RPAGF Chapter 531 Bai Yuan: It seems to be my plane
Chapter 531 Bai Yuan: It seems to be my plane
With the popularization of drone technology and products in the past two years, drones have also been widely used in commercial activities, film crew shooting, private aerial photography and other occasions.
The management and regulation of drones are also advancing rapidly.
Last year, the government officially introduced drone management regulations, restricting the use of drones in urban areas, demarcating no-fly zones, and requiring commercial performances to be reported to relevant departments in advance.
When a system is first introduced, it is the strictest, and many cases of overcorrection have occurred. It was not until the beginning of this year that it gradually stabilized.
As a result, air traffic control has become much stricter.
As a modern city at the forefront of the world, Haiqi was a place where in the past two years, you could often see bosses flying to the top floor of their company to go to get off work, and young masters and young ladies flying to and from school.
They have all disappeared in recent times.
People can also see various types of drones flying through the air just by looking up, and incidents such as failures, entanglements, collisions, crashes, and falling objects from high altitudes occur from time to time. They have become accustomed to the empty sky above their heads, with no small flying objects anymore.
So you can imagine people's surprise when they see a helicopter flying over a downtown area.
Especially when the helicopter flew towards Haiqi University with a clear purpose and slowly lowered its altitude over the playground in the southeast corner, it caused a small commotion.
The local people of Haiqi, who are used to big scenes, are accustomed to this and are not surprised. Those who know the business take a closer look at the model of the aircraft and judge the identity of the visitor by whether it is military or civilian.
The main people who come to join in the fun are students from other third- and fourth-tier cities with slightly weaker economic conditions. They are all ordinary people. Luxury cars are rare in small county towns, and an Audi A6 is the top-of-the-line model. If someone's family can have a fleet of four cars for their wedding, they are considered the local dog owner.
Civilian airliners can be seen overhead every day, it is not uncommon at all, but many people have never seen a private or military aircraft like a helicopter since they were a child.
As the plane got closer and closer to the ground, the roar of the engine and the sound of the propeller became louder and louder, and the air was rapidly stirred. Strong air currents constantly picked up tiny sand particles and smashed them against the window glass.
Those who were closer to the teaching building and who were the first to rush to the window and stick their heads out naturally got a mouthful of dust, and after being hit by the sand a few times, they quickly closed the windows.
Those who were slowly gathering outside and preparing to come over to find out what was going on also wrapped their collars, or held down the edges of their clothes that were inflated by the wind, or pressed down their hair that was crawling upwards like tentacles that had suddenly exploded, and quickened their pace to evacuate in the opposite direction.
Bai Yuan and a group of people in the dormitory had just finished a big class at 8 a.m. and were going to the bathroom to wash their hands in a group.
Hearing the commotion of the crowd and the roar outside the window, he saw Zhao Jiajia stick her head out and then quickly pull it back, then hurriedly close the window.
Bai Yuan shook off the water droplets on his hands and walked towards the window.
Zhao Jiajia wiped the dust off her face, rubbed her squinted eyes, and tried to roll her eyes as she moved toward the sink. "Oh my god, this dust is really heavy. Does anyone have eye drops? If you don't have any, you can blow them away for me!"
For the first time, the fleroxacin eye drops that Bai Yuan had been carrying since childhood were used where they should be used.
She unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Zhao Jiajia, listening to her scream of pain. She opened the window a corner, stuck her head out again, and squinted her eyes to look in the direction of the plane.
After the effect of the eye drops had worn off, Zhao Jiajia spat out the bitter taste in her throat and returned the eye drops to Bai Yuan.
Seeing that she was still looking at it seriously, he couldn't help but wonder:
"What are you looking at?" With a family background like hers, she must have taken many private jets when she was a child. Why did she look at it so enthusiastically, as if she was seeing it for the first time?
Bai Yuan frowned slightly: "It seems to be my plane."
Zhao Jiajia: “…”
Excuse me!!!
Ignoring Zhao Jiajia's reaction as she was forced to get to know herself again, Bai Yuan looked at the playground in the distance, his gaze fixed on the white figure hurrying over from the other side, a layer of darkness slowly covering his eyes.
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"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't packed my things yet..."
Mu Chenye, dressed in a white coat, walked towards the helicopter parked on the playground against the whirlwind created by the propeller.
He had a clip on his head, pinning his bangs to the top of his head. The hair on the sides of his cheeks and the ends of his hair was a little wet, with water droplets hanging on them.
Looking at him again, he looked very sleepy, and he was yawning sleepily, completely ignoring the dust and sand that might get into his mouth.
