and tolerant image. Zhuo Huan in the world knows that this person is not as good as his appearance. He will be angry, happy, and ruin his achievements. He will only frown at him, no longer pretend to behave and suppress his temper.

The boredom that had been accumulated in his heart for several months was wiped out, and Zhuo Huan wiped out the cigarette butts. In the past few days, those strange thoughts and behaviors that were completely inconsistent with his personality are now a bit funny when I think back on it.

Zhuo Huanyang raised his chin and said, "Kiss me."

Fucheng ignored him.

Zhuo Huan took the initiative to kiss him.

A very gentle kiss is even quieter than the April wind in Seattle.

Zhuo Huan: "The time on JAL 917 the previous year, I wanted to dismantle the plane. Have you secretly scolded me behind the scenes?"

Fucheng recalled it and seemed to have cursed it, but it seemed not. He couldn't remember it. Everyone in the investigation headquarters was secretly scolding Zhuo Huan, but he didn't remember it so clearly. However, he had always been very unhappy with Zhuo Huan at that time. Even if he didn't dismantle the plane, he would definitely have no good impression of Zhuo Huan.

Fucheng's face remained unchanged: "No."

Zhuo Huan: "Oh, sure?"

Fucheng: "No."

Zhuo Huan: "Then you scold me next."

Fucheng: "…?”

An hour later, Zhuo Huan summoned all the investigators to hold a meeting in the conference room.

Zhuo Huan: "NTSB decided to investigate the parts of Maifei F485 in detail, and I don't object. Currently, 114 investigators continue to investigate from the perspective of parts, and the other half inspect all repair cases about Maifei F485 over the past four years."

Joseph Older: "We have done this, reid, did you forget? Three months ago, all the investigators finished the repair records of Mai Fei F485 and checked the problems that occurred."

Zhuo Huan: "What I said is, check it all."

Old Joseph was unclear, so: "What I said is that I have checked it long ago."

Fu Cheng was slightly stunned. He suddenly understood Zhuo Huan's meaning and looked at him in surprise.

Zhuo Huan calmly curled his lips and laughed from his nose: "All, all. It means, no matter whether the plane itself is damaged or not, whether there is any casualty caused by accidents in the flight. In the six years after the first flight of Mai Fei F485, as long as anything can leave a word on the maintenance record, it will be completely complete, investigated clearly, recorded well, and organized..."

"Give me."

"Understand?"
Chapter completed!