Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 427 - 202: The Third Party
It felt as if time stopped in that second. Betty and the air marshal were on edge, their hearts pounding in their throats. They could even clearly hear each other’s heartbeats.
The passengers all showed anxious expressions. They couldn’t see what was written on the US Dollar, and could only sit restlessly, craning their necks, trying to judge the truth of Gu Ji’s words from the expressions of the crew and police officers.
In fact.
Gu Ji’s words were completely illogical.
Because there was no evidence of the crimes of the man in sunglasses in the computer.
He wasn’t trying to exemplify anything; he was just attempting to clear his name of the assault charge while observing the expressions of everyone on site to draw out the real accomplice of the hijacker.
Unexpectedly.
Riddle and the man in sunglasses, Sara, also looked clueless, their eyes filled with unfamiliarity and confusion, eventually all focusing on Gu Ji.
It seemed that Riddle’s suspicion could be completely cleared.
As for the other passengers, they were either panicked or surprised, and no one exchanged glances with the man in sunglasses, Sara.
This hijacker really had nerves of steel.
Gu Ji squinted his eyes.
At that moment, the fallen blonde stewardess repeatedly apologized and nervously picked up the US Dollar from under his feet, breaking the deadlock. The bald air marshal swallowed, keeping a wary eye on Riddle and the man in sunglasses while preparing to take the computer from Gu Ji’s hands.
Perhaps fearing things might go awry.
Sara suddenly stopped pretending, stood up from the seat, revealing the VX nerve agent hidden in his pants pocket, and shouted fiercely, "Have the captain agree to my demands immediately, or everyone will die!"
"Ah!!"
"That gentleman was telling the truth!"
"Run!!"
...
As in the second round, the passengers screamed and fled in panic once again.
The bald air marshal quickly drew his gun, aiming at Sara’s chest, "Drop the weapon and surrender immediately; you cannot escape this aircraft!"
"I, I..."
Riddle never expected there to actually be a terrorist. Seeing the police draw a gun, he was terrified, waving his hands in explanation, but couldn’t say a word.
In contrast, Sara, being a drug dealer, showed no fear of threats, even appearing more agitated, with trembling wrists, flushed face, and bulging veins on the forehead.
"Hehehe... I’ll say it one last time! Have the plane turn around immediately!! Don’t provoke me, throw the gun over, or I’ll release the poison gas!"
"Okay! Okay! Don’t get excited, I’ll get the captain over!"
Considering passenger safety, the bald air marshal was forced to yield, but he also understood the importance of controlling the weapon and didn’t throw the gun over. If the thug got hold of a gun, they’d be at his mercy, so he spread his hands and slowly holstered the gun at his waist, indicating that he wouldn’t shoot.
"Back off! Everyone back off!"
"Okay! I’ll back off!"
The bald air marshal gestured with his hands to calm down and actively pulled Gu Ji back to the business class partition.
As the instigator, Gu Ji, like a player in a next-gen console game, acted as a calm observer watching everything unfold.
Having experienced the second round, he had a basic understanding of the key characters and plot development.
Nothing major was going to happen on the plane.
This time, the man in sunglasses behaved more radically, probably because he exposed the hijacking plan ahead of time, and even brought out Riddle, an outsider, making the man uneasy.
Soon, the captain, hearing the commotion, hurried over from the cockpit, calming the passengers with one hand while negotiating with the terrorist, Sara, with composure.
The plot continued to follow the main storyline.
The captain agreed to Sara’s demand to turn the plane around, provided no passengers were harmed.
Just as he turned to return to the cockpit, the bald air marshal suddenly called out, dragging Gu Ji into business class, "Captain, this gentleman was the first to notice the suspicious activity of the terrorist. He also said that the passenger in the suit has issues, and the content in the computer is evidence!"
"Oh?"
The captain raised an eyebrow and looked through the business class curtain at Riddle, his pupils constricting. After taking the computer and discovering a spreadsheet of names, his eyelids twitched instinctively, pursing his lips, "The content here looks like an illegal transaction ledger, seemingly unrelated to the hijacking incident. Has he, like the man in sunglasses, made any demands?"
"His jaw is dislocated, so he can’t speak for now, but from his attitude and expression, he seems to deny it."
"Then get his jaw fixed. I’ll keep the computer for now. You keep an eye on them, Betty, take care of the passengers, and I’ll contact ground control to figure something out!"
No wonder he’s the captain; he quickly came up with a contingency plan with just a few words.
But Gu Ji noticed something was not quite right.
The captain’s expression!
Though he wasn’t an expert in micro-expressions or psychology, being a police officer with an enhanced Central Nervous System Attribute meant his observational skills and reactions were stronger than some veteran detectives.
He felt as if the captain knew Riddle or was familiar with the contents of the ledger!
This was quite intriguing!
Gu Ji initially thought this aviation crisis level involved only drug dealers and a plane crash, but didn’t expect another hidden case to emerge, "Captain..."
The captain stopped again.
But at this moment, the PA system in the cabin broadcasted the co-pilot Bolton’s voice, just like in the second round, calling the captain back to the cockpit.
"This is goddamn game mechanics!"
Gu Ji cursed the game system in his heart.
He originally intended to take the opportunity to subtly question the captain, gather some intelligence, and delay the captain’s return. This way, when the poison took effect, perhaps the captain would die outside the cockpit, preventing the plane from nosediving into an uncontrolled descent.