It was as if he was snoring in his sleep when a phone call woke him up from bed. He just quickly splashed cold water on his face to wake himself up, and then was forced to come out to serve customers.
"It happened suddenly. Let's get on the plane first. I'll tell you in detail on the way."
He was lame but not completely lame. Although he was standing on two legs, in order to avoid being noticed, he could only shift his center of gravity to the intact leg, so he looked very arrogant when he stood there. As Song Yanming spoke, he picked up the brown paper-wrapped document handed to him by the Heizi bodyguard behind him and stuffed it into Muchenye's arms.
"The victim was shot three times in the body. The first two bullets were taken out, but the third one broke into three pieces. The angle was tricky. The doctors there don't dare to operate on him. You have to do it."
Mu Chenye opened the seal and yawned again, "Are you afraid of taking responsibility? I understand... How is the injured person doing?"
"Alive, three bags of blood have already been hung..." Song Yanming looked at Mu Chenye who almost fell asleep while standing, frowned slightly, "Why are you so sleepy?"
"I've stayed up all night for three consecutive nights. Haha~~~" Muchenye yawned again.
A suburban fisherman caught a large bag of fish in the middle of the night in black plastic. When he opened it, he saw three arms and six legs, none of which matched.
This man was very courageous. He was reluctant to give up the bait he had just laid, and continued fishing with the bag of human body fragments until dawn. He reeled in his rod with nothing in his hands, and then he thought of calling the police.
When Mu Chenye followed the criminal police to the crime scene, he could tell at a glance that the men were not of the same kind.
The experienced old detective concluded that there were still people around, so he immediately launched a search of the surrounding area, even sending out police dogs to search the entire mountain and field.
Finally, it was a fisherman who was carrying a sack up the mountain to dig earthworms and dug it out from the ground. He called the police and only then were the remaining human body parts recovered.
The corpse was severely decomposed, and the giant was almost turning into sticky saliva. Mu Chenye had been busy "putting the puzzle together" these days and hadn't slept for three days and three nights.
Being able to stand and talk to Song Yanming at this moment, he already has the physique of a superman.
“Then you…” Song Yanming was about to say something when he saw Mu Chenye’s foot got kicked on the steps and he almost fell flat on his face. He quickly raised his hand and pulled him to steady his center of gravity. Finally, he changed his words and said, “Forget it, you go upstairs and catch up on your sleep first. This operation is very important and can only succeed and not fail. You must—”
Halfway through his words, Song Yanming saw Bai Yuan's figure approaching from afar, so he stopped talking and patted Mu Chenye on the shoulder, telling him to go in quickly.
After hearing the pause in Song Yanming's words, Mu Chenye turned his head again and naturally saw Bai Yuan. Just as he was about to wave and say hello to her, Song Yanming pressed his head and stuffed him into the cabin.
"Little sister, are you going to school?" After sending Mu Chenye away, Song Yanming stood at the door of the cabin, with one hand in his pocket and looking at Bai Yuan with a half-smile, "I have something urgent to do this time, so I won't stay any longer. Your brother Song will come to see you next time."
"What's the matter?" Bai Yuan asked.
Song Yanming raised his eyelids and said with a smile, "My business."
After seeing what Bai Yuan was worried about, Song Yanming said:
"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with your family. I just borrowed your plane temporarily. My plane fell from the sky a few months ago. The last time I saw you, you were still looking at me in a wheelchair, right?"
The credibility of this statement is indeed very high, and the Song family is still as exciting as ever on the battlefield.
So far, Song Yanming still has a good reputation with Bai Yuan. Although he is quite pretentious, he never tells unfounded lies on serious matters.
Bai Yuan: “Oh.”
No wonder Bai Yuan thinks too much.
Not to mention a helicopter drop, even if an ordinary person saw his car suddenly parked at the school gate while distracted in class, he would worry whether something had happened at home.
Now the two elders of the Bai family are in their eighties and approaching ninety. Although they are still in good health, they are not as good as before.
Except for the little brat Bai Xun, all of Bai Yuan's family is in Haiqi. Bai Ou's family is also not in Beijing, and it is more troublesome for them to come back than Bai Yuan's family.
If something happens to the elderly at home, it is not certain that we will be able to receive the news and rush back immediately.
Seeing Song Yanming parachuting down from his own plane and taking away the best doctor in the village, Bai Yuan naturally suspected that something might have happened to the two elders of the Bai family.
However, since Song Yanming had already said that it had nothing to do with the Bai family, Bai Yuan felt relieved and believed him.
