The rear cabin of the aircraft.
Two crew members were lying on the ground, an Asian man and an African-American woman.
Dr. Iver felt that they were not in pain before they died, because there were no signs of struggle at the scene, and the faces of the corpses were not ferocious, as if they were asleep.
However, after taking a few steps forward, something unusual suddenly appeared in front of me.
It was a dark hole, and the cover that was originally placed on it had long since disappeared.
With the help of the light emitted by the multifunctional gas mask, Dr. Ivor could barely see a simple escalator that connected up and down.
However, after observing for a while, the doctor decided to move forward.
He planned to check the entire back cabin and come back for a closer inspection.
Just like that, another crew member appeared. She was also lying on the ground, and the cause of death was a mystery.
But when we got here, we had no choice but to go back the way we came.
The doctor had no choice but to return to the dark hole and fix the purple light on the bracket.
Immediately afterwards, the mysterious and strange sight appeared again: a shimmering green substance could be seen everywhere, extending from the hole to the cabin door and then to the luggage rack.
He suppressed his distracting thoughts, took out several lighting sticks from his bag, knocked them on the metal plate, and threw them inside. At the same time, he adjusted the camera position and connected to the communication channel: "Jim, where is this place?"
The airport manager who was standing next to the computer screen leaned over and answered on his behalf: "Cargo hold."
"Empty it, pack up all the salutes and take them away, and at the same time..." Iver paused, looking at the unknown substance in front of him, and his tone became solemn: "Conduct chemical reagent testing and ammonia spectrum testing on the cargo hold."
After saying this, he stuck his head in and carefully observed with the help of lights and fluorescent sticks.
At the same time, Nora, who went to the front cabin, finally made a discovery besides the body.
She just pushed the door casually, and the cockpit was opened.
"Jim..."
Nora accessed the communication channel, turned on the camera, and transmitted the scene in front of her.
According to common sense, the security measures here are absolutely strict to the extreme, and it is unlikely that it will open at the push of a button.
Jim unconsciously looked at Bishop, because he was the airport director and knew a lot about the structure of the aircraft and a lot of inside information.
"This door should be locked." Bishop shook his head and said in a deep voice.
"Nora, there is danger, don't enter without permission, listen..."
Before Jim could finish speaking, he heard the female doctor's reply: "I'll go in and take a look."
Two fluorescent panels were thrown out, one to the left and one to the right, and rolled to the corner. The situation in the cockpit became instantly clear.
The two drivers lay back on their seats, as did the passengers they were transporting.
"Nora, I ask you to get out of there. It is dangerous and the door should be locked..."
"You can't be alone in the cockpit."
Jim's warning was ignored.
She held a flashlight and began to examine the body of the co-pilot.
There is no doubt that female doctors at work become more paranoid and bolder.
In desperation, Fat Jim took the initiative to contact Lu Li who was closest to the cockpit: "Officer, Nora is in danger. Please go to the cockpit, please."
When he thought about the relationship between the two and the fact that Lu Li's department was not under the jurisdiction of the CDC at all, Jim panicked instantly. He was afraid that the communication system would malfunction, and he was even more worried that Lu Li was deliberately delaying time.
"receive."
A calm voice came over.
Lu Li gestured to Mr. Babo in front of him, indicating that he could sit down safely, and then rushed over at a speed of 100 meters and ten seconds.
In the darkness, survivor Barbo could only feel the police officer flashing past him. In the blink of an eye, he was no longer visible.
"Well!"
The sound was urgent and short, coming from the cockpit. The pilot struggled to climb out of his seat. Dr. Nora was so frightened that he ran away without looking back.
As a result, as she passed by the first row in the front cabin, a pair of hands grabbed her, and screams echoed throughout the plane.
"Nora!"
Dr. Ivor ignored the observation of the cargo hold and rushed over in a hurry. He kept shouting God's blessing in his heart and prayed that nothing would happen to his female partner.
However, God did not appear, so Lu Li stepped forward. He flew over and held down the head of a male passenger to ensure that he lost the ability to move. He then raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the right rear: "Madam, and Mr. Pilot, please Put your hands up where I can see them, otherwise I will treat you as someone who assaulted the police."
From accepting the mission to controlling the situation, the entire process only took Lu Li ten seconds.
And this was something he deliberately showed in order to hide his clumsiness.
"It hurts...let me go..."
Beneath him, the long-haired cross-dressing man begged for mercy in a low voice.
At the same time, Dr. Ivor rushed over. He ignored the two survivors behind him and asked hurriedly: "Nora, are you okay?"
"fine……"
Nora was in shock. The captain's sudden awakening and the hands holding her really frightened her.
However, everything had passed, and she calmed down again, and thought of another more scientific possibility, that is, there were actually several survivors on this death flight.
"Officer, how's the situation?"
At this time, Jim's voice sounded in the three people's ears.
"Nothing happened. Three more survivors were found."
After finishing his words, Lu Li added in his mind: God's vision disappeared.
Next, he must carefully formulate an action plan and always pay attention to the direction of events.
Almost at the same time, medical officer Ivor ordered: "Arrange medical staff to come in quickly."
At this point, the search phase has been successfully completed.
Half past ten in the evening.
Many media gathered near JFK International Airport, and the director of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention also rushed to the scene.
A new round of wrangling began among senior officials.
What used to be a scramble to investigate the truth has now turned into a scramble to shirk responsibility.
Two hundred and ten passengers, two hundred and six people died, so many families involved.
No one dares to take over a hot potato.
Because the media public opinion and the anger of the deceased's family will destroy everything.
In the isolation shed, Dr. Iver, who had just had a quarrel with his boss, began to question the survivors one by one, hoping that they could provide valid information.
"I am not an ordinary passenger. My name is Joan Luce, a lawyer."
The blond middle-aged woman pointed at Dr. Nora and said in a commanding tone: "So, the information you collected must be handed over to me. In addition, it is best to let me leave tomorrow morning..."
With the special plastic closed, the annoying sound finally disappeared.
Nora breathed a sigh of relief.
As a result, as soon as she turned around, she saw Lu Li who was undergoing a physical examination.
I saw him looking up here with a strange expression.
"Officer Lu, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just feel like that lady looks a bit like an old witch in a fairy tale."
In the single isolation room, Joan Luce was still gesticulating and repeating: "I am Joan Luce."
Generally speaking, when introducing oneself on such occasions, using "I am", "my name", or even saying one's name directly, the background is not simple.
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