Central Plains Commander

Although the flight attendant said it to Zhong Ye, the people around heard it, and they immediately looked at each other, and the air became quite quiet for a while.

The flight attendant's original intention was to dispel these people's interest in sitting in the first-class cabin to watch the fun, but what she didn't expect was that the people around started to glance at each other, and then saw Osamu Dazai suddenly His face was excited and wanted to stand up, but Oda Sakunosuke reached out and pressed his shoulders and pressed him down.

"Let me go and have a look, maybe I can be of help." Nagato stood up, looked at the people around her, and said after a moment of silence, "Anyone who wants to come come with me, at most three One, don't come too much."

"I want to see, I want to see!" Although he had seen countless people die in his previous life, Osamu Dazai, who was indeed a standard harmless social person in this life, quickly raised his hand.

"Dazai-kun, we went to New York to collect materials, not to interview Mr. Edgar Allan Poe." Oda Sakunosuke thought that the other party wanted to find some themes common to detective novelists in this incident, so that we could have a good time with him Communication, he couldn't help interrupting him.

"Hey, if you're not going to interview, can't you go and have a look?" Osamu Dazai showed a pitiful expression.

"There's something wrong with you, what's so good about being dead?" Zhong couldn't help mocking him in a low voice, after all, they weren't the only ones in the first-class cabin, "What if someone really died of an acute attack?"

"It really is a brainless slug..." Dazai Osamu was patted on the head by the editor-in-chief beside him before he finished speaking, "Give me some respect for the boss, you brat."

"It hurts." Osamu Dazai continued, holding his head, "If it was just an acute attack, the flight attendants would not have this slightly nervous and terrified expression, but very nervous."

"Okay, what you said makes sense." Although he often fly planes in the port area, Zhongyuan Zhong, who has not taken many planes seriously, also decided to listen to this guy with nine twists and turns. , "If you want to go, go. I also want to know who is so creative to kill people on the plane. This is a natural secret room, and you can't even escape."

"Yes~" Dazai Osamu said lazily.

"Oda, you also follow, so that this guy won't run around." Nakaya decisively named his old father, Oda Sakunosuke, to follow, and then lay back down again. He had seen too many dead people and so on, so it's better to travel now I don't want to see it again.

Several editors also sent a person who wanted to know the situation and add a little material to the interview to follow Nagato, and the four of them walked towards the economy class together.

"Huh? This, guest?" The stewardess didn't expect such a result at all. She clearly hoped that they would not run around, but the group of people ran faster one by one after hearing that the murder had happened.

"Please don't worry." Rimbaud smiled and said to the anxious flight attendant, "They are indeed here to help."

His eyes were deep, and when he looked at the other party, it was like looking at some treasure.

The tenderness and romance of the French immediately fascinated the stewardess, and she soon said nothing about the matter.

Among the few people who came to the economy class, Nagato and the others saw the people surrounding the bathroom at a glance.Most people in the economy class saw the situation over there, but everyone sat in their seats and discussed with each other in low voices, but no one dared to go forward to say anything.

Nagato took the lead and walked forward, showing off the aura of the secretary general on his body, "Hello, may I ask that you said on the radio that someone who understands medical technology is needed?"

"Ah, yes..." The stewardess standing outside showed an awkward yet polite smile on her face, "That... actually..."

While they were talking, a chubby policeman in the bathroom pulled a teenager out, and said as he walked, "...But these are two different things, I remember you just started high school now, right? Things here will be left to you." Give us the police!"

Before the young man who was pushed out could speak, the editor behind Nagato quickly said, "Isn't this the son of Yusaku Kudo?"

"Hey, do you know my father?" Kudo Shinichi turned his head a little strangely, and saw a few more people around the scene that he hadn't seen before.

"No, I only participated in Kudo-sensei's signing event." The editor showed a regretful expression, and then became a little excited, "We also made an appointment to interview Kudo-sensei when we went to New York this time, but we didn't expect to meet him on the plane. Good luck, the teacher's son."

"Where is it?" A girl walking by couldn't help muttering, "We were murdered on the plane."

While they were talking, Osamu Dazai scurried into the bathroom nimbly like a mackerel, and he could tell the situation at the scene after just a few glances, "Is there really someone who can't bear to kill people on the plane so much?" ?”

"Dazai, don't run around." Oda Sakunosuke stepped forward quickly, and pulled him back before the Megure police department got angry, "I'm very sorry, we are writers, and we heard about such things, so we subconsciously wanted to come and pick him up." personality."

