The Midnight Owl

Business class.

When the person who first discovered the bomb screamed, Wu Sheng rushed all the way from the first class into the economy class. Although he passed through the business class, he didn't take a look. The second visit after this division of labor was the first time in the real sense that he entered the business class.

What a prosperous scene this is.

The visor is fully open, and the entire cabin is translucent like an office area surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass. Not to mention Jin Xin, a total of fifteen passengers here are all busy in their seats, or tapping the notebook, or holding the iPad, or conscientiously concentrating, or muttering to meditate, rushing keyboard strikes and only the same way The fireworks of inspiration that exploded from time to time in the cabin of the aircraft were interwoven into a pragmatic, efficient and thriving large-scale struggle scene.

Wu Sheng stood at the door of the business class, and there was a feeling-who can get his notebook? He also wanted to start work!

Fortunately, Wu was still able to distinguish between the primary and the secondary, thinking about it, but after taking a deep breath, it was still difficult to suppress the blood boiling for the cause and move forward.

The aisle in Business Class is more spacious and easier to walk than in Economy Class, with four seats in each row, about two or two columns. No one noticed that there was an "outsider" here, and everyone who had no idea was busy.

According to Kuang Jinxin, the names of the people here are in order, starting from Zheng Qi, Feng Jiu, Chen Yiling, Chu Yiyi, Wei Yiyi ... all the way to He Eryi, Lu Eryi, The only skipped eighth position was occupied by him.

This is very similar to the situation of Xu Wang's reaction-before the bomb crisis, he had talked with five people, whose names were Yin 100, Mu 98, He 97, Huang 96, Ping 95, and skipped nine. Nine, it is his own seat.

If there is no accident, Wu Sheng believes that those passengers who have not communicated with each other, the first name should also follow the format of the surname serial number, which is the serial number starting from the first class and arranged in sequence. The surname is probably the name of the family. order.

Zhao Qiansun Li, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang, Feng Chen Chu Wei, Jiang Shen Han Yang ... Until Mu Xiaoyin, it happened to be the top one hundred surnames. Wu Sheng had memorized it when he was in high school, and he still remembers it clearly.

He once suspected that the password is related to the name of the passenger, but looking at the current situation, even if it is really related, each person is wearing an Arabic number between 1-100. It is impossible to figure out the connection in his head out of thin air. You have to follow the cheat sheet-mouth diligent.

With limited time, Wu Sheng adopted the "one-to-many" and "chat-by-row" strategies. As a result, I just caught up with the first row, and I understood why Kang Jinxin had talked about the entire business class all the time, but hadn't got any. Valid information.

"Are you a friend of small conditions?"

"That kid is so likable and knows a lot!"

"Yes, after listening to him, I want to drink tea a little bit."

After exchanging the names, I started to talk about tea—what classmates are “chatting” with people is clearly a unilateral “mission”!

But it's not a bit of a benefit. At least the three ladies in this row have been chatted into "sister powder", which has saved Wu Sheng's "near hard work" a lot.

While there was a group chat, Wu Sheng was carefully observing the three people in the first row.

Sitting by the window is Zheng Qi, dressed casually, with documents in his notebook, like writing an article.

The seat next to her is Kuang Jinxin.

Feng Jiu is next to the aisle. On the illuminated Ipad is a pile of histogram and pie chart analysis data.

Chen Yiling, by the window next to her, corrects and scribbles on the Surface with a stylus.

Writer, marketing, teacher.

Wu Sheng had a clear judgment of the three people's career almost instantly.

Occupation does not let them dispel suspicions, but it can allow "inquiries" to have a more targeted direction. Wu Sheng raised the corner of his mouth. This is a small movement when he is proud or has a chest in his chest. Normally, this means that he has everything under control.

Question three combos!

"I wanted to be a writer since I was a child, but unfortunately, I later abandoned my essays, and can you talk to me about the articles you wrote?"

"Coincidentally, I am now in the market, and we are peers."

"It's hard to be a teacher, what do you teach?"

