Chapter 423 Riot

"Why do you want to go to Athens?" the girl asked innocently.

In fact, after the plane took off and stabilized, the little girl regained her former vitality.

Fanlin traveled alone, which in itself attracted the girl and her mother.

"It's just travelling, you know, it's the holidays and all the students in the UK are on holiday."

"Yes." The girl tilted her head and thought, "But why did your father let you go out by yourself? And, where is your mother? Why didn't she accompany you? It was my mother who accompanied me out to play, to Athens."

"My mother went to a very far away place." Fan Lin said with a smile, "She has a lot of things to do there, so I can't trouble the two of them, and I can do it myself."

"Katie, you shouldn't have so many questions." The woman said in Chinese. She obviously knew what it meant that Fan Lin's mother went to a far away place.

"Sorry, she's still young!" the woman said gently, her face full of apology.

"Actually, ma'am, it's nothing. I think Katie is just curious for a moment." Fan Lin said that his long years of studying Chinese have made him have a very good command of the Chinese language.

"Do you understand Chinese?" The woman looked very surprised.

"Of course, my mother is Chinese." Fan Lin said. He answered the girl's mother in Chinese. Although he spoke with a slight English accent, it still surprised the girl's mother.

"You went to China?"

"Well, it should be said, Penglai, Shandong." Fan Lin said.

"What a coincidence." The woman's eyes narrowed, and she looked even more eager. "My hometown is Shandong, but I am just my mother's generation."

"Are you Chinese?" Fan Lin asked.

"Yes, my parents immigrated to the UK. Katie and I have never returned to China. I have to say that this is a very regrettable thing."

"That's really a pity. It's a beautiful place. I think you should take Katie to see it."

"Mom, this little brother's Chinese is so weird." the girl said. Fanlin was naturally not as good as what he had been taught since childhood by a family composed entirely of Chinese Americans.

"Katie, you have to be polite," the woman warned.

"Madam, please don't be like this. I know my Chinese very well. In fact, my good friend once taught me, but my learning ability is really poor."

Fan Lin's face turned red. Compared with the girl, his Chinese was really not good enough.

"You don't have to be like this. Your Chinese is the best I've ever heard. It's just that you look..."

"I follow my father more. In fact, my grandfather has never been very satisfied with the result."

"Your grandpa?"

"Yes, they live in China. Otherwise, my father would not have let me go so far away." Fan Lin said politely. He had not seen his grandparents for a long time. Of course, he also There is Zhao Ling, his only partner in China.

"You have been to a lot of places. I finally understand why your father would trust you to go out alone."

"In fact, this is also a kind of training for me. My father is very at ease with me." Fan Lin gently pressed his hand on his neck, and the staff he had just made was pressing against his skin. A slight hint of chill.

"But, brother, your body is really cool." Katie pressed close to her, like a little kitten.

Fan Lin seemed very surprised. He had tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his body. Even Hermione didn't feel anything different about his body.

"Katie..."

"It's okay, madam." Fan Lin said quickly, he was not worried about what the girl would find.

"Since Katie feels comfortable, just let her lean against her like this."

Compared to Mrs. Li's apologetic smile, Katie looked very excited. The girl could always feel a trace of his comfortable atmosphere on Fan Lin's body.

Fan Lin felt that this was nothing. They had just left London and they still had a long way to go. With such a lively little sister pestering him, Fan Lin would not feel bored.

However, a long journey always makes one feel sleepy. In fact, as soon as she flew out of the British border, the girl felt like she wanted to fall asleep leaning against Fan Lin.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet, kid." Ms. Li said, "If there is no good place to visit in Athens, we can go out together. Katie and I will stay there for a whole week. , it seems that Katie likes you very much..."

"My name is Fan Lin Aier, you can also call me by my Chinese name." Fan Lin said politely.

"Oh, hello, little friend Fanlin Aier, but what are you looking at?"

"Some myths about Athens." Fan Lin said, "I borrowed them from the library. I want to know more about this city."

"You are really... I have never seen that child like you. To hear what you mean, you are only in the third grade of junior high school, not even high school..."

"This is all necessary knowledge, madam." Fan Lin said, "I finally came to Athens, and I don't want to miss anything."

"So..." The girl's mother was just about to ask something, but there was a commotion from the tail section of the plane, as if something unpleasant had happened.

Fan Lin frowned. Many passengers had closed their eyes and rested. It was undoubtedly impolite to quarrel at this time.

"Sir, please calm down. I think there is nothing that cannot be solved. We are on the plane now..."

"Of course I know it is on the plane. I don't want to cause any damage, but I think you should shut up honestly. Otherwise, I don't mind sending you to see God."

After a fierce quarrel, a man walked out of the tail of the plane with a pistol against the head of a stewardess.

This is the first class cabin. It seems that they have encountered some trouble.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I declare that you are all hijacked." The man laughed and pushed the stewardess in his arms hard.

"Now, tell the pilot to change the route. I think our destination should be the Middle East. Don't play any tricks, otherwise, except for the pilot, you will all die."

As the man said, he took out the pistol and made a threatening gesture of shooting at all the people present.

The originally chaotic crowd suddenly turned into sobbing sounds, no one wanted to become the soul killed by the man's gun. (To be continued)