I'm a spy in the film

"What the hell is this?"

The girl screamed.

The snake's head was drooping limply and its neck was very long, what a pity.

I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you show me this?

Bourne pulled another towel over the girl's headlights and opened the bathroom door.

Outside the door, two flight attendants, a man and a woman, were looking at me with surprise.

When the stewardess saw Bourne's strong abdominal muscles and handsome face revealed when he turned up his shirt, her eyes lit up and she was about to go forward, but she saw a young girl with her upper body naked and only a white towel draped over her body following closely behind him.

"Bitch!" the stewardess cursed under her breath.

The male flight attendant behind her winked at Bourne and gave him a thumbs-up.

"Damn, this Samba crew is unreliable! Can we tell them what happened? Will it make things worse?"

Bourne made up his mind after just a moment's thought.

This matter must be reported to the captain, so...

"I'm sorry, ma'am..." Bourne tried his best to give a friendly smile, not wanting to scare the stewardess with his next words.

"Please call me Tiffany! What's your name? Are you American?"

Bunches of flirtatious glances were thrown at him, but Bourne ignored them and turned to look at the male flight attendant.

As a result, this guy stared at the upper part of the girl behind him without blinking.

Well, they are both doomed.

Bourne simply left the two unreliable women and one man behind and walked quickly towards his seat.

"Bryce, Mr. Packard, follow me!"

Bourne took the two men to the partition in the middle of the plane and showed them the venomous snake wrapped in a towel in his hand.

"This is?"

"I was relieving myself in the bathroom and this thing attacked me and I caught it."

Bourne simply explained: "I don't know how this thing got on the plane. Normally, these snakes will not easily attack humans unless they are threatened. But I was not close to the vent at the time and didn't notice it at all."

"Maybe there are other reasons, kid." Packard rubbed his chin and said:

"In addition to eating, animals are also very impulsive when courting."

"Oh right," Bryce agreed, clapping his hands. "Remember those wreaths? Could the smell on them be the hormone that stimulates the snake?"

At this point, Bryce borrowed a wreath from a passing stewardess.

Sure enough, the originally listless venomous snake became somewhat excited again not long after the wreath came close to its head.

This seems to be the case:

Someone put a snake on a plane and gave the passengers wreaths sprayed with stimulating hormones. The purpose was suspected to be to kill one or several passengers on the plane.

The most uncertain thing at the moment is how many snakes the mastermind behind this group put on the plane?

"What a bunch of crazy guys! There are hundreds of passengers on the plane. Aren't they afraid of the plane crashing?"

Bryce was indignant.

As a bodyguard, what he hates most is this kind of indiscriminate killing. You don't know whether you are the main target of the attack or an innocent victim, and it is difficult to even launch countermeasures.

Packard was quite open-minded: "Perhaps the plane crash was also one of their goals. After all, if there are people alive, there will be witnesses. If the plane is gone, there will be no evidence."

"Bryce, I'm going to go find the captain to report the situation. You stay on the first floor and check if there are any snakes running out. Don't alarm anyone. Packard, go find your cousin. I feel like this matter is related to his mission."

"I feel the same way. Even if you don't say it, I'm going to ask him."

Packard went upstairs immediately, and Bryce found a cane and walked to the back of the cabin.

Bourne came to the cockpit door and revealed his identity, but no one in the cockpit responded.

A flight attendant named Amelie politely asked Bourne what was wrong, and Bourne asked her to open the cockpit door quickly because something might have happened inside.

Sure enough, when the door was opened from the inside, the flight attendant was stunned.

The captain slumped in his seat with a venomous snake biting his head.

The person who opened the door was the co-pilot, and his arm was also bitten by the snake.

He should have opened the door.

At this time, the co-pilot fell to the ground, his face turned blue, he couldn't speak, and could only spit out yellow foam.

"Don't panic, call all the crew members!"

Bourne slapped the panicked flight attendant in the face, grabbed her collar and pulled her up from the ground, growling, "If you don't want to die from a venomous snake or have the plane crash, call someone quickly. Call all the flight attendants, quietly."

Seeing that she still didn't respond, Bourne wanted to slap her again to wake her up, but unexpectedly, the female flight attendant suddenly jumped up, held Bourne's face and gave him a deep kiss.

Oh my god, what time is it and you are still doing this?

The American Airlines staff are unreliable.

The technology is okay!

After receiving Bourne's kiss, the female steward seemed to muster up her courage. She straightened her corsage and skirt that were messed up by Bourne, and walked towards the cabin at the back with a heroic and confident look.

Bourne flashed into the cockpit and closed the door.

The driver's face was purple, his lips were black, and he was already cold.

The co-pilot had a tie wrapped around his arm to limit the spread of the snake venom, but the venom probably attacked his heart because he opened the door too violently, and now he was obviously dying.

Although holy light can speed up the recovery of blood and flesh, it cannot detoxify.

Besides, I have just helped him squeeze the venom out of the wound and laid his body flat to slow down the flow of the venom. If I speed up his recovery, the venom might directly kill the co-pilot.

We should contact the tower immediately to see if there is any serum!

Just as Bourne was about to pull away the driver's body, suddenly, a small yellow-spotted snake suddenly jumped up from the seat and bit Bourne's hand.

Bourne was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed the yellow-spotted snake's head and swung it down with force.

The little snake went limp in an instant.

Damn, these snakes are everywhere.

Bourne didn't dare sit down now.

The place where the little snake bounced up just now was right on the seat. If I sat on it without noticing, I would definitely end up in a scene of the snake swallowing two girls. It’s chilling just thinking about it!

shudder?

By the way, snakes are cold-blooded animals and are afraid of the cold!

Although it’s tropical here, there is air conditioning on the plane!

Even if the air conditioner doesn't work for a while, I still have magic!

It’s a good opportunity to give it a try and see the effects of my exercise these days.

Bourne quickly found the temperature adjustment place, adjusted the temperature to 16 degrees, and adjusted the air volume of the air outlet to the maximum.

At the same time, the five fingers of his left hand opened, and a trace of cold air condensed in the palm of his hand, quickly forming an ice ball.

“Enjoy the winter!”