A super great writer in the second dimension

　"Why don't you take a nap?" Sanzenin Arashi kindly reminded Nakiri Erina, noticing her unsteady steps.

　"Hmm..." Erina Nakiri was exhausted, so she simply agreed.

　Sanzenin Arashi patted his thigh. "Come on, lie down here."

　“…Okay.” Erina Nakiri’s body was honest, and she immediately lay down on it.

　Two hours later, the boarding call came. Sanzenin Arashi rolled her eyes. This girl was sleeping too soundly, so she carried her in her arms and took her to the boarding gate.

　"Excuse me." While holding Erina Nakiri, the girl accidentally bumped into someone with her foot, and Arashi Sanzenin quickly apologized.

　"Sure."

　The reply was in English. Looking up, I saw Sanzenin Arashi raise an eyebrow. It was the same black man from before. The tall, thin man gave me a meaningful look before walking forward to board the plane.

　Because he had been up all night, Sanzenin Arashi started to sleep after boarding the plane. The first-class seats were spacious, and Nakiri Erina was still holding his hand tightly, so he simply put the girl's delicate body in his arms and fell asleep together.

　Having a body pillow felt great, and with all the late nights he'd been staying up late, he slept very well. When he woke up, he found himself at the transfer point. He led the sleepy-eyed Erina Nakiri off the plane, and Sanzenin Arashi happened to see the two black men standing to the side arguing with someone.

　Airport staff were sweating profusely as they explained something.

　"This thing can't be brought in. If you want to bring it, eat it!" (Speaking in perfect Chinese-English).

　The staff member was holding an unopened bag of potato chips, pointing at it and repeating what he had said before.

　Two black men were shouting blankly, "What?" "Can you...?"

　The two Black men spoke very poor English, with a strong slang accent. It was like someone from Northeast China who couldn't speak Mandarin feeling frustrated when they met a Beijing native. These two Black men clearly didn't know Chinese.

　Sanzenin Arashi had a good impression of the two and wondered if she could go up and help them.

　Just then, a man of Asian descent walked over and said in fluent Chinese, "I'm sorry, my friend has caused you trouble."

　Then he said to the two black men in Japanese, "This thing can't be taken across the border. Eat it here first and then come with me."

　The two Black men opened the potato chips and started eating, looking puzzled. When they saw Sanzenin Arashi, they waved to him.

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled, took Nakiri Erina's hand, went to the nearby KFC for some fried chicken, and then changed flights.

　The connecting flight was a business class plane, flying directly to Rome. After boarding, Sanzenin Arashi was surprised to find that the two black men and the Chinese man from before were sitting next to him.

　After some conversation, he realized that the three were indeed mercenaries.

　They went to Africa... to fight a war!

　..

190. Little Lolita

　Sanzenin Arashi held Nakiri Erina's hand, and the tall, thin man exchanged a knowing look with Sanzenin Arashi.

　He personally prefers white women, and white people look down on black people. This is a background issue that has existed for hundreds of years, so tall, thin characters find it very fulfilling to play with women of different skin colors.

　Sanzenin Arashi winked and indicated that she liked all kinds of flavors. The two exchanged glances, revealing expressions that any man would understand, and laughed in unison.

　Yes, any man can find a sense of belonging in this regard.

　“Aoyama, we’re going to Africa because ISIS has been making a lot of noise lately. We’re also short of money back home, so we’re planning to make some money off the war.” The tall, thin man said in fairly fluent Japanese, “Africa isn’t safe lately, and even Rome isn’t safe. Muslims like to bomb everywhere. It’s unwise of you to take your girlfriend to a place like that.”

　He mistook Erina Nakiri for Arashi Sanzenin's girlfriend.

　Erina Nakiri initially seemed a little unhappy to hear Sanzenin Arashi discussing women's issues with another man, but upon hearing what the tall, thin man said, her furrowed brows relaxed, and she lay back in her chair, taking out her phone in airplane mode to start playing Tetris.

　Arashi Sanzenin is very interested in the organization ISIS, as for why...

　This is an organization funded by his old rival.

　Several American financial tycoons are the Sanzenin family's old rivals, fighting each other since World War II. Those tycoons funded ISIS originally for oil, hoping to switch places with Bin Laden, but then 9/11 happened.

　So Sanzenin Arashi started chatting with the tall, thin man. They both spoke in Japanese, which was completely incomprehensible to some of the Chinese passengers around them.

　"Bra, which battlefield do you plan to go to?" Bra is the name of the tall, thin man.

