Chapter 110 - Operation, and First Aid
Chapter 110 Operation, and First Aid
Damon looked at him suspiciously.
Luke, however, wasn’t in a hurry to explain himself, but simply whispered to Damon the suspects’ positions.
Damon sat up straight and glanced at them. His face turned awful.
If they were all terrorists, this plane would be in major trouble.
The four terrorists were scattered on the plane, making it impossible to capture them all at once.
But then Luke told him a piece of news that was even worse. “I think they have another accomplice in first class.”
Damon didn’t know what to say.
Five terrorists? But there were only three people on his side… including Luke.
Damon was confident in himself and his daughter, but not so much in Luke.
Was Luke lying? Well, Luke had shown him his badge and medal.
Damon, as a seasoned officer, could easily tell that the badge and medal were authentic.
Then, was Luke joking with him?
That was unlikely.
Besides, there was something naturally convincing about Luke.
If it had been anybody else, Damon might be 50% suspicious. But coming from Luke, he was only 30% suspicious, since he had conversed pleasantly with Luke earlier.
Now that he was inclined to trust Luke, did he dare sit by and watch?
They were on a plane!
If the bombs went off, everybody was doomed.
Damon said in a low voice, “Mindy and I can take care of two terrorists, but what about the rest of them, especially the one in first class?”
Luke replied, “I need Mindy to cooperate with me in a bit. She’ll pretend to be uncomfortable, which will give me a chance to go to first class and look for the terrorist that’s hiding. Then we’ll… and… How does that sound?”
Damon nodded without any hesitation.
He was confident in his combat ability, but he wasn’t sure that he would be able to pick out the hidden terrorist, so he could only listen to Luke.
At the very least, Luke was the one who had detected the crisis, if there was a crisis at all.
Damon and Mindy had obviously done this many times.
With simple gestures and his eyes, Damon soon let Mindy know that she was “sick.”
Damon exclaimed nervously, “Ah, Mindy? What’s up? You’re feeling uncomfortable? Attendant, help me! My daughter is having trouble breathing!”
He shouted and leaned closer as if he were examining his daughter, when he was actually just telling her the plan.
Luke stood up quickly and ran to Mindy. “Ah, Mindy, how are you feeling? Do you need oxygen?”
Mindy rolled her eyes. Did anybody not need oxygen?
Luke was “shocked.” “Ah, attendant, hurry up! The whites of her eyes are showing!”
Mindy gritted her teeth. She was truly an idiot to have thought that he was a kindhearted gentleman!
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Luke, however, added, “No, don’t bite your tongue, Mindy. Relax.”
Damon felt absurd as he watched all this. Hey, are you her father, or am I? Why are you stealing my thunder?
A female attendant came over and looked anxiously at the little girl.
The cute little girl had roused her maternal instincts.
Luke said in a hurry, “I’m a med student; I know a thing or two about first aid. Do you have a first aid kit?”
The attendant nodded quickly and said, “Yes, I’ll go fetch it.”
Luke said, “I’ll go with you.”
He followed the attendant to the back of the plane. Another attendant was resting there.
Luke immediately hinted for her to stay quiet.
Then, he showed his police badge and said in a low voice, “Stay calm and don’t cry out. There are a bunch of terrorists on the plane. I suspect that they’re planning something bad.”
The two attendants opened their mouths in shock. Luke gestured at them again to hold back their exclamations.
“The problem is that one of them may be in first class. It’s closest to the cockpit, right?” Luke asked, although he knew the answer.
First class was in the front. It would of course be the closest to the cockpit.
The two attendants quickly nodded.
Luke said, “Can you let the captain know not to open the cockpit door, no matter what happens?”
The attendants nodded again. They had a phone which they could use to contact the captain.
Luke nodded and said, “Wait…” He gazed at the first attendant.
The attendant was rather smart. “Jennifer. This is Lopez.”
…So together, you would be Jennifer Lopez?
Luke said, “Jennifer and I will take the father and his daughter to first class with the excuse that first class is more comfortable and convenient. After we leave, Lopez will let the captain know what’s going on and tell him not to open the cockpit door no matter what. Don’t panic if anything happens. Trust us. Jennifer, let your colleagues in first class know quietly not to hinder us; can you do that?”
Jennifer nodded.
Luke said, “Alright, stay calm. I guarantee that we’ll make it to Kennedy Airport on time.”
The attendants were panicking a little, but that was understandable.
They wouldn’t be human if they didn’t panic over news of terrorists on their plane.
Luke quickly grabbed two metal table knives and hid them in his pocket.
Soon, Jennifer led the way, and Luke followed her with a first aid kit as if he were a legit doctor.
Thankfully, his appearance and air fitted that of a medical school student; the terrorists wouldn’t be too quick to grow suspicious of him.
They reached Mindy and her father. Luke whispered something to Damon, and they lifted Mindy and carried her to first class.
With Mindy’s body as cover, Luke secretly handed her one of the knives and kept one for himself.
Pleased, Mindy quickly moved her wrist, and the knife disappeared into her sleeve.
On the way, Luke and Damon snuck glances at the terrorists.
Damon’s heart became heavy.
There was no telling how true Luke’s claim was, but given Damon’s experience as a police officer, he could tell that the four people whom Luke suspected were terrorists were clearly acting unusually.
They were all too nervous.
There was no way Damon could miss the wariness and madness in their eyes.
They were definitely dangerous criminals, even if they weren’t terrorists.
They soon carried Mindy, who was busy pretending to be short of breath, into first class. Luke immediately activated Sharp Nose.
They didn’t have much time left now.
The terrorists might activate their bombs if they got too anxious; there would be no going back when that happened.
Luke’s choice might not be the best one, but waiting and doing nothing was even riskier.