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Chapter 657 This is a wrong parachuting demonstration; please do not imitate it. (2 updates)
After arriving at the warehouse, Shiraishi E immediately began purchasing a sufficient number of parachutes from the Bandit Mall.

He then returned with several large military packages bearing prominent parachute markings and tossed them into the middle of the cabin aisle.

He glanced around at the shaken passengers and his three grave-faced female companions, and said in as clear a voice as possible, "Listen up, everyone! We have about ten minutes left."

"This plane will likely be shot down in ten minutes! If you don't want to die, go to the cargo hold and get your parachutes right now!"

"There are plenty over there, enough for everyone. Don't fight over them, but be quick!!"

These words were like pouring a bucket of ice water into boiling oil, instantly causing an uproar among the passengers!

"What?! Shot down?!"

"A missile?! Oh my god!!"

"How could this happen?! Weren't we saved?!"

"I don't want to die!!"

"........."

Panic spread rapidly like a plague, and the cabin, which had been relatively calm just moments before, was thrown into chaos. People turned pale, screamed, cried, and pushed each other in bewilderment, a scene of utter chaos.

Amidst the chaos, a male passenger who had been shouting the loudest moments before, now twisted with fear and rage, suddenly turned his attention to Shiraishi E and her three companions! Pointing at Shiraishi E, he hysterically yelled, "It's all your fault!!!"

The roar momentarily halted the chaos, and everyone turned to look at him.

The male passenger's face was filled with resentment and fear, and his voice was shrill: "If it weren't for your meddling! If you hadn't come up here to rescue us without permission, how could we have ended up being shot down by missiles?!"

"If you hadn't come to rescue us, at worst we would have been sold off somewhere!! At least we would have survived!! But now what?"

"Because of you self-righteous heroes!! We're all going to be killed by you!!"

This extremely selfish and distorted logic, in the face of extreme fear, actually gained the approval of many other passengers!

They seemed to have found an outlet for their fear and sense of responsibility, and they all chimed in:

"Yes, yes!! You're right! It's all your fault!!"

"Who asked you to save us?! Now it's even worse!!"

"Exactly! Nothing was wrong before!!"

Seeing that he had supporters, the male passenger became even more smug, raising his voice to almost roaring, "This is all because of you! You must take full responsibility for our safety!!"

"Yes! Take responsibility!!"

"We must ensure our safe return to land!!"

More and more passengers were infected by this sentiment, nodding repeatedly as if Shiraishi and the others were the culprits who caused all of this.

Faced with these absurd accusations and attacks, Shiraishi E was not angry at all. Instead, she smiled, a smile that carried a hint of cold mockery.

He said calmly, "Don't worry, I will of course take responsibility for getting you safely back to land."

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the male passenger who was shouting the loudest!

Before the man could react, he was dragged forward by a tremendous force, staggering!

"I'll get you out of the plane first, then we'll leave last." As Shiraishi E said this, she roughly shoved a heavy parachute pack into the man's arms, and then yanked open the emergency exit door on the cabin wall!

Instantly, a violent gust of air rushed into the cabin, making it impossible for people to open their eyes, and the huge wind noise drowned out everyone's screams!
"What...what are you going to do?! Let me go!!" The male passenger struggled in terror.

Shiraishi E ignored his howls and, with a burst of strength, threw him and the parachute he was holding in his arms out of the cabin as if he were trash!
"Aaaaaaahh ...

Shiraishi E turned around, clapped her hands, as if she had done something insignificant.

He looked at the other passengers who were terrified and fell silent, his tone even carrying a hint of "teaching" patience: "Did you all see that? This gentleman has given us a very bad example. Don't follow his example."

"You can't just jump like that. Just holding onto the parachute won't do. You'll just end up smashing into a bloody pulp."

"The correct way is to wear it securely on your body and fasten all the fasteners."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the crowd like a hawk's, precisely locking onto another male passenger who had just shouted equally fiercely and was now trying to shrink back.