What is efficiency, he can complete three lines in parallel within three minutes, and it can be compressed within one minute. This is strength!

Questions like continuity did not bore the three ladies, on the contrary, they answered happily--

Zheng Qi: "I am not a writer, I am an experience teacher, this is the" first sense of heaven experience "I wrote."

Feng Jiu: "I'm in finance, you are in the market, where are your peers?"

Chen Yiling: "This is my son's composition. The school asks parents to help me see the changes ..."

As the saying goes, the steps are too big and it's easy to pull eggs.

Wu, who avoided all the correct answers perfectly, withdrew three lines, and sat down at Kang Jinxin's position for half a minute, gently patting his face, and then looked up again, is a wise young man.

"Experience teacher? I haven't heard it." He spoke twice, and his tone was as natural as someone who was beaten before.

"Actually, it should be called" the first experience teacher "," Zheng Qi smiled at him, "I only record the feeling of doing something for the first time. The first time to go to heaven, the first time to go to sea, the first time to take a train, the first time to ride Moto, eat king crab for the first time, drink mojito for the first time, fall in love for the first time, kiss for the first time, go for the first time ... "

"OK!" Wu Sheng interrupted in time. As a list of male students, it was already sad to be thrown into such a level inexplicably. He didn't want to be dogged by NPCs. "So this is your first flight? "

"Well, I have been a little scared before. Although I always say that the plane is the safest means of transportation, but I really want to spread things, then I have to escape 100%."

"But you are still here."

"Since being an experience teacher, there must always be a little professional ethics, and I hope to give some beneficial experience to friends who are afraid of flying like me."

Zheng Qi's expression and attitude are very natural when he speaks, at least Wu Sheng can't find any flaws.

He was sitting at Kuang Jinxin's position. In fact, even if Zheng Qi was at the same table, he could see the text on Zheng Qi's notebook.

[... Unlike the imagination, if you close your eyes, there will be no real sense of flying in the sky. Before the flight, I was afraid of "thrilling", but after the flight, I suddenly felt that it would be nice if something really happened. For friends who really want to experience the feeling of flying, including myself, maybe]

The cursor flashed behind the word "maybe". Wu Sheng couldn't guess what Zheng Qi wanted to enter.

But the phrase "What's really going on is fine" is too suspicious.

In the past of one minute and one second, this is the first person in business class. He took too long. Thinking about this, Wu Sheng simply raised his hand and tapped the cursor position, and asked directly: "Maybe what?"

There was unabashed suspicion in his voice.

If Zheng Qi was so angry and furious, and showdown completely, it would be better.

However, contrary to his expectations, Zheng Qi not only was not angry, but instead he was frowning, and the excitement of "I'll wait for you to ask" was filled with eyes, and the full of joyful light reflected her entire face.

"Dangdang Dangdang--" She took out a big bag from under the seat with accompaniment, and held it like a treasure to Wu Sheng, and could not wait to ask, "What do you guess?"

"Landing ... Umbrella?" Wu Sheng played this while in the United States, but who would parachute on a passenger plane in flight? Even with the current altitude and air pressure, even the hatch can't be opened!

He was stunned on the other side, and Zheng Qi had already pressed the call bell.

The stewardess quickly came over and smiled warmly: "Hello, what help is needed?"

Zheng Qi had already carried his umbrella bag on his back, and said seriously: "Trouble opening the window, I want to parachute."

The stewardess blinked stunned for the first time in his life.

Wu Sheng finally reacted and tried to make a smile: "Don't joke ..."

Zheng Qi tilted his head and frowned at him: "I'm not kidding. I said that I am an experience teacher. I want to devote my limited life to an infinite experience. I have experienced it by plane. Now I want to fly.

Wu Sheng: "..."

Xu Wang, old money, small situation, do you have any good suggestions for coping with neuropathy? Anxious, wait online!

"Cut, don't give it away, I'll do it myself." Zheng Qi bent down and digged under the seat again. After a while, he had a radio drill in his hand.

Wu Sheng was dumbfounded, is this a space underneath this seat! ! !

