“Twenty-four hours until the plane crash. I’m standing at the check-in counter, gripping my phone. In my previous life, this flight, which was supposed to be bound for Sanya, exploded at 30,000 feet. I was the sole survivor, yet Lu Jingchuan’s Jingchuan Airlines drove me to suicide by pills. Now my phone holds screenshots of falsified flight records, my livestream account is ready, and the backend contains a manifest of smuggled cargo. This time, I’ll make everyone see the truth: the prosperity of this so-called aviation empire is a bloody business that uses air disasters as a cover!”
