The pilot was shocked and protested, "Mrs. Qin, it's… it's impossible to fly in this weather."
Ziyue glanced at him coldly. "It's possible because I say so!"
"Mrs. Qin!"
The pilot tried to persuade Ziyue, but she would not allow him to speak.
She turned around and pulled a gun from the bodyguard's pocket, pointing it at the pilot's head. "Is it possible now?"
The pilot widened his eyes and did not dare to move. He answered in a trembling voice, "Yes! Yes!"
Ziyue's expression was cold. She tightened her grip on the gun and pressed the barrel at his temple before ordering, "Why are you still standing here?"
…
The plane circled above B City's airspace half an hour later.
The pilot looked pale as he turned to Ziyue, "Mrs. Qin, the wind is too strong. It's too risky to land."
"You have more than ten years of experience as a pilot. You must have a way to deal with this weather." Ziyue looked at him with a flicker of threat in her eyes.
Although it was not impossible to land a plane during a typhoon, the risk was too high. No one would willingly put their lives in danger to attempt that.
However, Ziyue implied she would shoot him if he didn't land the plane.
Therefore, the pilot had no choice but to attempt a landing.
Ziyue looked at the pitch-black scene outside the window. Her heart clenched tightly before it sank and turned cold.
Muchen had been able to turn a dangerous situation to his advantage many times. She believed he would do it again.
After around an hour, the private jet finally landed in B City.
Ziyue left the private jet and rushed toward the plane crash site with her team.
The typhoon wreaked havoc in B City, submersing the roads with water. There were also many objects floating around, making it impossible to drive. They had no choice but to get to the site on foot.
The plane crashed some distance from the center of B City. Ziyue and her group had to brave the strong wind and rain and trudge ahead.
The roads were muddy and in bad condition.
Ziyue brought a group of bodyguards with her. She kept up with their speed and even walked ahead of them.
The crash occurred in a valley of a small mountain. The wind was weaker there.
She noticed lights in that area as she was still some distance away.
It had been five hours since the plane crash. The first responders rushed to the scene and issued the first list of victims before she departed for B City.
She spent two hours traveling from Yunzhou City. Could the second list of victims be published already?
Cold sweat broke out on her body.
She took down the barricade tape and rushed onto the site.
One of the first responders saw her and stopped her from going further. "Who are you?"
Ziyue's raincoat had long soaked through, allowing rainwater to seep into her hair and flow all over her face. She forced her eyes to stay open and said hoarsely, "I'm the wife of a passenger."
The first responder was surprised.
It had been five hours since the plane crashed. Although it was a considerable time for the first responder, he did not expect a family member to reach the site so soon, especially in such terrible weather. It was quite an impressive feat.
The first responder placed his hand on his safety helmet and considered briefly. Then, he took off the helmet, offered it to Ziyue, and said, "What's the passenger's name? We will watch out for the passenger for you."
"His name is Qin Muchen," Ziyue said, waving her hand. "It's okay. I don't need it."
The first responder did not insist and turned around to proceed with the rescue work.
However, he walked a few steps and suddenly sensed someone following him. He turned around and saw it was the beautiful lady he had just spoken to.
"Why are you following me?"
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