"Have you ever heard of it?" Zheng Qi, holding the electric drill, suddenly turned around and asked.

Wu Sheng's conditioned reflex: "Cut the wall to borrow light?"

Zheng Qi smiled: "Cut the wall and break the window."

[If you find that the signs are wrong, hurry up and end the conversation, do n’t miss it-]

There was a sincere reminder resounding in my ears, he did not know to cherish! ! !

"Zizzi--"

The drill bit is in close contact with the machine window, making a "passionate" sound.

Wu Sheng grabbed the opponent's wrist, regardless of whether the gentleman was a gentleman or not. He snatched the electric drill, turned it off, and was shocked with cold sweat.

Zheng Qiyi was dissatisfied, and just about to speak, Wu Sheng took a step faster than her: "Your experience is not comprehensive at all!"

After hearing this, she was stunned and didn't go to grab the electric drill. She choked back directly: "Why do you say that!"

You can insult my character, but you can't insult my work-aspiring young people are all wrong. Wu Sheng doesn't need to understand Zheng Qi, he just needs to know himself.

"You only have perceptual experience, but no theoretical support," Wu Sheng handed the electric drill to the flight attendant, let her receive a safe place, and went back to continue, "You said that the flight experience of the plane is not good, what's wrong? The air pressure, temperature, meals, and the impact of confined spaces on human physiology and psychology will all be related to the final flight experience. Do you have any of these? "

Zheng Qi: "I ..."

Wu Sheng: "How high is the plane now? 7,000 to 12,000 kilometers. You parachute from this height and you become an ice corpse. What is the air pressure in the cabin now? A standard atmospheric pressure is 101.325 kPa, which is equivalent to You can use the formula to calculate the air pressure at about two thousand meters above sea level. I have to remind you that you must add my joint signature to your experience.

Zheng Qi: "You ..."

Wu Sheng: "Remember, everyone can have feelings, and anyone who writes two sentences can be called" experience ". If you want to stand out, good data support is your core competitiveness." He patted her shoulder, "write it." , Write it and call me, let's study the problem of digging a wall and breaking a window. "

Zheng Qi closed his mouth without any refutation.

After a long, silent silence, she thoroughly insulted her head, quickly removed her umbrella bag, and plunged her head into her notebook.

Wu Sheng let out a long sigh of relief. At the critical moment, he had to rely on knowledge.

"The little situation is cute, you are smart." There was a soft humor from the aisle.

Wu Sheng turned to look at the past, it was Feng Jiu.

Send away Zheng experience and come to Feng accounting again.

She has a professional skirt, chic and smart, light makeup, good facial features, simple hair to pick up, and not messy because of the opportunity.

"She's going to cut glass, and I won't be alive anymore, my life will be gone." Wu Sheng will not go around the bend anymore, and speak simply and directly. He found out that this group of travelers didn't even follow the routines, and even some people were about to parachute next to him. This guy was still watching the fun. He had to politely follow social etiquette, and he would die if he was not exhausted.

"Not her." Feng Jiu murmured suddenly.

Wu Sheng thought he had heard it wrong and asked again: "What are you talking about?"

Feng Jiu smiled, this time it was complete and clear: "I said it wasn't her who dropped the bomb."

Wu Sheng's nerves tightened in an instant: "Do you know who it is?"

Feng Jiu shook his head again, picked up the goblet beside IPAD, and took a sip.

"I don't know," she said, "but I don't think the murderer is her."

Wu Sheng frowned: "Do you think?"

"Yeah, I think," Feng Jiu smiled at him with amorous manners, "You have to believe the intuition of women."

Wu Sheng: "..."

He now doubts the world = _ =

"By the way, how old are you looking at me?" Feng Jiu suddenly asked.

Wu Sheng was inexplicable, and after seeing her for a while, he was not polite, to be honest: "Thirty-seven, eight."

Feng Jiu smiled wider, and the red liquid in the goblet shook gently with her smile.

"Your mouth is so sweet," she said with an endless smile, her voice was very low, very light, and even her entire body was turned sideways in the direction of Wu Sheng, like the next big secret, "My six Ten. "

Fortunately, there was an aisle.