　“Qingshan, your question is very interesting. Recently, there’s been a war in a small country, the kind of tribal confederation that’s completely isolated. They discovered oil there, and that’s how the war started.” He made a throat-cutting gesture. “The Saladian army doesn’t treat their people like human beings at all. I’m originally from there, so I’m quite familiar with the terrain. I’m just waiting to go there and make my fortune.”

　“Saladiya is the name of that small country. Its president is a general who overthrew the original regime and came to power through a coup,” Bra explained. “Their equipment is very outdated. They only have about a dozen tanks, and most of them are still using old-fashioned AK47s with moldy stocks.”

　Sanzenin Arashi chuckled. That's really outdated. What kind of design does the AK47 have? I guess only people who play shooting games would like it. The recoil after firing is terrible, and it's hard for ordinary people to control. The manufacturing process is very rough, and it's easy for things like jamming or misfiring to happen.

　Well, with five thousand dollars, you can buy dozens of kilograms of AK47s; the bullets are more expensive than the guns!

　Yes, you read that right, it's tens of kilograms!!!

　The unit for purchasing AK47s is KG!! Not by the number of units!

　During the Cold War, AK-47s were so cheap that they cost only a few dollars per kilogram. Under UN sanctions, arms dealers sold these weapons by the ton in order to quickly unload them.

　Sanzenin Arashi shrugged, feigning a sigh, and expressed his disdain for Saradia. The black man echoed his sentiment and seized the opportunity to ask, "Which armed force needs funding lately? Maybe there's something else behind it."

　If they could take advantage of the chaos, why wouldn't Sanzenin Arashi do it? A few hundred million dollars could be used to annoy their old rivals, and send a bunch of iron fists to the local armed groups. The situation with ISIS would be even more complicated, turning it into a complete mess.

　"Forget it, how would I know about this? If you're interested, Qingshan, go and take a look yourself, but it's dangerous over there, I don't recommend it." After saying that, the black man started to doze off.

　Sanzenin Arashi shrugged, glancing around.

　There were quite a few pretty girls, and soon Sanzenin Arashi spotted one. She was a little girl with long gray-blue hair, fair skin, big sky-blue eyes, wearing a dark blue dress, sitting in a seat, her legs in white stockings swinging back and forth, her feet not even touching the floor.

　She's such an adorable little girl.

　She reached out and tugged at her father's clothes, her clear, childlike voice saying, "PAPA~ I need to go to the toilet..."

　"Chino, just hold on, the airplane toilets will open in ten minutes."

　Since it had just taken off, the toilets were still locked.

　Sanzenin Arashi had a somewhat wicked thought: "Airplane-induced incontinence of young girls.RMVB"

　The little girl seemed to sense something, glanced at Sanzenin Arashi, and immediately turned her head away fearfully.

　Okay, I got rejected.

　Sanzenin Arashi shrugged, closed her eyes, and prepared to rest. She hadn't recovered from staying up all night, and soon her senses began to wander.

　……

　A few hours later, Sanzenin Arashi felt someone tugging at him. He opened his eyes and saw that Bra was raising his hand with a serious expression, about to slap him.

　He grabbed Bra's wrist to stop him. The plane was eerily quiet. He glanced around and saw Erina Nakiri sitting in her seat with a grim expression, one hand gripping his arm.

　But Sanzenin Arashi noticed that Nakiri Erina's hands were trembling.

　Looking further to the side, Sanzenin Arashi suddenly shuddered.

　A large pool of blood was on the ground, and a middle-aged woman was pressing her mouth down on the little girl next to her. Following the trail of blood, Sanzenin Arashi's pupils contracted.

　The man who was suspected to be the little girl's father was lying on the ground with several blood clots on his back. Judging from the way his clothes were torn, he had probably been stabbed several times.

　At the same time, Bula lowered his voice and said, "Qingshan, there are Muslims hijacking the plane. They took people to the cockpit. Don't make a sound. We are hostages and should be safe."

　After learning the gist of what happened from Bra, Sanzenin Arashi was immediately disgusted.

　He was fully conscious and carefully looked around. The passengers all had expressions of fear on their faces, and several of them kept glancing towards the driver's cab.

　The little girl over there... I think her name is Chino. Large tears kept streaming from her two blue eyes. Although her mouth was covered, her expression was very sad.

　Erina Nakiri was completely stunned, and the hand that was holding Arashi Sanzenin was sweating profusely.

　Sanzenin Arashi frowned, pondering the current situation.

