In the cabin, the flight attendants were repeating the words to comfort the passengers over and over again. Even though their voices were trembling sobbing in despair, many passengers were sobbing in despair, and some people took out paper and pen to write their last words.
Xu Chuan sat in the seat beside the window, and through the porthole, he could see the burning aircraft engine. The flames were pulled into a straight line by the speed of the aircraft and printed in the night sky.
If anyone sees it, it should feel like a shooting star.
Unlike others, his face was silent without any emotion.
‘This scene is so familiar.’, he thought to himself.
"Hehe", for some reason, he even laughed out loud under such circumstances.
The plane began to descend rapidly, the lights in the cabin had gone out, and the passengers made various desperate sounds, while Xu Chuan just turned his head and looked at the seat beside him, where there should be a person he was very familiar with.
He reached out his hand to grab something, and then a very violent shock occurred in the plane.
Explosions, screams, and darkness storms.
...
Xu Chuan woke up from the dream, and everything in the dream seemed to be vivid in his mind. He rubbed his forehead, sat up from the sofa, took a deep breath, "Ha, I haven't had this dream for a long time."
I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face. I looked up at the person in the mirror. I was not old and had half a long hair. My cheeks were a little thin. My eyes were a little red because I didn’t sleep well. My look was a little baby face and I couldn’t tell my age.
"I have been here for more than ten years, and it still looks so incongruous," he said to himself.
Come out of the bathroom, pick up the alarm clock at the head of the bed and it shows: 2011 05 07 03:04 "It was only 3 o'clock, and I actually slept for 12 hours."
Turn on the TV, there was an Arabic TV series. I watched a prisoner Sucre, played by an American black actor, introduce the various people in the prison with his new roommate Michael. The two chatted in Arabic with a Moroccan dialect accent. It was such a funny scene.
"Thank me, if I hadn't come, you'd never even watched the prison escape," Xu Chuan leaned against the head of the bed and faced the TV, as if saying to the whole world.
It has been more than ten years since the air crash. When I woke up, I found myself an eight-year-old boy, and time returned to 1998.
Lying in the hospital ward, Xu Chuan could only look at the anxious but unfamiliar people around him in a daze, but he was extremely nervous, but he also felt a little happy. Since he could come here, would his wife, who was on the same flight as him, come over? Thinking of this, he almost used all his reason to prevent himself from jumping up from the hospital bed.
When he came out of the hospital, Xu Chuan also knew from the information he obtained in his daily life and the memories in his mind how bloody the things that happened to this body were.
The original owner's mother committed suicide by turning on gas at home but did not know that her son was also at home. After being found out that she was sent to the hospital, the original owner's mother became a vegetative person because her brain was deficient in oxygen for too long.
The original owner was rescued, of course, it can be said that he was not rescued, because the person who is alive now is Xu Chuan, who has the same name and surname as the original owner.
In the following years, Xu Chuan was familiar with the world while taking care of the original owner's mother. He searched for his parents in his previous life. After all, he found his home in his previous life in this period, but found that the one who lived there was not his former parents.
After becoming an adult, he conducted in-depth investigations and his family became different from his great-grandfather's generation, which affected his father's generation to become completely different, but his mother's hometown in Hebei Province has been in Tianjin City, and her family search plan has died before it even started.
The situation with his wife is similar, and this person does not exist at all, but Xu Chuan does not want to give up because they are all on the same plane. Since he can come, it means that others can do it. Maybe it is not the same person. Maybe she is also looking for herself in her way, maybe... there are many possibilities.
After the Internet was popularized, he even posted some songs that both of them liked in their previous lives and novels in their previous lives. However, the email address used to contact him had nothing except spam and invitations from some music companies. Hope rises and disappears again and again. Until many years later, he is almost forgetting the person's appearance.
"I'm so hungry. I don't know if I can find food outside at this time," Xu Chuan put on his clothes and said to himself, and inserted a HK45T into the holster under his armpit.
Dalbeda, a famous port city in western Morocco, also has a name famous for its movie, Casablanca.
Xu Chuan walked on the street and habitually put his hood on his head. There were not many people on the street. After all, it was still late at night, and all the shops on both sides of the street were closed. Ten minutes later, Xu Chuan sat helplessly in a 24-hour KFC at the intersection, eating hamburgers that tasted completely different from those in China, while looking out the window alertly.
Recently, the Middle East and North Africa have been very uneasy. A few months ago, a Tunisian came from his grave, causing riots that almost swept the entire Middle East. The West took the opportunity to shout that the spring of Actinab is coming.
This has caused serious problems in the security situation in many countries in this region. There are people everywhere on the streets who can't survive and are ready to do something. Social order is on the verge of collapse. You must be careful when you go out.
Looking outside through the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a white four-story building not far away. The building was brightly lit, and staff were walking around and working overtime. Looking at the sign at the door, it seemed to be a newspaper, with a few coconut trees planted in front of the door, and a small parking lot across a not-wide road, with several cars parked scattered inside.
"Yohou", Xu Chuan, who was used to observing his surroundings, glanced across a small alley with no lights not far away, and inexplicably raised a hint of vigilance.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The entrance to the alley in the dark is very narrow. If you are not a local or if you don’t look carefully, you will definitely not find it. Not to mention that it is early in the morning. As long as you are a normal person, you will never go there. So which zippy cigarette butts are there? What kind of crazy is the zippy cigarette butts that don’t sleep in the middle of the night? "Smoking is harmful to health, idiot."
Curiosity suddenly arose. After eating the burger in a few bites, he quietly took out his pistol from his arms, covered it with a backpack and put it in the silencer, turned on the insurance and put it back into the holster under his armpit.
Pick up the happy water on the table, suck it while walking outside, trying to make yourself look more natural, unzip the zipper of the coat so that you can pull out your pistol at any time.
Xu Chuan walked slowly like an ordinary person wandering around in the night when he couldn't sleep. When he passed by the alley, he looked inside unintentionally. A white man in his 30s leaned against the wall and was smoking boredly. There were already several cigarette butts on the ground.
Seeing someone passing by the white man, he also looked at Xu Chuan with vigilance, then quickly threw away the cigarette in his right hand and stretched it backwards.
Without hesitation, Xu Chuan first threw the paper cup in his left hand and accurately hit the other party's face. He quickly pulled out the gun with his right hand, shot two consecutive shots in his chest, and then raised the muzzle slightly to accurately shoot the headshot. The whole process was extremely smooth and smooth.
"FUCK", Xu Chuan cursed inwardly and hid in the alley quickly. After confirming that there was no one else, he kicked the P226 on the white man's hand away, and then looked left and right in the dark to confirm that no one noticed this. While touching the man's connection, he could not die anymore. "It's so unlucky." He grabbed the clothes of the corpse and dragged him into the depths of the alley.