Alien Relic Hunter

"Mr. Lin, do you need anything?" the stewardess asked with a smile.

"Is the plane's course... off?" Lin Qiming stared at the other person and asked.

"Oh...that's it. A thunderstorm appeared on the original route. This aircraft is not equipped with an energy shield generator. For safety reasons, the captain decided to make a detour." The stewardess paused for a moment and then immediately approached Lin Qiming explained that the expression on her face did not change during the entire process.

"Did I guess wrong?" Lin Qiming murmured in his heart. He wanted to read some flaws in the other person's eyes, but staring at a person of the opposite sex for a long time could easily make him be regarded as a pervert - even if he was regarded as a pervert, Lin Qiming doesn't care about such trivial matters, but if the other party really has a problem, doing so is tantamount to alerting the enemy.

After thinking for a moment, the expression on his face changed to a frivolous one. He leaned forward slightly, rubbed the flight attendant's thigh with his knee intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice: "Madam, if you don't mind, , can you tell me your name and contact information?"

Since he will be regarded as a pervert, he might as well do a complete act and collect some useful information.

In order to make the effect more realistic, he even put his hand directly on the other person's arm - the uniform skirt worn by the stewardess was short-sleeved, and Lin Qiming could directly touch the other person's skin, and... the powerful muscles under the skin.

"Perhaps this flight attendant's hobby is fitness? After all, for their line of work, body management should be quite important..." Lin Qiming was still trying to excuse the other party in his mind... Although he was aware of the problem, he still hoped that this Everything is just my own illusion...

Otherwise, this would be a lot of fun.

"Mr. Lin... I'm working." The stewardess said with a slight frown, calmly avoiding Lin Qiming's "hands-on" and taking a step back.

"At least let me know your name?" Lin Qiming continued to ask "shamelessly".

"...Helen." The flight attendant said reluctantly.

"Helen...what a name. Do you know the Trojan War in ancient Greek legend? It broke out between the two countries to compete for a peerless beauty called 'Helen'." Lin Qiming said.

He has almost no experience in picking up girls, and his communication with the opposite sex is limited to work level... Fortunately, he likes to read in his spare time, and has some ink in his stomach, so he won't be exposed all of a sudden.

"Sorry... I haven't heard of this story." Stewardess "Helen" shook her head, showing a lack of interest.

"Ah...this is a bit...a little embarrassing." Lin Qiming laughed twice. He had obtained the key information and it was time to retreat. "Okay then, may I ask Miss Helen, which direction is the bathroom?" ?”

"Go to the end of the corridor and turn right."

"Thanks."

Lin Qiming nodded, then turned around and walked quickly towards the tail of the plane - he walked very quickly, just in time to act out the situation of failing to strike up a conversation and wanting to escape from this embarrassing situation quickly. When he passed by his seat, he grabbed a briefcase he was carrying and put it in his arms.

"The other party probably didn't notice anything unusual..." Lin Qiming thought to himself, taking three steps at a time and dodging into the bathroom, turning around and locking the door.

He first checked whether there was a camera in the bathroom. After making sure that he was not being monitored, he immediately took out a multi-purpose knife from his briefcase and moved it to the side of the porthole.

The glass used in the portholes of transport aircraft like this is all customized. Each piece of porthole glass has a unique serial number, corresponding to the aircraft using it. As long as this serial number can be found, Lin Qiming can find what he wants to know. s things.

Although this Hercules transport aircraft is the private property of the Yip Consortium, since it can enter and leave the Ark's airport, it must have been registered with the relevant departments.

Then, there must be information about this aircraft and its crew in the archives.

Lin Qiming took out a screwdriver from his utility knife, inserted it into the gap in the air-tight tape on the edge of the porthole, and started to pry it gently.

Soon, the airtight strips clinging to the glass were pried open, revealing a row of characters engraved on the edge of the porthole glass.

Glass type, specification, manufacturer... Connect the initials of these information together, plus the production batch number of this piece of glass, and you will get the unique serial number. Lin Qiming immediately opened the electronic device he carried with him and entered the serial number.

The search results came out quickly. This piece of special glass was indeed provided to the transport aircraft production line of the Ye Family Consortium, and was assembled on a Hercules transport aircraft numbered "A-136".

Lin Qiming couldn't help but blame himself. If he had paid attention to the number printed on the fuselage when he was boarding the plane, he would have saved all these steps, saving at least five minutes.

He blamed himself, and he did not stop. After locking the aircraft model and number, he immediately called up the crew list of the aircraft - the entire list contained more than a hundred people in total, and the crew members of this aircraft were The crew adopts a three-shift rotation mechanism, but the specific rotation sequence is not stated in the information.

But fortunately, there is only one female flight attendant named "Helen" in the entire list. She belongs to Class B and is a first-class service staff.

So far, there was no problem with Helen's identity, but when Lin Qiming clicked on the details, his expression immediately changed.

The picture of Helen in the information does not match the "Helen" just outside at all!

Helen in the photo, although she is also a beauty, is a Hispanic woman with wheatish skin... And the person Lin Qiming chatted with just now was a blond, white-skinned, authentic Caucasian!

If there is a certain difference between the appearance and the photo due to makeup or plastic surgery, it can barely be explained, but even the race has changed, it is obvious - the "Helen" outside, and this crew list Helen in it is not a person at all!

Lin Qiming's breathing became a little faster. He looked back at the locked door, then took out two miniature silencers from the mezzanine of the briefcase, about the same length and thickness as his little finger, and installed them on the gun.

Then, he began to look through the files of other crew members of Class B...

