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Chapter 635 - 635 635 A Pitiable Creature

635: Chapter 635: A Pitiable Creature?

Courting Perfect Death!

635: Chapter 635: A Pitiable Creature?

Courting Perfect Death!

A scream!

Wabiside woke up in pain.

His beaten head still felt a bit groggy.

Looking at Wu Jie’s eyes, there was confusion and fear, but most of all, there was despair.

Wu Jie had thought that Wabiside would glare at him angrily.

Swearing, gnashing teeth, and glaring with rage…

But there was nothing!

Wabiside struggled a couple of times, realized he was bound, and stopped flailing about.

Avoiding Wu Jie’s scrutinizing gaze, he turned his head to look out the porthole.

This scene.

Made the flight attendants very angry, they wanted to vent their rage with slaps and scolds.

Going out to work for money, it’s hard for everyone.

Wabiside intended to crash the plane, how could that not attract hatred?

However…

Wu Jie gestured with his hand, signaling them to back off.

After all, he was a VIP; the flight attendants didn’t dare to make a fuss and retreated to the side with resentment.

Wabiside was very calm.

In his hollow eyes, there was nothing but despair.

Such a look, Wu Jie had seen before.

The dormitory doorman in college, diagnosed with late-stage cancer that year, also had such eyes.

Hollow, numb, perplexed…

Without a word or smile, desolately silent.

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

What kind of tragic event must one experience to have such a heart-wrenching feeling?

Wabiside looked out the porthole, his lips moved hesitantly for a while before bursting out with a foreign word.

“Sorry!”

One apology, and that’s it?

The nearby flight attendants, instantly furious.

Every one of them was angry, wanting to rush over and beat Wabiside to death.

And Wu Jie was somewhat speechless too.

Beat him up?

Wabiside was already not young, an old pilot in his fifties.

One punch, and he probably could be beaten to death.

But what would that accomplish?

What Wu Jie was more curious about was why he would take everyone on the plane to commit suicide?

He glanced sideways, his eyes coldly sweeping over the place.

The emotionally charged flight attendants didn’t dare to make a peep.

Wu Jie turned back to look at Wabiside and said gravely,

“Why did you do this?

Killing us all, does it benefit you in any way?”

Wabiside hung his head in dejection.

This time he didn’t hesitate and confessed proactively.

Just like many major criminal cases, behind seemingly complex and profound cases, the actual reasons for crimes are often very simple.

Wabiside, had lost money betting on football.

The Super Cruise Ship Brune was not only a playground for billionaires at sea.

It also attracted many regular employees because of the high stakes and good odds.

The official football betting on the cruise, with millions of Gold Coins wagered, was just child’s play; one could bet hundreds of millions.

And last night’s gamble organized by Kun Qianxi involved a fund of tens of billions of Gold Coins.

Therefore, no matter how much you bet, you wouldn’t fall prey to a scam; the credibility was assured.

But if you went elsewhere to bet on football or to buy lottery tickets.

Could you buy lottery tickets worth hundreds of thousands?

It’s simply not realistic.

So, those who want to gamble big and win big, to make a fortune quickly through football betting, of course, are willing to participate in the bets on the cruise.

Where there is demand, there is a market.

Some crew members on the cruise ‘colluded within and without,’ placing bets on behalf of others to earn a meager commission.

And although Wabiside’s income was not bad, he had to support a whole family.

With his older wife in poor health, three children’s education expenses were high; it was impossible to save more money.

Wishing to change his family’s situation, to escape the clutches of financial struggle,

Wabiside and some other pilots, using insider connections on the cruise, pooled money to place a large bet.

The opening game the night before, with the Seni Continent team beating the Curse-City team, they won, and each made a profit of ten to twenty thousand Gold Coins.

Thus!

The taste of victory made them rally more funds.

Especially Wabiside, who was sick and tired of being financially pinched.

Ferrying billionaires back and forth from the cruise, he envied their affluent, happy lives.

