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date="2021-10-04"

title="Chapter Seventy Seven"

weight="139843"

series = ["UAAG Air Crash Investigation Team"]

mode = "manual"

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Frankfurt, Hesse, Germany.

Air France's flight at Frankfurt Airport has only one line, that is, from Paris to Frankfurt. In April 2021, an Air France red-eye cargo plane crashed when it took off from Charles de Gaulle Airport and landed in Frankfurt.

The three of Su Fei arrived in Paris first and went to Air France headquarters to learn about the situation. Depart for Frankfurt the next day.

An airplane that fell apart was reconnected by EASA investigators with a metal skeleton to form a complete one. The senior EASA investigator in charge of the accident is still an old acquaintance.

Gao Yun: "The current investigation progress has reached the final explosion equivalent test. It is suspected that the cargo in the cargo hold has undergone a chemical reaction, which caused the explosion and fire. The question is why the explosion occurred and the Boeing 747-8 freighter. What’s the critical line for explosion protection."

Everyone nodded, and Old Joseph smiled: "This time, you guys can fight the plane very fast."

Gao Yun also smiled: "After all, it didn't fall so badly, did it? If, like last year's Marks and Spencer 123, hit a mountain and crash into pieces, believe me, friend, I don't want to fight it at all."

Everyone laughed.

After arriving in Frankfurt, the three of them quickly entered work.

Old Joseph: "I don't know what happened to Reid and Volt. To be honest, this is the first time they are not working on a commission. I'm really not used to it."

Su Fei also scratched his head: "I also feel weird. I don't have a RIP around behind, and I feel uncomfortable."

Lina came over with a cup of coffee: "Maybe I can bring you good news."

"what?"

Lina blinked: "The UAAG headquarters has been renovated. When we finish this work and go back, we will be able to enjoy the new office."

Su Fei and Old Joseph: "..."

Old Joseph muttered: "This is really not good news!"

Except for Lina, the UAAG headquarters has been renovated. The first people to know are actually not the old Joseph and Su Fei, but Fucheng.

Lina is not in China, and someone needs to go to the site for acceptance after the renovation. She asked Fucheng.

After signing his name on the acceptance sheet, in the afternoon, Fucheng took a taxi to the COMAC factory.

Putting on a white lab coat and rubber gloves, Fucheng entered the laboratory.

The four computers are simulating the take-off state of the new airfoil. Zhuo Huan and Chief Designer Wu are standing on both sides of the computer screens. It seems that he hasn't rested for a long time, Zhuo Huan's eyes are tired, but his brows are frowning, and his lips are tightly pressed. There is no need for a real test flight, just to simulate on a computer, the results of this airfoil modification make them very dissatisfied.

Chief Designer Wu: "If you want to have a high lift-to-drag ratio for high-speed cruising, you must first ensure a sufficient and safe stall margin. And the lift is proportional to the amount of loop formed by the airfoil. If you want to change the effective value of the loop, It is necessary to use the highly curved mid-arc line on the premise of satisfying the Kuta conditions..."

After he finished speaking, after a few seconds, Zhuo Huan: "How about using the front and rear edge loading at the same time?"

Wu Hui was taken aback: "This is completely different from our original design concept. It is overturned and started again."

Zhuo Huan raised his head to look at Fucheng: "What do you think. You have the driving experience of the McFly F475neo."

Everyone turned their heads to look at Fucheng.

Fucheng glanced at Zhuo Huan and replied: “Maifei’s new neo model does not use the front and rear edge loading structure, but according to the two-dimensional experimental results of the wing profile,” he paused, and Fucheng recalled that he was in Los Angeles. He Zhuohuan spent nearly two months studying the lift model of Maifei’s new model. He pondered for a moment and said: "I think it is feasible. What do you think, Teacher Zhuo?"

Zhuo Huan stared at him for a long time. After a few seconds, he turned his head and said to the designers of COMAC: “Reuse the front and rear edge loading devices and conduct experiments again.”

"Yes."

In the entire COMAC design laboratory, only Zhuo Huan has the world's most advanced large-scale wide-body aircraft design experience.

The McFly F485 is one of the best wide-body airliners in the aviation industry today.

Regarding the design of the CR939 of COMAC, when he first came to COMAC, no one knew that Zhuo Huan had already spent half a month, reading all the design drawings with almost no sleep. COMAC gave this person great trust, and when Zhuo Huan was not a COMAC designer, he gave him the drawings without reservation. Zhuo Huan also gave a corresponding answer.