　But at that moment, suddenly, there was a loud bang from the front of the plane, followed by several people screaming.

　Arashi Sanzenin looked ahead and saw an Asian woman dressed casually, holding a gun. It was too far away to tell what model it was. In front of her, a man covered in blood was slumped on the back of a seat, clearly dead.

　Everyone around was terrified!

　Then, an announcement came over the loudspeaker.

　"Negotiations have completely broken down. To demonstrate our resolve, we will kill one hostage every ten minutes. Passengers, prepare yourselves. Am I correct?"

　"What's the point of explaining anything to these people!"

　The broadcast was in English, and there was some conversation interspersed with profanities. Sanzenin Arashi frowned after listening to it. He didn't have any weapons on him, not even a knife.

　His expression suddenly changed.

　The terrorist who shot and killed someone was already walking towards him.

　Sanzenin Arashi was almost about to swear.

　We're tens of thousands of meters in the air now, there's nowhere to run! Those damned terrorists!!!

　..

191. Terrorists

　Bra did not lie to Sanzenin Arashi.

　As the terrorist approached, Sanzenin Arashi quickly observed him.

　She was dressed casually, but she had more than ten pieces of explosives strapped to her body.

　This was an international flight, and we were tens of thousands of meters above the ground. Sanzenin Arashi stared at the explosives, unable to come up with any effective solution for the moment.

　This is a plane hijacking, not a bus robbery. The perpetrator is not a single person.

　This stumped Sanzenin Arashi. Even if he killed the terrorist, the people in the cockpit would notice, and in the end, they would all explode together, turning into pieces that would be scattered from tens of thousands of meters in the air.

　Below is India! India! Foreign!

　Falling from such a height, the water surface is no different from flat ground.

　These hijackers were strapped with bombs; the high mortality rate from flight accidents is self-evident.

　His entire body was torn to pieces!

　Boom!

　……

　There are security personnel on board the plane.

　Since the 9/11 attacks, major airlines have been cooperating with governments on international flights, sending security personnel to accompany the planes to prevent hijacking incidents. Sanzenin Arashi's eyes were constantly scanning the plane. The only person who died was the little girl's father, so the security personnel were naturally not exposed.

　The terrorist was probably patrolling inside the plane, hoping to find the security personnel.

　They were carrying guns, Nesser stun guns.

　The terrorist stopped a few steps away from Sanzenin Arashi. Sanzenin Arashi clearly saw the gun in her hand, judging from its appearance…

　It really is an AK47!

　"You, come with me." The terrorist was a wildly styled woman. She took out a rope and quickly tied up the Chinese man in front of her. "Hehe, cooperate a little, and it'll be easier to send you on your way later."

　The Chinese man kept nodding and quickly saying "I understand" and "I promise" in English.

　At the same time, the Chinese man quickly turned around and exchanged a glance with the black man, Bra.

　This Chinese man was the one who spoke up for Bra at the airport earlier.

　His name seems to be: Lin Jian.

　The arrival of this wild woman caused panic among many people. Several passengers nearby could not bear the fear and screamed while covering their heads, only to be loudly scolded by the wild woman.

　Erina Nakiri lay pale-faced on Arashi Sanzenin's lap, her body trembling. As Arashi stared at the terrorist, he bent down and placed his nose on the back of Erina's head, whispering things like, "It's okay," and "Don't worry."

　The wild woman seemed unsatisfied with just one hostage, so she tied up two more people. In addition to Lin Jian, the Chinese man, there were two other young women who were brought to the front of the driver's seat.

　Sanzenin Arashi held a silver-plated fork in his hand. He was 100% confident that he could take down this wild woman, but he didn't know how many people were on the other side, or whether the others were also strapped with bombs.

　These guys are undoubtedly desperate criminals; if they think the hijacking won't succeed, they'll definitely detonate the bomb.

　With that thought in mind, Sanzenin Arashi suppressed her impulse and sat down to wait for the result.

　The front section of the cabin, near the cockpit, has been vacated, and the passengers have been moved to the back.

　Three heavily armed terrorists emerged from the driver's seat.

　They were strapped with ammunition chains that drew an X shape across their bodies, and several grenades hung from their waists.

　"Damn it, did these security guards grow up eating dog shit?" Sanzenin Arashi couldn't help but curse inwardly.

　However, he knew that this matter probably had nothing to do with the examination.

　These people are terrorists from Africa. They bribed airport staff to put the goods in the cargo container, and then jumped out when the plane came here to refuel and return.