Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1661 1661 [Cutting off one's retreat] Ask for a monthly ticket ヽ(〃〃)~
Conan: "..." In addition, Edward and Mr. George must have a close relationship—although they pretended to be friends, the relationship between them in critical moments seemed to have a sense of class, which made people unconsciously think of gin and vodka .

——This Mr. Edward, if he is really a member of the organization, then he is probably a cadre.

And now, Edward seems to be being targeted by "that lord".There were indeed many struggles within that organization.Or is it that "that lord" really has two minds about the organization in black, so he not only conceals the shrinking experimental body of Aptx 4869, but also doesn't mind killing a few other cadres?
Conan's heart was itching like a cat's scratch, and his strong curiosity made him want to tear off the curtain immediately to see what the black hand behind the scenes was planning.But now, he couldn't even find that curtain anywhere.

Conan sighed sadly.

Except for him, the others are obviously not so entangled.

Suzuki Sonoko was still thinking about the plane. She looked at the pilot and co-pilot lying dead, and realized later: "Wait, Mu Shuli died because he licked the poison on his fingers. How did the staff get poisoned?—Could it be that they also licked Mu Shuli's hands?"

Thinking of those strange depraved scenes in the cab at that time, Suzuki Sonoko felt that he saw a group of perverts and shuddered.

Conan recovered, and silently corrected the strange picture in her mind: "How is it possible! There is a large audience, even if they really want to, they will definitely not lick a female celebrity's hand in front of their colleagues."

Suzuki Sonoko felt even more strange: "So you actually lick in private? This is too unhygienic!...Huh? Wait, how do you, a first-grade elementary school student, know these things!"

"..." Conan, "That, Brother Hattori told me."

Jiang Xia: "..." It's a pity that Hattori-san wasn't there, otherwise I really wanted to see if he would show some steel-like murderous aura.

Conan realized that the topic was being misled by Sonoko Suzuki, so he hurriedly returned to the topic, using a child's voice:
"Oh, what the adults do in private is not the point at all! The point is that the uncles of the drivers were poisoned, not because they licked Aunt Mu Shuli's hand - I followed Aunt Mu Shuli to protect the ring before, and accidentally saw what happened in the cab.

"When the pilot wanted to shake hands with Aunt Mu Shuli, she passed her hand flatly, so the captain turned to kiss her hand, and the co-pilots did the same. In the normal handshake, Aunt Mu Shuli's fingertips The poison on the driver's hand would only stick to the back or palm of the pilots, but because of the hand kiss, the place where they touched the poison became their fingertips. Afterwards, they used their poisoned fingers to pick up the stewardess' hand. Went to taste the meals and unfortunately all fell down in the end.”

Maya Hashimoto: "..."

Why put passengers in the cab!
Why don't you wash your hands before eating, not even wipes!
And why did the three of them obediently kiss their hands!Couldn't there be a tall and cold man who stands out from the crowd and refuses her!

——In short, it's all the three pilots' fault!Otherwise, he wouldn't have to face Wu Zuo's serial killer moves in embarrassment.

The more Hashimoto Maya thought about it, the more angry he became. Looking at the captain in front of him who was being checked by him, he wished to hit his head a few times to vent his anger.

But under the eyes of everyone, a cheerful and kind doctor obviously shouldn't do such a thing.

Hashimoto Maya: "..." And if you think about it carefully, even if the captain obeyed the rules and didn't do this, Uzo would definitely use other methods to sneak in.Rounding it up, he and the captain can be regarded as suffering brothers and sisters, so it is better not to hurt each other.

Thinking of the terrible demon king who drove everyone into a miserable situation, Maya Hashimoto's anger soon dissipated, and he sighed wearily in a low voice.

As soon as there was any movement here, the other people who were paying attention to the captain immediately looked over and asked nervously, "How is it? Is there any help?"

Although the others were also annoyed by the captain's stupid behavior just now, at least for now, they still have to rely on these pilots to drive the plane and land safely.

Maya Hashimoto came back to his senses and cleared his throat: "It is indeed poisoning caused by acute poison - first move them to a more spacious cabin, let's inhale oxygen to relieve symptoms."

A group of people heard that there was still rescue, and hurried over to pick up the captain.

The co-pilot was also slumped in the seat next to him.

Jiang Xia walked to the side of the passenger seat, rolled up his sleeves and planned to lift the passenger seat.However, it is obvious that you can't just rely on yourself to lift people.So Jiang Xia casually looked at the nearest Ireland: "Help me?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly came to his senses, and changed his words apologetically and sympathetically: "Forget it, I forgot that your arm hurts, and you can't even move the joystick, let alone move someone..."

He turned to Maya Hashimoto, who was the second closest: "Then help me."

Hashimoto Maya nodded, and came over to help this temporary friendly army carry the wounded.Although he seldom engaged in rescue work, he used to transport corpses a lot, so he was very skillful in handling people, and he gained Jiang Xia's admiring gaze.

Ireland was standing quietly by the side, thinking about the whole incident, when suddenly his injured arm was lifted.

As soon as he mentioned that arm, he inevitably thought of Wu Zuo's countless insidious plots, and the murderous aura floated out of his body uncontrollably.

Just as he was thinking about that bastard Uzuo's corpse, at this moment, the plane suddenly encountered a draft and bumped violently.

Ireland swayed, raised his hand to support the top cover next to him, and barely stood still.

The place near the cockpit in the plane, from the top to the ground, is densely packed with instrument panels and buttons.

Ireland snapped an elbow.He held his arm that was starting to hurt again to maintain his balance, and was violently beating that hateful curly hair in the sunglasses in his heart, when he suddenly found that Jiang Xia was looking straight at him beside him.

Ireland frowned: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment: "When you supported the top cover, it seemed that you touched a button on it—I saw a few shadows on a certain screen from the corner of my eye just now, and the vibration was too strong at that time, so I couldn't see it clearly. What exactly went wrong?"

"Turned around? And several shadows turned at the same time?"

Hashimoto Maya suddenly thought of something. His eyes swept over the complicated instruments, and his eyes quickly stopped on a dashboard composed of several groups of circles and lines: "Mr. Ai...Mr. Dehua should have touched the fuel by accident. Swapping valves, so the markers on the screen turn a bit in unison, showing that the valves are open."

This type of aircraft often carries several fuel tanks, which are usually separated from each other, but there are also some interconnected pipes.

When flying in the sky, in order to maintain balance, the difference in the amount of fuel on both sides of the aircraft should not be too much, and if the difference exceeds a certain level, the valve must be opened to allow the side with more oil to flow to the side with less oil to prevent accidents.

(End of this chapter)