North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Chapter 138: One hundred and thirty-seventh air crisi

  Chapter 138 One hundred and thirty-seventh air crisis (addition for the rain mirror rudder master)

  It takes more than six hours to fly from Los Angeles to New York.

  Dean will naturally not treat himself badly.

   He booked first class.

  Dean sat in a comfortable chair, declined the enthusiastic stewardess, took a book, and carefully read it.

   This is a book about animal habits.

  The educational level of the dog trainer Bo Ke is not very high, and the semi-finished book "Domesticating Intelligent Species from Body to Body" left behind is where he thinks and writes, and the content is not organized.

  After reading, Dean found that many things seemed to him, but he had no concept at all, and he was confused.

  However, some of the magical ideas in the book are full of imagination.

   Boko, a pervert, is undoubtedly a genius in animal taming.

  He divided all the beasts by IQ + animal nature, and domesticated them with sticks and rewards according to different types.

   Such as canine obedience and loyalty.

  Although their upper limit of IQ is not high, their obedience is not weak. This kind of canine can be targeted for domestication through food rewards, conditioned reflexes and command recognition.

   Another example is human beings.

Although human beings have a high lower limit of IQ, but their emotions are too rich, it is necessary to destroy the original cognition, self-esteem, self-confidence, etc. of the domesticated target step by step, so that the other party loses himself, and then use various methods of brainwashing to rebuild a human being with you as the main body. cognition and behavioral habits.

  PUA between men and women is actually a gentle version of this method.

  Dean feels that these things will be of great help to his research on psychology, so he is very motivated to learn.

   He swears, there is absolutely no strange idea.

time flies.

  The plane shook slightly, and the pressure hit.

  Dean has a strong physique, and continued to flip through the books in his hand as if nothing had happened. The pale-faced little girl sitting not far from him covered her ears, and her pitiful little face showed strong discomfort.

  This is because when the plane takes off and lands, there will be a pressure difference in the ear corridor, which will cause the eardrum to agitate and cause discomfort.

  Generally, this discomfort lasts for a short time.

  But for some people who have physical problems, there will be big problems.

   The girl in front of Dean, that's it.

  She just felt itchy throat and discomfort in her ears, and she was trying to open her mouth to relieve the discomfort, but she felt a feeling of bewilderment rushing to her head in an instant.

next moment.

  The little girl's eyes darkened, and her head dropped directly.

  Dean was sitting on the side of her. When he heard the movement, he turned his head to look, his face changed slightly, he pulled off his seat belt, stepped in front of the little girl's seat, and touched her neck artery with his fingers.

   "Sir, the plane is climbing now, please sit back in your seat!"

  The glamorous stewardess of the first-class cabin, seeing Dean's actions, hurriedly stopped her for fear of accidents.

  Her exclamation also attracted three or four people around to look over.

  One of the bearded middle-aged men saw that Dean was pressing his finger on the little girl's neck, as if pinching her, with anger on his face: "Bastard, what did you do to my daughter!"

"Shut up!"

Dean glanced at the other party fiercely, frightened the menacing man, then unbuckled the girl's seat belt, hugged her in his arms, and pulled out the belt from his waist while keeping the other party's head up. On morphine, an injection was given.

  The United States in this parallel world has not encountered a major traffic crisis caused by humans, so the domestic flight security check is still very loose.

  Although he did not bring a gun up.

  But these morphine injections were brought up aboveboard.

  Wait until that middle-aged man regains his senses.

  Dean has pushed half of the potion.

  This dose is not too low for a little girl who looks to be only eight or nine years old.

   If it doesn't work, then her life is bad.

   All this, seemingly cumbersome, actually happens within a few seconds.

  The man finally recovered from the shock in Dean's eyes.

  He unbuttoned his seatbelt with a grim face, ignoring the turbulence of the plane that was not yet completely stable, threw himself in front of Dean, and grabbed his clothes angrily: "FK"

  Dean was not used to him, and before the man vented his anger, he swung him back to his position with a flick of his hand.

  The stewardess finally realized something was wrong.

  She quietly pressed the button under the seat, unfastened her seat belt, and rushed to the little girl's seat. At the same time, she also saw the little girl with her eyes closed and the pocket syringe in Dean's hand.

  The flight attendant's complexion changed drastically: "What did you do to her?"

   "This **** injected my daughter with an unknown drug, call the air police!", the middle-aged man who was thrown back to his place got up again, roaring, while struggling to rush to Dean again.

   Heard this.

  The expressions of the other two male passengers also changed slightly, and they unfastened their seat belts, preparing for a brave act.

  Dean didn't panic at all about this.

  The girl's symptoms of abnormally high blood pressure are obvious, and she belongs to emergency rescue. Even if the man sues her afterwards, she will lose money at most.

  He is not short of money now.

   If the girl hangs up, the man will make trouble for himself afterwards.

  This kind of act of kindness in order to save people, knowing that it can’t be done, is slandered and lost money afterwards. Once it is publicized, it is in line with the personal tragic heroism of the United States and has a large fan market.

  With a little operation on your own, you can gain a huge reputation and become a real five-star detective in Los Angeles, laying a good foundation for future promotions.

in turn.

  I successfully treated the girl myself, not to mention the result.

  Since helping or not, there will be good rewards.

