Jin Jing turned around quickly and looked around the windy corridor.
"Bai? What's wrong?"
Obviously, George did not notice the strange wind. He looked at Jin Jing's movements slightly strangely.
"My 'intuition' tells me what is going to happen soon." Jin Jing replied smoothly.
This excuse is really useful.
"..." George did not question, and began to carefully observe the surrounding situation.
Although this is the fifth floor, it is a closed corridor. There are guardrails on the windows of both classrooms and corridors. Even if the windows are open, you cannot fall out.
call--
A gust of wind blew in from the window in the corridor, bringing in a small piece of paper at the same time, which swirled and landed at Jin Jing's feet. It seemed to be a slogan celebrating a certain event, but most of it was burned, about
The word "Happy" only has two blood-red letters "Ha".
Is it really Hannah Abbott? Jin Jing glanced at the scraps of paper, turned around and walked towards the classmates who were observing from a distance. After George signaled the colleagues next to him to put away the scraps of paper, he followed closely.
behind her.
Since only one class of hers was on Flight 180, classmates from other classes and grades didn't have much impression of their "escaping from death". They were more surprised that the inconspicuous "Bai Jingjing" suddenly broke out.
With his amazing background, he stepped out of the way like Moses parting the sea when she strode forward.
Click, click!
One of the students did not pay attention behind him when he backed up and knocked over a mop standing in the corner. When the mop fell, it hit the bucket on the window sill. When the bucket fell over, it hit the cleaning cart.
As a result, the car's brakes failed and it began to slide backwards.
"What the hell..." Jin Jing judged that the direction of the car was the class she was in, so she ran towards it and tried to stop it. However, because the water stains on the ground were not yet dry, Jin Jing's feet slipped and she could not catch up, and the cleaning car was unable to catch up.
On the contrary, it retreats faster and faster.
No matter what, this kind of car can't hit anyone, right?
Just as Jin Jing came up with this thought, she heard a voice shouting from the corner in front:
"——Miss, you cannot leave the classroom until we have the results of our investigation!"
"——Fuck you! Are you planning on letting me use the toilet in the classroom?!"
The next moment, an FBI man in a black suit rushed out from the corner chasing a girl with curly hair and freckles on her face.
Boom! Crash——
The girl was turning her head to give the FBI agent her middle finger. She didn't pay attention to the front, so she fell backwards and hit the cleaning car. However, because she was too light, she was unable to stop the car. Instead, she fell directly into the bed of the car and was piled inside.
The white cloth strips that seemed to be curtains were tightly entangled, and the car that was supposed to hit the wall temporarily changed its direction when she hit it, and rushed the girl diagonally towards the nearby stairs.
Because the height of each floor is not low, the stairs between each floor of Mount Abraham University are very long, with thirty steps. If she gets stuck in the car and rolls down, she will die... no, she will definitely die.
Alright.
"Qiaoqiao! Hit the wheels of that car!" Jin Jing pointed at the cleaning car and shouted.
"..."
George did not respond, but about a second later, a burst of gunfire rang out.
Bang, bang, bang! Creak—thud!
The rear wheel of the cleaning car was directly knocked off, and the entire car instantly lost its original trajectory. After drawing a crooked arc, it narrowly missed the wall at the edge of the stairs.
Hannah, who was still trapped inside, didn't know where she hit. Her head and face were covered with blood. She was holding on to the bed of the cleaning truck and looking out with a dazed expression.
[Side mission: Prevent 3 Death attacks. (2/3)]
"Tsk..." Seeing the FBI men in black suits rushing over to try to rescue Hannah, Jin Jing stopped and did not continue to approach.
call--
The dark wind blew again, and then gradually disappeared. Although it was just the sound of wind, Jin Jing could hear a touch of anger and disappointment from it.
"Is everything okay?" George asked as he reloaded the magazine for his gun.
"Not yet, but the current sequence is consistent with what Alex said. It would have been nice if he had carefully observed the process of the disaster." Jin Jing responded subconsciously.
"Don't you know?" George asked again.
"If I knew the sequence, would I still have made it so thrilling?" Jin Jing turned to glance at him: "I repeat, I have no idea what Alex saw, and I have never experienced the events he experienced.
I just intuitively believe that what he said is true."
There is actually a bit of a problem here.
"Return Home" is a skill that "breaks away from the world". After using it, you will give up any benefits in this world and leave this world. As a skill produced by the Lord God, it should not be "premonitioned" by the indigenous residents at all.
And if Alex's ability is not "premonition" but "time backtracking", then he shouldn't stay in this world. Could it be that the ability of a mere native can drag him back from the main god's space?
However, these are all trivial matters. The real trouble is that the two people currently attacked by the god of death are not on Jin Jing's task list at all. If Alex's memory content is limited to this, she may have to keep an eye on the plane she was on the same flight with.
All classmates will do.
Now it can only be confirmed that before Todd was attacked, the other people required to be protected by the side mission were all safe.
"So, what do you think we should do now?" George continued to try to ask Jin Jing while busy contacting and synchronizing information with other colleagues.
"Lock up all my classmates and let them stay in a safe place, with someone to protect them at all times," George dared to ask, and Jin Jing dared to answer: "Or, take Alex to a psychiatrist.
Or a hypnotist, take everything out of his head."
"There is no conflict between the two." George thought for a moment, came to a conclusion, and began to contact other colleagues: "I need a school bus and make an appointment with the best psychologist. The specifications? It can accommodate 60 people, preferably 80%."
It’s new, there are no records of renovation accidents, and if you’re a psychiatrist, he should be good at hypnosis—what else?”
"Accident survivors will be attacked and killed by the God of Death through other accidents", which sounds very outrageous at first, has unknowingly become the default rule?
"If it's convenient, send someone to monitor the passengers on Flight 180 except us." Jin Jing thought for a moment about when this logic became a theorem, and then decided to give up: "According to Alex, the plane started from
The explosion where we are is should not affect other passengers before the whole plane explodes, but we are not afraid of 10,000, just in case."
"We need to add more manpower, about three hundred people -" George said while making an "OK" gesture to Jin Jing.
I always feel that...this agent's background is not very ordinary.