Wu Sheng didn't move and swallowed hard.

"Want to know how I maintained it?"

"No, thank you."

Not only women have instincts, but men too.

For example, now, intuition tells Wu Sheng-please interrupt this dangerous topic!

Feng Jiu was not happy to mutter his mouth, sit back again, and continue to taste wine-if the bright red liquid in that glass is really wine.

Wu Sheng crossed her and looked at Chen Yiling.

The parent is still concentrating on changing the composition for the child, which is simply the cutest person in this row.

In the next three minutes, Wu Sheng tried to make Xu Wang upper body, his feet kept moving, his speech was as fast as lightning, and he passed the business class with a thunderous speed-

Chu Yiyi: "Do you want to listen to my singing?"

Wu Sheng: "Not really!"

Wei Yi Er: "Why carry test tubes with me? I am a chemistry teacher. A student asked me if I could conduct a high concentration of harmless gas generation test in a closed cabin. Will it affect the oxygen distribution and consumption in the cabin? Just giving a conclusion is not enough. As a teacher, you must come up with a scientific experimental process ... "

Wu Sheng: "The test tube was confiscated, you can sit down honestly with me!"

Jiang Yisan: "Hush, be quiet, otherwise my daughter-in-law will find that I have also got on the plane."

Wu Sheng: "Why should you hide her?"

Jiang Yisan: "I don't want to change my son's composition."

Wu Sheng: "..."

Jiang Yisan: "You are right, my daughter-in-law is Chen Yiling, in fact we ..."

Wu Sheng: "I didn't say anything, thank you."

Shen Yisi: "Uncle, did the bombs and bombs really disassemble ... I'm so scared to whine ..."

Wu Sheng: "Really, the captain has broadcast, do you believe in uncle, don't you believe in the captain?"

Shen Yisi: "Well, I believe! Uncle, I want to eat sugar."

Wu Sheng: "Uh, uncle didn't ..."

Shen Yisi: "Woo woo woo--"

Wu Sheng: "..."

Finally, a mint candy came from the flight attendant's suit to appease the bear child. Wu Sheng stood in the aisle, leaning on the side of the chair, exhausted.

He withdrew his preface.

Kuang Jinxin, who is guarding Gao Shuai's skinny white, Kuang Jinxin who holds a small paper in the business class but asks nothing, Kang Jinxin who only cares about "talking about tea" is not dull, but a true darling of fate !

"Hey, buddy." Someone behind him patted his shoulder.

Wu Sheng didn't even have the strength to look back, and waved his hand: "Whether you are fifteen, sixteen, seventy eight, wait for me to breathe."

The person behind didn't leave, instead he approached him and whispered: "I know who is the bomb murderer."

Wu Sheng took a breath and suddenly turned back, facing the last smirk.

A twenty-seven or eight-year-old young man with a sweater, sweatpants, hands in his pockets, and handsome facial features is handsome, which is a bit of an eyebrow.

"Xu XX." The other party reached out.

"Wu Sheng." He returned to me.

"I know," Xu 2020 shrugged. "Just listened to your introduction several times just now."

Wu Sheng didn't make unnecessary talks with him, and directly pulled people to the junction of business class and economy class, both sides were far away, and then came straight to the point: "Do you know who is the murderer?"

Xu 2020 shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't only know who is the bomb murderer, I also know that the bomb hasn't been lifted at all. The just broadcast is just a blind eye," he slowly raised his finger as he watched the corner of his mouth Shake gently, "You guys are too pediatric. It's okay to deceive others, trying to hide me, it's hard."

Wu Sheng didn't say a word, so he only looked at him. He always felt that he had seen this kind of beating, and he saw it often, frequently, and was very familiar.

"That kid," Xu 20 suddenly lowered his voice and glanced at Shen Yisi, who was eating mint happily not far away, word by word, very sure, "He is a bomb murderer."

Wu Sheng: "... he is only six years old."

Xu 20: "When Washington is so big, it has already cut down cherry trees."

Wu Sheng: "That story is fake."