Most of the CR939’s designs and systems are not problematic. Although it does not meet the standards of the world’s top wide-body passenger aircraft, it can at least barely approach the Boeing 777 series. If there must be improvements, it is the new airfoil that can really reduce the flight cost and become the secret weapon of this aircraft.

After the third flight test, Fucheng also joined the design team at the request of Zhuo Huan, because he was the only person in the audience to have seen the McFly F475neo and even drove it himself.

Up to now, Zhuo Huan suddenly decided to completely replace the basic model of the wing. This is tantamount to a new start, which is a severe test for the entire designer team. However, Chief Designer Wu did not object, nor did the more than 1,000 designers of COMAC.

Like screws inlaid on the assembly line, everyone is silently doing their work. Working overtime has become the most common thing.

The sensor glass door opened to both sides, Fucheng rubbed his sore wrist, walked out of the laboratory, and walked to the dining bar.

He bought a piece of bread in the vending machine, went to the chair by the window and sat down, biting the bread while looking at the phone. He was watching the circle of friends sent by his cousin on a trip to Paris yesterday. Suddenly, the phone vibrated slightly, and Fucheng clicked on the message. There was a moment of silence and no reply.

But for a while, several experimenters came out and ate together.

One of the young experimenters saw Fucheng and beckoned to him, and several people walked to Fucheng and sat down.

"You just have something to eat, Major Fu?"

Fucheng smiled and said, "Well, I have no appetite."

Putting the phone upside down on the table, Fucheng stopped looking at the phone, and several people at the table began to chat.

After these young experimenters leave the laboratory, they will also say some short words from their parents. Sometimes complain that the simple meals prepared at the catering bar today are too unpalatable and the fishy smell is too strong; sometimes complain that today’s experimental data exceeds the critical point and have to be recalculated.

Fucheng listened to them one after another, eating bread slowly.

One of the experimenters turned to look at him: "Major Fu, your phone vibrated several times, don't you need to look at it."

Fucheng took a halt and said, "It's probably an APP advertisement."

The experimenters nodded and didn't ask more.

After a minute, just after Fucheng finished eating the bread, the phone vibrated violently. He pursed his lips, turned on the phone, and saw the word "Su Qui" flashing on the screen. After watching for a second, Fucheng stood up and said, "I'll answer the phone."

After packing the plastic bags on the table, Fucheng went to the balcony while answering the phone.

When Zhuo Huan and Chief Designer Wu came out of the laboratory, they saw the back of Fucheng.

Zhuo Huan raised his eyes and looked at Fucheng's back, while the chief designer Wu had no arrogance at all, and sat down directly at the place where Fucheng was sitting. Several experimenters immediately stood up and shouted nervously, "Hello, Mr. Wu!"

Wu Hui smiled and waved his hand: "Sit down, not in the laboratory, there are not so many rules, I will come to have a meal. It was Major Fuchengfu just now, right? You can eat so soon?"

The experimenter sitting next to Wu Hui nodded: "Major Fu ate a piece of bread, which is much faster than us."

Wu Hui: "Oh, what is he doing? That's not the direction of the laboratory."

A younger experimenter chuckled, "It seems to be picking up a phone call from his girlfriend."

Wu Hui's eyes widened: "Does Xiaofu have a girlfriend?"

An experimenter hurriedly said: "I heard Major Fu answering the phone just now. It was a woman's voice. So...it should be a girlfriend, right?"

Wu Hui said with emotion: "It's nice to be young."

Zhuo Huan walked past the table with no expression on his face. He walked to the vending machine and stood and watched for a long time before buying a bottle of Coke.

...

These experimenters were right, Fucheng did answer a call from a woman, and it was Su Quiet.

Since the class reunion sent Su quietly home and refused her confession, Fucheng has stopped contacting her. However, the WeChat message can be treated as if you haven't seen it, but the phone call has to be answered. After answering the call and learning the other party's intentions, Fucheng was silent and said: "It's okay, it's just a meal."

The woman’s delicate voice appeared softer on the phone: “How can it be, I haven’t treated you to the French meal that you invited me to. Fucheng, you promised me before and told me to invite me too. You have a meal. Is it because I told you those things last week that you never want to see me again?"

"……No."

"Then let me treat you."

"It really doesn't matter."

Su laughed quietly: "Well, I'll tell you the truth, I also have no purpose in inviting you to dinner."

Fucheng was slightly taken aback.

