The Gulf Stream flies through the sky like a drunkard.
The wings swayed from side to side, and there was one wheel missing under the belly of the plane. The landing gear was damaged and could not be retracted. There was just one wheel hanging outside.
In the cockpit, Zhuo Junyan and the Asian man looked at each other.
The Asian man was so shocked that he didn't feel well: "You don't know how to fly a plane! You almost crashed into it. This was an avoidable accident!"
Zhuo Junyan was very dissatisfied: "I have learned a little bit."
The Asian man is going crazy: "The pilot doesn't know a little bit about it. He has learned a little bit but he doesn't know how to do it. Do you think this is driving? Just get a driver's license and you can fly into the sky?"
Zhuo Junyan made a very sorry statement: "Actually, I don't have a driver's license. Well, luckily I have you. You are a pilot, right?"
Unexpectedly, the Asian man was scared: "Me neither, I am a mechanic."
"Ah?" Zhuo Junyan was speechless.
"But at least I know better than you!" the Asian man shouted: "Actually, I have a flight certificate! It's just that they don't want to let me fly, just because I have yellow skin!"
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "It doesn't matter, at least there is no racial discrimination here. How about you come and drive?"
The Asian man's face was full of despair. He held his head and wailed: "I don't even have the ability to bring the plane down. It's over, we will all die!"
Zhuo Junyan thought for a while and said: "As far as I know, it is still possible to land if there are fewer wheels, right? There are such cases."
The Asian man said desperately: "Those are all miracles. Miracles can only be created by veterans, not rookies. What's more, this is not the key."
Zhuo Junyan was adjusting his course and flying towards Virginia.
Hearing the Asian man say this, he felt something bad in his heart: "You mean...there are other problems with this plane?"
The Asian man almost cried: "I told you, I am a mechanic. Do you know what a mechanic is?"
"But I just checked the dashboard and it didn't show any problem."
The Asian man said with a sad face: "That's the problem. The dashboard alarm system is malfunctioning. I'm looking for a problem."
"Oh, hell." Zhuo Junyan also slapped his forehead helplessly: "I just saw the cabin door open and came straight up."
The Asian man is going crazy: "Why does the door of a plane with no flight mission open? It's because there are personnel doing maintenance!!!"
"Okay, I admit it's my fault." Zhuo Junyan said helplessly, "It's just that the alarm system failed. As long as there's nothing else wrong, it's no big deal, right?"
"You are just an idiot, an idiot who doesn't understand anything! I can't explain it to you at all! We are finished, we are dead!" He said and grabbed Zhuo Junyan like crazy.
Zhuo Junyan casually took the shot, and the Asian man felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. He sat in the co-pilot's seat and could not get up again.
Zhuo Junyan comforted him and said, "Don't be impatient for a moment, okay? If you are willing to cooperate with me, maybe I can help you return to the world alive."
He spoke not loudly, but in a calm tone.
The Asian man looked at him blankly: "Why do you say that?"
"Do you have any other choice?" Zhuo Junyan asked.
The Asian man was confused.
After a while, he suddenly remembered something.
He stared at Zhuo Junyan: "I seem to have seen you somewhere?"
Zhuo Junyan smiled and said nothing.
The Asian man looked at him and opened his mouth in surprise: "Zhuo... Zhuo..."
"Zhuo Junyan, yes, it's me." Zhuo Junyan nodded.
The Asian man rolled his eyes: "I'm on a plane that's about to crash with a wanted criminal? I've been hijacked?"
Zhuo Junyan was very dissatisfied: "You think too highly of yourself, I don't even know your name. This is not a hijacking, it's just borrowing it for a ride."
The Asian man said quickly: "My name is Zhou Guanyi, and I'm from China. Chinese people don't harm Chinese people. If you really have a way to survive, can you tell me?"
Zhuo Junyan smiled, reached under the seat and took out a parachute for him.
Zhou Guanyi was stunned: "Parachute? I don't remember there is a parachute down here."
"I brought it."
Zhou Guanyi's mouth is big enough to stuff a pear: "Were you planning to crash the plane from the beginning?"
"I'm just prepared. I mean, I'm not an idiot. I really don't have much confidence in my flying skills. By the way, can you skydive?"
"It's okay." Zhou Guanyi hugged the parachute tightly: "It's only a little bit."
Zhuo Junyan said: "There is no such thing as being good at skydiving. If you have learned a little, you are not good at it."
These words sounded familiar.
Zhou Guanyi looked at him: "It's easier than flying, right?"
Zhuo Junyan can't fly a plane, but he can skydive with absolutely no problem.
"That's right. Pay attention to control your body when jumping. Don't rush to open the parachute bag and fall freely first. Pay attention to the height. This is the main parachute, this is the secondary parachute..." Zhuo Junyan explained the essentials to him.
"How to judge the height?" Zhou Guanyi asked hurriedly.
When life was at stake, Zhou Guanyi used all his wisdom.
Zhuo Junyan took the trouble to explain it to him.
After speaking, Zhuo Junyan said: "That's all. Whether you can survive or not depends on you. I hope that your ability can be used."
Zhou Guanyi said: "What about you?"
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "I brought two umbrella bags."
Zhou Guanyi was puzzled: "You hijacked the plane alone and brought two parachute bags? How did you bring them up?"
"Why are you asking so much?" Zhuo Junyan rolled his eyes at him: "Okay, I'll teach you how to skydive, and you can teach me how to fly a plane."
"There's nothing to teach you. You didn't plan to land anyway." Zhou Guanyi muttered.
"Live and learn."
Zhou Guanyi was surprised: "You still plan to live to old age?"
Zhuo Junyan: "..."
After experiencing the initial "collision", Zhou Guanyi finally calmed down and recognized the reality.
Of course, the most important thing is that he can't beat Zhuo Junyan.
So I sat next to him and gave Zhuo Junyan some pointers on how to fly the plane.
Zhuo Junyan learned quickly.
This surprised Zhou Guanyi: "You are the smartest person I have ever met, and you learn things very quickly."
"Well, my understanding is not bad." Zhuo Junyan smiled.
"It's a pity that we have gone astray."
Zhuo Junyan was speechless again: "Can we not mention this?"
Zhou Guanyi entered the mode of not knowing good and evil: "Looking at your words, you don't look like a vicious gangster."
"A wanted criminal should be extremely vicious?"
"That's right. Why did you kill Li Xiner? She is your ex-girlfriend after all?"
"The grievances between wealthy families are nothing but chicken feathers." Zhuo Junyan laughed happily: "Even this can be passed on."
"It didn't spread."
"Then how do you know?"
Zhou Guanyi's expression turned strange: "Didn't I tell you just now?"
"What?"
"What you hijacked was the Li family's plane."
Zhuo Junyan turned his head dumbfounded to look at Zhou Guanyi, and then at the plane.
He slapped his forehead suddenly: "I wonder why I got started so quickly. This plane looks familiar... I've been on this plane before! Damn it!"