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    date="2021-10-04"

    title="Chapter Fifty-Four"

    weight="139709"

    series = ["UAAG Air Crash Investigation Team"]

    mode = "manual"

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    This is not the first time that Boeing's fuel tank design loopholes have been raised.

    As early as twenty-five years ago, the Global Airlines 800 crash was used as a lesson, and Boeing made improvements in the design of its own fuel tanks. In the TWA 800 crash, a Boeing 747 was flying. Due to airport scheduling problems, it waited for a full three hours under the scorching sun.

    In the scorching heat of July, passengers were tormented in a closed and narrow cabinet, and it was impossible for the crew pilots to turn on the air-conditioning to cool the passengers. So the fuel tank of the aircraft was also activated in the hot sun for three hours. In the end, the oil and gas reached a flammable point, an explosion occurred, the plane crashed, and none of the people on board survived.

    Old Joseph thought: "This possibility is indeed not unavailable. The Boeing 777 delivered by Boeing to Emirates was produced in 1997. The NTSB also spent a year in the TWA 800 crash, and it was only investigated in 1997. Tell the truth. Perhaps Boeing has not completely improved their fuel tank design loopholes on all aircraft, although this is a very coincidental and accidental loophole, and the probability of occurrence is very low.”

    Now that you have found something suspicious, you should act decisively and ask directly.

    Lina immediately contacted Boeing staff. However, when asked about the fuel tank design of the Boeing 777, Boeing replied: “All aircraft delivered to Emirates have been technically improved. It is guaranteed to be safe and reasonable. , To ensure the normal operation of the aircraft. More importantly, we have improved the internal materials of the fuel tank. Even if there is an oil and gas explosion, it is impossible to blow up the fuel tank."

    Everyone was astonished.

    Lowens asked incredulously: "Are you sure, really improved this design problem?"

    The Boeing staff replied very confidently: "Of course."

    After finally finding the entry point for the problem, it was suddenly blocked, and everything seemed to be back to the original point. Fucheng frowned, he thought for a while, walked aside in silence, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message.

    [Fucheng: Teacher Zhuo, something happened. 】

    Five minutes passed.

    [Zhuo Huan: Huh? 】

    Looking at the concise word on the phone screen, Fucheng was silent and sent the message again.

    [Please come back quickly. 】

    Three minutes later, just as everyone was at a loss, a male voice rang at the door, and the ending sound slightly provoked. Without seeing him, he swept over with his own arrogant and arrogant aura.

    "What happened again?"

    Everyone looked up and looked at him.

    Su Fei curled his lips and said, "We all understand the truth, RIP, this matter is not as mysterious as you said. Although it is not my professional field, I understood it as soon as Fucheng explained it. But you didn't expect it. , We contacted Boeing just now."

    Sniffing something wrong, Zhuo Huan walked into the room: "What do you mean."

    Old Joseph looked at him and sighed: "Reid, a very regrettable news-Boeing said that they have made improvements to the design of the Boeing 777, especially the strength of the fuel tank materials. Even if an oil and gas explosion does occur. , It is impossible to affect the flight."

    The voice fell to the ground, and there was a moment of silence in the office.

    Zhuo Huan's face sank suddenly, and for a long time, he looked at Fucheng: "What did Boeing say?"

    Fucheng looked into his eyes and nodded: "Yes."

    After a long time.

    Zhuo Huan smiled: "Heh, Interesting. What is the original sentence? I want an original sentence that is not bad."

    Lina: "I will contact Boeing again for you."

    Su Fei: "I remember the original words." The punk boy raised his hand, he looked at Zhuo Huan, and then began to repeat the words of the Boeing staff from beginning to end without any difference.

    "...Even if there is an oil and gas explosion, it is impossible to blow up the fuel tank." Su Fei said, "There are not many sentences in all, it is very simple to remember the original words. They said that."

    Zhuo Huan: "Cool, have you heard the point in Boeing's words?"

    Everyone was taken aback.

    Zhuo Huan: "The reason for the explosion of the Global Airlines 800 crash is extremely accidental. Boeing has not really thoroughly improved the complicated fuel tank circuit system. It is impossible for them to recall all the Boeing 747 aircraft that have been put on the market. , It is such a huge astronomical figure, even I can't imagine it. Similarly, for an aircraft that has been half-produced, or is even about to be completed...they don't need to make circuit improvements for an extremely accidental coincidence. He looked at Lowens, "After the air crash investigation report comes out, what does the NTSB say, what will the aircraft manufacturer and engine manufacturer do?"