So, Wabiside intensified his efforts.

Not only did he max out his high-limit credit cards, but he also took loans online and borrowed from friends and family…

After all, he was a well-paid pilot, and everyone trusted him.

He managed to borrow over a million Gold Coins in one day.

However, last night’s game, with Wula-Gui beating Iran, the odds weren’t great; even if they won, there wasn’t much money.

But in the second game, they bet on a long shot.

As a result, the Iran Team, thanks to an own goal at the last minute, stunned everyone by defeating Morocco one to zero.

It felt like Wabiside went from hell to heaven.

He thought he would lose, but he successfully hit the jackpot, his profits doubled in an instant.

With principal and interest, he had over four million Gold Coins; even after repaying the borrowed money, he would still have three million left, a huge win.

But…

Insatiable greed!

Wabiside, after all, was a mortal, unable to escape greed, delusion, rage, and hate.

He yearned to win more, to achieve instant wealth and financial freedom through football betting.

And in the final game, Portugal, not favored to win, faced the defending World Cup champion, Spain.

Many felt that it was a sure win.

The odds before the game also indicated that Spain had a very high chance of winning, with a large number of people supporting Spain.

Wabiside failed to quit while he was ahead, instead, he believed in his own luck.

If he could win a long shot like the Iran team, his luck had to be incredible!

So…

he bet on Portugal!

When the match started, Cristiano Ronaldo won a penalty, which delighted Wabiside for a long time.

However, as everyone knows, the powerful Spain Team not only tied but also took the lead.

Even with a strong Cristiano Ronaldo, scoring with a free kick at the last moment couldn’t save Wabiside.

Portugal did not turn the game around and create a miracle.

Wabiside’s four million Gold Coins didn’t turn into six million; instead, he lost everything in one go.

He had hoped to become rich overnight, but instead, he lost everything and was on the brink of ruin.

How was he going to pay back the more than a million Gold Coins he borrowed?

His family’s financial situation was already tight, and everyone depended on his salary.

With such a huge debt, Wabiside simply couldn’t pay it off.

So…

He thought of death.

The reason was simple.

The accidental insurance for pilots was exceptionally high.

If Wabiside died in a flight accident, not only would the company give his family a substantial pension.

The insurance company would also provide a large accidental compensation.

After paying off the debts, there would still be a lot left.

So, although he would be dead, his family would be set for life with no worries about food and clothing.

Left with no other choice, Wabiside could only seek his own death.

But he had to be thorough and cautious, so no one would notice that it was a deliberate suicide and not an accident.

For this reason,

he and another pilot took off from Elizabeth Port with several VIPs aboard, but he didn’t make a move.

This normal takeoff and landing would make both his company and the insurance company believe everything was normal with the pilot and the aircraft.

Afterward, starting from near the cruise ship to pick up passengers, as they climbed into the sky, he suddenly killed the other pilot.

Then, he decisively shut down the communication system, making it impossible for the air traffic controller on the cruise ship to reach him.

Wabiside also knew that the aircraft’s safety system was powerful, and it was impossible to intentionally nose-dive and crash right after takeoff.

And there was the black box, recording flight data and communication data.

If the crash site was too close to the cruise ship,

they would spare no cost in organizing retrieval!

So…

Wabiside planned to fly the plane all the way to the Western Indian Ocean until the fuel was exhausted.

Without fuel, no matter how powerful the safety systems, could the plane make it back?

Crashing into the turbulent, vast, uninhabited Western Indian Ocean with deep waters equated to completely destroying any trace.

By then, it would be hard enough to find remnants of the plane, let alone the black box and bodies.

As a result,

no one would know what exactly happened inside the cockpit.

This flight could only be defined as an accidental incident.

What a perfect plan!

What a cruel choice!

If Wabiside really pulled it off, then he truly would have used his death to secure wealth for his family.