Before he could speak, Su quietly continued: "I am moving this week, so I want to ask you to help. Just this weekend, I am moving, and I have called the truck, but there are still many things. I have to find other people. , But they are all right. Fucheng, can you help me move down. I will invite you to dinner, please, please, please."

After a long silence, Fucheng said: "Okay."

Su Wei and Zhuo Huan live in the same building.

Fucheng didn't expect to enter this building again, actually to help people move.

Su quietly lives on the seventh floor, which is more than half smaller than Zhuo Huan's house. As soon as entered the house, had already packed a lot of things, and there were cardboard boxes all over the floor. But there are still a lot of fine debris that has not been cleaned up. After Fucheng helped organize two more large boxes, it was already eleven o'clock at noon.

Su quietly rubbed his shoulders: "Okay, thank you, Fucheng. Just wait for the people from the moving company in the afternoon to drag all these things away."

Fucheng shook his head: "It's okay."

Su quietly looked into his eyes, and after a while, he smiled and said: "Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner, I've already reserved a seat, and it's nearby."

Su Quiiding’s restaurant, diagonally across from the community, is a western restaurant.

The melodious and soothing piano music flows slowly in the quiet restaurant, and each seat is separated by a certain distance to ensure relative sex. There are not many people in the restaurant and it is very peaceful. After the two sat down, they ordered the food of the season according to the menu of the day, and they started talking and chatting.

The main thing is that Su quietly said.

It seems that it has become a default habit when the two get along. From the first time they met ten years ago to now, the girl that Fucheng has always listened to, is talking in his ear. Ten years ago, the girl had finished talking a lot, and when she got the boy's soft "um", she would flatten her mouth and complain: "Fusi, did you listen to me, do you dislike me?" "

But now, Fucheng still looks so gentle and calm, but Su Qui could no longer ask this sentence.

Looking at the handsome and beautiful young man across the table, Su Quiet slowly squeezed the goblet containing the red wine, a faint light gleaming in the depths of his eyes. When Fucheng turned her gaze back to her from the window, she immediately covered her lips and chuckled, her tone of helplessness and sadness, as if she was acting like a baby: "Why are you not curious about me at all. You don't want to ask why I moved suddenly." ?"

There was silence, Fucheng: "Why?"

The beautiful woman sighed heavily: "After the divorce, life is not easy, living in such a big house, water and electricity bills are so expensive."

Fucheng: "...Hmm."

Su Qui: "..."

After a while, "Fucheng, you can't say two more words!"

Obviously something that should be a complaint came out of this woman's mouth, but she listened softly.

Fucheng really didn't know what to say, he realized what Su Qui meant, but his heart was dead, even if the girl who had liked sits in front of him, he could not give him any response. . After a brief silence, when Fucheng was about to speak, he heard a deliberately raised voice from behind him: "Wow, such a coincidence."

The body froze suddenly at this moment.

Su quietly raised her head and looked at the cold face of Qingjun, the next moment she remembered the identity of the other party. She raised her hand to pull the hair that fell to her ear, smiled and curled her eyes: "Hello, I remember you are a friend of Fucheng?"

Zhuo Huan held up the frame of the sunglasses with one hand, and carried the plastic bag of the convenience store with the other. He looked down at the woman sitting opposite, then bowed his head and said to Fucheng, "Fushi, are you eating?" His tone was casual and casual.

Slowly raising his head, Fucheng looked at the man in front of him calmly: "Yeah. Teacher Zhuo, are you coming out to eat too?"

Looking at him, Zhuo Huan smiled: "Yes, don't mind adding me."

Before Fucheng spoke, Su quietly said: "Don't mind, let's go together."

I have already said that want to be together, but now it is too deliberate to refuse. Fucheng sat on the inside of the sofa and gave Zhuo Huan a place.

The waiter walked over quickly, Zhuo Huan ordered the meal, closed the menu, and said to the waiter: "Let’s get a bottle of Patus."

Upon hearing this, Su Qi's expression changed.

The waiter didn't feel anything unusual. He asked, "Sir, there is a bottle of 2009 Patus in the store, do you think it's okay?"

Zhuo Huan raised an eyebrow lightly, reluctantly said: "All right."

After the waiter left, Su quietly said with a smile: "Fucheng, you haven't introduced me to this friend of yours, how is he called?"

Fucheng said lightly: "His name is Zhuo Huan. Teacher Zhuo, this is my high school classmate, Su Wei."

