Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 426 - 201: Another Hijacker

"Ah——!"

"Someone’s fighting!"

A few nearby passengers exclaimed, and in an instant, the eyes of everyone in the cabin were drawn over.

Gu Ji knew he didn’t have much time left, and quickly focused on the screen.

Quette Blanchard (Holy Master Prayer Group), M26 grenades *300, M72A7 rocket launchers *50, transaction amount: 10.75BTC, remittance address ERC20;

Glenda Gordon (Black and Cyan Gang), killer robots *30, transaction amount: 123.4 carats of blue sapphire;

Zamis Brad (Sinaloa Drug Cartel), suicide drones *30, high-frequency microwave radiators *10, transaction amount: 879,000 US Dollars, remittance address OSA offshore account...

"Why does the content of this form seem so familiar?"

Gu Ji raised an eyebrow, instantly recalling the document content he saw on the mysterious computer of the taxi driver in the bomb checkpoint. He had later seen the news; this should be the secret ledger of the illegal arms dealer Kilika, recording every illegal arms transaction, sources, dealers, amounts, accounts, etc.

But hadn’t this case already been exposed due to Marine Corps Colonel Sauva’s crimes and transferred separately to the Federal Court and the Naval Criminal Investigative Service?

It turns out Riddle is connected to the arms dealer Kilika.

No wonder this guy knows the Drug Trafficking Group so well; he might be an accountant or lawyer. After Kilika was assassinated by the bomber group, he secretly took a backup ledger and fled the company, thus avoiding capture by the FBI.

Reasoning this way, the probability of Riddle being the hijacker actually decreases.

"Sir, please stop immediately! What on earth is happening!"

Seeing the fight occurring, the purser Betty immediately abandoned the Middle Eastern curly-haired man and stood up, followed by the bald-headed air marshal.

Riddle immediately changed his expression or perhaps wanted to take this chance to use the crew to protect himself, pointing at Gu Ji and trying to shout. However, due to his dislocated jaw, any attempt to speak resulted in pain contorting his features, rendering him speechless.

A passenger aware of the situation stepped up:

"Purser, he suddenly walked over and asked this gentleman some questions, then abruptly snatched his computer and started hitting people!"

"Sir, according to the International Civil Aviation Air Safety Security Regulations, you are now suspected of endangering flight safety through violence. I will now lawfully detain you, please cooperate!"

With clear evidence, the bald-headed air marshal immediately retrieved handcuffs from behind, ready to take coercive measures against Gu Ji.

Perhaps worried about Gu Ji’s muscular build, his right hand remained on his gun grip, ready to draw it without hesitation should there be any movement.

The situation was urgent at the time, and Gu Ji instinctively countered without realizing he hadn’t held back.

Seeing the blonde flight attendant hurriedly approaching Betty with US Dollars in hand, he instantly had an idea, raised the computer, and shouted:

"Officer, I attacked him for a reason. I discovered this person and the man in sunglasses sitting in the front of the economy class were acting very suspiciously. After some questioning and snatching the computer, I found out these two are criminals, likely conspiring to hijack the plane!"

"Ah..."

This statement frightened the blonde flight attendant, causing her to falter and fall to the ground, the US Dollar bills in her hand slipping out, landing right at Gu Ji’s feet.

The air marshal, Betty, and Gu Ji instinctively looked down.

On them, it was clearly written:

"Have the plane immediately turn towards Mazatlan Airport in Sinaloa, or I’ll detonate the poison gas grenade in my hands!"