After all, Song Yanming is indeed a reliable person, and he knows the interests involved. If there is anything, he will tell her at the first time, and he never does things like "it's for your own good, I'm afraid you will worry, so I hide it from you and say nothing happened, and life is peaceful."
Bai Yuan looked at Song Yanming in front of him, carefully studying his expression. He saw that although there was anxiety and restlessness in his eyes, it was not directed at him. He thought that something strange was happening in his family again, which made him in a particularly bad mood. So he nodded.
"be careful on the road."
"Okay, don't worry." Song Yanming waved his hand and deliberately joked to ease the atmosphere, "If this one falls, I'll compensate you with another one."
Bai Yuan: "Of course you have to pay for it."
This plane was custom-ordered by her eldest cousin before he went to military school, specifically as a gift for his eighteenth birthday.
Don’t you see how eye-catching that blue light strip on the hatch is!
If Song Yanming tore her apart before he came back, without even touching her, she had no doubt that Bai Ou would press him into the mud and then give him a good beating.
His legs were broken!!!
Song Yanming: “…”
Bai Yuan just came to see if there was something going on at home and needed to go back.
Since nothing happened and it had nothing to do with him, Bai Yuan didn't stay any longer. He said hello to Song Yanming and went back to continue his class.
After seeing Bai Yuan off, Song Yanming looked at her departing back, put away the smile on his face, his eyes became a little more gloomy, and he turned back to the cabin.
"Let's go," he said to the pilot.
Mu Chenye leaned on the windows on both sides, staring at Bai Yuan who had already walked away, and nudged Song Yanming fiercely with his elbow, saying unhappily:
"Brother, why are you stopping me? She came to say goodbye to me!"
After all, we have been together for more than a year. Isn't it normal for a friend to come over and say farewell when he is on a business trip? !
"Don't flatter yourself." Song Yanming rolled his eyes at him and handed him a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, "Put them on."
When Mu Chenye put it on, the propeller started to spin, and the plane took off straight into the air, slowly leaving the ground to a certain height, and then he said seriously:
"Sleep even if you're not sleepy, and get back to your best condition as soon as possible. If the operation fails, you'll be ready to pack up and become a wanted criminal worldwide."
"So serious?" Mu Chenye fiddled with the microphone next to the noise reduction headphones carelessly and asked lazily, "Who is it?"
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain on the top of my head. When I looked up, I found that Song Yanming was looking at me with serious eyes.
Mu Chenye was stunned for a moment, and he also corrected his attitude, "Where are we flying to? How many hours' journey? If we get there, how long can the injured last?"
"Southeastern border defense." Song Yanming said, "First take a helicopter to Jingli Airport to meet the contact, and then transfer to a fighter plane for a direct flight. If it's fast, it will arrive in half an hour."
Hearing that even the fighter planes had fallen, Mu Chenye also realized the seriousness of the situation. He slapped his face with his hands and then opened the injury file:
"I'd better not sleep. Sleeping for more than ten minutes won't help. It will only make me more sleepy and affect my operation. I'll just take two shots of adrenaline to wake myself up when we get there..."
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Mu Chenye left in a hurry and left many things unresolved.
The position of school doctor at Haiqi University was left vacant, and the medical school next door did not discover that the teacher was absent until class began. Taking into account Mu Chenye's irregular schedule, the kind-hearted students were worried that this teacher, who was not a good person but had strong professional knowledge and skills, might have died suddenly at home at a young age, so they quickly reported it to the school's Academic Affairs Office.
At that time, Muchen had already landed and changed into surgical clothes. He was now in the operating room removing the second shrapnel.
The cell phone was left outside the operating room. It rang for more than ten times but no one answered. After the limited battery power was used up, it finally turned off automatically.
When the school found that they could not contact the person, they called the police for safety reasons.
Mu Chenye had just finished piecing together the human body fragments before he left. The Criminal Police Brigade was holding a group meeting based on the practical report to further analyze and deduce the case.
I suddenly received the news that Muchenye was missing, and I thought that he, as a crucial forensic doctor in the case, was killed in revenge.
He hurriedly drove the police car to Haiqi University and found out that he had been temporarily transferred back to the army.
Although they knew that military orders must not be violated, the criminal police still felt a little uncomfortable.
It was so hard to find such a good forensic doctor, and there were still many places where he would be needed later! He left so hastily, where could they find another such a good one to take over?
Bai Yuan, who found out about this later:
Song Yanming is so unreliable!
Why not send someone else to take care of things and arrange all matters when you temporarily conscript young men?
Conclusion: This person cannot stand praise.
Withdraw an affirmation of him.