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Everyone was taken aback by the sudden blue light. Qiao Ting didn't care about talking to Yang Jing, and quickly went to the porthole to look out, but found nothing.

"What's out there?"

"You saw it too, I thought it was my eyes!"

"Scare me, is it lightning?"

"This is the stratosphere, where does the lightning come from?"

Just as people in the cabin were discussing, the cabin broadcast suddenly rang: "Please keep quiet, the plane has just undergone technical adjustments, and the blue light is a normal phenomenon, so there is no need to worry."

The hostages immediately looked at each other in dismay, but thinking of Chen Xin's sci-fi personal armor, his explanation made sense.Qiao Ting frowned, she faintly felt that the flashing blue light was not as simple as Chen Xin said.

The voice on the radio continued: "Another thing to remind everyone. In another hour and a half, the plane will arrive at the destination airport. It may be in danger after landing. Please stay in your position and don't move around. Otherwise, accidents will happen. I am not responsible."

The cabin became quiet, and many people came to the porthole to look down. There was a blue sea below, and no one knew where the plane was now.

After Qiao Ting finished distributing the food in a hurry, she was greeted by Yang Jing and sat down beside the two of them.

The three briefly introduced each other, and Ling Wei knew that the girl in front of her was surnamed Qiao, and she was a staff member of the Chinese delegation participating in the Paris Air Show.

"By the way, Miss Qiao, besides you, are there any other hostages in the front cabin?"

Qiao Ting was a little strange. Out of female intuition, she vaguely felt that Ling Wei's attitude towards her was a little strange, but she didn't think much about it, and said, "No more, I'm alone."

Ling Wei breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "That's good."

Yang Jing asked curiously: "Sister Qiao, you said you were a staff member participating in the air show, were you on the plane when the hijacking happened a few days ago?"

Qiao Ting said sincerely, "No, I was on another flight."

Yang Jing asked again: "Then do you know those heroes who fought against hijacking?"

Qiao Ting said with a smile: "I'm just an ordinary employee of AVIC, how could I know them! Moreover, the upper management has issued a gag order, telling us not to talk nonsense in front of reporters."

"Oh!" Yang Jing showed disappointment on her face.

Ling Wei pursed her lips, she didn't know what to say, Qiao Ting obviously lied, but she saw Qiao Ting and Chen Xin talking happily at the air show with her own eyes.But in this way, she had some kind of speculation in her heart, maybe Chen Xin and Qiao Ting met on the plane that was hijacked before, and that's why they got so close.

Thinking about it this way, Ling Wei felt a lot more relieved.

………………

Paris France.

General Alfred is reporting the current situation to President Sakchi: "Mr. President, the Rafale fighter is still searching, and the search area has been expanded to a radius of 350 kilometers from the place where the A20 disappeared, but so far we have not found the plane. wreckage of..."

After a pause, General Alfred continued: "Should we disclose the news of the plane crash to the media?"

Sakeqi said: "Keep looking, wait until we find the wreckage of the plane and the news is confirmed! By the way, what happened to those terrorists?"

The Minister of the Interior, Claude Guyon, said: "They are still in a coma. The doctor said that these people have suffered high-intensity electric shocks before, and they have experienced low temperature and hypoxia at an altitude of [-] meters. Several people It's very likely that you won't be able to wake up... Even if you wake up, you may become—an idiot!"

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西撒哈拉，西经：10度06分22秒，北纬22度05分11秒。

An apparently modified off-road pickup was galloping across the desert, and the dust raised up covered the low shrubs along the way.

At this time, at the end of the runway of the abandoned airport, four pickup trucks were parked side by side, two of which were equipped with 12.7mm heavy machine guns, and more than [-] militants were holding weapons, scattered scattered around.

A shirtless brown man with a black skull tattooed on his chest stood on the roof of the pickup truck, observing the dust in the distance through the binoculars. Soon, he put down the binoculars and looked down at a leader with a bald head The strong man said: "Marcus, they are here."

The bald man waved his hand and shouted, "Guys, cheer me up!"

clack clack-

The militants pulled the bolts one after another and stood behind the bald man.

On the body of the pickup truck, the militants in charge of the heavy machine gun for fire support will also turn the body of the gun and point the muzzle at the direction the pickup truck is speeding towards.

The figure of the pickup truck gradually became clear in the field of vision. A few minutes later, the pickup truck drove straight onto the airport runway in full view, and soon stopped in front of the bald man.

The car door opened, and a white man with a cigar in his mouth and sunglasses got out of the car with a combination box. Seeing the bald man, the white man threw away the cigar, stepped forward with open arms and laughed loudly: "Hey, Marcus Si, my old chap, we meet again, and I hear your people are doing well in Paris."

