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"Good evening fellow passengers, welcome to take Oman Air from Dubai to New York..."

As the boarding announcement echoed, many people in the terminal stood up and walked towards the ticket gate with their bags in hand.

Bill is no exception, but he has one more job than others. He needs to observe the status of each passenger before boarding the plane.

Because according to past experience, hijackers often behave very abnormally. They either use excitement to cover up their uneasiness, or they are so nervous that their heart is pounding. In short, Bill's routine observation before boarding the plane has been Bill's for many years.

Good habits to develop.

But this time, just like the countless times he had ridden before, people behaved normally.

In front of the ticket gate, there were couples kissing each other goodbye, some passengers were complaining that their seats had been adjusted to the aisle, and there was even a little girl who was flying alone and was sitting uneasily on the chair.

There doesn't seem to be any risk, Bill told himself in his heart.

But soon, his eyes were attracted by a group of three people walking over.

Because the leader was none other than Du Wei whom he had seen in front of the bathroom sink.

But Bill just glanced at Duwei a few more times. After all, the probability of bumping into a passenger on the same flight in the bathroom was not very low.

Although Du Wei no longer had the illegal black suitcase in his hand, this actually prevented Du Wei from becoming a terrorist.

Because a terrorist without weapons cannot be called a terrorist.

It was the two people behind Du Wei who were in unison that aroused Bill's alert.

This kind of precise walking method, where every step is measured as if measured by a ruler, is really not something ordinary people can do.

Bill, who was interested in 47 and Lucas, took out his mobile phone and quietly took a photo of the two of them, and then clicked the send button.

This is his job, to ensure that every flight does not repeat the tragedy of 9/11.

Thinking of this, Bill recalled the latest news released in the work group. A private plane was electronically hijacked by a terrorist organization and crashed directly into the Scepter Tower.

It is said that there were heavy casualties at the scene, and no one above the 143rd floor of the Scepter Tower was spared.

No terrorist organization has claimed responsibility for the incident yet.

"What a troubled time it has been."

Bill let out a breath, he would never let such a tragedy happen to the plane he protected, and he was willing to pay any price for this.

Soon, Bill, who had a first-class ticket, passed through the ticket gate and entered the aircraft.

Bill, who walked into the aircraft cabin, habitually observed possible hidden dangers in the aircraft.

The first thing he looked at was the door leading to the cockpit.

In past hijacking incidents, terrorists would often choose to hijack the captain through that door in order to maximize their goal of shocking the world.

So after the 9/11 incident, most airlines learned their lesson and reinforced the door between the cockpit and the passenger cabin.

Oman Air, which is not short of money, is no exception. In order to ensure the safety of the aircraft, they use an aluminum honeycomb structure to ensure the basic strength and hardness of the door panels, and the remaining parts are made of bullet-proof and explosion-proof parts.

Therefore, this 100kg aluminum honeycomb core door can withstand extremely high-energy continuous hits.

In layman's terms, this riot-proof and bullet-proof door will basically not be deformed by bullets, nor will it be blown open by small-yield bombs.

In other words, the place that usually aerial agents need to worry about the most has now become the safest place.

Today's terrorists can only recreate the 9/11 incident by electronically hijacking and crashing a private jet that did not use the security network according to regulations, as they did in the morning.

However, such things are very rare. Most terrorists will still choose more primitive methods to hijack planes, such as secretly bringing bombs onto the plane and controlling the plane's course by threatening to detonate the bomb.

So after Bill's eyes retracted from the explosion-proof door, he looked at the small luggage carried by each passenger.

Because he clearly understands that some bombs have a very small chance of passing the security check under disguise.

So he needs to use his own experience and his own eyes to find suspicious people in the crowd, even if he has been drinking alcohol just before working.

And he used his hands to help feel the luggage of several suspicious people. After confirming that there was no problem, he walked back to his seat in the first-class cabin and sat down comfortably, preparing to spend the day.

This peaceful night.

The three Duwei and others who appeared as "Gasser" boarded the plane at the last moment and did not carry any extra luggage.

After Bill glanced back a few times to confirm that there was no space for the three of them to carry dangerous items, he focused his attention again on the Pilsner cigarette box in his inner pocket.

He was addicted to smoking again when he had nothing to do, and now he was in urgent need of a cigarette to refresh himself, otherwise he would not be able to fall asleep in the soft first-class seat.

However, the plane had not officially taken off yet, so he could only shake his legs anxiously in his seat, and asked the familiar flight attendant Nancy for a cup of gin and tonic that tasted like pine nuts and carbonated water.

He needs alcohol to relieve his craving for cigarettes.

But Nancy obviously knew that Bill had a bad habit of drinking, so she just mixed a gin and tonic for the lady sitting next to him.