    Lovins smiled: "How is it possible? That is capital. Unless it is a very simple maintenance and replacement, or a major mistake, otherwise many accidents occurred based on coincidence. After the investigation team gave suggestions, the major aircraft manufacturers, aviation The company always gives verbal suggestions and improvements. For example, in the Air France 447 crash, the PTS was installed on the outside of the nose. Long before the crash, there had been many abnormal conditions of PTS. Everyone in the world knows about it. Airbus’s design of this airspeed tube is not perfect, it can be more perfect, but at this point, Airbus will not repair all Airbus aircraft in the world for a mere airspeed tube."

    Old Joseph shrugged: "Yes, so for the design problem of the airspeed tube, Airbus's solution is to add this'airspeed tube abnormality' to the dictionary-like aircraft troubleshooting manual. When the airlines are required to train pilots, remind them that this airspeed control may have abnormal conditions, but don’t worry, you only need to wait three minutes and it will be normal. Everything just shows abnormality. The airplane There was no problem."

    Lowens: "However, Airbus did not expect that there would be an air crash. Even after the Air France 447 crash, they did not intend to replace the airspeed tube... This is just an extremely coincidental accident, compared to the cost of one. Terrible astronomical numbers, to replace the airspeed tube, it is better to remind the pilots and let them pay attention to this accident. The cost of manpower is much lower than the cost of maintenance."

    Zhuo Huan: "So, the reason why Boeing has this confidence is not because they really solved the problem of the fuel tank wiring of all Boeing aircraft in the world, but they reminded the pilots not to repeat this coincidence. At the same time, it is more robust. The material...Even if it explodes, it will never damage the fuel tank."

    Fucheng squinted his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Zhuo Huan: "Teacher Zhuo, what do you mean is that Boeing is right. Emirates did not have the fuel tank exploded. Just like the previous Global Airlines flight 800, the plane broke directly. It crashed. It’s just that Boeing did not expect that in the case of a small explosion inside the fuel tank, the shock wave of the explosion could oscillate out and break the fan blades of the engine?"

    Lowens heard it brightly, he said: "This view sounds a bit reference."

    Old Joseph touched his chin: "Well, this possibility is not impossible. I understand what Boeing meant. These capitalists are too good at playing word games! What they mean is that even if there is an explosion inside the fuel tank, they can guarantee the aircraft. Continue to fly and make an emergency landing because they use more advanced fuel tank materials, not because an explosion will never happen!"

    Su Fei: "Ah, I understand, but the question is... Will the possibility proposed by Brother Fu exist?"

    Zhuo Huan raised his chin towards Fucheng.

    Fucheng was taken aback, and the two looked at each other for a moment. He reacted and took a piece of chewing gum from the drawer behind him and handed it to Zhuo Huan.

    Peel off the tin foil and throw the gum into your mouth. Zhuo Huan said lazily while chewing gum, "What is the reason why Galileo is called the father of modern physics."

    Everyone: "...?????"

    Wait, aren't you still talking about the Air crash 411? Why did you suddenly start studying physics? !

    Everyone else didn't understand how this man suddenly started talking about other topics, only Su Fei reacted quickly after a long pause: "Because he proposed the scientific reasoning experiment method!"

    Zhuo Huan glanced at him: "Wow, a Harvard graduate."

    Su Fei waved his hand triumphantly: "Although I am not a physics major, I still have this kind of common sense."

    other people:"……"

    Whoever rides a horse will suddenly think of this inexplicably!

    Zhuo Huan looked at Fucheng: "Contact GCAA and plan to use the Boeing 777 provided by Emirates to conduct experiments." Then he said to Su Fei: "Contact Teiichi Tsunai and ask him to help with the experiment."

    Finally, he looked at Lowens: "There are some things, I need NTSB's help."

    Lowens: "What's the matter, Patrick, just say it."

    Zhuo Huan: "I hope you can take the fragments of the engine fan blades back to the United States and go to the laboratory at the NTSB headquarters to conduct some experimental analysis. In the past 23 years of scientific and technological development, many things have been equipped with new experimental methods, maybe Something different can be detected."

    April 15, Tokyo time, 3 pm.

    The video conference was connected, and Tsuna Teichi's face appeared on the projection screen. Wearing a white lab coat, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his voice was steady and gentle: "Zhuo Jun." Then he looked at the other UAAG members on the side: "Su Jun, Fu Jun, Joseph, Miss Lina."

    Lina smiled beautifully at him.

    Zhuo Huan: "Have you read the information sent to you, Jinna."

