Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

During the peak boarding season, the aisle was bustling with people, with a constant stream of passengers moving between it. Flight attendants were also busy running around, thoughtfully assisting passengers in putting away their luggage and organizing their personal belongings.

Shen Jingshu subconsciously glanced back twice, but could no longer find the middle-aged man. She suppressed her doubts for the time being and sat back down in her seat.

Not long after, a gentle announcement came from the flight attendant: "Passengers, please fasten your seatbelts. The plane is about to take off."

The plane slowly taxied off the runway, then suddenly accelerated, soaring into the sky. Once the aircraft had completely stabilized and entered a stable flight state, the passengers gradually unfastened their seatbelts and relaxed.

Shen Jingshu turned her head to look at Xu Zhixia beside her and said softly, "I'm going to the restroom."

"Okay, go and come back quickly." Xu Zhixia nodded casually in response.

Shen Jingshu unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up, slowly walking towards the lavatory at the rear of the cabin. Her steps were deliberate, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over the passengers on both sides of the cabin.

As her gaze wandered, she finally spotted the strange-looking middle-aged man in the corner seat at the very back of the plane.

The man was wearing a dark-colored baseball cap with the brim pulled down so low that it almost covered most of his face. He was looking down, seemingly engrossed in playing with his phone, his expression inscrutable.

Shen Jingshu couldn't clearly see his expression, but she secretly kept a close eye on him.

Entering the restroom, she immediately focused her mind and began to calculate the divination results using her fingers. The Xuanmen (Taoist school) has an ancient rule that divination cannot be used to predict one's own fortune or misfortune; she had no way of knowing anything about it.

She immediately changed her mind and began to divine the fortunes of Xu Zhixia, Song Ran, and Lin Miaomiao who were traveling with her.

As soon as the divination result appeared, my heart sank!

This trip to Yunnan is fraught with hidden danger for the four of them!

Shen Jingshu's heart tightened. She quickly put away the divination, hurried out of the restroom, and returned to her seat.

She lowered her eyes to carefully examine Xu Zhixia's face, and then observed the complexion of Song Ran and Lin Miaomiao beside her. She was shocked to find that all three of them had faint lines indicating financial loss on their faces, and bad luck was faintly emerging.

She glanced up and quickly scanned the faces of the other passengers in the cabin, her heart growing increasingly heavy.

The vast majority of people on board had faces that indicated financial loss, and two passengers even had a strong, blood-red aura between their brows, a real sign of impending bloodshed.

In an instant, all the clues connected and converged, and Shen Jingshu came to a cold yet certain conclusion in her heart—

This plane is not safe at all.

But Shen Jingshu knew that she had no concrete evidence at the moment. If she rashly expressed her doubts to the flight attendant, it would only be taken as baseless speculation and no one would believe her.

She knew that every commercial airliner was secretly equipped with two security officers who mingled among the ordinary passengers. But with the cabin full of passengers, she had no way of distinguishing who the security officers were and who the potential threats were.

There's no other way right now but to wait and see and adapt accordingly.

Shen Jingshu tilted her head slightly, lowered her voice, and leaned close to Xu Zhixia's ear, solemnly instructing, "No matter what happens later, the three of you must not make any rash moves. Just stay quietly in your seats, try to minimize your presence, and just stay to the side."

As soon as she finished speaking, she calmly took out three pre-prepared amulets from her bag and handed them to the three women, repeatedly instructing them to keep them close to their bodies in their inner pockets and never leave them behind.

Xu Zhixia, Song Ran, and Lin Miaomiao knew that Shen Jingshu never exaggerated dangers. Her special instructions must have come from anticipating the danger. The three of them tensed up instantly, feeling a little nervous, but then they remembered Shen Jingshu's extraordinary skills, and their hearts calmed down a lot. They tightly gripped the amulets and nodded solemnly in agreement.

Noticing the three girls' unease, Shen Jingshu looked up at them, casting a calm and encouraging glance, silently indicating that they didn't need to panic and that she would take care of everything.

The cabin returned to calm, and the plane continued its steady flight toward Yunnan.

About an hour later, Shen Jingshu keenly noticed something strange and unusual.

She had quietly observed the appearances and numbers of all the flight attendants when she boarded the plane, and clearly remembered their faces. But now, in the aisle, there was a completely unfamiliar flight attendant.

The flight attendant, dressed in a uniform, pushed a standard meal cart and slowly walked along the aisle, quietly asking passengers on both sides if they needed snacks or drinks. Her demeanor appeared natural and flawless.

Soon, the food cart was pushed to Shen Jingshu's seat.

In response to the other party's polite inquiry, Shen Jingshu shook her head slightly and said in a calm tone, "Thank you, but I don't need it for now."

In the instant their eyes met, her gaze suddenly sharpened as she quickly scanned the woman's face.

With a cold and menacing face, and an indelible bloodthirsty aura between his brows and eyes, and hands stained with the blood of countless lives, he was a man of deep-seated malevolence and could not possibly be a regular flight attendant!

Shen Jingshu's heart was instantly filled with turbulent waves.

Who exactly is this person?

Was this flight randomly chosen to cause trouble, or was their target hidden on board? Countless doubts swirled and churned in her mind.

A moment later, the fake flight attendant pushed the food cart slowly toward the business class section.

Shen Jingshu stared at her departing figure, her brows furrowed in thought, her vigilance instantly heightened.

Shen Jingshu wasn't entirely confident, unsure if she could completely resolve the crisis lurking at 10,000 meters in the air.

But she had already made up her mind.

Now that she has been caught in this calamity, she will do everything in her power to ensure the safety of everyone on board and try her best to prevent anyone from getting hurt.

If the situation becomes truly unmanageable, she will do everything in her power to protect her three close friends and ensure their safe landing.

Having made up her mind, Shen Jingshu remained still and did not rashly take action to disrupt the situation.

At the same time, the fake flight attendant, who looked menacing, pushed the food cart straight to the business class area at the front.

The passengers in business class are mostly high-ranking business people with a certain social standing. There is none of the noise and bustle of economy class; the entire cabin is quiet and solemn, with only the intermittent, crisp sound of keyboard typing echoing softly.

For this group of people who are constantly on the go for business trips and negotiations, time is money. Even on a short flight of a few hours, they are unwilling to waste a single moment. They take advantage of the stable cabin environment to work on documents, exchange business information, and make the most of every second to handle their tasks.

The seemingly peaceful and tranquil business class cabin has actually quietly entered an unknown and dangerous situation.