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date="2021-10-04"

title="Chapter Seventy One"

weight="139814"

series = ["UAAG Air Crash Investigation Team"]

mode = "manual"

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When Lina was away, everything seemed to be business as usual, nothing wrong. However, when Lina comes back, you will know the difference.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Fucheng received a call from Lina just after he finished washing.

"Bonjour, good morning, vomit. According to your biological clock, I think you have gotten up. I ordered breakfast this morning and delivered it to your room so you don’t have to go downstairs to eat. Maybe you think why I’m We have to do this deliberately, because today we are going to change hotels."

Fucheng didn't react at first: "Change hotel?"

On the phone, Lina said with a smile: "Yes, change to a better hotel. So you can pack your luggage when you save the time in the morning. In the evening, I will go to Maifei to pick you up and Reid to the new hotel. , I think you will be pleasantly surprised to find that your luggage has already appeared in the room of the new hotel."

Fucheng: "Okay, I see, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Fucheng looked thoughtfully at the darkened mobile phone screen.

I'm going back to Shanghai next week, but now suddenly changed to a new hotel...

It can only be because of the incident that happened in the underground parking lot the other day.

His eyes dimmed, the youth wiped his face calmly, he walked into the bedroom and began to pack his luggage. When everything is cleaned up, the hotel’s dining car will be delivered to the guest room. After breakfast, Fucheng took the elevator to the first floor. He was about to walk towards the door when he saw the blonde girl sitting on the sofa in the hall.

Lina saw him at a glance.

Fucheng walked over and said in surprise: "Lina, are you going to Maifei today?"

Lina shook her head: "No, I'm just here to give you some small gifts." With that, she crossed Fucheng's shoulders and said to the man walking behind him: "Reid, it's really rare that you actually went downstairs on time. ."

Zhuo Huan seemed to have just woke up with tired eyes, and asked faintly: "What gift."

Lina picked up a gift bag from the sofa and took out two exquisite gift boxes from it. She smiled and passed it over. "I saw it while shopping in New York. A little gift for you. Su Fei and Old Joseph also have it. When they come back, I will give them their gift."

Zhuo Huan directly opened the gift box and took out the watch in it: "I have this one."

Originally, Fucheng didn't want to open the present in front of Lina, but he looked at Zhuo Huan's behavior and remembered that Lina might like it very much, so he also opened his box. In the small gift box, there was also a watch, and Fucheng raised his eyes to the one held in Zhuo Huan's hand.

Very similar.

Lina: "Are you sure you have the exact same thing, Reid? You take a closer look."

Zhuo Huan took another serious look and said lazily: "Oh, the dial has one more diamond than this one."

Fucheng put the watch away: "Thank you, Lina, I like it very much."

He collected his watch very quickly, but he was still seen by the man on the side. Zhuo Huan paused slightly, his eyes staying on the small box in Fucheng's hand for a few seconds, he let out a laugh from his nose, and then he spoke with an unnoticeably pleasant tone: "Well, thank you."

The new hotel is a little closer to the Maifei factory.

Entering the room at night, Fucheng originally thought it was just the same as the hotel he had stayed in before, and he had booked a suite. However, he walked into the door and saw the spacious living room at a glance. For a moment, Fucheng looked around after putting his things in place.

This room is much larger than before. There are only three bedrooms.

Still wondering why the phone rang when booked such a big room suddenly. Fucheng opened it.

[Su Fei: I'm back! 】

[Su Fei: Hey Brother, which room are you in, I'll come to you. 】

Su Fei and Old Joseph both took today’s flight back to Los Angeles. Fucheng thought for a while and returned to him: [2714. Are you looking for me? 】

After a while, the punk boy replied: [I'm here to find you, and then we will go to RIP's room together. 】

The moment this message popped up, another message also appeared on the top of the phone.

[Zhuo Huan: Come to my room, 2703. 】

His eyes stayed on this short line for a long time, Fucheng picked up the phone and typed a reply.

【good. 】

Half an hour later, everyone met in Zhuo Huan's room, including Su Fei and the old Joseph who had just returned from all over the world.

Su Fei brought a hard drive and a large box of materials. Old Joseph rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Okay, I have to work as soon as I get back. I clearly said that I have a paid vacation. I didn’t stop, I was working for you Reid! You said, can there be a subsidy."

Zhuo Huan sat in front of the computer and sneered, "No."

Old Joseph had already guessed such an expression: "I knew it."

Zhuo Huan: "Starting from today, McFei will improve and develop new landing gear in the laboratory. It is estimated that it will take five days to install the new landing gear on the aircraft and conduct a test flight. From now on, five days. , You have five nights to make data predictions on the new models of Maifei. During the day, I will verify your data in the Maifei laboratory. Don’t worry, they can’t see anything.”

