"Strange!"

In the cockpit of the passenger plane, the captain frowned and looked at the dashboard in front of him in a little surprise.

"What's the matter?"

The bandit, who was always in the cockpit and staring at the captain and co pilot, immediately came forward.

"Er... In fact, there is nothing. The instrument shows that a door at the bottom of the plane has been opened." The captain reached out and pressed the button several times, shook his head and said, "it should be just a short circuit. That door can't be opened. If it does, the air pressure inside and outside the plane will be unbalanced, which will tear the whole plane in an instant. "

With that, the Captain stood up and pointed to the button showing "autopilot" in front: "but now, the plane is still balanced, the autopilot state has not failed, and everything is normal."

Although the bandit nodded, he still asked with some uneasiness, "but what happened to the vibration just now?"

"It should be the air flow." The vice captain explained, "these are very common problems. It's no big deal."

The bandit frowned and looked at the dense dashboard. At this time, the abnormally lit button went out. The captain breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "you see, as I said, it should be the short circuit of the line."

The bandit glanced back and forth on the captain and co captain's face, suddenly straightened up and said in a cold voice, "where does that door lead to? Show me. "

"It's really unnecessary. As I said, if that door is really opened, we can't talk like this now."

The captain defended.

And the gangster raised his gun and said, "is there any need? I has the final say."

The captain was helpless. Just when he wanted to get up, the vice captain raised his hand: "I'll go."

The gangster called his companion, asked him to stay in the cockpit and stare at the captain. He followed the vice captain to the first class. Badawi, sitting in the first class cabin, saw them coming out, slightly frowned, stood up and greeted them: "what's the matter?"

The co pilot shrugged and glanced at the bandit behind him: "your men have to look below."

The bandit snorted and explained to Badawi, "a button that shouldn't be on is on, so I'm going to go down and have a look."

"Caution is good." Badawi pulled out the pistol pinned to his back. "I'll join you."

The co pilot went to the entrance and exit of the first class cabin and lifted the carpet to reveal a square seal. With a special screwdriver, he unscrewed the screws on the sealing port, pried it with force, and took out the square metal plate to expose a channel leading to the lower part.

"Below is the computer room, with little space." The vice captain dodged his position and motioned Badawi for them to come forward. "You see, nothing happened at all."

Badawi stepped forward, looked carefully at the entrance of the channel for a while, and waved his head at his men: "go down and see if the line is short circuited."

The bandit nodded, put a gun on his back and climbed down the passage. After waiting, he found that the vice captain was right. The space below was really small, just six or seven square meters, filled with huge tin cases. He stepped forward to check. The instrument buttons on the chassis flickered and the lines were dense. He couldn't see anything different at all.

However, since there is nothing unusual below, the bandit is relieved. Climb up again and nod to Badawi, "it's safe below."

"I told you."

The co pilot muttered, covered the metal cover again, screwed in the screws, paved the carpet, and returned to the cockpit under the surveillance of the bandit.

But they didn't expect that there were three people standing under the seemingly empty room: Sharon, Tina and Peter.

"Team leader, don't we act?"

After the passage was resealed, Peter looked at Sharon nervously.

Xie lunman said carelessly, "what's the panic? It's not time for us to do it."

"But there are many innocent passengers on it, and there are bombs in the plane. We can't do nothing?"

Peter said anxiously.

"You are still young and can't hold your breath." "To tell you the truth, I can solve all the bandits on this plane without moving my finger. But what's the use? This can only make people who do not know the truth naive to think that this case is very simple and that they can succeed even without us. "

"Only by making them feel nervous and afraid, and rescuing them at the most critical moment, will they really appreciate us, and will they really realize the difficulty of this case and recognize our importance."

"But... But..."

In the face of Sharon's sophistry, the young spider felt as if it was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

"Well, don't think so much. Now I give you a task to find out the location, number and other basic information of the hijackers without attracting the attention of the hijackers. "

Sharon patted Peter on the shoulder. "Can you finish it?"

"No problem."

Peter escaped from his backpack and put on his Spiderman uniform. He didn't forget to give a thumbs up to Sharon and Tina, then turned and left quickly.

After Peter left, Tina whispered, "what do you want to do?"

"Make a perfect alibi."

"What?"

Sharon looked around and said with a smile, "all the key figures can prove that we are now on a plane at an altitude of 10000 meters. So at this moment, if something happens elsewhere, we have a perfect alibi. "

Tina suddenly realized, and a bad smile appeared on her face: "sure enough, this is the boss I know. I was still wondering. You know this is a trap. Why would you listen to the above arrangement? It was such an idea. "

"I tampered with all the memories of the survivors of the Amazon rainforest, including Sitwell. They will only remember my ability to make flying swords out of thin air, but they will not think that I have other more terrible abilities. "

"What's more, I don't have to deal with Pierce," Sharon said with a smile

Inside the Pentagon, James and others looked nervously at the picture on the screen. At this time, four F22 fighters appeared around the passenger plane. The picture they saw was uploaded from F22.

Now they can be sure that the three of Sharon sneaked into the plane safely and successfully. However, for the sake of confidentiality, they did not carry a communication system, so now they can only pray that Sharon can successfully dismantle the bomb, subdue the robbers and safely rescue the plane.

In the secret base of s.h.i.e.l.l.d. in the United States, Pierce's office door was pushed open. Sitwell came in and said respectfully to pierce, "he has entered the plane."

"Very good." Pierce shook his finger at random. "Continue to observe and report to me any progress."

Sitwell nodded, but did not turn away.

Pierce frowned slightly, touched the bottom of his office with his other hand quietly, and said in a deep voice, "is there anything else?"

Sitwell didn't speak, but the expression on his face began to twist, and then slowly opened his mouth, and a black tentacle with eyeballs came out of his mouth.

"Damn it!"

Pierce was about to sound the alarm and pull out the pistol hidden under his desk. But he was immediately frightened to find that he couldn't move all over, even blinking.