I’m In Charge of SCP

　　　　 Zhang Jue sat in the restaurant next to the airport, pinching his chin with his right thumb and index finger, with a serious expression.

　　 This is his habit of thinking.

　　 Whenever he is in trouble, he will let his thinking enter a state of high-speed rotation.

　　 If the brain is compared to a CPU, then his brain seems to be overclocked now.

　　Since he went out this morning, he felt that something was wrong around him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

　　 He ate a breakfast, quit the hotel room, and came to the airport by taxi-obviously all simple and common things, but he just felt it violated and couldn't tell.

　　Is it too sensitive?

　　 Zhang Jue frowned rarely.

　　 He has a bad feeling, as if the return journey this time will not go so smoothly.

　　……

　　 "Sir, can I sit here?"

　　 The voice of the little girl came.

　　 Zhang Jue raised his head and saw a girl of sixteen or seventeen looking at him, blond and very beautiful.

　　 There are a lot of people in the restaurant, and it is very common to put together tables.

　　 Zhang Jue nodded.

　　 The little girl put her luggage aside.

　　 then lay on the table, looking at Zhang Jue.

　　 Zhang Jue looked around to confirm that the little girl was really looking at herself.

　　 "What's wrong?" he asked.

　　 "Sir, I lost my wallet, can you treat me to dinner?" the little girl smiled.

　　 "……"

　　 The little girl has red lips and white teeth, and her big blue eyes are very touching.

　　 Her expression is completely different from what she should have if she lost her wallet. Even an ordinary person will not be deceived, let alone Zhang Jue.

　　 But for the first time, Zhang Jue did not refuse her, but pushed a side menu to her.

　　 "Order what you want to eat."

　　 Zhang Jue was not confused by her appearance. The reason why she invited her to dinner was because after the little girl sat next to him, his uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

　　 I don’t know if it’s his illusion.

　　 The little girl only ordered a piece of pasta, and then pushed him the menu.

　　 "Do you want something to eat?"

　　 Zhang Jue glanced at the price above, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

　　 "You eat by yourself, I'm not hungry."

　　 The little girl was eating her own pasta without an image. Zhang Jue had never seen a girl eat so fast.

　　 Within five minutes, a large plate of pasta was wiped out by her.

　　 "Are you still eating?" Zhang Jue asked.

　　 "No, I'm full, thank you." The little girl laughed, her eyes brighter.

　　 Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief when she said that.

　　 The little girl suddenly asked: "Are you from CN?"

　　 Zhang Jue nodded.

　　 The little girl asked again: "Then what are you doing here?"

　　 Asking so many questions to a stranger is actually a bit impolite, but Zhang Jue did not refuse to answer, but told the truth.

　　 "I promised someone to come and visit a friend of his."

　　 "So it is." The little girl lowered her head and muttered to herself.

　　 "What?" Zhang Jue did not hear her clearly.

　　 "Nothing." The little girl raised her head, her eyes gleaming faintly, "Thank you for your face, I'm leaving, goodbye."

　　 Zhang Jue looked at her back and felt a little familiar, where he should have seen it, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

　　……

　　 This is just an episode before Zhang Jue boarded the plane.

　　 Two hours later, he entered the airport.

　　 But the moment he stepped into the airport gate, the bad feeling struck again.

　　 There is a movie called "Reaper is Coming".

　　 At the beginning of the movie, the protagonist foresaw an accident in the plane.

　　 Zhang Jue feels this way now.

　　 He always feels that something will happen to his flight.

　　 To be precise, this flight will have an accident because of his ride-someone is watching him.

　　Different from the few he grabbed at the cemetery before, this time he didn't even feel the presence of each other.

　　 Zhang Jue can only do things with his own intuition.

　　 So he refunded the ticket decisively and changed it to another flight three hours later.

　　 Three hours passed quickly.

　　 When the announcement of "Mr. Zhang Jue, please board the plane" sounded, he sat motionless in his seat, as if he hadn't heard it.

　　 Ten minutes later, the broadcast stopped and the plane took off.

　　 Zhang Jue got up and bought another ticket to CN in two hours.

　　 Two more hours later, the announcement "Please Mr. Zhang Jue to board the plane" sounded again.

The broadcast lasted for a few minutes. Just when the crew thought that Mr. Zhang Jue had released their pigeons again, Zhang Jue drove all the way to the boarding gate with a salute. In the last second before closing the door, he stepped on the boarding gate. Airplane taking off.

　　 It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Jue was a little tired after fighting the air for several hours.

　　 If you can't get rid of the danger in this way, you can only blame him for being too lucky, or that the opponent is too strong.

　　 He put his luggage on the luggage rack, and was about to close his eyes to rest, when the person sitting behind suddenly knocked on his chair.

　　 "Hello, can I change positions with you, I feel a little uncomfortable."

　　 Zhang Jue turned his head and saw a woman in her thirties looking at him embarrassingly.

　　 Her lower abdomen was slightly raised, and she looked like a pregnant woman.

　　 Because Zhang Jue’s seat is leaning against the window, even if it can’t be opened, most people feel that it’s more comfortable to sit here, probably because of their inner workings.

　　 Zhang Jue nodded and changed positions with her.

　　 After sitting down, the plane took off slowly.

　　 Feeling the pressure brought by overweight, Zhang Jue felt a little better.

　　 The roar of airplanes is the best sleeping pill. Most people wear blindfolds and get ready to sleep.

　　 Zhang Jue also closed his eyes.

　　 In this case, it is impossible for him to fall asleep, but the necessary rest must be guaranteed.

　　 People’s voices gradually diminished, and the flight attendants came over to check the seat belts, and the lights dimmed.

　　 I don’t know how long it has been~www.novelmt.com~ Zhang Jue feels something is wrong.

　　 In the darkness, he opened his eyes and felt the surroundings.

　　 Quiet, unusually quiet.

　　 Except for the roar of the plane, no other sound came to his ears.

　　 can't even breathe.

　　 Zhang Jue stood up.

　　 found that all passengers were no longer in their seats.

　　 He is the only one left in the huge cabin.

　　 Ha, I still couldn't hide it.

　　 Encountered this situation, Zhang Jue's heart that had been hanging around finally let go.

　　 Compared to the unknown fear, the current situation close to Tu's poor view made him excited.

　　 Come on, let me see who dares to provoke me.

　　 He squeezed his fingers and creaked, and it would be hard to understand his hatred if he didn't find someone to beat him up.

　　 In the darkness, he fumbled towards the cockpit of the plane.

　　 The other party wanted to play this mysterious and mysterious game, so he stayed with him to the end.

　　 As long as he has occupied the cockpit, he is not afraid that the opponent will not show up.

　　 Just as he walked to the center of the cabin, all the lights that had gone out suddenly turned on.

　　 The suddenly lit light made Zhang Jue unable to see. He immediately closed his eyes and raised his ears.

　　 He and Chen Lao have learned how to distinguish positions by listening to the sound. If the other party wants to take this opportunity to attack him, I am afraid they will suffer.

　　 A few seconds passed, and it was still quiet.

　　 Except for his breathing, there was no sound.

　　 Could it be that I was thinking wrong? Zhang Jue slowly opened his eyes.

　　 Waiting to see the scene before him, he slowly opened his mouth, and Barbara got old.

　　 His expression was as if he had seen something unbelievable, and he was beyond shock.