My own war game

Chapter 34 Missing
"Disappeared? What does disappear mean?! What does missing mean?!"

At the Federal Aviation Administration at Los Angeles International Airport, Lisa excitedly clapped her hands on the table.

"Ma'am, calm down, please calm down, we are explaining the situation to you now." A white man in a light blue executive uniform said in a businesslike tone.

Two sturdy security guards tried to pull Lisa back, but Lola slapped their hands away, and He Chi used his body to block another one.

"Calm down first and listen to what they say." He Chi whispered in Lisa's ear, which calmed the confused girl down temporarily.

The executive then used a laser pointer to draw a circle on a digital map.

"Mr. Du Wei was on a United Airlines Airbus A380, which was five years old and in good condition. According to the scheduled plan, it should have flown directly from Honolulu to San Diego the night before yesterday. The local weather conditions were good and there were no adverse factors for the flight. However, the plane suddenly lost contact with the ground tower one and a half hours after takeoff. It has been 28 hours so far, and the fuel on the plane is only enough to fly for ten hours at most."

"Because the area surrounding the area where the plane lost contact was all sea, there was no area to make an emergency landing, so..."

"Therefore, we can infer that Mr. Constantine Duwei is currently in a very dangerous missing state." A bald middle-aged man in a suit walked into the room at this time and continued the executive's words.

"Who are you? What do you mean by what you said just now?" Seeing the person who broke in casually, Laura asked unhappily.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Steve Kaufman, the western region representative of UKI. You can call me whatever you want. I am mainly responsible for some aviation insurance-related docking work. On behalf of UKI Insurance, I would like to express my deepest condolences for the misfortune that Mr. Du Wei encountered..."

"Please wait a moment!" He Chi interrupted the other party. "No one said that Mr. Constantine had met with misfortune."

"Who is this? I remember there were no male relatives on Mr. Constantine's contact list." Kafman turned to ask the executive next to him.

Without waiting for the executive to answer, He Chi took the initiative to say, "I am his student and a friend of the two ladies."

"Well, in that case, please listen to our advice as well." The bald man spread his hands. "I can understand your feelings, but please look at this matter objectively. The possibility of the passengers surviving the plane suddenly disappearing over the Pacific Ocean is very small."

"Well, since it has already happened, we at UKI Insurance Company are willing to make the greatest effort to pay for the insurance claim for this accident. We promise to give a high target for the specific amount of compensation, as long as the relatives can sign this death certificate."

After saying that, the bald man pushed over a claim settlement agreement that had already been signed by Party A. He Chi glanced at the amount on it and his eyelids twitched.

US$400 million.

He remembered an investigation report he had read in school. Statistics showed that the average air crash compensation for European airlines was 60 euros, while in the United States it was a little higher at only around one million US dollars. Although Air France had paid tens of millions in compensation before, that was just an exception. The amount of 400 million was almost several times the average compensation.

But why? Why write such a large check for a "suspected" air crash that happened just over 24 hours ago and has not been finally confirmed? And the insurance company and the airline took the initiative to come to the door, shouldn't they argue with each other for a while?

This is not normal.

Just when He Chi was thinking about how to remind Lisa, the girl made her choice first. "I won't sign this document. I believe my grandfather is still alive." Lisa pushed the document back without hesitation.

The bald man was stunned when he heard it. He didn't expect that the other party would refuse decisively without even thinking about it, but he quickly put on a smile.

"If you have any specific requirements on the amount, you can raise them, and we can discuss it."

"It has nothing to do with money. I believe grandpa is still alive. Instead of talking about compensation now, you should go and find the plane as soon as possible. We will talk about the follow-up matters after the results of the investigation come out. We are leaving now." Lisa repeated what she had said, then stood up firmly and walked out.

Two security guards blocked the door, He Chi stood in front of Lisa again, and Laura reached into her handbag.

"Mr. Kafman, what do you mean? Do you want to detain us?" The originally weak Lisa bravely asked loudly.

"No, we don't mean that at all." Kafman waved the security guards aside and said, "I just want to remind you that the two ladies should still be in school, right? As far as I know, you are the few direct heirs of Mr. Constantine. If you can't confirm his death, you won't be able to inherit his property. Please think carefully about your livelihood."

"Don't worry about it. We can support ourselves by working part-time at McDonald's." Lola stood firmly on her sister's side.

Hearing this, Kafman smiled and said, "You two may not know Mr. Constantine's spending situation. It just so happens that we have had a good cooperative relationship before. Here are some of his credit records."

The bald man took out a few copies and handed them to Lisa and He Chi.

He Chi discovered that they were actually several large consumption bills, the total amount of which added up to nearly one million US dollars.

"This is the money Mr. Constantine spent on purchasing several large equipment, which he paid in installments. The other amount is the property tax that he should pay for his villa. Of course, Mr. Constantine has the financial resources to spend this money, and his credit is completely fine, but if he continues to be missing, even his immediate family members will not be able to use the funds in his account."

"If time goes on too long, both the equipment and the property may be forcibly reclaimed. Please make up your mind as soon as possible." Kafman reminded kindly, then made way.

Lisa looked at the bills, said nothing, and walked out the door silently, while Lola showed her middle finger to several people as she walked out.

Everyone else in the room left, leaving Kafman alone. He opened the window and saw He Chi and his men getting in the car. The bald man uttered the word "fuck"

"You are too impatient. That Asian seems to have figured out something." Someone spoke from a hidden little room behind him.

"They are all minor problems, just a few students. If they really don't want the money, 400 million is enough for a lot of gunmen to risk their lives for it." Kafman said gloomily.

He picked up the compensation agreement on the table and threw it into the shredder.

(End of this chapter)