The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"Ji, Ji Bai."

Zhou Ling arrived at the cockpit door.

The woman could no longer suppress the surging curiosity within her.

She could accept that Ji Bai was skilled in martial arts, that he could fly planes and defuse bombs.

After all, he's a genius who can create room-temperature superconductivity; he might learn anything quickly and easily crush ordinary people with just a little practice.

But she really couldn't understand how Ji Bai managed to pinpoint each and every one of those people so accurately.

Those people's disguises were flawless; the dwarf dressed as a child was completely believable, the captain acted like a victim throughout, and the bomber was completely invisible in the crowd.

They can't actually read minds, can they?

"Ji Bai, how...how did you manage to see through those people?"

Zhou Ling spoke cautiously, then quickly added, "Of course, if it involves your secrets, you don't have to tell me."

Ji Bai glanced at Zhou Ling at the door; this woman was quite meticulous.

His words were full of traps.

If he says "I can't say," wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting that he has a secret?

Ji Bai said calmly, "What's so difficult about that? Even the dumbest person can see through those clumsy disguises, right?"

Zhou Ling was stunned: "Huh? Clumsy?"

Listen to this, is this even human language?

She was a top student in medical school back then, and she believed her observation skills far surpassed those of ordinary people. Yet, she couldn't see the slightest flaw from beginning to end, but in his words, it was described as a "clumsy disguise."

"Ji Bai, could you tell me about it?"

"It's simple. Do you remember when we first boarded the plane?"

Ji Bai leaned back in the captain's seat, one hand on the control stick, the other hand gesturing casually, his tone light and nonchalant, as if he were explaining an elementary school math problem.

"That dwarf disguised himself as a little girl, and he really put a lot of effort into his appearance. The puffy skirt, the pigtails, and the childish lines made it seem like there was nothing wrong with him at first glance."

"But did you notice that when she called out 'Mom,' the so-called 'mother' next to her stiffened slightly?"

Zhou Ling was taken aback: "Did you freeze for a moment?"

"right."

Ji Bai nodded: "In normal mother-daughter interactions, when a mother hears her child calling her name, her first reaction is to lower her head, turn to the side, or subconsciously reach out to protect her."

"But that woman didn't. She froze for a fraction of a second before reacting, which is a classic example of obedience-induced limb delay."

Zhou Ling frowned.

She quickly replayed the scene of boarding the plane in her mind.

It seems... it seems like there is such a thing?

She hadn't paid any attention to the interaction between the mother and daughter at the time, but if what Ji Bai said was true, then this detail was indeed very unusual.

"There is only one explanation for an adult responding obediently to a child's call—"

"She's not a child!" Zhou Ling blurted out.

"Smart! They've all learned to answer first!"

Ji Bai's lips curled slightly as he turned back to look at the dial.

Zhou Ling was inexplicably pleased by the compliment of "smart," but then an even greater shock came over her.

How long has it been since we boarded?

The boarding gate was noisy and chaotic, with more than a hundred people jostling around, putting away their luggage, looking for seats, and comforting their children – it was all a mess.

Ji Bai actually managed to capture a woman's micro-expression abnormality for a fraction of a second in that environment?

Is this even human?

"What about the captain?"

Zhou Ling couldn't help but ask, "Captain, how did you find out?"

Ji Bai tilted his head and stared at Zhou Ling.

His expression seemed to say, "Do I even need to tell you? You're the worst class of students I've ever taught!"

Zhou Ling's face suddenly turned red!

She was more than a decade older than Ji Bai.

But at this moment, being stared at by this eighteen-year-old boy made him feel like a primary school student who had done something wrong.

Dead brain, think quickly!

Zhou Ling frantically catalyzed herself.

She was just praised for her intelligence by the mathematical genius, the youngest winner of the Philippine Prize in history, and the inventor of room-temperature superconductivity. If she can't even figure this out, she might as well find a block of tofu and kill herself.

A few seconds later.

"I see!"

Zhou Ling looked as excited as if she had published an article in The Lancet, her face flushed.