Su quietly tilted his head and smiled: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhuo. Does Mr. Zhuo have any research on red wine? I drank a bottle of Patus a long time ago. It was in 2002. The taste is really very sweet and rich in aroma. "

Zhuo Huan looked at her and smiled softly: "I have a little share in Patus."

Su Qui: "..."

Zhuo Huan: "Last time I saw Miss Su downstairs in my house, Miss Su also lives in that building?"

Su Wei: "I happened to be moving today. I have been living there before."

Zhuo Huan took off his sunglasses and handed them to Fucheng, while slowly "Oh" said, "Why are you going to move suddenly."

Zhuo Huan's gesture of handing over the sunglasses was taken for granted. Su Qi didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but Fucheng looked at the sunglasses with his eyes down, and did not reach out to pick it up for a long time. After hanging his hands in the air for a few seconds, Zhuo Huan turned his head to look at Fucheng.

The two eyes met.

After a long time, the smile on Zhuo Huan's face gradually faded, and he withdrew his hand.

Fucheng: "I'll take this meal today."

Su quietly looked at him in surprise: "Fucheng?"

Zhuo Huan's gaze turned around the two of them, and asked casually: "Oh, it turned out to be Miss Su's treat?"

Su quietly said helplessly: "Yes, Fucheng helped me move today. It happened that he invited me a meal last time, and I want to return this time."

Zhuo Huan: "Oh, no, I will check it out myself."

Su Qiao finally let out a sigh of relief.

Soon, the pre-dinner snacks came up first.

Fucheng didn't like to talk at first, but now suddenly there was a Zhuo Huan, Su Qi also felt a little embarrassed. However, she was very sociable and quickly found a suitable topic.

"Mr. Zhuo, are you and Fucheng colleagues?"

Fucheng: "He is my boss."

Su quietly chuckled, and two small pears appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Mr. Zhuo is really young and promising."

While the appetizer was served, the waiter also brought red wine.

After sobering up, the waiter poured red wine for each of the three. Zhuo Huan didn't say that he ordered the red wine alone, and Su quietly saw that Fucheng didn't speak, so he didn't say anything about it. She accepted the other party's red wine.

Taking a sip, Su quietly looked at the black-like rich red in the glass: "The aroma of truffles and the slightly astringent tannins are still the taste in memory."

Zhuo Huan: "Ms. Su has a lot of research on red wine?"

Su quietly smiled and said: "Occasionally I will taste some, and I have tasted a lot before, so I still know a little bit."

Zhuo Huan smiled rather than smiled: "This is an advanced hobby, which is very costly and has to be cultivated from an early age."

The smile on Su Qi's face froze a little.

Zhuo Huan: "Of the four most famous wine regions in Bordeaux, I like Pomerol the most. In Pomerol's winery, Patus is the best. Has Miss Su been to France?"

Su Quiet faintly felt a strange hostility, but she didn't know what the reason was, so she had to smile: "I've been to Paris once."

Zhuo Huan: "Have you been to the Maldives?"

Su Ji's body stiffened: "I have been there. What is Mr. Zhuo asking this for?"

Zhuo Huan looked at her pretending to be calm and sneered. He was about to speak when Fucheng suddenly stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Zhuo Huan looked at him: "I'll go there too."

Fucheng did not respond.

The two walked to the bathroom one after the other, Su quietly holding the handle of the red wine glass, looking at the backs of them leaving. After they were all gone, the charming woman raised her chin slightly and looked at the convenience store plastic bag that Zhuo Huan casually put on the sofa. She squinted her eyes and began to think.

After coming out of the bathroom, Fucheng saw the man standing by the door at a glance. He paused, then walked to the sink intently and began to wash his hands.

The sound of splashing water is the only sound.

The dim light at dusk shone out from the carved wall lamp on the wall, shining on Zhuo Huan's slightly long hair, reflecting a faint light gold. There was a faint scent of citrus in the bathroom, and Zhuo Huan put his hands in his pockets, looking up at the young man in the mirror.

After a few seconds, he smiled and said, "You like such a woman, Fucheng."

Fucheng lowered his head and washed his hands without saying a word.

Zhuo Huan: "Are you in a relationship?"

Fucheng still did not speak.

Zhuo Huan chuckled softly, asking and answering as if: "It's not like, do you like to invite women to entertain guests when you are in love. Are you chasing her or she is chasing you?" After a pause, "Oh. , She is chasing you."

Fucheng turned off the faucet and went to get a towel to wipe his hands.