    Teiichi Tsuna: "I received the information just after one o'clock in the afternoon. There are 287 pages in total. I have only read less than one-third of it. I already understand the general situation, but this is an experiment that requires very little error. Zhuo Jun, You have to know that the experimental result you want to get is that high-strength, high-pressure-resistant aerospace alloy materials will cause the separation of the alloy surface materials due to the explosion of how many equivalents, without affecting the limit of normal use."

    Zhuo Huan: "Yes."

    "I need a Boeing 777 aircraft, at least, the fuel tank part of it."

    "no problem."

    Emperor Tsuna was surprised for a moment, he did not expect Zhuo Huan to promise so readily. "Although it is not really going to blow up an aircraft, it just needs to perform a lot of simultaneous updates and monitoring of the relative data of the actual aircraft, but Zhuo Jun, I am very surprised by your generosity."

    Su Fei unceremoniously complained to the side: "Cut, it's Emirates' generosity."

    Emperor Tsuna glanced at Su Fei: "That's how it is."

    Zhuo Huan was not interested in taking a look at Su Fei. He asked Emperor Tsunai: "When can I start the experiment."

    Tsuna Teiichi: "After three days, I need to read all the experimental data first, and then send some required parts to your hands. During this period, I may often contact Zhuo Jun to communicate with you about the experimental data. set up."

    "good."

    "keep in touch."

    "keep in touch."

    After the video call ended, Lina smiled and said: "It's a pity, in fact, after meeting in Shencheng last time, I tried to give Professor Zina an invitation to come and work at UAAG. But he refused."

    Fucheng thought for a while: "Although UAAG has a very good salary, the academic environment and atmosphere of the University of Tokyo is more suitable for Professor Tsuna."

    Lina: "I also thought of this. It's just a pity. I admire a gentleman like Professor Tsuna very much. If he can come to UAAG, I will be even more happy."

    Zhuo Huan passed by the two of them, and he snorted softly, "Teiichi Tsunai, gentleman?"

    Lina: "Yeah, Reid, don't you think he is a good man. In the whole UAAG, there is only such a good man like Fu, which is a bit rare. I think he is here, at least it is looking for a companion for Fu, right? "The blonde showed a gentle and kind smile.

    Old Joseph: "Hey, Lina, am I not a good man?"

    Lina: "You already have children, old Joseph."

    Su Fei: "What about me!"

    Lina: "Minors don't participate in the discussion, kid."

    Zhuo Huan raised an eyebrow: "What about me?"

    Lina frowned, and after a long time, she said: "Well, I'm thinking about how to answer so as not to destroy our friendship."

    Zhuo Huan: "..."

    Zhuo Huan: "Is Teichi Tsunai a good man?"

    Everyone looked at him together.

    Uncle Zhuo snorted and started taunting unscrupulously: "Thirty years old, without a family, and still single, either incompetent or with special hobbies."

    As soon as the voice fell, the whole office was silent.

    a long time.

    Old Joseph: "...Reid, do you think you are scolding someone."

    Zhuo Huan: "Huh?"

    Su Fei smiled: "I'll press a dollar, RIP won't be raised!"

    Lina smiled meaningfully: "Then I will squeeze two dollars."

    Old Joseph: "The important thing is to participate, I'll hold one. Vol, what about you."

    Fucheng didn't really want to participate in this topic, but suddenly he was named. He was a little afraid to face the direct gaze behind him, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "Then I will also focus on participating. Just press one piece."

    Zhuo Huan: "..."

    Hold.

    ...

    Uncle Zhuo was angry for a whole day, and didn't say a word with everyone at UAAG.

    Su Fei said speechlessly: "Obviously he himself scolded Diyi Tsunai first and said bad things behind his back, but he scolded himself by the way, and he was still angry! Why is RIP doing this, be careful!"

    Lina thought for a while, then smiled: "Actually, I kind of understand why Reid scolded herself unconsciously."

    Everyone looked at her curiously.

    Lina propped her chin with one hand and said, "Do you have that feeling. From a certain day, your life suddenly seems to have lost its meaning. I can't feel the passage of time, and I don't know the change of the sun and the moon. For me, it is in me. Before entering UAAG, my life didn’t have much meaning. Entering Yale and entering the United Nations, everything seemed to be taken for granted. This is my life. But what I really like is airplanes.” Speaking of which, she said. Tanshou said, "It's a pity that I was born in the Comte family. I have such a good innate advantage, but I have no talent on the plane. But now, I can work with you to investigate flight accidents. I am really happy every day, every day. They all seem to have color."