Xu 2020: "Edison also used a mirror to help his mother to successfully perform appendicitis surgery."

Wu Sheng: "That story is also fabricated."

Xu 2020: "Luo Bin Wang is seven years old and Yong Ge, Cao Chong is five or six years old. Is this always true?"

Wu Sheng: "In order to convict a bear child, are you planning to evacuate the ancient and modern Chinese and foreign prodigy?"

Xu 2020 was speechless and looked at him dully for a long while. He gritted his teeth: "I don't have direct evidence, but it's suspicious enough to fly on a plane by a six-year-old kid!"

This time, Xu 20's argument finally had such a force.

Wu Sheng glanced at Shen Yisi, head of Watermelon Taro, and his reason and emotions began to fight: "Is he really flying alone?"

"You have just talked to several people, without his parents," Xu 20 said, "If you don't believe you, you will talk to the rest of the people, and there must be no guardians." He simply said, "I have asked the stewardess, and he boarded the plane by himself. It's too suspicious. I already smell the crime."

Wu Sheng's mind is very clear. All the people who have asked, said, one by one, sentence by sentence, clearly listed in his mind. But my heart was a little chaotic, and I was not sure if I should reason in such a brutal direction.

If Shen Yisi is a murderer.

By the way, he wants to force a password to a child? !!

"Bud--"

"Bump-"

"Click-"

"Ahhhhhh—"

The unexpected movement came from the first-class cabin.

The first class and business class of this plane are not simply separated by curtains, but are separated by a layer of plastic white sliding door, which is closed, and you can't see what is going on inside.

But those sounds broke through the door panels and hit the ears of every business class passenger.

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, the sound of people falling, the sound of some objects falling over, the screams of women, the shouting of men-even if Wu Sheng is standing at the junction of business class and economy class, away from the first class There was a distance from the door, and it was still clear.

With a click, the door was pulled open vigorously. A tall figure came out from the inside in a galloping fashion, and then quickly turned back and suddenly pulled on the door, and then strode Meteor towards Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng watched Qian Ai rushing towards himself wonderingly, and was also relieved when he was puzzled. It was a kind of warmth and steadfastness to meet partners in the no man's land.

Although I know that the first class is certainly not too flat, but after all, there are few people. From an absolute value point of view, there are fewer right and wrong, so Wu Sheng feels that he is still eligible to complain: "Old money, I tell you, there are a lot of gods here. Now, we are beginning to suspect a preschooler. When first classifying, we should choose first class ... "

During the speech, Qian Ai had rushed in front of him, and received all his bitter water, so he did not hesitate to grab his partner's hands: "Then I will change with you now."

Wu Sheng did not respond for a while: "Huh?"

Qian Ai looked at him brightly: "Will you tame the beast?"

Wu Sheng was even more embarrassed: "Ah?"

"boom--"

The sliding door opened again, but this time it was not opened, it was broken.

A mighty lion jumped over the back of the Kang Jinxin seat, looking arrogantly around the entire business class, and finally gave a roar that shook the forest to deter the grassland!

Xu 2020 recovered first, screamed "What the hell-" and turned to escape to economy class.

After his reminder, the entire business class screamed, and passengers jumped up and ran away, and fled in a blink of an eye!

The lion king didn't seem to care about them at all, only to stare at the remaining Wu Sheng and Qian Ai, saying that the staring was also inappropriate, because the eyes of the other male lions were half-eyed, revealing the world's momentum.

Uh, if it doesn't have a "reliance" on its neck, an "open" on its body, and no "ah" on its tail.

Wu Sheng: "Old money, I need an explanation."

Qian Ai: "Chat, just chat it out ..."

Wu Sheng: "What about this look?"

Qian Ai: "Zizhu, the word."

Wu Sheng: "?"

Qian Ai: "Fuck, get away, ah. My journey."

Wu Sheng: "Then you are calm."

Qian Ai: "The 'Help', 'Don't find me', 'I'm not cheating on me', 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh't shouted in the middle, it was all broken away by it."

Wu Sheng: "..."