He stepped forward again and easily pulled the other person out.

"Let me go! You bastard! I know I was wrong! I won't say anything more!!" The man struggled and resisted frantically.

Emi Shiraishi didn't bother with words and threw a punch straight at the opponent's face. The opponent went limp without even uttering a sound.

Shiraishi dragged him to the exit gate like a dead dog, demonstrating to the crowd: "Like this."

He quickly helped the unconscious passenger put on the parachute pack, fastening each buckle securely.

Then, he was pushed away in the same way!
“That’s it.” Shiraishi E watched the body carrying the standard parachute pack fall downwards, then turned around and calmly swept her gaze over all the pale-faced, trembling passengers: “Did everyone understand? If anyone still has any questions, please raise your hand now.”

The cabin was deathly silent.

All the passengers were terrified by this crude and stigmatizing "teaching" method. They shook their heads frantically and covered their mouths tightly, afraid that if they made a sound, they would become the next "demonstration" target.

All the previous complaints and accusations vanished without a trace.

Seeing that they finally had "no objections," Shiraishi nodded in satisfaction: "Looks like you all understand, that's good. The missiles might be coming in about eight minutes... What are you all standing there for?"

"Hurry up and get the parachute from the cargo hold! Remember, put it on properly and fasten it tight!"

Upon hearing this, the passengers disregarded everything else and, driven by their survival instincts, scrambled and crawled toward the cargo hold to grab the parachutes.

Meanwhile, Shiraishi E picked up four parasols and walked up to Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko, handing them the parasols.

Having witnessed that shocking scene, Sato Miwako and the other two felt that Shiraishi E had gone too far, but rather felt a sense of relief and satisfaction!

As Yumi Miyamoto took the parachute, she muttered angrily, "This is infuriating! We risked our lives to save them, and this is how they repay kindness?! If we had known they were like this, we would have let whoever wanted to come!"

Miike Naeko, unusually, nodded in agreement, her little face full of grievance and lingering fear: "Yes, yes... It's so disheartening... I should have known better than to come..." Sato Miwako was relatively calmer, but her expression was also not good. She sighed: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. That's human nature. Many people lose their rationality in the face of fear."

"What's done is done, there's no point in saying anything more. Let's put on our parachutes quickly, we don't have much time left."

But when it came to putting on the parachute, Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko looked at the complicated straps and buckles in their hands, their faces showing difficulty, and their voices trembling: "But...but...we really don't know how to put it on...and we certainly don't know how to jump..."

Seeing this, Shiraishi E seemed to have expected it and said, "Since you don't know how, then you don't need to jump alone. Just put on your parachutes and secure them basically, then connect the main locking buckles on your bodies to my parachute harness system. I'll bring you down with me."

These words were like heavenly music!

Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko were overjoyed, and a huge weight was finally lifted from their hearts!

They quickly and hurriedly helped each other, following Shiraishi E's simple instructions, to basically secure the parachute to their bodies, and then firmly hung the safety lock on the specially made strong attachment point on Shiraishi E's body.

Yumi Miyamoto and Naeko Miike were so frightened that they simply grabbed one of E Shiraishi's arms and pressed it tightly against their chests!

Shiraishi carefully inspected all the connections, confirming that every latch was secure.

He glanced at the passengers who were still frantically putting on their parachutes, raised his voice, and gave a final reminder: "Remember! Secure them properly!"

"After jumping, if you're afraid of dying, open your parachute as soon as possible, but for stability and safety, it's best to count to ten in your mind before pulling the parachute lines!"

After saying that, he no longer hesitated, nodded to the three policewomen, took a deep breath of the cold air, grabbed them, and resolutely jumped into the howling emergency escape route!
"Aaaaaah—!" x3
Despite knowing that Shiraishi E was there, the three policewomen still couldn't help but scream in terror the moment the feeling of weightlessness hit them.

A powerful gust of air tore at their bodies, while the outlines of the clouds and the earth below magnified rapidly.

