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Chapter 62 Rescue (1)
Xu Xinghe did not expect that the kidnappers did not go far, but chose to board the plane in Gilles City, which is less than 200 kilometers away from Nanga City, and planned to take the Venus a-701 civilian spacecraft to another one. planet.
There were four people in their group. In addition to himself, there was a burly man with scars, a gray-haired man with a inch head, and a relatively short man with glasses.
And his situation is even worse than imagined...
Disguised as a tourist with disabled legs, he was in a wheelchair and was pushed all the way into Giles Airport by the Scarred Man.
Xu Xinghe opened his mouth, but his throat could no longer make any sound.
Not only that, half an hour ago, he was also given an unknown drug by this group of people, and now his muscles are weak, especially his leg muscles, he almost lost consciousness, like a real crippled, standing He couldn't stand up either, and could only be pushed away by the scarred man.
The three gangsters had given up all prohibited weapons such as guns because they were leaving from a civilian airport.
However, Xu Xinghe knew that there was a soft blade of special material that was as thin as a cicada's wing hidden in the Scar Man's sleeve.
Before getting into the wheelchair, the icy blade pressed against his neck threateningly.
The owner of the blade warned himself, don't move your mind, otherwise you will only die.
Xu Xinghe's palm was sweaty.
At this moment, the scarred man was behind him, the gray-haired man was on his left, and the glasses man was on his right. The three surrounded him to death, constantly monitoring his every move.
He seemed to be surrounded by the stars holding the moon in the middle, but he was actually being held hostage in all directions.
Xu Xinghe has no doubts that if he chooses to hug the guard next to him and call for help when he goes through the security check in a while, then these thugs will really cut their own throats with the mentality that the fish will die and the net will be broken.
So, what to do?
He couldn't really watch himself being pushed into a spaceship to a strange planet by them, and from then on, life and death were inexorable.
As expected, the special weapon that the scarred man hid in his sleeve easily escaped the security system of this civilian airport.
The group of four went through two security checks, and all the detectors were quiet without any warning sound.
Xu Xinghe bit his lip and was pushed to the next pass.
Because it was a cross-planet trip, after a few people passed the security check, they came to the immigration checkpoint.
It stands to reason that this link requires everyone to come forward with their own documents individually, to be questioned by the prosecutors and the system's identity verification audit.
But Steven, who was disguised by Xu Xinghe, was pushed through the green passage by the scarred man because of his disabled legs and accompanied him the whole time.
Xu Xinghe originally thought that when the security inspector looked at him, he could use his mouth to say something to save his life.
Unexpectedly, the scarred man just pushed him up, he took half a step forward from behind him, came to his side, then turned his head and stared at himself like a torch.
Xu Xinghe opened his mouth, and the scarred man's eyes narrowed slightly. He put his right hand on Xu Xinghe's shoulder and patted him lightly.
The indifferent gaze poured down like a basin of ice water, with a faint threat.
Xu Xinghe froze, his half-raised hand pointed at his throat, then shook his head, and told the staff at the gate that he was dumb and could not answer routine questions.
The scarred man put on a sad smile and explained that his younger brother had damaged vocal cords and disabled legs.
After he finished speaking, he scratched his head, like a strong, honest and hard-working man, he couldn't see how fierce he was just now.
Under the full watch of the man with scar, Xu Xinghe didn't dare to risk his life to openly ask for help.
The hand that had just been raised was properly placed back on the side of the leg.
The index finger of his right hand tapped lightly beside his leg.
Unfortunately, the gate inspector behind the glass didn't notice his move, and just cast a sympathetic look.
Next is face recognition, fingerprint recognition, pupil recognition...
The identity verification system flashed three green lights, then the staff raised their hand and stamped a passport named Steven.
After walking through the green passage, Xu Xinghe was pushed into the waiting hall by the scarred man, and joined the other two people who were queuing to pass the customs.
After going through a series of inspection procedures, everyone finally came to the boarding gate and waited for boarding.
Xu Xinghe's right index finger was still tapping rhythmically on the side of his leg, hoping that someone would notice him.
Unexpectedly, it was not someone else who first discovered this abnormal behavior.
A leather jacket suddenly swung over from his side, covering his leg and covering the hand he had been beating on his leg.
Xu Xinghe's shoulders trembled and he turned his head, only to see the gray-haired man on his right side with a chuckle: "It's cold, don't freeze."
The smile hung on his face, but the coldness reached the bottom of his heart through the dark gray eyes.
Amid the noisy chatter of the surrounding people, the gray-haired man smiled and said in a voice that only a few people around could hear: "If you don't want your fingers anymore, you can break them off one by one."
Xu Xinghe bit his inner lip and lowered his eyes at the man's threatening voice.
Giles Airport, surveillance duty room.
The sudden command from above to strengthen airport inspections and security checks fell into the ears of several guards on duty who were in charge of monitoring, and could not have any substantial impact on their work.