   Dean's shot became a matter of course.

   Just when the man and two brave passengers surrounded Dean aggressively.

   Woo~

  The little girl, who was not moving at first, let out a soft humming sound, and opened her somewhat confused eyes.

   "Aqiusha, are you okay?"

  Seeing this, the man didn't bother to trouble Dean, he snatched the girl over, held her in his arms, and asked nervously.

  Because of the mild sedative effect of morphine.

  The little girl was still a little dazed, but her originally flushed neck and face had returned to normal.

Dean then said: "She seems to have some problems with her heart. The lift of the plane just now caused her blood pressure to rise suddenly. Morphine shot, try first aid."

   said.

  He handed the pocket syringe with half of the medicine left in his hand to the glamorous stewardess beside him: "Leave this trouble to the air police, and check the composition of the medicine afterwards."

  The flight attendant saw Dean with a calm expression, and took the syringe dubiously.

  The other two male passengers who came to help, found that they seemed to have misunderstood Dean, and were a little embarrassed, and were about to say something.

  Dean offered to extend his hand: "You are very brave, let me know. I am Inspector Dean of the Los Angeles Police Department. I am very happy to meet two brave people on this flight."

   These words not only relieved the embarrassment of the two, but also praised them incidentally.

  The two male passengers shook hands with Dean enthusiastically, exchanged business cards with Dean, and then sat back in their seats.

  Dean looked down at the business card.

  One is the sales manager of a medical equipment company, a well-to-do middle class, and the other is also the CEO of a new Internet company, so he can be regarded as a wealthy man.

   Sure enough, those who are willing to fly first class are either rich people or the company pays for it.

the other side.

  The man finally learned the truth from his daughter who was gradually returning to normal, and apologized to Dean with guilt: "Thank you for saving my daughter, just now."

  The person in front of her is her daughter's savior, and she wanted to beat him just now.

  The man is very guilty at the moment.

  Dean smiled faintly, reached out and pinched the face of the little girl who was hugging the man, and interrupted the man's words of gratitude:

   "Dude, take it easy.

  You just showed the reaction a father should have when his daughter is in danger.

   Don't feel guilty.

  My sister is about the same age as your daughter.

   She is safe now, and I'm happy too. "

  As soon as the words came out, not only the man looked at Dean with more guilt, but even the other first-class passengers and flight attendants who were watching couldn't help showing admiration in their eyes.

  This handsome young detective is really personable and kind!

   "No matter what, you saved my daughter. My name is Charles. If possible, I hope you can give me your contact information. After my daughter is settled, I will definitely repay you."

  The man's tone is sincere.

   This can make his guilty heart feel better.

  Dean chuckled: "Man, there is really no need. As the detective of the Los Angeles Murder Division, saving people from danger is the code of conduct left to me by my father who died in the line of duty.

   If you really want to repay, in the future, if you see someone in danger, please give a little help without endangering yourself. "

   A short paragraph.

  There are too many elements, and the BUFF is almost full.

  As for the effect, just look at the stewardess who is almost sticking to Dean, and the admiring and respectful passengers.

can only say.

   People who play with psychology have dirty hearts.

  It's a pity that these elites are more restrained, and no one takes the lead in applauding, which makes Dean feel that there is less atmosphere.

   Comfort the two father and daughter.

  Dean returned to his position, ready to continue reading.

  He now needs to maintain the personality, and wait for the airline and these passengers to take the initiative to report this matter.

certainly.

  If they don't move.

  Dean will also take the initiative to arrange for a passenger to leak this incident 'inadvertently', and it happens to be noticed by some media, which finally arouses public opinion.

   Flipping through the books.

  A faint fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose.

It turned out to be the previous stewardess, squatting halfway in front of Dean, ignoring the leaked spring, worshiping: "Heroes should not be unknown, sir, I will report this matter to the company to thank you for helping us avoid a trouble. "

  Generally, customers who fly in first class have certain identities.

  The little girl died on the plane.

   Whatever the reason, it will affect the reputation of their airline.

  Dean glanced at the other side's open mountain, and was about to say something, when he suddenly caught sight of the sunken button on the flight attendant's seat and the syringe in her hand, his expression changed slightly: "Did you secretly call the air police just now?"

  The female stewardess thought that Dean was blaming her and misunderstood herself, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I mistakenly thought that you were hurting that little girl. To be safe, I pressed the call button."

   "Three minutes and thirty-five seconds!"

  Dean exhaled and unfastened his seat belt again.

"What?"

  The stewardess was taken aback for a moment, and then realized when she saw the syringe in her hand. What Dean said was time!

   It has been more than three minutes since the incident happened!

  What about the Air Police?

   No!

   There is also no movement or feedback in the cockpit!

  The flight attendant's beautiful face flashed with horror, and she wanted to say something, but Dean blocked her mouth: "Don't bark, take me to the pantry, I need some weapons like knives and forks."

  The stewardess nodded repeatedly.

  The two walked towards the tea room quietly.

   Charles, who was comforting his daughter, noticed their actions and smiled knowingly.

  Beauties love heroes.

   It seems that this handsome detective is about to have a memorable air shock with the beautiful female flight attendant in the first class.

  It's nice to be young.

   At that time, iron knives and forks could be equipped on the plane, it was very loose.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)