Unfortunately…

He didn’t expect that the cabin crew members weren’t easy to fool.

Severely deviating from the scheduled flight path, they became alert, broke down the door, and rushed into the cockpit…

…

After finishing his story, Wabiside deeply lowered his head.

Regret?

Remorse?

Self-reproach?

There is always something despicable in someone pitiable!

Wu Jie, looking at the no longer young and fragile Wabiside in such a pitiful state, couldn’t bring himself to lift a hand.

The fate awaiting him was bound to be tragic.

Being pursued by debt collectors was nothing compared to the real trouble of offending the behind-the-scenes shareholders of the Super Cruise Ship Brune.

Like Captain Hittory Laurentien.

American Secretary of State Perrio was his blood brother; Heinter, the chairman of CSA, was his sworn brother…

Such a powerful background made it as easy to crush Wabiside as stepping on an ant.

Moreover,

on the cruise ship, VIP guests are treated like gods, with the utmost care taken to prevent them from any harm.

In any situation, VIPs are given priority for protection.

And yet Wabiside dared to create such chaos, nearly killing Wu Jie and Tang Xiao.

Wasn’t that seeking death?

Laurentien was still hoping to establish a highly profitable partnership with Wu Jie and his wife.

So…

Wu Jie couldn’t be bothered to deal with Wabiside, who had perfectly signed his death warrant and was no different from a dead man.

Hit him?

At his age, Wabiside couldn’t take it.

One punch and he’d be dead without a doubt.

Maybe he’d even welcome being killed by the VIP Wu Jie, to ensure his family received compensation.

Scold him?

What was the point?

He had already gambled away everything, and scolding him would have no effect.

Betting on soccer!

The World Cup had just started, with nearly a month left until the finals.

How many people around the world would lose everything due to soccer betting, and how many would have the last laugh?

…

Over an hour later,

the plane landed smoothly and automatically on the runway.

Tang Xiao switched to manual mode, applied the brakes, and throttled down, slowly taxiing to the apron.

As soon as the plane came to a halt, two Mercedes SUVs roared in rapidly.

The airstair was lowered, and several burly men with clearly identified identities, guns in hand, charged up.

They dragged Wabiside away like dragging a dead dog.

The flight attendants proceeded to clean the cabin, preparing to transport the next batch of VIPs.

The airport’s VIP client manager quickly boarded the plane, repeatedly apologizing to Wu Jie and Tang Xiao.

After getting in the car, the captain personally called to apologize.

To express their apologies, they offered both a lifetime free membership, allowing them to visit the cruise any time.

Because they had left the cruise early, the company’s business jet wasn’t sent to pick them up.

Hence, Wu Jie and Tang Xiao originally planned to catch a commercial flight to Dubai and then transfer back to their country.

But now, the captain had borrowed a private jet from a VIP, offering a free direct flight to send Wu Jie and Tang Xiao home.

What would have taken over a day with several transits, now took just thirteen hours with a direct flight.

The business jet was at the airport, fully fueled, originally prepared to fly back to Luoxi Continent and go to Europe a week later to pick up its owner.

Being borrowed on short notice, it was just an extra ten thousand kilometers or so.

For the affluent shareholders of the cruise, the charter fee of several hundred thousand Gold Coins was trifling.

The two quickly took off in the business jet, and for safety, the captain even specially arranged for bodyguards to escort them.

Since it was someone else’s business jet, they naturally didn’t go to the bedroom to sleep and rest.

But the living room was spacious, and once the massage chairs were laid flat, they were almost as good as a bed.

After a sound sleep, enjoying fine food, and entertaining chats online,

before they knew it, the business jet had landed smoothly at Tianyuan International Airport.

Having received advance notice, Tang Kun volunteered in the messaging group to pick them up.

After picking up Wu Jie and Tang Xiao, he sped towards Tianyuan Xinya Community.

Today was Lin Yuan’s birthday, and Qingya was going to pull out all the stops…