At their level, they have no access to secrets, and naturally do not know what happened. They only vaguely heard that the major gates in the northern hemisphere are under martial law, and more than half of the interplanetary flights have been delayed.
"Maybe some super criminals are on the run. There was martial law a few years ago. It seems that because of this, even the local army was dispatched."
An old guard over fifty years old sits in a rocking chair and drinks hot tea from a cup.
Beside him, a new guard who had just joined the post showed a completely different mental outlook.
The young lad stared intently and dutifully at the monitor from all angles on the big screen.
The old guard clicked his tongue and said, half praise and half sarcasm, "It's nice to be young. I was so focused on my work when I was young."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the young man say "Huh".
The old guard asked, "What's wrong?"
The young guard pointed to a monitor on the big screen and said, "This person in a wheelchair doesn't seem to have any signs of muscle atrophy in his legs. I worked as a temporary care worker during my school days. Anyone who is in a wheelchair all year round will have no signs of muscle atrophy in his legs. Muscles will atrophy more or less..."
The old guard glanced at the screen, and then continued to drink tea leisurely: "Maybe it's because he has just been disabled for a long time? There's nothing to make a fuss about this kind of thing."
The young guard heard the words, but still stared at the monitoring screen.
Until he saw the gray-haired man tossing his clothes on Xu Xinghe, the young guard suddenly walked over to the monitoring control panel and reversed that frame for a few minutes.
Then slowed down and watched it again.
"What are you looking at?" the old guard asked.
"This man's hand... seems to be knocking on something," the young guard replied, staring intently at the screen.
He held his breath and stared intently at Xu Xinghe's right hand on the side of his leg in the monitor.
The index finger seemed to tap on and offโ
blah blah blah.
Click, click, click.
blah blah blah.
After about a minute or so, tapped again at the same rhythmโ
Three short, three long, three short.
"That man is calling for help!" The young guard stood up suddenly.
He quickly reached out and shook the old guard beside him.
The latter was slightly taken aback: "What?"
"Look! That man is knocking sos! Morse code for help!" the young guard exclaimed excitedly. "And after a few rounds of knocking, he was covered by the man next to him with his clothes!"
The old guard stared at the screen for a while, his face a little tangled.
He has worked at this airport for more than 20 years, and he has never seen anyone who can use Morse code to knock out a distress signal.
After struggling for a moment, I still feel that the young man is making a big fuss: "It may be that they just knocked on the leg casually, and it happened by accident? If he really needs help, he doesn't need to use such an obscure way, right?"
It's strange to think about it, why would an active and conscious person call for help in this way?
"Maybe he was threatened? After all, there were three men around him. And the gray-haired man was also very rude, not like he was treating his relatives and friends."
The old guard shrugged and took a sip of tea: "Okay, kid, but it's all just your guess."
The guard known as the "child" was quite dissatisfied: "Didn't the chief guard say that any suspicious problems found during the martial law must be reported in time!"
"Then go and report it." The old guard yawned irresponsibly, "but don't blame me for not reminding you, the people above don't like nosy children, you are increasing their workload and making If not, you will be scolded."
Xu Xinghe heard the news about the delay of his upcoming interstellar flight on the radio.
He was nervous, but because of the martial law at the airport, there were many delayed flights, so this delay did not seem surprising.
The three people around him surrounded him, and he was not allowed to stare at the same person for a long time.
Xu Xinghe lowered his eyes and sat and waited in the waiting hall with all the delayed passengers.
During the long and difficult wait, the scarred man gradually became a little impetuous.
But in the end, he managed to control his emotions well, exchanged glances with the other two, and then guarded Xu Xinghe even more closely.
His hand was on the wheelchair, and it was always within a palm of Xu Xinghe's fair neck.
After waiting for about an hour, the boarding gate finally opened.
Before boarding the plane, Xu Xinghe was given another pill.
The scarred man said to him very gently: "Are you tired? You sleep for a while, and you will be where you are when you wake up."
Within five minutes of taking the medicine, Xu Xinghe became very sleepy.
It is a powerful sleeping pill.
Xu Xinghe knew that because he was in a wheelchair, after getting on the spacecraft, there was a high probability that there would be an exclusive seat for the disabled and not beside the scarred man.
That is, they had to be separated for a short period of time during their travels until the spacecraft landed on another planet.
This group of kidnappers must have been afraid that they would ask the flight attendants for help during the separation period, so they forcibly fed themselves sleeping pills, intending to let them sleep.
Half awake, Xu Xinghe was pushed onto the spaceship.
He vaguely heard the scarred man explain to the flight attendant: "My brother injured his leg in a car accident, so he has a certain psychological barrier and stress response to the spaceship. I fed him a doctor's pill before boarding the plane.The sleeping pills prescribed, let him sleep for a while. Please help me take care of my brother. "
"Please don't worry." The flight attendant led the person to the disabled seat and took Xu Xinghe from the scarred man with a smile, "We will take good care of him."