As for Bill, he only deserves to drink mineral water when he is on duty.

Bill could only smile helplessly at this. You really shouldn't drink during official duties. Now you should just wait and go to the toilet to smoke a cigarette after takeoff.

Soon, after everything was checked, the flight attendant closed the cabin door, and the captain and co-pilot began to make final preparations before takeoff.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard Emirates Oman Air flight number 10 to New York.

I am Captain David MacMillan, and I will work with First Officer Kyle Rice to bring you a smooth flight.

This flight lasts about 14 hours and 15 minutes. Please fasten your seat belts and follow the advice of the flight attendants. Thank you for your cooperation. I wish you all a happy flight..."

As the broadcast ended, the plane gradually accelerated on the runway.

The sudden movement of the plane made many people's faces instantly become nervous.

Because there are usually two moments when an airplane is most dangerous, one is when it takes off, and the other is when it lands.

Therefore, the faces of adults who know this are more or less nervous.

Only Tom, who wore square-rimmed glasses, showed excitement on his face.

The plane has taken off, and it's time for him to perform.

His eyes were fixed in the direction of the first class cabin, as if he could see Bill sitting there through the curtain that separated the first class cabin from the economy class cabin.

Let Bill be the sinner!

The story of an aerial agent who steals from the sky will definitely be exciting!

He wants this damn country to know what a ridiculous joke it is to let this kind of guy who has no use in times of crisis but can still get paid to protect the people!

But what Tom didn't know was that when he was looking at Bill in the first class cabin, someone was also watching him silently.

Just as he was waiting to take off, Duwei was also waiting for Tom to make a move.

After all, Duwei is on a plane now. If he identifies or kills Tom without any evidence, he will only be mistaken for a terrorist.

So even if Duwei knew that someone would die next, he had to wait for Tom's established criminal facts to appear.

Otherwise, if he had prevented Tom from destroying the plane in advance, he would not have enough evidence to put Tom behind bars, so Tom would only find an opportunity to do it again.

That doesn't mean he saved the lives of more than 150 people on the plane.

Du Wei withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the plane to fly smoothly.

He needs to gain Bill's trust in advance to gain the upper hand in the next incident.

…

After the plane flew smoothly, Bill, who was sitting in the seat, couldn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt, passed through the flight attendant's small space, and hurriedly walked into the first-class bathroom.

He took out the tape on his body and skillfully taped the smoke alarm device in the bathroom, then turned down the toilet seat and placed the cigarettes, lighters, firearms and police badges on the sink.

Finally, I sat on the toilet and lit a Pilsner cigarette with a lighter, took a greedy puff, and enjoyed the puff-like pleasure.

But just as he was enjoying his private space, there was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, and a man's voice came in from outside.

"Agent Bill, are you comfortable smoking inside?"

Bill frowned, who would be so blind that he would come to trouble him?

Not many people knew that he smoked in the bathroom. Except for the flight attendant Nancy who he often met on the plane, only his colleague Agent Jack.

Could it be that he was looking for someone to play a prank on him?

Just because he can fly first class, can he only fly economy class?

This guy Jack is really petty.

Bill had no choice but to take a deep drag on the cigarette until the butt reached the root. Then he reluctantly threw it into the toilet and pressed the suction switch to smoke it away.

Then he slowly put the things on the sink again, and then opened the bathroom door with an angry look on his face.

But the person standing outside the door really surprised him.

This was a young man he had seen in the bathroom in the terminal. At this time, the stewardess Nancy was explaining to him anxiously that this was a bathroom exclusively for first class, and at the same time explained tactfully that passengers in economy class had their own bathroom.

But Duwei didn't pay attention to what Nancy was saying. He just took out the Oman Air platinum card and handed it to Nancy.

After Nancy confirmed the authenticity of the platinum card in her hand, a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Not many platinum card customers would choose to fly economy class.

But no matter what, the appearance of the platinum card at least proves that the person in front of him is a noble customer of their airline, so he can use that bathroom if he wants to.

As a flight attendant, she really has no right to interfere.

Therefore, Nancy could only show a professional smile, stiffly apologize and leave, leaving Bill and Duwei face to face alone.

After Nancy left, Bill put his hand on the bathroom door frame and looked at Duwei again and said:

"Tell me, who hired you?"

Du Wei shook his head:

"Did you think it was Agent Jack playing a prank on you?

No, it’s not that, I got it on my own.”

Bill was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Duwei to directly guess what he was thinking.

But since this guy knows that he also knows Jack, it's not as simple as it seems.

They are aerial agents who hide their identities.

The only person on this flight who knew their identities was Nancy, the flight attendant.

So although Bill's face remained calm, he was secretly alert, his hand was in a position where he could quickly draw the gun, and even his eyes became more scrutinizing.

