Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 428 - 202: Third Party_2

But at this moment, Bolton would definitely call the captain back.

Because another hidden hijacker would sabotage the radio system at this time!

Gu Ji couldn’t afford to care about the captain; he hurried to the partition between the cabins, his eyes scanning swiftly like lightning over all handheld objects in the fore and aft cabins, or passengers digging through their pockets and backpacks, finally focusing on the three restrooms at the ends.

Click.

The restroom doors at both ends opened almost simultaneously, with some scared passengers still trying to squeeze inside.

Only to see, a little girl was pulled out from the business class, while from the rear of the cabin emerged a slightly chubby brown-haired lady in a yellow jumpsuit and sunglasses.

Gu Ji’s expression changed from astonished to shocked, from gloomy to furious, his previously aged features becoming increasingly fierce.

That’s right, the lady was the one sitting next to Gu Ji, the same person who reminded him every time at the beginning of a checkpoint about the flight attendants serving meals!

And the reason he couldn’t suppress his inner anger.

Was because Gu Ji suddenly recalled the first cycle when the plane was spiraling out of control, with everyone in the cabin pulling out their phones to leave final messages to their parents, lovers, and children, including this lady in sunglasses, crying her heart out at the child on her phone’s wallpaper.

If he remembered correctly...

No, he couldn’t have remembered wrong!!

The boy on the sunglass lady’s phone wallpaper was the blonde drug dealer responsible for translating who shot him in the second cycle!!

No wonder he felt he had seen him somewhere before.

It’s just that Gu Ji still found it hard to believe until now that another hijacker turned out to be a lady who seemed utterly harmless, but he had heard Mr. Zhou from the anti-drug team talk about various real-life cases where drug dealers used children and pregnant women to conceal or transport drugs. Even various terrorist organizations in the Middle East and Africa loved using women or the elderly as human bombs to attack government troops.

The weak, elderly, sick, and disabled always have the strongest ability to confuse!

Gu Ji turned back to look at the bald air marshal and Sara, who held a VX nerve agent, the madness in his eyes quickly restrained.

He thought now wasn’t the right time to act.

On one hand, Gu Ji didn’t have a firearm and couldn’t kill two hijackers simultaneously in the shortest possible time. If he dealt with one, the accomplice might get agitated and prematurely detonate the gas bomb, and everyone on the plane would still die.

On the other hand, his current identity was already quite sensitive, and the bald air marshal’s eyes occasionally fell on him, indicating that he still hadn’t dispelled the police’s suspicion.

If he did something out of line, he might be shot on the spot.

Since he had already uncovered the identities, lying in wait was the most prudent plan.

Another aspect that worried him was Riddle’s relationship with the captain.

What secrets were both parties hiding, was the captain’s murder related to this? Was there another hidden force within the cabin? Their numbers? Equipment? True intentions? Was the engine failure man-made or a natural occurrence... all these questions!

"Uncovering one group after another? Hahaha... Bah! The last thing I’m afraid of is terrorists!"

Gu Ji cursed, his glare coldly fixed on the anomalies around him.

The sunglasses lady still pretended to be unaware, asking around what happened before she shrieked and hid at the back after someone explained.

In the economy class, Betty and the short-haired male attendant corrected Riddle’s jaw, and this guy finally managed to speak, immediately pleading and explaining to her, "Officer, I’m really not with the terrorists, I’m just a reporter for a newspaper, usually responsible for undercover investigations on some criminal gangs’ secret news..."

What a liar, effortlessly spouting nonsense!

Gu Ji couldn’t help but be curious about Riddle’s real job.

The bald air marshal seemed to think Riddle was unlikely a terrorist because he was pathetically timid. On the contrary, this muscular man before him was very suspicious, so he patted Gu Ji on the shoulder: "My name is Buddy Rooney, and you are..."

"Yasen."

"To be honest, Mr. Yassen, how did you identify that these two people were problematic?"

"To be honest, I used to be a paratrooper, so I have a bit of observational skill. From the moment I boarded, I felt those two were fishy, that sunglasses man went to the restroom once and then kept his hand in his pocket, constantly watching the cabin passengers, definitely up to no good..."

Gu Ji was accustomed to lying and took the opportunity to clarify his stance, laying the groundwork for his subsequent actions.

Upon hearing he was once in the military, Rooney’s expression quickly softened, and he whispered in his ear, "That’s great, Mr. Yassen, to be honest with you, I’m currently the only air marshal on this plane; for the safety of the passengers, I may need your assistance!"

"No problem." Gu Ji nodded, secretly glancing at the sunglasses man and the sunglasses lady, "However, Sinaloa State is the territory of the Drug Trafficking Group. The true identity and intentions of the terrorists..."

He summed up and briefly reiterated all information from the second cycle.

Upon knowing the truth, Rooney tensed up all over, knowing full well that if this was all real, landing the plane would be a dead end.

"No, I must immediately notify the captain; we must not land in Sinaloa State..."

"That’s not the main focus."

The main plot couldn’t be changed, and Gu Ji expressed this intent actually to prepare Rooney in advance. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The TSA, United States Federal Transportation Security Administration, was established after the 9/11 incident, specially targeting airport counter-terrorism fields, so the strength of federal air marshals is not weak, roughly equivalent to the level of FBI SWAT.

With such a competent officer in hand, Gu Ji could handle the subsequent events much more smoothly.

"I believe the drug traffickers would have considered this point early in their plan; perhaps they have already sabotaged the plane’s communication methods with the ground, otherwise, if the crew contacts the ground military police in advance, it will be tough for the drug traffickers to hijack the entire plane."

"What you’re saying makes sense..."

Rooney had just started speaking when another seat belt reminder sounded from the cabin, followed by the captain’s announcement.

Betty quickly rushed over from the economy class, glanced back and forth, and swiftly walked to the cockpit to pick up the phone.

Upon returning, she indeed brought news of communication and radar failure, but to avoid panic, externally claimed the plane encountered turbulent airflow, urging passengers to fasten their seatbelts.

With preparation, this time the crew members and Mr. Rooney had already taken their seats in advance.

Due to forewarning Sunglasses Man Sara in this cycle, to avoid further agitating the miscreants and to be the first to rush into the cockpit, Gu Ji also chose to stay in the business class, replacing Betty in the safety seat.

Three, two, one!

Buzz —!

The nosedive and descent came as scheduled.

Amid panic and screams, chaos erupted again in the rear economy cabin, possibly because that Middle Eastern curly-haired guy got out of his seat again.

Much to their disbelief, even though Gu Ji had issued warnings in advance, Mr. Rooney still resolutely unbuckled his seatbelt and attempted to take a look in the economy class.

"Mr. Rooney!!"

"Ah—!"

Gu Ji shouted, but it was too late. Rooney’s body was swept upside to the ceiling, snapping his neck, and then slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Damn!" Gu Ji couldn’t help but swear, the hard-won teammate just lost like that.

Seizing the moment when the plane was leveling up, he quickly unfastened his seatbelt, intentionally sliding to the edge of Rooney’s body, swiftly reaching for the pistol at his waist, then gripping a seat leg to crawl up inch by inch, directly charging toward the cockpit door.

"Sir! Please return to your seat immediately; it’s unsafe like this..."

The black-haired flight attendant in business class was about to remind him, but in the next second, Gu Ji unexpectedly pressed the cockpit password, directly rushed in, "How can it be..."

Rustle!

Upon entering the cockpit, not waiting for Bolton to speak.

Under his wide-eyed gaze, Gu Ji plopped into the co-pilot seat, gripping the yoke and forcefully pulling it back, "Watch the engine thrust!!"