"Huh? This is the scene of the crime, and it's not a place to collect materials for you." The Mumu Police Department couldn't help complaining.

"I'm very sorry." Oda Sakunosuke apologized again, "But we should be able to help."

As he spoke, he handed over the camera he was carrying, "Do you want to take a photo of the scene?"

"Ah, I've already taken the photos at the scene." Kudo Shinichi rushed out again and showed his mobile phone to the Megure Police Department. "Although the pixels are not as high as the special camera, it is enough."

Megure Police Department felt that he would be pissed off by these two people if he waited any longer. He snatched Kudo Shinichi's cell phone and carefully checked the photos he took. Gao Mushe, who came late and was still a little bit sleepy, said, "Gao Mu! Don't be a jerk!"

"Ah yes!" Gao Mushe quickly stood up straight and woke up from a drowsy state. He looked at the scene and hurried forward to try to perform a simple autopsy.

On the other side, Nagato and the editor had already chatted with the girl who came over.

The girl's name was Mori Ran, and she was Kudo Shinichi's childhood sweetheart. The editor listened to her very carefully, and quickly recorded on paper a thing or two about Kudo Yusaku that Mori Ran knew.

Nagato looked at all directions, and when he saw the police looking at them with a strange look, he decisively pulled the editor during the interview, signaling him to pay attention to the development of the incident at the scene, and the interview could wait later.

The editor resolutely fell silent.

The Mumu Police Department is also a bit big-headed. This place is not on the ground, and there are no more colleagues around him, and he can't even pull up a cordon. Fortunately, the few newcomers who call themselves writers and editors The people were reasonably measured, neither trying to interrupt them nor destroying the scene.

"Listen well, such a criminal case involves personal privacy, so I will not allow you to publish the matter." Mumu Police Department said seriously to several people.

"Ah, don't worry, we are people from the new trend of thought." The editor showed his ID to the other party, "Our magazine is dedicated to serious literature, and without the permission of the parties concerned, we will not easily release any details about the case of."

Seeing the ID handed over by the other party, the Mumu Police Department also heaved a sigh of relief. He also knew about the magazine New Thought, but he knew it was because his wife Mumulu liked it. He couldn't read this kind of serious literature. go down.

Since they were serious magazine editors and not some paparazzi, the Mumu Police Department did not forcibly drive them away, but after warning them repeatedly, they began to analyze the scene.

After Kudo Shinichi called all the suspects who had been to the bathroom over, Oda Sakunosuke saw a dull expression on Dazai Osamu's face, and he asked the people around him curiously: "Dazai, you already know Who is the murderer?"

"I just thought, if it was Mr. Ranpo, he should know the truth at a glance." Osamu Dazai shrugged and put his hands behind his head.He didn't deny or affirm Oda Sakunosuke's words, but Oda Sakunosuke knew that he must have guessed who the murderer was, but he didn't say it because there was no evidence.

"Ranpo... Do you mean Mr. Edogawa Ranpo?" Mao Lilan, who was also reduced to a bystander, heard their conversation and asked curiously.

"Well, it's our famous detective in Yokohama." Dazai Osamu said while looking at the girl in front of him with a smile.

"Mr. Edogawa Ranpo is a great detective whom Shinichi admires so much. Is he really that good?" Mao Lilan couldn't believe it.

"Yes, for this kind of case, for Mr. Ranpo, you only need to look at it to know the truth." Osamu Dazai said with a stern smile.

"Hey, it's really amazing." Mao Lilan, who was completely unaffected, sighed, "Sure enough, he is worthy of Xinyi's admiration."

Kudo Shinichi, who heard their conversation at the side, suddenly felt a little bit subtle. Of course, he also knew how amazing Mr. Ranpo was, but when he heard his childhood sweetheart praise another person so much at the scene of the crime, he also felt a little bit nervous. I started to compare myself a little bit.

He didn't expect that he could see through the truth at a glance like Mr. Ranpo, but at least he had to find the murderer before the plane landed.

No, it shouldn't take that much time.

Kudo Shinichi speeded up his thinking.

It didn't take long for serious teenage detectives to find the killer.

The editor and Oda at the side took out their notebooks and pens, and quickly recorded everything in front of them.

The author has something to say:

Kudo Shinichi's first case, since then activated his human shark function.