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date="2021-10-04"

title="Chapter Eighty Seven"

weight="139907"

series = ["UAAG Air Crash Investigation Team"]

mode = "manual"

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On November 15, 2021, after five years and five months, news of the Roger 318 flight reappeared in the public's field of vision.

This day is no different from usual.

It was late at night in the United States, and many families were eating while turning on the TV and set it aside as the background sound. At the same moment, CNN, Fox News, MSNBC... the hosts received new news notifications. Many people's faces changed slightly. Soon, they raised their heads again and started broadcasting in standard American voice: "Latest news, Roger 318 Aviation has been confirmed to search in the North Pacific waters. It is reported that on June 13, 2016, flight 318 belonging to Rogue Aviation took off from Boston..."

Immediately afterwards, the scrolling news bar at the top of the news program also began to broadcast the news in a rapid loop.

At this moment, the United States, China, Britain, Canada...

Countless people watched the news pushed out on TV and mobile phones, and at first they were at a loss. It was as if a glass of spicy and strong whiskey was poured into a barrel of wine, and the whiskey fell straight into it, and neither side knew what had happened. Then, it is awakening, understanding, and discovering that spirits and red wine are intensively merged, and the world reawakens the heart of the ocean that has sunk into the sea from the depths of the long-stained memory.

-Roger 318!

It's Roger 318!

When the UAAG members' plane arrived at Anchorage International Airport, they were surrounded by long-awaited media reporters as soon as they got off the plane. They swarmed up, the microphone frantically leaned in front of Zhuo Huan's face, cameras, cameras, and reporters stayed at the Alaska airport all night, just to get the news the first time.

"Mr. Patrick, it is rumored that you have been salvaging the Roger 318 at your own expense. How long have you been salvaging at your own expense?"

"Mr. Patrick, the official announcement is that the plane sank in the North Pacific. Can you tell us where it is located?"

"Mr. Patrick..."

The reporters’ questions were like a cascade of guns falling down. Zhuo Huan hid his gaze under the black sunglasses. He did not speak, but turned and walked towards the exit. The reporters immediately followed, but were stopped by a beautiful blonde.

Lina smiled slightly: "If you have any questions you need to consult, you can ask me questions. Everyone has been waiting for a long time, and I will give a brief answer here. But if you want to know more related information, UAAG will hold a meeting in three days. Welcome to the press conference."

The reporters were taken aback for a while, and then began to fiercely ask questions.

The UAAG four people first left the airport gate and walked to the parking lot, where Lina had arranged the car long ago and was waiting for them.

Perhaps it was because the reporters were all around the exit of the airport, and everyone at UAAG came out from the exit very generously, leaving Lina to answer media questions. There were no reporters in the parking lot.

It was late at night when they arrived in Alaska.

It took 20 hours and arrived here overnight. Then they will not rest. After five hours, they will board the speedboat arranged by Lina and head to Unalaska.

In the empty and bright underground parking lot, everyone's footsteps echoed.

Su Fei: "We just left Lina there? Those reporters are too scary, right? They just wanted to eat us alive! Lina won't be eaten by them, right?"

Old Joseph raised his eyebrows: "Have you forgotten who she is?"

Old Joseph spoke English, and Su Fei said strangely: "She? Lina, who else could it be."

Old Joseph smiled and said, "Yes, she is Lina, so I believe Lina."

Su Fei was still worried, but no one in the UAAG, except him, had any concerns about Lina being left behind.

Because she is Lina, she can handle everything.

However, whenever her companion said this, Lina smiled and accepted compliments, and at the same time said modestly: "It's not everything. I really can't do anything about the plane."

Everyone walked to the parking space that Lina had said in advance, but as they walked to the H area of ​​the parking lot, a few calm footsteps came from the left. Fucheng turned his head and looked to the left. Beside him, Zhuo Huan stopped. He slowly half took off his sunglasses, put the frame on the bridge of his nose, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the incoming person from bottom to top.

Under the white parking lot lights, four men in black suits and work permits on their necks stepped towards them.

When they walked in front of them, the four stopped.

The blond man standing in the front stretched out his hand and said to Zhuo Huan: "Patrick, long time no see."

Zhuo Huan glanced at him, sneered, and pushed his sunglasses back. He didn't reach out and shook it back, hands in his pockets, and said a name with a smile: "Levi Andrew."

Naturally pure gold hair is smeared with thick hairspray, meticulously caressed and refreshed, and stroked back. Levi Andrew did not respond to Zhuo Huan's rudeness. He retracted his hand and said: "UAG 4012 case, thank UAAG for the re-investigation, so that the truth will come to light."

As if he had heard something ridiculous, Zhuo Huan laughed exaggeratedly and said: "Don't get me wrong. UAAG just accepted the commission of Emirates and GCAA to re-investigate this case. It has nothing to do with you or NTSB."

Andrew looked at him coldly, without speaking.

The atmosphere between the two is tense.

Fucheng looked at Lowens who was standing beside Levi Andrew, and Lowens threw a wry smile at him.

Levi Andrew, the deputy director of the NTSB, one of the main leaders of the Roger 318 accident investigation team five years ago, it is almost inevitable that he will appear here. But his bad relationship with Zhuo Huan is well known. When Roger 318 decided to stop the salvage, this matter is irreversible. It is impossible for the government, airlines, and aircraft manufacturers to spend a lifetime to salvage the aircraft. Their capital investment has been maintained for three and a half years. Pen astronomical numbers.

