If it were the usual leadership on an ordinary day, they might have done the same, but this time it was different.
"We can’t keep this under wraps; it was arranged by the higher-ups. On the bright side, we’re making amends and it’s not too late."
"Notify the situation and arrange for passengers to take other flights to continue their journey."
Just when the people in the hall were getting a bit restless, the announcement came.
"Attention passengers on China Airlines flight HA3963, we regret to inform you that during a recent safety check, we found a fault with the aircraft’s engine. Please be patient as we arrange a replacement aircraft as soon as possible."
The announcement was repeated three times, and the crowd went from momentary silence to buzzing discussions.
Almost everyone had a look of relief and lingering fear on their faces.
"There really was an issue with the plane, that’s terrifying."
"The engine had a problem. If we had flown on that plane, would we have crashed from mid-air?"
The person speaking shuddered involuntarily, the mere thought of it was horrifying.
It was truly terrifying.
Jiang Jingze held Yue Qingqing’s hand tightly for a moment.
The post-traumatic fear—
It wasn’t for himself, but for the one he loved.
He couldn’t imagine if Qingqing hadn’t discovered it, they might have died together on this plane.
He had always been exceptionally unlucky since he was a child, so much so that he was used to the idea that he might die unknowingly one day.
But Qingqing was different; her wonderful life shouldn’t end with his.
Could it be that his bad luck had affected her?
In that moment, Jiang Jingze thought of many things, his trembling fingertips slowly loosening their grip.
But Yue Qingqing held his hand in turn.
"Don’t overthink it, we won’t be in any danger."
Yue Qingqing hugged the man’s arm proactively.
Such an intimate gesture was not unusual in the waiting hall.
In this narrow escape from death, many were disregarding modesty, hugging those beside them, even crying in one another’s arms.
In the girl’s voice, Jiang Jingze let out a long sigh, his reason returning.
"We need to find a plausible excuse for this incident."
If her supernatural abilities were discovered, Qingqing would never have peace in her life.
Many powerful and wealthy people would surely want to bind such a human alarm to their side.
Various thoughts flashed through Jiang Jingze’s mind.
Fortunately, he took the blame upon himself, so the one being targeted would most likely be him, not Qingqing.
Yue Qingqing noticed Jiang Jingze’s concern, "I’m going to make a call."
The call was naturally made to Cui Wu.
As the director of the Special Management Bureau, he was very experienced in handling such incidents.
After all, the bureau’s staff were not ordinary people, and they frequently invited all kinds of trouble.
He was beginning to think that after retirement, he could be rehired for some neighborhood committee position.
He would be a master at dealing with trivial matters.
After making the call, Yue Qingqing returned to find Jiang Jingze surrounded by people.
Voices of gratitude and thanks made Jiang Jingze frown.
He felt a sense of guilt but couldn’t rebut, lest Qingqing’s anomaly be discovered.
The irate man from earlier squeezed into the crowd.
"I need to apologize, I was too impulsive just now."
Others who had complaints were the same.
At this moment, they looked at Jiang Jingze and Yue Qingqing as if they were heroes.
If it weren’t for these two, they might have all perished in the sky today.
It’s said that in a plane crash, bodies often couldn’t be found, making proper burial impossible.
Amidst the crowd, a middle-aged man in his forties who had not spoken all along adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and whispered to his assistant beside him.
"It must have been the girl who gave the warning, find out how and why."