Lina blinked and said, "I remember, I seem to be a shareholder of Mai Fei. You said in front of me that you would steal Mai Fei’s trade secrets. Is this really okay. And Reid, don’t forget, You are also a shareholder of Maifei."

Zhuo Huan: "Huh? Do you think Thor and I can think of going together?"

Lina: "Um...I don't quite understand what you mean?"

Su Fei also said: "Yes, we are secretly engaged in the design of Maifei's new model! Hey, stop talking nonsense, my hands are itchy. Do we look like we are making a movie, Mission Impossible? road?"

Old Joseph touched his chin: "Aren't we doing something like McFly's new model?"

Fucheng's heart moved, and he suddenly understood what Zhuo Huan meant. He raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Huan, but a second before he looked at him, he looked away.

Zhuo Huan glanced at everyone in the room, and he tweeted softly: "You really disappoint me. McFei wants to improve the F475 in order to compete with the Boeing 787. They are unwilling to spend new time and cost on designing. It’s a new airplane, so I only make improvements on the old design. This change is a bit interesting, but if it’s really put on a new airplane...Wow, why not just do it better. This thing, Can do better."

Su Fei: "What do you mean?"

With his fingers tapping on the table rhythmically, with a casual smile at the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Huan said lightly: "It means to start with the new ideas given by Thor Reiner, follow the new path he has opened, and then move forward. He has only walked a hundred meters. How can I say, he has to walk a thousand meters."

He looked at his subordinates and smiled provocatively: "Don't you have confidence."

At that moment, there seemed to be a bright road slowly spreading out in front of everyone.

Su Fei, Old Joseph...

Even Lina, who is a shareholder of Mai Fei, looked at her friend and companion with endless faith and determination in her heart. It seems that as long as you follow this person, believe him, and go in the direction he is pointing, you will definitely come to the end of that dazzling brilliance.

Su Fei was excited: "Go! Hurry up!"

Old Joseph: "Oh, the elderly are going to stay up all night again, is there any overtime pay, Lina?"

Lina smiled and said, "Lina is not responsible for overtime pay, but coffee, Lina assures you, will satisfy you."

In an exciting and enthusiastic atmosphere, everyone excitedly turned on their computers and started to stay up late to work overtime.

Su Fei poked Fucheng's shoulder with his elbow: "Brother Fu, what are you doing? Why don't you speak."

Fucheng regained consciousness quickly.

He glanced at the man sitting behind the computer screen, smoking a cigarette while tapping the plate quickly. Withdrawing his gaze, he said to Su Fei: "Nothing. You have just returned to Los Angeles. You can ask me if you have any questions about the situation and data in the McFly Lab in the past month. Most of the data is from me. Record calculations. In addition, I have been unable to solve a few design points. When you were in Tokyo..."

In the study, the strong aroma of coffee is mixed with the faint smell of smoke. The lights stayed up all night, and the ground was filled with various materials and data, as well as different design directions and plans. After each plan was rejected, Zhuo Huan would crumple them into paper balls and throw them on the ground irritably.

For five days, during the day, Zhuo Huan and Fucheng would still go to the Maifei laboratory. As if they did nothing, they continued to study the various data of the new landing gear as in the past month. At night, everyone gathered in Zhuo Huan's room and violently proposed various possible improvements in the study.

On the fifth day, there was only one day left.

All the work has come to an end, and everyone seems to be about to embark on the road that Thor has quietly sought.

At four o'clock in the morning, Su Fei and Old Joseph were tired and fell asleep on the sofa. Lina had returned to the room long ago.

Fucheng was reviewing a batch of experimental data. His eyes moved quickly on the computer screen, and at the same time he marked all the dangerous points that exceeded the critical value and were on the edge of the critical value. After reading the 115-page data sheet, Fucheng rubbed his temples. He raised his head and saw that behind the computer screen, Zhuo Huan wore glasses, frowned, and typed on the keyboard.

He stared at the man for a few seconds, Fucheng put the computer aside and walked out of the study lightly.

I went to the bathroom, washed my hands, opened the door and came out.

As soon as Fucheng raised his head, he saw Zhuo Huan leaning against the wall next to the huge French window. With his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, he turned his head to look at him when he heard Fucheng open the door. The eyes of the two met in the air.

For the first time, he seemed to see this man's eyes.

It was clear and innocent, and because of extreme fatigue, the man's eyes didn't have much expression when he looked at him.

The light was dim, and the bathroom door closed automatically behind Fucheng. There is no other light source in the room, all the rooms only turn on the lights in the study.

Zhuo Huan looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly he didn't know why he followed him in a ghostly manner after he left the study. He didn't do anything, didn't say anything, just stood at the door, smoking a cigarette and waiting for him to come out.