The two hugged each other. As soon as Marcus touched the white man lightly, he separated from the white man as if he had encountered a poisonous snake, and said, "Did you bring all the rest of the money?"

The white man said: "Don't worry, does the old cat ever break his promise?"

As he spoke, he laid the box flat on the ground, pressed a button next to the password box, and a small LCD screen popped up instantly.

The Caucasian man first passed the fingerprint and iris authentication on the LCD screen, and then entered a long string of passwords. A dumbfounded scene appeared. The silver-white surface on the side of the password box faded like mercury, and soon became transparent.

However, the bald man didn't care about the changes in the lockbox at all. He was completely attracted by the neatly stacked gold bars inside.

The militants who had been standing behind him also gathered around one after another, looking at the metal box with bright eyes.

The Caucasian man didn't care about everyone's stares at all, and said with a smile: "There are forty kilograms of gold in this box, and there are five lockboxes of the same specification on the car, adding up to a total of 240 kilograms, 640 five ounces of gold, which is equivalent to 1000 2000 US dollars, plus the deposit that has been paid before, a total of 24 million US dollars. After the goods arrive, the box will be kept, and the specific opening method and password of the box will be sent to the e-mail of Lone Wolf after [-] hours."

"Attention, don't try to force open or enter the wrong password, otherwise, this box will explode like a nuclear bomb, and all living things within a radius of [-] meters will not survive."

The white man made a booming sound and opened his hands in an exaggerated gesture.

Then, he waved his hand back, and soon, three men came out of the pickup truck, carrying the remaining five lockboxes in their hands, and placed them neatly in front of Marcus for his inspection .

Marcus swallowed, looked at the row of boxes, and waved: "I believe in the old cat's reputation, come and move these boxes away."

Soon, several militants stood up behind him and moved the six boxes of gold to the pickup truck.

The white man took out his cigar and lit it again, hugged Marcus, laughed loudly and said, "Marcus, happy cooperation!"

As he spoke, he looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "The time is almost up, our friends should be here soon."

Before the words fell, the militants in charge of observing the nearby airspace put down their binoculars and yelled at Marcus: "Head, I saw the plane,"

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Since entering the sky over Western Sahara, the atmosphere in the cabin has become much more depressed.

And as the altitude of the plane dropped, the hostages could see the dim desert below, dry valleys, and sand dunes one after another through the portholes, without any trace of modern civilization.

This made their hearts suddenly cool down.

They don't know where this is, and they don't know what kind of treatment they will have next, but what is certain is that this place is far away from Europe and modern civilization.

Yang Jing, who had been relatively active before, also fell silent. She even asked Ling Wei in a low voice: "Sister Weiwei, what kind of place is this? Will he sell us? If we sell to... to Africa Those memo... go inside the memo courtyard, then I would rather commit suicide..."

While talking, Yang Jing's eyes turned red, Ling Wei quickly held her hand, and comforted her in a low voice: "Jingjing, don't be afraid, that guy is so powerful, there is no need to deal with us!"

Relatively speaking, Qiao Ting's attitude is much calmer. She has had contact with this so-called Saturn community before, and she still feels that the other party is more disciplined, and she does not feel any malice from Chen Xin's attitude. .

A light curtain lit up in the cockpit, and Gang Bian said: "Old Dou, the target is determined, there are 26 people in total, five pickups, two of which are equipped with 12.7mm heavy machine guns, no heavy weapons, and weak firepower. Huh, what is this?"

Steel Turner blurred one of the pickup trucks, and soon, six lockboxes were revealed. Steel Turner continued to blur the boxes, and soon, neatly stacked gold bars were revealed.

"Wow, gold! It's actually gold!"

Steel Tong shouted: "Old Dou, gold, I want to eat gold, I want to eat gold!"

Chen Xin was also stunned by the scene that appeared on the light curtain, and murmured: "As expected, the gold belt of murder and arson, so much gold can be seen in such a place where the birds don't shit!"

Chen Xin shook his fist and said, "Gangbang, hurry up later and grab their gold!"

The electronic eye of the steel coin was shining, and he also waved his fist and said: "Grab their gold, grab their gold!"

The Airbus A350 quickly made preparations for landing, the nose was aligned with the airport runway, the landing gear was lowered, the flaps were flipped, the speedbrake was raised, and the lift began to gradually decrease.

The plane, like a golden eagle hunting, flew towards the runway at high speed.

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The electronic eyes of the gangster were shining, and he also waved his fist and said: "Grab their Sanjiang tickets, grab their Sanjiang tickets!"

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