    Old Joseph also said with emotion: "When I was in the U.S. Air Force, flying in the blue sky gave me the meaning of life. Then I retired and joined American Airlines, and every day was not a good time. I think my bad temper was the same as it was then. It’s related to my feelings. It wasn’t until the air crash happened later that I joined the NTSB, and I didn’t know that maybe what I really wanted to do was the air crash investigation."

    The white-haired old gentleman held up the coffee cup and smiled to the younger generations: "Hey, buddies, when you use your sweat and wisdom to find out the truth about the plane crash, and make suggestions to alert future generations, don’t you think Is this a very meaningful thing? When I think that my actions may save hundreds or thousands of people, or just need to save one person, I feel that my life is full of meaning."

    Su Fei murmured: "How come you all seem to have such a sense of life."

    Old Joseph: "You are still young, don't think about it so much, it's better to think about what to eat after returning to the hotel tonight."

    Lina smiled: "So, maybe Reid didn't even realize that he was already 30 years old. I kind of miss Reid when I was 23."

    Su Fei asked excitedly: "What does it look like."

    The old Joseph was also very interested: "Seven years ago...2014? I remember that Reid had just become the chief designer of McFly at the time, and caused an uproar in the industry. But I don't know Reid at that time." He showed lingering fear. , "The chief designer of Mai Fei, a real big capitalist, I am an ordinary NTSB investigator who is not qualified to meet such a big man."

    Lina did not answer. Instead, she looked at Fucheng with a smile: "Aren't you curious, Fu."

    Fucheng has been holding the coffee cup and looking down at the ground. Suddenly hearing his name, he slowly raised his head.

    Lina: "Are you not interested in Reid at all."

    For a long time, Fucheng smiled and said, "Is there any difference from now?"

    Lina took a serious look at him, and then said to everyone, "Yes, there is a difference, there is a big difference. First of all, there is no such long hair, and then, it is not like this, often slouched. I am very young. I met Reid at that time, because the Patrick family is also a major shareholder of McFly Corp. At that time, how did Reid describe it seven years ago..."

    Graduated from Yale University, with a double degree in economics and psychology, can speak up in press conferences facing the global media, can organize United Nations activities, and talk with leaders of various countries, but now, Lina is suddenly out of words.

    She racked her brains, thinking about that word desperately.

    Old Joseph and Su Fei looked at her expectantly, waiting impatiently.

    The youth's elegant and gentle voice sounded: "There seems to be light in his eyes."

    Lina suddenly returned to her senses: "Yes, that's it. At that time, Reid was full of light. He was confident, bold, and fearless, with only the front in his eyes. It seems that you just need to follow him without him. There is no place he can't reach what he can't do."

    Su Fei was taken aback: "Ah, isn't the current RIP the same, it's arrogant and defiant."

    Lina smiled helplessly: "I can't tell you the feeling, indeed, Reid has always been arrogant, but it's different."

    Old Joseph: "Why is it different?"

    Lina thought for a long time, but still could not describe the difference. She could only say: "Unspeakable. I follow Reid not only because he is my good friend, but also because he is worth following." Suddenly, she looked at Fu Cheng: "Is that right, Fu?"

    For a brief moment, Fucheng smiled gently: "Yeah."

    You can't believe that there is such a shining and bright person in the world without seeing it with your own eyes.

    Like a blazing star, where the fire and flames meet, all eyes are shining.

    "Ah."

    Everyone was discussing enthusiastically, and a humming sounded from the door. I saw a man holding a coffee cup, sneered into the office, and sat in his seat.

    Putting the cup on the table, Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows: "Nothing to do? Are the experimental data ready."

    Lina: "Reid, we praised you just now."

    Zhuo Huan: "Oh, praise me for being arrogant and domineering.

    Su Fei: "..."

    Su Fei: "You haven't heard the long section of what we praised you before!"

    Zhuo Huan was rightly confident: "No, I heard you scold me when I came." He looked at Lina: "Withhold his salary, he was late three times this month."

    Su Fei: "???? You are late every day!"

    Zhuo Huan: "But I am your boss."

    Su Fei: "..."

    Listen, is this still human!

    In the evening, everyone returned to the hotel.

    Fucheng had just finished taking a shower, and when he received a message from Lina, he opened it.

    [Lina: At six tomorrow morning, we will gather downstairs in the hotel. Lina will give you another good reminder. Tokyo is five hours faster than Dubai. We have an appointment with Professor Tsuna for the experiment time. Don’t miss it. Finally, although it is a group message, Lina loves you. 】

    Fucheng replied.