But it really came out, but no one spoke, only a gloomy silence.

Zhuo Huan finally opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Take a test flight tomorrow, you go to bed early."

This sentence seemed familiar, and Fucheng's eyes were in a trance. It was the body that sounded this sentence before the brain. A month ago, the man said the same thing to him, and they spent the whole morning in bed.

The body recalled many memories, but in the brain, there was only silence like stagnant water.

Fucheng slowly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

His eyes met, Zhuo Huan slowly moved his gaze to look at the youth's lips. Suddenly, there was strong feelings and sex in heart, and wanted to kiss this person.

He did the same.

Zhuo Huan held the cigarette with his hand, he lowered his head and slowly approached Fucheng's lips.

In this silent night, myriad music was silent, only two people were breathing heavily. In addition, it is the quietly beating heart in the chest cavity.

Under the sleeves, Fucheng's fingers had already been pinched into the flesh. You should avoid the kiss, push it away with action, and walk away directly. But he can't move. The body was stiff, but when he closed his eyes, he took a rusty blunt knife and grinds his heart silently.

I was so sad that eyes became sore, throat was dry, and was choked deeply.

Fucheng laughed, and he asked: "By the way, Teacher Zhuo, when will you move after returning to China."

Zhuo Huan's movements stopped suddenly.

He looked at the youth in front of him, and slowly his eyes darkened: "Huh?"

Fucheng: "After so long, I found that I still like women a little bit more."

Zhuo Huan stared at him silently and asked, "What do you mean."

Fucheng: "I don't want to be friends with you."

Zhuo Huan did not speak.

Fucheng smiled and said, "The house I live in now belongs to my uncle and aunt. Although it belongs to me now, it is not good for outsiders to live in. If you find a suitable house, you can move. My cousin is now in the UK. , But sometimes I will come back. If she finds out that I let outsiders live in casually, I might be unhappy."

After speaking, Fucheng did not speak any more. He almost exhausted all his strength to allow himself to say these words in such a calm tone.

But Zhuo Huan did not respond for a long time.

As if he could not hold on any longer, Zhuo Huan's fiery gaze gradually made him unable to maintain a calm and calm smile on his face.

The corners of his mouth froze with laughter, and Fucheng raised his head hard and looked at him firmly.

Just a few seconds, it's as long as a year.

Zhuo Huan chuckled softly, and he smiled: "Ah, that's okay, I'll just move when I return to China. Actually, I didn't sell the top-floor apartment."

Fucheng was stunned.

Zhuo Huan scratched his hair and said lazily: "It was originally going to be sold, but I didn't sign it the day I finally signed the contract. But I have already moved to your house, so I didn't move back. I thought it would be more convenient to sleep with you."

Convenient.

Convenient to fuck you.

The breathing stopped quietly.

Fucheng: "Teacher Zhuo, do you like to lie so much."

Zhuo Huan: "What did you lie to?"

Fucheng: "The house was not sold."

Zhuo Huan: "Oh, I'm sorry."

The smile that was barely maintained was long gone, Fucheng took a deep look at him and turned to leave. He didn't return to the study, but directly opened the door and walked out.

When Fucheng walked out, the arrogant smile on Zhuo Huan's face disappeared instantly. He looked at the door that was closed hard, leaned back against the wall, and slowly raised his hand to cover his face.

"……Hold!"

The voice was hoarse and weak.

On the other side, he opened the room, followed the corridor, and walked to the door of his room with the calmest pace. Take out the room card and swipe the door open. Push the door and go in.

Everything remained calm and peaceful, but when the door closed behind him. Fucheng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He sat on the solo sofa next to the window, with one hand resting on his chin, his eyes widened, and he looked at the night outside the window.

It was dark and dense, without any reflections. Only this cold room and the silently sad person sitting on the sofa were reflected on the glass.

The heart was pierced away, hollowed out.

Suddenly feeling a bit of coolness on his face, Fucheng raised his hand and wiped the water stains that shouldn't be there. He looked at the reflection of the water on his fingertips, completely at a loss, his lips opened, and then slowly closed. The next moment, a huge nausea slammed into the throat. Holding back the feeling of nausea, after an unknown period of time, Fucheng took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, and found the word Zhuo Huan.

Almost retaliatory, he tried his best to type out every word.

[It doesn't seem to be very good to be fucked with a man, Teacher Zhuo, are they both like this with a man. 】

The finger was hovering above the send button, but it didn't send it out for a long time.

five minutes later.

[Fucheng: After returning to China, do you want me to help you move? 】

[Zhuo Huan: Okay.】

The author has something to say:

Fu cousin: In my database, I saw my cousin cry once, it was a 318 air crash.