Wuyue turned around and was startled, and quickly touched Li Mo's arm: "Mr. Qin, are you okay?"
Li Mo closed his eyes, not daring to look at the plane again. He breathed deeply, trying to calm his panicked heart. After a while, he opened his eyes, wiped the sweat on his forehead and whispered: "You two, be silent, listen to me, we are leaving here immediately, we can't get on this plane."
Dashan and Wuyue looked at each other and stood up silently without thinking much, picked up their travel bags and walked outside. Forget about the three checked suitcases. Fortunately, the most important ID cards, passports, wallets, etc. are all in the carry-on bag.
"Mr. Qin, what should we do next?"
May asked in a solemn tone.
"Check other flights. We can change flights midway, no need to go direct."
"Shall I come and see the flight?"
May quickly took out her cell phone and looked through it. After a few minutes, she said, "The nearest flight goes directly to Vancouver, which is more than three hours away. Then we can transfer from Vancouver to the Magic City International Airport."
Li Mo thought for a moment and said, "Okay, we won't leave the station and go directly to change the ticket."
The three of them took their passports and went to the reissue window. An hour later, they checked in again and entered the departure hall bound for Vancouver.
"Mr. Qin, is there a problem with the direct flight to Kyoto?"
"When I saw that plane, I had a very ominous premonition. Maybe I was overthinking it, or maybe my thoughts were too complicated and I was too nervous."
Dashan and Wuyue had already seen Li Mo's super sense, so when they heard what he said, their hearts suddenly became heavy.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the flight to Vancouver notified passengers to board. At around 4 p.m., the plane landed safely at Vancouver International Airport.
"Mr. Qin, the direct flight to Shanghai will take off in one hour. Let's go directly to the ticket gate."
"Um."
Li Mo followed the flow of people and walked out of the ordinary warehouse. He carried a small bag and looked up at the sky, as if there was an invisible stone pressing on his heart.
"Mr. Qin, are you okay?"
May opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.
"Hopefully my hunch is wrong."
Wuyue glanced at Dashan, and they understood what Li Mo meant. If his hunch was true, it meant that the chances of the tourists on that plane surviving were too low. The probability of an air crash is the lowest among all means of transportation, but once it occurs, the fatality rate is also the highest.
But even if he really had a premonition that something would happen to the plane, he couldn't tell everyone, otherwise someone from the special departments of the United States would definitely come to find trouble with him.
"Mr. Qin, man cannot defeat heaven." Dashan comforted him.
Li Mo took a long breath and felt much more relaxed. He patted his bag and said, "Come on, we'll treat you to something good. Order whatever you want."
At around five o'clock, the three of them finally boarded the flight to Shanghai. They had booked first class. This flight was still domestic, and most of the tourists boarding the plane were Chinese, and their accents made me feel extremely friendly.
"Hello sir, do you need something to drink?"
A young flight attendant with a distinctive appearance and a slim figure walked up to Li Mo and asked with a smile.
"Is there any lemonade? I just ate some fried chicken at the airport. It was very greasy."
"Beauty, give me a drink too." Dashan also quickly added a drink. The three of them looked around but couldn't find anything delicious. In the end, they ordered hamburgers and fried chicken, which at least tasted good.
"Okay, sir, please wait."
There is a dedicated flight attendant service in the first class cabin, and two glasses of lemonade are quickly brought to you.
"Thanks."
The flight attendant did not leave immediately. Instead, she leaned down and asked politely: "Sir, you look familiar. I seem to have seen you somewhere. Are you a big star?"
Li Mo turned to look at that delicate face, and then touched his chin with a distressed expression: "I have been misunderstood by many people. They all think that I am like a superstar in China. Someone once persuaded me When I entered the entertainment industry to do that imitation show, I didn’t know what I was capable of. I didn’t want to be a clown.”
The stewardess walked away with an embarrassed smile, but when she walked to the food preparation area, she was still a little confused. The handsome young man looked really familiar. Could it be that he just looked alike?
"Mr. Qin, I think with your skills, you will be very popular if you become an action star." Dashan said jokingly, "Anyway, you already have a star face, and your debut will be your peak."
Li Mo drank the lemonade in the cup in one gulp, leaned his head on the soft chair and said: "What is the point of being a star? Is it fame? Or profit? Anyway, I don't lack both now, so I'll just be honest. It’s best to be a people’s teacher. With a salary that allows me to live a well-off life, and enjoy the admiration of countless students, I work from nine to five, go shopping in the antique market when I have time, and go home to spend time with my wife and children. Those little days That’s what makes it delicious.”
"makes sense."
What else does a god like Li Mo need fame and fortune for? His ideological realm is countless levels higher than that of ordinary people.
"Hello sir, do you need a blanket?"
Another pretty and sweet stewardess walked up to Li Mo and asked with a smile.
Before Li Mo could answer, the other VIPs in the first-class cabin were upset. This guy had an attractive face. What's so great about him? His face didn't turn red when he boasted. The stewardesses were all looking at his face.
"Beauty, get me a soft blanket."
The flight attendant smiled quickly and replied: "Okay, please wait a moment."
Seeing that she was still waiting for his reply, Li Mo had no choice but to nod.
"Mr. Qin, if you put on a blindfold and pretend to sleep, no one will bother you again."
Li Mo took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Sirui, informing her of his transfer and direct flight to Shanghai, so as not to worry her.
The plane began to taxi, getting faster and faster, piercing the sky into the clouds.
China, Kyoto.
Qin Sirui was awakened by an urgent knock on the door. She hurriedly got up and opened the door, and saw Shiyi standing at the door in panic.
"Mom, what happened?"
Shiyi's face was extremely pale, and her tone of voice was trembling: "Si Rui, what flight is Xiao Mo's flight back to China?"
Sirui trembled in his heart and quickly replied: "It should be a flight at 12:30 noon US time. Calculating the time should be our night. Mom, what happened?"
Shiyi's body shook and she collapsed on the ground.
Bai Hui and his wife rushed over and helped her to the sofa.
"Mom, don't scare me, what happened?"
"The flight that Xiao Mo was on disappeared. Xiao Mo...he..."
Qin Sirui's pretty face turned pale in an instant.
"Ms. Qin, should you call again and ask for details carefully? Maybe the information is wrong?"
Bai Hui asked concernedly, and they were also very surprised, because they also knew that Li Mo came back on that flight. If the plane really crashes, the chance of surviving is very slim.
Qin Sirui stumbled back to the bedroom, picked up the phone on the bedside table with trembling hands, and after unlocking it, a text message popped up, which was sent to her by Li Mo.
Then she heard a shout of surprise coming from the bedroom. She rushed out and waved her phone and said, "Mom, look, Xiao Mo didn't take that flight. He had something to do and went to Vancouver. He took the direct flight from Vancouver to Magic I have a flight from Beijing and sent me this text message before the flight departed."
Shiyi got up from the sofa at once, grabbed Sirui's phone and read the text messages carefully, then closed her eyes and patted her chest, gasping and saying: "Sirui, hurry up, contact your grandfather and the others as soon as possible. Tell them about Xiao Mo's change of flight, they will probably panic by now."
(End of chapter)
