C38 Lost Airlines

Zhou Lingwu, Gender: Male, age 42, domicile: Qianchao City, Qian Jiang County, Zhou Family Shop, Profession: Import and Export Trade, Position: Enterprise, Education: Junior High School, Political Face: Mass …

I sat in front of the computer with the Taoist standing behind me. Both of them were staring at Zhou Lingwu's insurance on the screen, but like most farmers and entrepreneurs in this country, his resume was blank. However, in the past two years, the international price of steel has plummeted, and our assets have shrunk by leaps and bounds. Both of their companies have closed down, especially Zhou Lingwu, I found out from my brother in the bank that it seemed that he had bribed the upper echelons of a certain bank and used a large amount of steel to mortgage a batch of steel materials. After obtaining the loan, he had already disappeared, and the national procuratorial department had already established a criminal case against him for fraud, but for some reason, he appeared on this mysterious plane that had disappeared.

I sighed, leaned back in my chair, and glanced back at the Taoist. The Taoist also frowned and shook his head. He turned and walked around the desk and sat down opposite me. He picked up a glass paperweight that was lying on my desk and started fiddling with it.

"What do we do now?" I also picked up a fountain pen from the table and played around with it. "This guy is a nouveau riche …" And it's even f * * king bankrupt! "

Ever since MaggieQ disappeared from my house that night, the Taoist and I had been secretly investigating. Needless to say, the Taoist was a fanatic of mystery and metaphysics, and I was intrigued by the strange events that happened over and over again. Although the Taoist had been warned, and I had seen the terrifying resurrection of the dead, and MaggieQ's knife wound, it was strange that after the initial panic, we now felt not much fear, but instead a faint excitement, like when we were children exploring an unknown area. It was only later that we realized how wrong we were.

"He's definitely not an ordinary bankrupt nouveau riche!" The Taoist rubbed the paperweight in his hand and murmured, "An old man who doesn't pay his debt and stays abroad. Why did he suddenly come back?" Not only did he come back, he even got on this plane? "His brother in the family became a Zombie for no reason at all …"

I waved my hand to show that I understood. "But now that both of them are dead and we can't even find their corpses, how can we start investigating?"

"Heh …" The Taoist laughed lightly and said, "The boss is dead. This second brother might not be right. We haven't found the plane yet!"

"This plane has been missing for several months, how can it still be alive!?" I said nonchalantly.

After a moment of silence, the Taoist suddenly smacked his lips and put down the paperweight. He grabbed my pen and pulled out a piece of A4 paper from the printer beside the computer.

"Ten days ago …" The Daoist drew a line on the paper and said, "You touched Zhou Lingwen's Corpse Transformation …"

I shivered at the thought of my broken neck and bared my teeth at me, and nodded quickly.

"And then you met MaggieQ, and she asked you about the body change? There was also mention of Solam... " Without waiting for an answer, he drew another line on the paper, next to which was written an Q, and added a few small words — "Skeleton Society — Saurum."

"Then came the warning from the mysterious person who called himself Public Security …" The Daoist then wrote the words' mysterious person 'below.

"But before these things …" The Taoist drew a large circle next to the horizontal line and wrote the words "MH370." Then he said, "There seems to be a mysterious connection between the disappearance of this plane and this incident."

"Do you remember the two diagrams I showed you before?" The Taoist went on: "The link between avian flu and the vicious injury... One of the most severely affected areas is the Southeast Asian region. I also said that it was very possible that there had been an incident with Zombie s, which caused the two Malaysian aircraft to meet with an accident! "

"What do you mean?" Avian influenza is actually a virus that can cause the corpses of living people to turn into corpses? It infected two people on the plane, caused the plane to crash, and then spread to China, causing the death of Zhou Lingwen? " I said in disbelief.

The Taoist shook his head and said: "It doesn't look that simple now, why are there people with Skeleton Society and people who are warning me, who exactly are they? And Solam, why did he appear on the dark net so early in the morning... What is the relationship between this ancient Evil God and the Zombie? "

"Perhaps you are overthinking it …" I shook my head and said, "I have some airline buddies who tell me that there is a mysterious rule in aviation. It is that every ten years or so, there is a time when an air crash will strike and explode. Before MH370, it was around 2000. Before MH370, it had been more than ten years since there had been a series of major air crashes. In fact, the aviation industry... They call it a systemic cumulative risk that's already big... "

"Then how are you going to explain that in just a few short months, another plane crash happened to the same country, the same airline, and the cause of the accident was even stranger, it was actually shot down! You have to understand that under the modern military technology, the possibility of a miscarriage of civil aviation airliners and warplanes is almost non-existent! It is hard not to doubt that there is a reason on this plane that people would have to shoot it down at the risk of their lives! "

Deep down, I knew it wasn't likely, but I shrugged and said, "The world is written by all sorts of coincidences, isn't it?"

"What's even more incomprehensible is …" The Taoist added in a more serious tone, "The incident happened not long ago, but now nobody even mentions it anymore. It seems that the media all over the world have forgotten about it, nobody talks about it, nobody investigates it. Even now, it is still unclear who did it, whether it was a surface missile or a fighter jet. It's as if the upper echelons of the whole world made a promise at the same time, that this matter would be blurred in history! "

I thought to myself, "That's true. This MH370 is still being mentioned in the media every now and then, but this plane that was shot down..." Hell, I can't even remember its flight number... Indeed, there were very few people who talked about it. It was like a rock thrown into the ocean, only having enough time to make a muffled sound before disappearing without a trace.

"These two planes had met with mishaps within a month. No matter what, it seems like there must be some sort of secret behind it …" The Taoist drew a circle next to the MH370 with the words "MH17 shot down", then drew a big question mark between the two circles, dragging the Stick into deep thought.

"Right!" The Taoist suddenly pointed at the words "Corpse Transformation" and said, "Check the internet and see if anything strange has happened around this time, especially in Southeast Asia!"

I nodded, turned it around, opened the search engine, selected the news channel, and typed in "X Day Southeast Asia." A few items popped up, and I scrolled through them one by one.

"Wait!" The Taoist suddenly growled. He pointed to a news report on the screen that read: "Chinese tourists are making a ruckus on Thai flights, returning to Thailand." He said: "Check it in and take a look!"

I clicked my mouse and the first thing that popped out was a picture of a young man pointing at someone in front of him and scolding him with a ferocious expression.

Ah!" I heard a sudden exclamation from the Taoist behind me, and I turned back to look. He was staring at the man on the screen with his mouth wide open, as astonished as if a fire-spitting dragon had appeared out of thin air in the room.

"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

"He … "He …" The Taoist trembled as he pointed at the man. "He is one of the two men who came to warn me!"