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Chapter 383 Victims

It was a young boy who was pulled by Xu Ji.

It looked like he had just left school to work.

Impatiently, he turned his head and glanced at Xu Ji, and when he saw Xu Ji's face, he was slightly taken aback, probably thinking that he was some celebrity, and muttered, "I haven't seen him either."

Then I replied: "Something has happened. I just received the news. About half an hour ago, a flight from country H disappeared mysteriously in the sea for about 10 minutes. There was a big explosion suddenly. I just confirmed news."

Xu Ji blurted out, "Which flight?"

The young boy was probably in a hurry, hurried back to the flight number of that flight, and then hurried to the family.

Xu Ji felt dizzy for a while.

The blood seemed to flow upwards from the soles of his feet, and the strong stimulation caused his body to sway, and with an uncontrollable plop, his knees hit the ground firmly.

He couldn't feel the slightest pain.

He took out the phone from his coat pocket with shaking hands, but his fingertips were shaking so much that he couldn't slide the screen.

At this moment, He Zhiyao's phone call came.

Xu Ji pressed the answer button, but couldn't make a sound.

He Zhiyao over there probably heard the noise from his side, and said in a deep voice,
"The news is true, brother, you have to be mentally prepared."

Xu Ji hung up the phone.

Without daring to stay for a second, he dialed Li Mingxi's phone.

At that moment, his whole world seemed to miraculously quiet down, his brain was completely blank, and he was locked in the world of the handset of the mobile phone. He seemed to have waited for a century for that short blank time.

Then he heard a beep.

The call is connected!

Xu Ji seemed to die and come back to life in that short time, he finally heard his own heartbeat clearly at the moment the phone was connected.

However, before the next "beep" sounded, he heard a mechanical female voice,

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off."

Xu Ji was in a daze for a second, then dialed back immediately.

This time I heard, "Sorry, the number you dialed is off."

Once, twice, three times...

Xu Ji couldn't count how many times he hit it, and the voices he heard were all repeated.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off."

"Sir, sir, are you alright?" An abrupt voice rang in Xu Ji's ear, pulling him back to reality from the chaotic dream for a short time.

He looked up and saw a beautiful girl with short hair looking at him with concern.

"Mingxi..."

These two words were stuck in his throat, as if a fire had been set ablaze, causing thick blood to appear in his mouth.

"Sir?" The girl called out again because she still didn't respond when she saw him.

Xu Ji shook his head lightly, curled his fingertips, and firmly pressed the floor. After a while, he got up from the ground.

"Sir, I'm Nan Fei, a reporter from HC News Agency. Excuse me, are you also a family member of the victims?" the girl asked.

"Victims?"

Xu Ji looked at her coldly: "Say it again."

Nan Fei was taken aback by his eyes, opened his mouth, and said a little nervously: "It was the accident of XXX flight. The authorities are currently counting the number and list of victims. Are you, are you a family member?"

"Family..."

Xu Ji read these two words slowly.

For the first time in his life, when he heard about his "family" relationship with Li Mingxi, he actually added three words in front of it,
Victims.

(End of this chapter)