"With such a commotion from the hijacking, there was still no movement in the cockpit! If the crew were truly being coerced, their first instinct would have been to lock the cabin doors, sound the alarm, and even return to base immediately!"

The standard procedure for a hijacked commercial airliner is to lock the cockpit door, send the 7500 hijacking code, and contact ground air traffic control in the first second!

But the captain of this plane did not sound any alarms, did not contact the ground, and even left the cabin door ajar!

The situation was urgent, and no one thought of that, or rather, no one had experience with hijacking.

But now that I think about it, something's clearly not right!

"I was so stupid to look at Ji Bai like that just now!"

Zhou Ling secretly blamed herself.

How could I not have noticed such an obvious flaw immediately!

Ji Bai smiled.

No wonder everyone says they enjoy talking to smart people; he's come to enjoy that feeling too.

Women, keep this in mind!

"As for that bomb-wielding guy, do I even need to say anything?"

Ji Bai looked at Zhou Ling with a half-smile.

It was Zhou Ling who asked him the question, but it turned into him testing Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling tilted her head, frowned, and began frantically replaying the entire hijacking scene in her mind.

Chaotic screams, muffled thuds of punches landing, deathly silence after a gunshot... the images flashed by frame by frame, and she forced herself to pinpoint the man with black-rimmed glasses from the throng of people.

The cabin exploded as soon as the hijackers rushed out.

Women cried, children screamed, and everyone huddled in their seats, their faces pale. Some were trembling with their heads in their hands, while others were gripping the back of the seats in front of them tightly. Fear was written on every face.

But that man...

Zhou Ling's pupils contracted slightly.

She remembered!

At the moment the hijacking broke out, the man not only did not panic, but lowered his head and his lips turned down in a very quick motion.

That was disappointment!

The bomber was actually disappointed!

When someone hijacks a plane at gunpoint, how can a normal person be disappointed?

As Zhou Ling pondered this thought further, the scene immediately shifted to the moment when Ji Bai kicked Qiao away and seized control of the situation by snatching the gun.

At that moment, the surrounding passengers were stunned at first, and then burst into sobs and relief as if they had survived a disaster. Some people slumped in their seats and gasped for breath, while others clutched their chests and said, "I was so scared." They were all relieved to have escaped death.

But what about that man?

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes, hidden behind his glasses, shining brightly.

It wasn't relief, it wasn't peace of mind, it was an uncontrollable, morbid madness!

"I understand!"

"That man came here with the intention of dying together with others from the moment he boarded the plane!"

The moment the words left her mouth, Zhou Ling felt a chill run down her spine.

too frightening.

It was hidden too well.

"He acted so well that he fooled everyone."

"Except for you."

Without realizing it, the way we address each other has changed from "you" to "you (formal)".

Looking at the young man leaning back in the captain's seat with a nonchalant expression, Zhou Ling felt waves of emotion surging within her.

She graduated with a doctorate from Peking Union Medical College and worked as a community doctor in the United States for six years. When she was urgently recruited by the external relations department, her superiors described her as "calm, perceptive, and extremely resilient under pressure."

Zhou Ling has always felt that she deserves these four words.

But today she realized that her supposedly excellent observation and judgment skills were like those of a toddler who had just learned to walk in front of this eighteen-year-old boy.

The other party could accurately capture the micro-expressions on the faces of everyone in the chaotic cabin with more than a hundred people; could discern a person's true identity from a fraction of a second of physical delay; and could subdue the hijacker while simultaneously observing the reactions of the passengers behind them...

What is a genius?

That's what you call genius!

Zhou Ling suddenly felt a little fortunate.

Thankfully, this young man is Chinese!

"You're amazing!"

Ji Bai's lips curved slightly, and he gave a faint "hmm" without replying.

He nodded to himself inwardly, quite satisfied.

Not bad, not bad. His imagination is spot on, and his logic is impeccable. Even he himself is starting to believe his story.

When you get off the plane and the security department asks, just give this version of the report, so I don't have to go through the trouble of making up excuses to cover it up.

……

at the same time.

A base in the Asia-Pacific region suddenly received an order.

Immediately afterwards, the fleet changed course and headed towards a certain sea area...