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Gloria really needs to explain a lot of things like why he got into the plane when it was taking off, why he was shot in the thigh and got a penetrating wound, why he flew the plane and kept going south.... ..

Jessica Jowett sat in the passenger seat, thinking calmly.But when she suddenly connected these questions together, she actually came up with an answer that was close to the correct answer.

"God, are you a fugitive?" Jessica suddenly said this into the microphone of the communication device.

"Well, not exactly. But you guessed it," Gloria said.

"Really? Wow, I didn't expect that on Christmas morning, I would meet a fugitive from the federal government."

"No, not the federal government, a federal agency."

"What institution?"

"CDC."

Jessica looked at each other. "What? You escaped from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention?"

Gloria glanced at the plane's altimeter, "Hmm. What's the ceiling of this plane?"

"Uh, I think maybe 2 feet (5 meters)?"

"Well, it looks like we won't be able to catch it at 6 feet (18288 meters)."

"Catch whom? 6 feet, God!"

"I told you, we've got guests. Now, I'm sure it's right over our heads," Gloria said, pushing the lever forward.

"No way? The person who came to arrest you is sitting on a plane at an altitude of 6 feet?" Jessica had already noticed her own plane, which was doing a dive.

When the small plane dropped from an altitude of 2 feet to 8200 feet (2499 meters), Jessica asked again, "What are you doing?"

Gloria said, "Fly low, fly low. Hopefully those folks at the CDC don't think of using phased array radar to track me."

"Oh, phased array radar?? Then, what about the 'guest' you mentioned just now?"

"Er...an electronic radar that can monitor and track hundreds of flying objects or missiles in the entire airspace. 'Guest' refers to an artificial intelligence unmanned aircraft that can fly at an altitude of 6 feet. Anyway I can't escape its eyes."

"Gloria, even though you were the first person to ask me for medical help on Christmas, you really made me curious."

"Curious? Listen, Jessica, I'm sorry to use your plane to fly to Miami without your permission. But, now I must go to Florida, no matter what."

"Okay. Since you can tell me your identity and purpose frankly, then I have no choice but to agree with your approach." Jessica said helplessly.

"I'm so sorry. I know, you're a good guy," Gloria said.

"Maybe. I hope, I'm really not helping a federal fugitive."

"It's okay, you can say that I hijacked you and your plane."

Jessica said, "It's funny. A woman who was shot in the leg and bled to death managed to hijack me and my plane."

Gloria shook her head and smiled. "Yeah, it sounds interesting. One of the reasons I escaped from the CDC was to figure out what was going on with my body."

"Talk to me, it's cruise time anyway. Even if a drone is watching us overhead, I don't think it will shoot down terrorists who think we are 'Islamic State' with missiles?"

"Of course, as long as we don't fly out of the ADIZ."

The drive from Georgia to Miami takes more than 10 hours, but it's much faster by air. More than three hours later, Gloria flew over the sea near Miami Beach at the southern tip of Florida.

"So, the purpose of your coming to Florida is to get back the 3D printed necklace your wife gave you?" Jessica asked.

"Yes! If I lose my lover, my children, my freedom, and the job I love, then I have no meaning in this world!?" Gloria replied, looking at the sea.

"Yeah, if we don't have the people we love, are we still human?" Jessica looked at Miami Beach on the right side in a daze.

"Okay, now I'm going to start an ultra-low-altitude sea-skimming flight."

"What? Super low-altitude sea-skimming flight?"

Gloria glanced at her, "Yes, and you are needed to control the plane."

Jessica quickly waved her hands, "No, no, my skills are not very good."

"I know. So far, not many people can fly for an hour at an ultra-low altitude of only 100 meters above the sea. However, you can use artificial intelligence, right?"

"Uh, well. You really don't need a parachute?"

"No, that way, the first people I see when I get back on the ground are the federal agents."

Artificial intelligence controls the height of the aircraft to only 100 meters from the sea surface, and the flight speed also drops to a safe landing speed of 140 knots (260 km/h).At this time, Gloria said with a sideways glance, "Thank you very much, Jessica Jowett."

"You're welcome. Just...why should I believe that you won't fall to your death after jumping out of the plane?"

"Uh, because I'm a crazy fugitive."

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