Most of the crew members are good-looking young women, but none of the flight attendants in the cabin outside who Lin Qiming has an impression of are not on this list...

He quickly looked through the list of Class B, and then he roughly looked through the personnel files of Class A and Class C.

He is now basically certain that almost all the crew members on this plane have been swapped out... As for the identity of this group of people now, it is a complete mystery.

"If I had known, I would have bought a pair of AR smart glasses..." Lin Qiming thought to himself, if that thing was there, he wouldn't even need to stare at the other person, he would just let the person's face appear in his field of vision for a few seconds. The AI ​​of the glasses will automatically scan the face for recognition and match it with the data in the archive.

But now, he can't just shine his phone's camera in someone's face, can he?

But no matter what, if the bad intentions come, the good ones will not come... Combined with the other party to secretly change the course... Lin Qiming has classified all these "crew members" into the "enemy" camp in his heart.

From the current point of view, the target of this group of people should be the research team headed by Dr. Norrison - after the "memetic incident", Dr. Norrison's research team was almost the only complete research team in the entire institute. At that time, they happened to be observing the migration paths of indigenous creatures, and they were able to escape.

If something happened to this group of people in Lin Qiming's hands, then Lin Qiming felt that there was no need for him to live.

"Protect the safety of the researchers, and then regain control of the plane... If possible, leave as many survivors as possible." This was the goal Lin Qiming set for himself.

There were nine Crisis Management Officers he brought over, including himself. Each one of them was a veteran. If the other party was just an ordinary hijacker, this group of people could easily subdue them.

Currently, the premise is that this group of people are "ordinary hijackers."

Lin Qiming also knew very well that this probability was almost infinitely close to zero.

Although there have always been some opposition groups hidden in the darkness of Ark, the most radical among these groups cannot do anything like hijacking. If it were them, the most they could do would be to plant bombs in the airport bathroom. ...As for sending a group of "professional-level" personnel to subcontract the entire crew, it is simply impossible to happen.

This group of hijackers has a very obvious purpose... They want to take Dr. Norrison's research team to a place in the wilderness - the base is in the wilderness, and the selected targets are members of the institute. , the identity of this group of hijackers has almost been revealed.

Lin Qiming took a deep breath and replaced one of the two pistols with a magazine full of active bullets.

Just when he was about to send the message to other members of the action team, there was a sudden knocking sound outside the bathroom door.

"Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin, are you in there?" It was the stewardess "Helen"'s voice. Lin Qiming quickly hid the pistol.

"Uh...ah, I'm here, what's the matter?"

"You've been in there for a long time. Did something go wrong? Is there anything I can do to help you?" "Helen" asked again.

Obviously, the other party has noticed the abnormality.

"It's nothing, just a little diarrhea." Lin Qiming pressed the flush button of the toilet twice, then turned on the faucet to deliberately wet his hands, and then opened the bathroom door.

However, the moment he opened the door, he knew something was wrong - "Helen's" eyes crossed his shoulder and rested on the bathroom porthole.

Although Lin Qiming has restored the airtight rubber ring to its original position, the traces of being pried cannot be restored unless a brand new rubber ring is replaced.

The moment their eyes met, their eyes said everything.

The stewardess "Helen" didn't hesitate, she put her hand directly into her short skirt and pulled out a light gray dagger - this dagger was made of high-strength ceramics. It didn't use any metal in the whole body and would not be caught by the metal detector. What they found... As for the image security scanner, in Lin Qiming's impression, when they arrived at Yong'an Port, the image security scanner at the airport gate seemed to have malfunctioned, and several technicians were taking it apart for repairs.

Now that I think about it, it was not a malfunction at all, but man-made sabotage!

Lin Qiming blocked "Helen's" attack with his left hand. The ceramic dagger cut open the sleeve of his uniform, but failed to break through the soft lining worn inside the uniform. At the same time, Lin Qiming had already drawn the pistol from his waist. He put the muzzle of the gun against "Helen's" abdomen and pulled the trigger repeatedly!

"Puff puff--"

The muffled sound of bullets entering the human body was heard, and the satin skirt was soon stained dark brown by the blood. "Helen" staggered back a few steps, raised her head, and stared with resentment. By Lin Qiming.

The next second, several tiny pink fleshy tentacles came out of her nostrils and ears. She opened her mouth and began to vomit. A large amount of rotten internal organs mixed with blood fell to the ground, and there was a fishy smell. The smell instantly filled the bathroom door.

Then, more thicker and longer tentacles emerged from her throat. These tentacles entangled and waved with each other, tearing the delicate cherry mouth to the base of her ears.

"really!"

Lin Qiming was shocked, but fortunately he was prepared. He immediately changed the weapon in his hand to another gun and sent three special active ammunition into "Helen"'s body.

The active ammunition distributed by the Crisis Management Section is "enhanced" with sixteen times the standard dose. Even if it does not hit the core, the toxicity contained in the three bullets is enough to kill a corrosive species in the rapid transformation stage.

The tentacles that emerged from the seven orifices of "Helen" froze, and then began to quickly decay and fester.

Lin Qiming caught the fallen body and dragged it into the bathroom.

The other operators of the Crisis Management Section are also equipped with active ammunition. It is not difficult for them to kill the Corrosion Seed, but the difficulty is to protect the researchers on the plane and the plane itself at the same time... At this moment, Control of the plane is still in the hands of this group of hijackers.

The crew totals thirty-seven people. If each of these thirty-seven people is a container for the Seed of Corrosion, the situation will be quite difficult.

Especially those flight attendants sitting in the first class cabin. If the remaining six flight attendants cannot be killed at the same time before they realize the crisis, those powerless researchers will be in danger.