"what do you want?"

Seeing Bill's sudden change in momentum, Du Wei understood that he was treating him as an imaginary enemy.

He smiled softly and continued:

"What I want is the same as you, so that this plane can land smoothly at New York International Airport in 14 hours.

So you need to know some basic information about this plane, such as that your partner, Agent Jack, is involved in drug trafficking.

The compensation he can earn in one flight is much more than your salary in ten years.

Of course, I am not the only one who knows this, but also the terrorists who want to destroy this plane, so..."

Duwei stopped mid-sentence because he saw Bill's face.

It was the look of someone looking at a madman.

Seeing Duwei stop talking, Bill didn't want to listen to those crazy words anymore. He could be sure that the person in front of him didn't have any major problems except his brain.

"Listen, I don't know what rumors you heard or what pictures you imagined.

But I can be sure that Agent Jack, who swore an oath under the flag with me, is a dedicated agent except that he is not broad-minded.

If, as you say, his one flight is more than our salary in ten years, then I'm afraid he has achieved financial freedom long ago and no longer needs to be an aerial agent.

Because our number of flights in a month peaked at more than 20 times.

So guess what Agent Jack is still on this plane for?

If you really have evidence that Agent Jack committed a crime, then I suggest you report him to the Ministry of Internal Affairs instead of blocking the bathroom door and telling me about it.

Oh, maybe you can also report me to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for smoking on the plane. I don’t mind this, so don’t use it to threaten me.”

After speaking, Bill tried to push the thin Duwei away and walked out, but he was surprised to find that his shoulder seemed to hit a steel wall.

Although he is not young, he is not as young as Du Wei, right?

When Bill, who did not believe in evil, mustered up his strength and tried to hit him again, Duwei quietly got out of the way, causing Bill to almost stumble and fall.

Bill turned back and glanced at Duwei, and said with a hint of warning:

"By the way, I can be sure that this plane is safe, because I am here and no one can do anything under my nose!"

Looking at Bill who was about to walk away, Duwei slightly raised his voice just enough for him to hear him and said:

"Agent Bill, if something happens that you don't understand, please come to me in Economy Class 6b."

Bill paused slightly and didn't take these words to heart. Now he just felt that Du Wei's mind was a little abnormal.

Bill, who returned to his seat, glanced at the teasing laughter coming from the thin quilt behind him and curled his lips in disdain.

If he remembered correctly, sitting behind him were a graceful young woman and an old man with silver hair.

Now the two of them were piled under the quilt. It seemed that the old guy who was always getting stronger had taken the little blue pill.

Bill shook his head and adjusted his sitting position. After yawning, Bill was about to take the earplugs to isolate the sound and help him sleep, when his cell phone suddenly made a ding sound.

This made Bill stop immediately when he went to get the earplugs.

You must know that his mobile phone is connected to the secure network on the plane, and communication can only be done with devices that are also on the secure network.

And now, my phone rang when I shouldn't have received a text message.

Everything about this is weird.

Thinking of Du Wei's inexplicable words just now, Bill took out his cell phone in his pocket and checked it.

Above is a strange text message.

【Are you ready to do your duty? Air Agent.】

Seeing this text message, Bill thought to himself that he had encountered enough lunatics today.

It wasn't Agent Jack's prank last time, but it might not be this time.

After all, a secure network is not something that ordinary people can connect to, and it requires a considerable degree of hacking skills.

The security department has not issued any intrusion prompts at this time.

Bill, who wanted to leave it alone, once again thought about Duwei saying there were terrorists on the plane. After thinking about it, he picked up his phone and replied a text message.

【Who are you?】

Soon, he got a new reply.

【One of your passengers.】

Bill raised his head and looked around. There were not many people awake now, but no one in the first class was playing with their mobile phones, which meant that this guy must be in the economy class!

And Jack is also in economy class!

Thinking of this, Bill tentatively replied:

[Okay, I know it’s you Jack, don’t play tricks. This journey is still long, and I don’t have your good spirit.]

The mysterious man did not answer his temptation directly, but instead made a strange request.

[Haha, I suggest you set your watch to a 20-minute timer reminder. 】

【Why?】

[Because every twenty minutes I kill a passenger on this plane.]

After seeing these words, Bill fell asleep instantly. He stood up and looked behind him, only to see the young girl who was applying lipstick and the old man who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Bill understood that this matter had nothing to do with them. He opened the curtain, came to the economy class and looked into the distance.

The first thing he saw was Du Wei waving to him.

Could it be him?

Bill's expression became serious, and he strode directly to Duwei's seat and said in a low voice:

"This is no fun!"

Du Wei smiled and said nothing, but pointed to the mobile phone in his hand.

Because the phone screen lit up again, there was obviously a new text message.

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