    [Fucheng: Received. 】

    A few seconds later, received a reply from Lina.

    [Lina: You are the first to reply, I am very happy, Fu. 】

    [Fucheng: I have worked hard, go to bed early, good night. 】

    Fucheng put down the phone and continued to wipe his hair. Suddenly, the phone rang again. He thought it was Lina's news, clicked on it, but was stunned.

    [Zhuo Huan: Come to my room. 】

    Looking at the short four words on the phone screen in a daze, Fucheng replied.

    [Fucheng: It's so late, what's the matter, Teacher Zhuo. 】

    [Zhuo Huan: I have something. 】

    [Fucheng: What's the matter? 】

    After a while, no more news was received, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

    Fucheng was taken aback, got up and walked towards the door. Seeing the people outside the door through the cat's eyes, he was silent for a long while and opened the door.

    "Teacher Zhuo, what do you want?"

    Zhuo Huan didn't seem to take a shower yet, and he was wearing the same white shirt during the day, but the cufflinks were rolled up, revealing his wrists and elbows. As soon as the door opened, he sneered, and was about to speak, suddenly his eyes fell on the young man, and his voice stopped.

    From the damp black hair, all the way down, following the graceful neck curve, it's a pity that the white pajamas are very tightly dressed, and you can't see the slightest hidden part under the clothes.

    Zhuo Huan: "Have you a bath?"

    Fucheng: "Well, didn't you take a shower."

    Zhuo Huan: "Let you come over, why can't you come."

    Fucheng was silent: "It's too late, and I have to get up early tomorrow. If I'm fine, I want to go to bed earlier."

    "Do you think I am going to do something to you."

    Fucheng raised his head and looked at him quietly.

    "No."

    "Heh," Zhuo Huan said with a light smile, "I am impotent, don't you know it."

    Fucheng: "..."

    "I didn't mean that."

    Zhuo Huan's expressionless face: "You pressed a piece."

    Fucheng looked at him calmly: "I'm pressing a piece... you have a special hobby."

    Zhuo Huan's expression suddenly stopped.

    Fucheng raised his eyes and looked at him, with a faint voice: "You like men, don't you."

    In the dim yellow light, the young man tilted his head slightly, his hair tilted sideways because of this action, and water drops gently dripped along the condensed hair. Zhuo Huan's heart suddenly sounded, his sight was completely absorbed, staring at the drop of water that fell on the depression of the collarbone.

    For a long time, Zhuo Huan smiled: "I am very angry today, Fucheng, do you understand?"

    Silence spreads quietly.

    The next moment, the young man raised his head slightly and kissed the man's lips.

    Zhuo Huan pushed with his right hand, pressed Fucheng's shoulder, and pushed him into the room. The door closed behind the two of them, he propped one hand on the wall, and the other hand raised Fucheng's chin, closed his eyes, and kissed with his head down.

    The hot breath swept through the mouth wantonly, it was the smell that belonged only to Zhuo Huan, and the mouth was hot and numb from being licked.

    After a long time, his lips parted, Fucheng lowered his head and panted against the wall.

    "Fucheng, why have you always been so obedient."

    Fucheng took a halt and raised his head: "No, you feel wrong."

    Zhuo Huan raised his chin, leaned close to his body, almost touching his lips, but didn't really kiss it. "Then if I want to sleep with you in this room now... Fucheng, would you reject me?"

    His eyes shrank slightly, his body froze, and Fucheng looked at the man in front of him for a few seconds.

    "This joke doesn't seem to be very funny, Teacher Zhuo."

    Zhuo Huan looked down at him.

    The youth's expression was calm, and he had already gasped.Except for his slightly red and swollen lips, he didn't seem to be immersed in the vague and lingering kiss just now, as if the person who kissed him just now was not him at all.

    Zhuo Huan retracted his hand on the wall: "I have something to look for you."

    Fucheng raised his head.

    "Lina can't help, old Joseph and Su Fei, I don't want to tell them. You, do me a favor tonight."

    "What's busy?"

    Zhuo Huan rolled the cufflinks up a bit anxiously: "There is news from the salvage company that a part of the wreckage of Roger 318 has been found."

    For a moment, the air seemed to stand still, and Fucheng's eyes widened.

    The author has something to say:

    Zhuo Anxi: Do you have impotence when I step on a horse?

    Emperor Tsunai: Do not do to others what you don't want, Zhuo Jun.[Indifferent face]

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