Then, before stopping the salvage, the NTSB represented by Levi Andrew wanted to release an interim investigation report, and based on reasoning and speculation, to announce the possible cause of the accident to the public without finding the wreckage of the aircraft. However, Zhuo Huan tried his best to oppose it, and in the end, with his own efforts, prevented the publication of this report.

The two have been guilty since then, and since then, according to Lowens, they have almost never met each other.

However, the dramatic thing is that now Roger 318 has been found, or by the salvage company that Zhuo Huan spent money to hire.

Andrew was silent for a moment, and said: "When do you plan to disclose the specific location information of the wreck."

That's right, UAAG only announced that it had found Roger 318 in a bay near Alaska in the North Pacific, but did not say its exact location.

Zhuo Huan said lightly: "Why should I make it public."

Andrew's face turned cold: "Reid Irvin Patrick, salvaging Roger 318 is not just about you alone, it's about the whole country and the whole world. At this time, you can't monopolize it by yourself. "

Zhuo Huan: "Do you know what I like most about capitalism."

Andrew: "Which point?"

Zhuo Huan smiled: "I have money. Now, I have the first right to investigate the plane I salvaged."

At this time, Lina got rid of the reporters and came over. She saw Andrew, Lowens and others, and smiled: "Long time no see, Mr. Andrew, and Lowens."

Zhuo Huan turned his head and said to her: "Let them go to my lawyer."

Lina's slender eyebrows moved: "It looks like what happened when I was away?"

Zhuo Huan pointed to the NTSB group and said casually: "It's nothing, just tell them who has the initiative to investigate Roger 318."

After speaking, Zhuo Huan moved forward, and everyone from UAAG left with him.

Levi Andrew raised his sharp eyes and silently watched them leave. There was no relief on the serious and rigid face, and his lips were tightly pressed. However, from the beginning to the end, he just looked at the backs of the UAAG people coldly and did not speak.

Upon seeing this, Lowens quickly shouted to Zhuo Huan: "Patrick, don't do this, you know this is not in compliance with federal law. That is Rogue Aviation's aircraft, not your private jet. The NTSB will definitely take over the investigation power."

Zhuo Huan didn't turn his head back: "Let's talk to my lawyer."

Lowens: "..."

What a fuck!

After getting in the car, Fucheng thought for a while, then looked up and said: "NTSB wants to cooperate."

Zhuo Huan looked at him: "Oh."

Fucheng: "UAAG is only an air crash investigation consultant. To really investigate the Roger 318 air crash, you still have to go through the NTSB."

Zhuo Huan: "I know."

Fucheng was taken aback, but then he understood, and he nodded: "Well, if the NTSB directly takes over the investigation, then the leadership will not be in our hands."

The air crash investigation led by UAAG can reassure Zhuo Huan and Fucheng.

Zhuo Huan looked at him and curled his lips: "This is one of the reasons."

Everyone in the car was a little surprised as soon as the words landed.

Are there other reasons?

Uncle Zhuo took off his sunglasses, leaned back on the soft chair back, and lazily said: "I want Levi Andrew to come to me crying."

Everyone: "..."

Whether the deputy director of the NTSB will cry for Uncle Zhuo is currently unpredictable.

But before that, they got on the speedboat to Unalaska. After arriving at the island, Lawrence had been waiting at the pier for a long time.

It was the first time for Fucheng to see this young and capable person in charge of the salvage company outside the video conference. The two parties did not have a word of nonsense, and directly changed into the salvage company's ship and headed to the bay where Roger 318 sank.

In the cabin, Lawrence said with a calm voice, serious and serious: "There is something I want to tell you, Reid, a good news and a bad news." After a pause, he said directly: "Don't look at me with that look, I Knowing that you are saying don’t talk nonsense, hurry up. Then I’ll just say it directly. The good news is that I have confirmed with the top-of-the-line sonar equipment, that the aircraft on the seabed must be a Maifei F485. And you know, There is only one McFly F485 that has sunk in the ocean in the world, and it is called the Roger 318. Yes, that aircraft must be 100% Roger 318."

Old Joseph laughed and said: "We've known the news a long time ago. If it weren't, Lawrence, believe me, you will be overwhelmed by the curses of people all over the world who are following this tragedy."

Lawrence: "Okay, then I'll tell you the bad news. Look at the latest underwater images taken by sonar."

Everyone followed Lawrence to the built-in computer in the cabin. Lawrence used the mouse to manipulate a few times and clicked on a sonar scan.

When this vague black and white image appeared in front of everyone, they first squinted their eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time. Then, Zhuo Huan frowned, and he leaned down close to the computer screen and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Lawrence: "As you can see, God is kind. The sinking position of Roger 318 is only 33 meters above the sea. It will take some time to salvage it completely, but this depth is not impossible. Technology, you can do it with money. But at the same time God is cruel. Look at this magical reef beach in the image. Yes, this poor plane is stuck in this reef, and it's greatly enlarged. The difficulty of salvaging!"

At this time, the boat has traveled to the sinking sea area of ​​Roger 318.

The moment the ship bypassed an uninhabited island, the ear-piercing roar of the machine's running sound pierced the ears. This is a enthusiastic and huge scene. Three of the world's top salvage companies have transported the world's top giant salvaging machinery to this place one after another. At this moment, they began to operate together, extending their cold mechanical arms to the depths of the ocean.