Shortly after they jumped, the passengers who had finally put on their parachutes looked down at the endless void and heard the howling wind, and their legs went weak with fear.

“Um…” one passenger said with a glimmer of hope, “We don’t necessarily have to jump, do we? If we can communicate with those people properly, maybe… they will cancel their plan to bomb the plane, take us back, and sell us.”

"After all... we are still a valuable commodity!"

Upon hearing this, a few cowardly people agreed, but most others looked at them as if they were idiots.

Instead of cherishing the chance to survive, they insist on becoming slaves to others!

Finally, one passenger gritted his teeth, filled with endless fear, and jumped out.

Once the first one appeared, the second one quickly followed, jumping out of the cabin one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

In the night sky, white umbrellas bloomed one after another, drifting down to the unknown ground.

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The moment they jumped out of the cabin, a tremendous feeling of weightlessness and howling winds immediately enveloped the four of them.

The screams of Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko were almost instantly torn apart by the gale. The icy air scraped against their faces like blades, making it hard to breathe.

However, Shiraishi E did not immediately open her parachute.

He remained calm and steady, his body as solid as a rock, while using his strong arms to pull the three policewomen, who were connected together, closer together to reduce wind resistance and rotation.

He knew that at the private plane's previous cruising altitude, it was too early to deploy the parachute; they needed to freefall for a while to reach a lower, safer altitude for deployment.

During the rapid descent, the strong airflow made it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.

But Shiraishi E forced her head up, facing the wind, squinted her eyes, and stared with the sharp gaze of a hawk at the private plane that was flying away in the sky, and at the small black dots jumping out of the cabin—those passengers who ultimately chose the path of survival.

He quickly counted the items, his brows furrowing slightly.

The number of skydivers was sparse, far fewer than the total number of people in the cabin.

"Only about half..." Shiraishi E silently counted in her mind, and came to a helpless conclusion: "The other half is probably still on the plane."

Were they too terrified to jump? Or did they not know how to put on their parachutes and ultimately chose to stay in the cabin in despair, praying for a miracle?
Or have they simply collapsed from despair and lost the ability to act?
The reason is no longer important.

Shiraishi E shook his head, and a barely audible sigh drifted through the night wind.

He knew that there was no hope left for those who remained on the plane.

Their fate was sealed the moment they chose not to jump or were unable to jump.

The thought had just flashed through his mind—

As if to confirm his worst prediction, a streak of light with a dazzling tail flame streaked across the distant night sky at an astonishing speed!

Like an invitation from the Grim Reaper, it struck the private jet, which was still flying smoothly in autopilot mode, precisely and silently (inaudible at this distance and with the wind noise)!

The next second—

boom! ! ! !

A huge, blazing fireball suddenly exploded in the night sky! Like a flower of death blooming suddenly in the darkness!
Even from a great distance, the violent explosion sounded like a rumble of thunder, clearly reaching the ears of Shiraishi E and Sato Miwako, who was still barely conscious.

The massive aircraft was instantly torn apart and disintegrated, turning into countless burning fragments that rained down on the dark earth below like a dazzling yet cruel shower of metal.

The explosion illuminated a small patch of sky, and also revealed the deathly pale face of Sato Miwako.

She stared intently at the rapidly spreading fireball and plume of smoke that began to fall, her pupils contracting in utter shock and terror.

Although this possibility had been anticipated, the impact of witnessing this bloody scene in person was still devastating.

Inside... were dozens of vibrant lives... which vanished in an instant.

She bit her lip tightly, unable to utter a single word.

Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko, who were holding onto Shiraishi E's arm, didn't even get to see this horrific scene.

Under the combined impact of the extreme fear of jumping out of the cabin and the intense discomfort of the high-speed fall, their brains had already activated a protective mechanism—their eyes rolled back, and almost simultaneously, they completely lost consciousness.

For them, this is actually a kind of luck for the time being.

(End of this chapter)