Zhuo Huan: "She's pretty good, so she has to chase you. When I see her, I always feel familiar. This kind of woman is so familiar, do you know where I have seen it?" Not thinking that he could get the answer from the youth, Zhuo Huan directly replied: "My dad's bed."

Fu Cheng brushed up his eyes and said coldly: "Teacher Zhuo, you are too much."

Zhuo Huan slowly narrowed his face to smile, and he asked indifferently: "Why am I going too far."

Fucheng: "Speaking of a girl, don't you think this behavior is very disgusting?"

As if to hear something ridiculous, Zhuo Huan laughed in disbelief and exaggeratedly. Fucheng clenched his fingers and turned around to leave, but Zhuo Huan grabbed his wrist.

"Why the fuck am I sick?"

"Every word of you makes me sick."

"Hold!"

Zhuo Huan grabbed his wrist and pressed him against the wall. He almost gritted his teeth and smashed his teeth on the ground one by one: "I'm sick? The woman outside gave birth to a 60-year-old man with a son half a year ago and took five million away. Do you fucking call me sick?"

"She went to the Maldives to work as a prostitute. How many people's beds did you fucking call me sick?"

"That house, you fucking helped her move and cleaned up the house. Why did she move because it wasn't her house at all. Now she doesn't want to be a prostitute, she wants to marry. She found you , She wants to marry you, Fucheng, do you fucking call me sick?"

Hearing these words, Fucheng had already gone from the initial astonishment to a deep numbness. He lowered his head in silence and said nothing.

Zhuo Huan laughed angrily at him, and reached out to lift his chin, but he avoided him.

The air froze suddenly.

For a long time, Fucheng lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why did you go to check Su Qui?"

His body stiffened slightly, Zhuo Huan sneered and said, "Don't you like women?"

Fucheng raised his head to look at him.

Zhuo Huan laughed badly, and said in a loose tone, "Oh, you like this kind of woman."

Staring silently on the man's face, Fu Cheng watched quietly. He quietly broke away from the man's hand and turned to the door. Each step took a very long time, and feet seemed to be filled with lead water. was sad, throat was choked, but there was nothing to say, nothing to say.

Fucheng walked to the door and held down the doorknob.

The next moment, there were fast footsteps behind him, Fucheng turned around subconsciously, and a hot kiss fell suddenly, sealing his breath. His eyes widened quickly, and the aura belonging to Zhuo Huan invaded the sky overwhelmingly. After a few seconds, he remembered struggling, but Zhuo Huan held his face in his hands, pressed him between his body and the door, and kissed hard.

Unable to bear it anymore, the man's tongue pierced into the young man's mouth, sucking and licking frantically.

Fucheng began to push him away, but Zhuo Huan said with a dumb voice, "Don't."

This sound seemed to be an illusion.

Fucheng froze.

When he recovered, the man held his waist with one hand and the back of his head with the other hand, closed his eyes, bit his lip, and kissed lingeringly. Fucheng couldn't help but closed his eyes. He first kissed the opponent tentatively, the familiar smell of Zhuo Huan, and finally kissed back passionately.

Behind a thin door panel, there was a faint knock on the door.

Su quietly asked outside the door: "Fucheng, are you still okay."

"Mr. Zhuo?"

The woman's voice did not stop the kissing of the two of them, on the contrary, it became more intense. As if to swallow the young man in front of him severely, and almost fucked him here, Zhuo Huan kissed his nose and his eyes. In the end, he plugged his breathing lips again, an ambiguous and struggling kiss.

Su quietly knocked on the door several times, but finally gave up.

Fucheng gasped deeply, breathing calmly. After a minute, he recovered, raised his hand to wipe the moist saliva from the corner of his mouth, and turned around to open the door before going out. Zhuo Huan hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"Fucheng."

The man's voice is sexy and deep.

Fucheng closed his eyes, then broke his arm.

Zhuo Huan lowered his head, his long hair rubbed Fucheng's cheek.

In the bathroom, the faucet was not closed tightly, and water dripped on the marble surface.With a sound, tick tick.

"...Come back, okay?"

The author has something to say:

Regarding the question of some readers saying the plot line, if you want to watch the previous unit drama-style plot, I suggest you fatten up to the next volume.The next and final volume is called "Heart of the Sea".

I personally don’t think that the only kind of hardcore storyline is called a storyline. This volume mainly introduces the past of the two protagonists.For example, the instructor Qi in the previous chapter, his name appeared for the first time not in the previous chapter, but before V.The plot line of this volume is mainly to introduce these past events and tell you what the two of you have experienced before becoming like this.